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Home Movie

By: Sienna



Getting out of Manchester was really bad that Friday evening. The rush hour traffic was creeping slowly through the city centre and no matter the urgency anyone had, it would have been quicker to walk.

I turned on the car radio to calm myself. The sound of local drive time radio always soothed me, with its smooth relaxing jazz music and it had been a busy day, and all I wanted to do was get home and relax.

My mobile phone began to chirp and I noticed the caller was from my home number and that told me it could only be one person, Jason my live-in partner. And a call from him was always welcome.

"Where are you now?" he asked. 

"I'm stuck in traffic. It's going to take at least another forty minutes before I get home." I replied. "You're home early. Is everything OK?"

"Yes. I have a surprise for you."

"I hope it's a nice surprise?"

"Oh it is. What are you wearing?" he asked.

"Why? My sales uniform. Are you going to give me phonesex while I'm stuck in traffic on a busy street?" I joked.

"No. Just wanted to know what you were wearing as you come through the door." He hung up quickly and he had me thinking. Why would he want to know that?

Soon I managed to get through the traffic and onto the main route that took me the twelve miles to where I lived. All the way home I kept on thinking about his surprise and what it could be. Once I parked up on the drive I picked up my purse, secured the car and waited for the front door to open. Nothing. He obviously wanted to let myself in.

As I opened the door, Jason was kneeling in front of me with a video camera pointing at me. Yes, I was surprised and I began to wonder if there was any point him doing that. Besides, I never liked being on video very much. "Is this your surprise?" I asked.

"Yes. Now look straight at me and smile."

He kept on following me around with the camera, which began to slightly annoy me at first. "Look Jason, what is the point of all this?" I asked him.

"You. I'm taping you. Because you deserve it."

"Deserve it? You said that as if I've been naughty and I'm being punished."

"You are naughty. A very naughty little girl and I want you to be even more naughtier."

At that moment I realised he was just being a little kinky. It was something we talked about once. Home movie stuff, if you know what I mean. And I admit that the idea sounded kind of a turn-on, but never considered him to be serious about it. "So, what do you want your naughty little girl to do?" I asked.

"Play to the camera for me. I want to tape you raw." his answer came back.

"Raw? What do you mean by raw?" 

"As you are, after a day at work and in your uniform. I like you in that uniform, it is so sexy. Now sit down on the couch and look into the camera."

I did as he asked and just sat staring into the camera. "Now, open your legs slowly. I want to see up your skirt."

"What?"

"I want an upskirt shot. Just do it!"

Slowly I opened my legs as he kept on saying to me, "More, more a little more," until I was sat there in a very un-lady like fashion with the camera zooming onto my white cotton panties, stockings and suspenders. "Oh yes that's good Louise."

"Does Spielberg require anything else?" I asked.

"Yes. Touch your thighs at the top of your stockings and play with the suspender belt." I did as he wanted and he zoomed in even closer. "Oh by the way, I'm not Spielberg. He doesn't do this kind of stuff."

Then Jason turned off the camera and rested it on the carpet as he came in closer, licking along my thigh until his nose touched my panties. "It's a pity the camera doesn't capture your wonderful scent right now. I love your scent after you've been working all day. It drives me crazy."

I liked him talking to me like that and I was getting more and more horny. I stroked his head gently as he licked his tongue against my damp panties. Then he looked up at me. "Now I want a shot of you opening your blouse." I was beginning to enjoy his attentions where they were. "Do you mind if I carry on taping you?"

Of course, I did and then at the same time I thought it was beginning to be quite a bit of fun. He picked up the camera once more and directed me to the next part of our venture; as I opened my blouse slowly, button after button until my white cotton lace bra was exposed.

"OK, I want you to run your fingers over your tits, make those nipples nice and hard for me so that they press against the material." There was no need to touch them as they were already getting firm at the thought of what we were doing.

"Oh yes! Give me more Louise. It looks good from here." 

He wanted more. So I gave him more as I slowly pulled down one of my cups, exposing my breast to the camera. "Oh fuck! This is so amazing. You are a natural," he said. Then in order to make the effect work better I squeezed my nipple, tantalising it even stiffer and wetting it with my fingertip to make it feel cool. I noticed the bulge in his pants as I did all this and knew that he was restraining a fantastic hard on. I wanted so much to free it and touch it. But then, he was in control of the situation, directing his movie all about me. I also knew that it had been some time since we had sex and if he had not masturbated in the mean time, his raging cock would yield such a lot for me. That thought in my mind made me feel so excited and so submissive to his requests.

The camera moved swiftly back onto my panties as I opened my legs wider still. I was riding on the sensations of touching my breast so much I had become oblivious to where the camera was being pointed. "Ok Louise, I need you to pull your panties to one side and let me see that juicy cunt of yours." I hated the use of that word, but I ignored it for once, because I was so very horny. My fingers pulled away the damp material and I could feel the wetness of my lips against them as Jason sent me words of approval in what I was beginning to do to myself. 

With my fingers now touching my nipple and stroking my clit, Jason taped me in the throes of masturbation, writhing on the couch until I brought myself to a climax. The camera being pointed at me did not deter my feelings at the time and all that I could think of was being satisfied. My imagination was already stages ahead of what was going on there and then as I thought of his cock shooting its thick cream over my body.

"Ok, relax. That was exactly what I wanted." He told me as I was recovering my senses back to reality. "Next we tape something that is special. You and I together."

I sat in my warm bath of soothing water thinking about it all. I hoped that what he had already taped would just be for us to watch in future. The prospects of others viewing one of my most intimate moments was so daunting.

Jason came into the bathroom and I watched him as he took a long pee. Then he sat beside me on the edge of the bath tub and explained to me what he had in mind for the next shoot.

"I hope you're feeling OK with this? You know that this is just for us and nobody else," he explained. "That shoot we did before was so fantastic."

"I never realised how horny it made me feel."

"Me too, babe. I nearly cum in my pants just watching you. You were so intense. I just set up in the bedroom for the next part, so when you are ready, I am too."

After bathing, I made my way into the bedroom and noticed the camera on its tripod pointing at the bed. Jason had linked it up to a portable tv and I could see the exact scene it had in its view. The tv was placed in a position where we could both watch ourselves and the thoughts of that began to stir up my excitement once more.

I sat naked on the bed as Jason moved into shot. He knelt towards me with just his trousers on. I unclipped his belt and pulled it free as he prompted me to go further, telling me that I was doing fine and to just keep on going. I did not need prompting because I knew what I had to do. His fingers run over my breasts, teasing and tweaking up my nipples, has I pulled the zipper down slowly.

He was so hard in my hand as I set him free. I looked at his cock with its smooth head begging for my attention and then naturally gave it everything. The gentle lick of my tongue, as I pulled down his trousers further. Then I took it in my mouth, giving it gentle sucks as I heard him react to me with his moans of appreciation, stroking my hair away from my face so that the camera could see every bit of my oral action upon him.

I paced him, trying to make him last out as long as I could. A change of position gave the control over to me as I sat him beside me, opening up his thighs giving the camera a shot of his balls with his towering cock poised in my hand above them. "Ok babe, let's go for that money shot, I'm ready to explode now," he said. With that I pumped his cock faster and faster in time to his jerks until the pre-cum began to ooze from the tip. Then I felt it harden. The hot creamy spunk began to shoot into my face wave after wave, and I licked every drop from my lips into my mouth.

While we waited for Jason to recover, we played back the evenings work so far. Together we watched the tv screen. I realised then how hot this thing was as I became so turned on by seeing myself cum. The moment that my orgasm reached its peak, Jason zoomed in and captured the trickle of my juices as the warm spurt from my glistening pussy appeared between my wet fingers. I noticed how pink and fresh my pussy appeared and how inviting it seemed even to me. Then seeing the blowjob that I gave him served only to arouse us both again, ready for some more displays of our lovemaking. 

"Louise, I want to fuck you in the next scene," he whispered. "Are you ready to be fucked on tape like you have never been fucked before?"

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"A display of as many positions we can show. All in one act. Do you think you can do that?"

I looked at him and snuggled my head against his chest. "I'm so horny that I think I could do anything you wanted right now."

"Then do your best. Make this look really good. Just for us."

With the camera running we embarked upon a frenzy of fucking. We displayed the many positions that we both enjoyed. Concentrating only on the pleasure it produced for both of us. Then Jason reached a point where he could no longer hold himself back. I was straddled across him, riding his cock so hard when he moaned out his instructions; "Ok, I'm cumming babe. Take me in your hand and pump me for the last shot."

I wanted more, but Jason had certainly reached his limit to our fuckfest. I withdrew his wet cock from inside of me and jerked him to his climax, watching his thick spunk cover my hand. 

The camera captured it all and every detail of what we did that evening. From then on we would begin to add to our private collection video. Thinking up new ideas for our self-gratifying entertainment. Then we agreed to share those moments with someone else in our movie. The threesome idea became yet another new horizon we had to cross.

Home Movie



Well, I got a couple of great responses from my first story, so I thought I might try it again. It's weird, but it hasn't been since I started writing that first story about a recently deceased friend of mine who had taught me oral-sex skills that I've really looked back at my sexual history. I always assumed I was just like one of millions of girls nowadays, frisky and curious, but more or less ordinary. But, looking back, I have had some really trippy sexual experiences that other women my age haven't had. And it feels good to write about them.

You'll learn that I essentially have two kinks that I continue to pursue with varying degrees of bravery: oral sex and exhibitionism. I am fascinated with the magic that happens between an erection and my mouth, as well as with that wondrous body fluid that boys are always figuring out how to give to girls; and I am consistently turned on by being naked in non-sexual contexts. Anal, S&M, girl-on-girl, spanking, all that stuff's OK, I guess. But I like what I like.

My obsession with slurping on stiffies has been a relatively easy one to indulge, since 99 percent of the human male population would crawl through broken glass to be on the receiving end of a blowjob from a bodaciously hot chick like myself -- I hate saying that, because it sounds like I'm some kind of narcissist, but I've been blessed with both the pretty and the slender genes. I'm very proud of my body, which accounts for the exhibitionist thing I've done since, forever. But I'm interested in writing today about my oral-sex interests.

I hope I'm not a slut -- that's the kind of thing that other people determine for you, I suppose. I have had a few problems maintaining relationships with men. But I'm too young to be thinking about settling down with one guy anyway. I'm still in my early twenties. If I don't play around and show off my moneymaker now, it'll never happen.

Of course, one of the things that has really prevented me from being a one-man girl is my pre-occupations with oral. In other words, I've mapped out for myself three stages of oral-sex experimentation, three thresholds, that I have found over the years very scary and very hot at the same time.

I'll keep the last two secret for now. But when I was younger and not as experienced as I am now, I began thinking almost day and night of sucking off a black guy (For the record, I'm white).

Race to me isn't a big deal at all. But I grew up around almost all white people and my family, especially my father, kept some pretty ugly attitudes about African Americans. I could go on for days about what a douche bag my father was, but the racism thing never failed to set me off. Even in high school, I would tell my friends that one day I was going to bring home a black guy just for the pleasure of watching my father have a stroke right there in the kitchen.

Well, that never happened, and now it certainly never will. I don't talk to my parents anymore -- well, that's a lie, I've talked to my mom two or three times in the last few years, but none of those conversations were pleasant for either of us -- and the race/sex thing is why. I also am out of college now because my parents stopped supporting me and I can thank my penis obsession for that too.

So there came a time, early on in my sophomore year in college, when I began thinking a lot about getting it on with a black man. There were several guys I was cock-teasing at the time, but I was always scanning the room for someone of a darker tone. I met a guy named Jay (I've changed names here for obvious reasons; I don't mind using my real name, but I don't want to embarrass other people) who was really nice and sweet and he wanted me bad. But he had a girlfriend -- a white girl -- and, after a flirtatious episode at a party, I learned he couldn't cheat on her.

A couple of weeks later, I met Sean, a skinny but really foxy black guy who liked to hang out at a certain coffeehouse near campus and doodle in a notepad. He was going to be a graphic designer and he was very ambitious. After a couple of friendly chats at the coffeehouse, he asked me out and I knew I found my man.

Looking back, I have lots of feelings of guilt about Sean because at the time, I wanted to use him to get back at my racist parents, but the truth is, if I weren't such a dumb girl at the time, I could have really fallen in love with him. I mean I did fall in love with him. I was just too stupid to recognize it.

Anyway, one thing led to another, and soon I got my wish, a black dong in my little white mouth, and, though it was fabulous, it was really no different than any other dick. Girls, it's all the same when you close your eyes.

But a couple of weeks later, I proposed to Sean an idea, which turned out to be a life-changing one.

One day, I woke up and dressed nicely. Sean helped me set up the video camera, and I took a seat in front of it and began addressing my parents. I wanted to send them a video reminder of how I was doing in school. So five minutes into my little performance, Sean, as planned, comes out of the shower with a raging hard-on. I had him very slowly, walk into the frame to my right penis first. I'm sitting there telling my mom and dad that I met someone, someone nice. He might be The One, I said. All this time, Sean's cock is very slowly, almost imperceptibly coming into the picture, until I recognize it and say, "Oh, here he is now." I reach out and start stroking it while I'm still talking. When Sean has moved completely into the frame, I started sucking him off, holding his balls in my hand, swiveling my hand from side to side just a bit and humming happily.

I had instructed Sean to get really aroused in the bedroom so he could come quickly. I knew that if this went on too long, the intended audience would turn it off, so Sean was close to paydirt when he came out of the bathroom. When the time came, I jacked him off into a wine glass. His head and shoulders were well out of the frame and I told him to keep quiet as not to leave any identifying features. But he gasped loudly before shooting out thick ropes of fresh semen. 

When I had squeezed every drop out of him, I held up the glass to the light so I could behold it, winked at the camera, and spitefully, raised a toast to my father. "Here's to you, Dad. I hope you're proud of your little girl now." And with that, I tipped back that glass full of man sauce and poured into my mouth. I played around with it for a few seconds, brought it out to the edge of my lips and then swallowed luxuriously, making yummy sounds as it went down.

Behind the camera I watched Sean holding his hands to his mouth to keep from laughing out loud. I was really hamming it up. 

I was insane enough at the time to actually box up that video and send it to my parents in the mail. Just like that. No holding on to it for a couple of days and sending it later. I do regret doing that now, because things have gotten really bad in way I had not anticipated. But, on the other hand, fuck it. It felt good imagining my father watching me eat a black man's sperm like it was the sweetest ice cream in the world. 

About a week later, Sean and I were in the bedroom, playing out a fantasy of mine. I was dressed in a maid's uniform. He was lying on the bed naked. We pretended we were in a swank hotel. He was a businessman jerking off after a stressful day at work. I was to stand there and do nothing, until after he was finished. Then it was my turn to come in and clean him off. While he turned on the TV to watch sports and called a buddy on his cell phone, I bent over his body to methodically lick all the semen off his chest, belly and penis. When he was clean, I stood up again and said, "Will there be anything else, sir?" He gave me a five-dollar bill and smiled.

We had just finished with that little game, which we called Room Service. We were lying in bed together naked when the phone rang. I made no move to get it. The machine answered. And I heard my mother crying angrily into the phone. I only half heard what she was saying.

When the message was finished, Sean looked at me with something like horror. "You didn't really send that tape, did you?" 

Sean soon moved on after that. I haven't seen him in months now. He was a lot of fun and that pecker of his was glorious. But even in the last days when I was with him, I was already thinking about my second blowjob threshold. That was soon to come, entirely by accident. 



Home Movie



Last year my wife flew interstate to be with her sister after an operation. The plan was for her to stay there for a couple of days then return home with the sister who would stay with us until she was fully recovered. It sounded simple and I agreed readily. I looked forward to a couple of days of sitting around in my jocks, drinking beer and beating off to internet porn.

The first few days were great but I soon tired of jerking off. Day four was a turning point in my life when I received a phone call from my wife. It took me a while to understand what she was saying but her sister what worse than we had been told and, although she was back in her home, she was much too ill to fly. My wife is her only relative so there was no alternative. My wife would be away for several weeks. 

I sat on the lounge and cursed. It was a Friday afternoon and I didn't have to go back to work until Monday. That meant three nights and two days with no one to talk to. Out of despair I slowly did the dishes that had been piling up. I ran the vacuum around the lounge and dusted the ornaments. I emptied the bins. I tidied up the spare room and emptied the bins again.

Next, I went out to the garage and cleaned up all the rubbish from the two cars. I emptied the bins from the garage as well. As I walked away from the outdoor bin for the third time I heard the voice of our nosiest neighbour, Old George over the fence. At first I didn't realise that he was talking to me but he mentioned my name and I turned around. Normally I would have made some excuse and rushed back to the house when I heard his voice but this afternoon I feeling lonely and glad to hear another human voice.

Old George pointed out that I usually emptied those bins on a monthly basis. He asked me what sort of disaster had befallen me. I walked over to the fence and started unloading all my misery on him. He listened intently and only interrupted when he could make some reassuring comment. This was unusual for him. Usually I struggled to get a word in. As we talked through the fence I realised that Old George wasn't wearing a shirt.

This surprised me because Old George was well known as a fussy dresser who normally wouldn't be seen without a coat and tie on. His naked chest worried me as his wife had died some months ago. I became concerned that this might be the start of his decline into decrepitude.

After we had talked for about half an hour Old George asked me if I wanted to come over for a beer. He had never made such an offer before and I was heartened by the prospect of sharing a brew or two with my new found friend. I said yes and he opened the gate that previous owners had built into the fence. I stepped through. He left the gate ajar, I guess there was no reason to lock it.

Old George's yard had many more plants and trees in it than our yard. This foliage screened it from the other yards and made it feel very private. Old George gave me a quick tour of his yard, proudly showing off some of the rare and beautiful plants that his ex wife had nurtured. As he showed me around I noted that he was in quite good condition for a man his age. His shirtless chest was also hairless which accentuated his well developed, though slightly soft, muscles.

His shorts covered a tight pair of buns and his long legs were also hairless. His feet were bare. His toenail were oddly dirty; well trimmed but with patches of paint on some of them. I assumed that he had been painting inside the house. He soon ran out of plants to talk about so he ushered me into the house.

The kitchen was clean and tidy. He grabbed to beers as we went into the lounge room, which was also neat and tidy. I was relieved to know that the place hadn't fallen into disarray so I leaned back in arm chair and took my first sip of beer for the weekend.

We started talking again and realised that we had much more in common than we had suspected. By the fourth beer I was really enjoying his company but I felt a little warm. The house was an old style solid brick cottage. The walls were obviously thick and the windows were quite small so there was little breeze. As it was the middle of summer the house was still warming from the rays of the sun.

I pointed out how warm I was feeling and Old George suggested that I could take my shirt off if that would help. He apologized for the lack of air conditioning and told me that he, and his wife, had often been walked around naked during the hottest part of the year.

"You should have seen those tits of hers swaying as she did the sweeping" Old George said as he laughed and handed me a beer. He told me to get comfortable. Not used to be shirtless in public I gradually removed my shirt and singlet as I sipped my beer. 

"Is that better?" Old George asked as he sat back in a lounge opposite me. He was enjoying the beer and the company too. As we ran out of things to discuss the beer started to make me a little drowsy. I told George that I should head home and fix some dinner before I fell asleep on his lounge.

"Nonsense" he rose from his chair and headed for the kitchen. He banged around out there for a while and then informed me that dinner would be ready in an hour. He then walked over to the entertainment unit and inserted a VHS tape into an old video machine.

"This'll wake you up! " Old George chortled as he playfully slapped my back and returned to his arm chair. The TV screen was full of snow for several minutes but gradually the image of a woman walking across a lounge room came into focus. After a while I realised that it was actually this very lounge room.

"What's this a tape of?" I asked Old George as I gulped down more beer.

"Home movies" he replied as he raised his can to me as a toast "I hope you like them."

After I while the screen became really clear and I realised that the woman was his wife. She looked about ten years younger than when she passed so she would have been about 55 years old. There were four men sitting on the lounges and she walked to the middle. She was wearing a tennis outfit; a short pleated skirt, white runners and white shirt. The camera panned around the room but I couldn't see Old George on the screen.

"Where were you?" I asked him as I stood up to get the next round of beers. 

"I was the cameraman." was his casual reply.

On the screen his wife walked around the men then went to the kitchen. When she returned she had removed her top to reveal a lacy white bra that exposed her large nipples. She carried a tray that had four beers on it. She went around the room and knelt before each man as they individually took a bear from the tray. She was very practiced in her movements, keeping the tray level and getting up from her knees with the grace of a ballerina.

"She was a dancer when I met her!" Old George exclaimed and opened yet another beer.

She took the empty tray back to the kitchen. She returned with a bowl of nuts and proceeded to follow the same routine, kneeling in front of each man as he took a handful of nuts. She paused each time and allowed the men to pinch her exposed nipples and fondle her large breasts through the lacy bra.

After she went around the room twice she went back to the kitchen. This time she was empty handed but she had removed her skirt, shoes and sox. Her knickers were white and with a lace pattern that matched the bra.

This time she knelt with her back to the men who took turns running their hands over her back and groping her backside. She lifted herself slightly to give them access to her panties.

"Look! He's got his finger in her!" Old George laughed as he pointed at the screen. I looked at him and I could see his cock forming a tent in his shorts. "She loved it, she used to love this!" 

When the men had finished groping her one of them undid the bra strap. She removed it and tossed it at the camera which followed its path to the cameraman's bare feet. She stood up and removed her panties which were soon on the floor next to the bra.

She quickly bought a kitchen chair into the lounge room and placed it in the centre of the room. One of the men sat on the chair after removing his pants. The camera zoomed in on his short thick cock which was fully erect. She bowed in from of him and kissed the angry purple head of his cock. He grabbed the back of her head and forced it down onto his manhood. His butt lifted off the chair every time he thrust upwards to match the downward movement of her head.

Another of the men dropped his trousers and stepped up behind her. He slapped her butt and she spread her legs. He brutally shoved four fingers into her and pushed until his knuckles were inside that warm, wet orifice. The other two men stripped off entirely and stood on either side of her. She grabbed their dicks and stroked them to hardness. The guy behind her was frantically fucking her with his hand while the other guy was ramming his cock down her throat. He held her head against his crutch and spasmed as he filled her mouth with a big load of semen. The camera zoomed in as cum trickled from her lips. The two naked men were ready to fuck her so they forced her onto her back. They dragged her onto a mat where the guy who had finger fucked her fell on top of her and shoved his rock hard cock straight into that vagina. She grimaced as he filled her. He humped her a dozen times then pulled out with his cum dribbling from her cunt. His spot was taken by one of the naked men who shoved his erection straight into that gaping hole. Once he had deposited his seed he rolled away and the fourth guy jumped her and brutally fucked her for several minutes.

When he was done the cameraman handed the camera over and rolled her onto her stomach. He spread her butt cheeks so that the camera got a close up of her cum filled vagina. He fingered her for a while then used cum on his fingers to lubricate her anus. She spread her legs wide and he climbed on top her. He drove that big cock right into that little butt hole and fucked her viciously for several minutes before he came with a mighty thrust deep into her.

He lay on her as the screen went blank as the tape ended.

Old George got up and switched off the TV. He flicked on the lights and fetched two more beers. I didn't know what to say when he asked me what I thought about his home movies. I thought for a while then I noticed that his penis was straining against his shorts. Mine was nearly fully erect but not obviously so as I was still seated.

"Well, that certainly woke me up! Wow. She got us both hard, didn't she?" I commented as he stood next to me. He then explained that there about two dozen tapes and I could watch another one tomorrow night. I agreed then asked him what he wanted to do next. He pulled down his shorts and pointed his huge erection at my face. I looked at the mantle clock. There was half an hour left till dinner. 

I leaned forward and took his balls in my hand. He pushed forward and my lips parted as I guided his cock into my mouth. As my tongue ran along the underside of that piece of man meat he asked me if I wanted to make a movie.



Home Movie Adventure



At the knock of the door I gave a little involuntary shiver of anticipation, and my cock began to stir. This should be the couple I'd been exchanging e-mails with, and we had a nasty scenario planned for the afternoon. 

Let me explain. I placed an add on a web site several weeks prior, indicating I liked to film homemade porno and was willing to film or participate in almost anything. She contacted me 2 weeks later, and told me she had a fantasy of fucking a guy in the ass with a big, strap-on dildo while the lucky guy sucked a load from her husband's hard cock. He was bi-curious and loved giving anal. She didn't get any pleasure from it, but wanted to learn to enjoy it. Anal sex had become an obsession for the both of them, and my ad had indicated I loved getting filled. Was I interested?

Was I interested?! I've always had an incredibly strong sex drive and would masturbate several times a day to relieve the pressure, even when I was married and having sex 2 or 3 times an evening with my wife. When I discovered I loved her dildo up my ass and had thunderous orgasms when I did that, she said I was a pervert and divorced me.

I now sought discrete encounters with others so inclined, and participated eagerly whenever possible. I was thrilled to help fulfill their fantasy and eager to get thoroughly fucked! I responded enthusiastically, and inquired exactly what they had in mind? 

I nearly blew a load in my shorts from the response I opened that evening. The e-mail was from both of them, and they indicated they read my profile and saw I liked making "home movies". Was I interested in performing a porno script they would write? 

At once I responded that would be an incredible turn-on, and was excited to see the script. I was disappointed when I didn't get a return e-mail the next day, but immediately got hard the following day when I logged on and saw the mail icon. She apologized for not responding sooner, but they had been working on the script and the scenario got them soooo hot they kept stopping to fuck! She said her name was Dana, and included a pic of a sweet, trim lady with firm little breasts licking a beautiful swollen cock with a huge head. I shivered in anticipation as I envisioned that 9" monster sliding into my hot little ass! She wanted to know my e-mail address so she could attach the script and we could coordinate the porno shoot easier. She said they both were eager to see some of the videos I had put together.

I responded at once, and was rewarded that evening with an e-mail and the anticipated Word attachment. Their scenario was so hot I stroked my cock and quickly shot warm, sticky streams of cum across my chest. We exchanged several more e-mails in the following days, and now they were here!

I turned the camera on (it was pre-positioned to accommodate the first scene, their entrance) and opened the door in my robe. She was dressed in a severe business suit and carried a briefcase (I knew from the script it was full of dildos and other anal toys). She was trim and very attractive in her masculine attire, and Tom was standing next to her in slacks and an open shirt. I greeted them, and she introduced themselves as sales representatives for a line of adult products they would like to show me if I was interested.

I responded I was very interested, particularly from such attractive salespersons, and invited them in. We cut scene 1, and I remarked they were hotter in person than in the pics they had sent me. She replied she couldn't believe how young I looked and they were eager to begin. We changed the camera position to focus on the sofa, and moved into scene 2.

As I turned the camera back on, they sat down at the sofa and she placed her briefcase on the table. "You're a willing adult and won't be offending by viewing sex toys or a demonstration of our products?" she inquired. 

I was still standing and slowly dropped my robe to reveal a trim body wearing only a tight g-string. She gasped as I slowly turned for their benefit (and the camera), and hoarsely whispered, "Oh, you are hot!" 

Tom had a big grin on his face as he remarked, "His ass is almost as nice as yours, Dana. Do you think he knows what to do with it?"

I sunk to the carpet as she smiled and opened the briefcase revealing dildos and butt plugs of all shapes and sizes. "Do you see anything you like?" she inquired with a sexy smile. 

I crawled towards her provocatively, swaying my ass for the camera. On my hands and knees in front of them, I gave a quick appraisal of the tools before me. With a slight frown, I replied, "You know they all look delicious, but I don't see what I expected."

Rising to her feet with her crotch just inches from my face, she replied, "I do have one special additional product, would you like to see it?"

Eyes sparkling and with a lewd lick of my lips for the camera I silently nodded affirmatively as her slender fingers found the zipper of her pants. Slowly she lowered the zipper, and a 12-inch, veined dildo flopped lewdly from its constraint. "Yes, that's what I had in mind!" I exclaimed as I took the massive rubber cock into my moist mouth. As I licked the realistic cock-head and began to bob up and down at her crotch, I heard Tom groan and the unmistakable sound of his zipper freeing his throbbing penis. 

My eyes widened as I watched this magnificent pecker pulse and grow as he stroked it softly. "My cock isn't as big as hers, " he remarked, "but I can give you something she can't!" he teased as he waved the turgid tool wickedly in invitation. 

I let the cold rubber strap-on slide from my mouth, and like a bitch in heat I crawled eagerly to my reward. It was already beginning to leak pre-cum from the swollen purple head, and I licked a drop of its sweet nectar from the slit for the camera. He groaned in delight as my hot mouth engulfed its pulsating length deep down my throat.

I marveled, as always, at the silky smoothness and warmth of the live, throbbing sliding in and out of my mouth. Tom pulled it out as it began to swell larger, and he exclaimed, "I don't want to cum yet. Do you want me inside of you?" 

I nodded my head and whimpered in wanton lust "Please fuck me with that big fucking dick!" I felt the cold lubricant pouring onto my ass-crack as Dana prepared me for her husband's throbbing pole. I sighed in delight as first one slender finger probed my hot hole, then another joined to stretch me and prepare me for the pulsating cock now teasing for entrance to its dark, warm chamber.

"Oh yes, shove it deeper, " I groaned wantonly as it slipped past my protesting sphincter. I heard him gasp as I thrust to engulf the monster deep in my bowels, and he slowly began to work the big tool in and out of my quivering nether passage. He grabbed my cheeks and began to hump my helpless hole, pounding and pistoning in and out as I rocked back and forth to meet his thrusts.

As her husband wildly fucked me on all fours, Dana quickly removed her clothes, dropped to her stomach in front of me, and lewdly presented her tight little ass to me. She looked over her shoulder at me, with excitement in her eyes and anticipation written across her face. 

"You know what I want!" she declared as she cupped the back of my head and pulled my face into the treasure winking from between the luscious globes. She gasped in delight as my tongue probed and penetrated her sweet little butt-hole, sliding in and out of the entrance as she began to whimper uncontrollably.

She cried out in delight as my tongue shifted to her swollen clit. Dana howled in ecstasy as I gently nibbled the tender bud and she gushed a sweet flood of delicious nectar into my face as she exploded in a thunderous orgasm. As I licked and slurped at her juice, she bucked wildly and humped first ass hole then pussy to meet my relentless tongue.

Tom couldn't stand it anymore, and I felt him pull out of my disappointed butt and move to position his swollen prick to my eager mouth. I grabbed the turgid cock as it exploded in my face and sent thick jets of hot spunk into my waiting mouth. I slurped and licked at the head lewdly for the camera, and marveled at the amount of sticky sperm flooding my face. I grinned for the camera and winked wickedly in my best porn-whore imitation as the magnificent penis softened in my moist mouth. 

Dana joined me at his cock, alternately licking the juice still dripping from its slit and licking globs of sperm from my cheeks and forehead. We exchanged a nasty French kiss for the camera, tongues flashing and sperm dripping from both of our mouths.

She flipped me onto my back, and positioned her huge strap-on at my eager hole. "Ready for scene 3?" she inquired. 



Home Movie Ch. 2



Sequel to Home Movie.

I met Jody in the coffee shop for our usual afternoon lunch break. As always it was busy, but we always managed to find the same two-seater table in the corner that we sit at, as if the other regulars respected it as our place.

Jody had always been my best friend since high school and it was fair to say we also shared some intimate moments together too in a girly kind of way. It was not a lesbian type of relationship in our opinion, just intimate, sensual and loving. We had the ability to separate ourselves as lovers and be just friends when we had to.

"You look tired Louise. What are you and Jason up to at night?" she asked. "I hope whatever it is, you are enjoying it."

"If I told you what our latest 'thing' was you would probably hate me." I told her. She was broadminded. We both were, but I had wasn't sure how I could explain our new home movie fetish.

"Go on, tell me what it is you two are doing?"

I sipped my coffee and thought for a few moments. Then I found the courage to explain what Jason and I had discovered. The strangely erotic force that touched our lives through the video camera. Jody listened intently and seemingly unmoved at first as I described the scenes that we created, playing to the camera and then for our own gratification, re-played back to ourselves.

"You make porno movies?" she asked. "My God!"

"Well, they are I suppose porno movies. But only we see them." I explained. "You see we make them just for ourselves. The camera becomes like a sex toy. It's as if we are performing to an unseen audience that doesn't really exist through that camera. But at the same time it records our performances, watches what we do. Then we play it all back when we want, just to ourselves, nobody else."

"It still sounds weird."

"Yes, exactly how I felt about it the first time. Like, this is so weird. But it isn't weird at all. Because what we found through doing it that way was a very erotic form of role-play."

"Oh come on Louise! Next you will be telling me you actually play act in front of the camera?"

"Yes, we do. Jason actually writes the scenes. Not dialogue, but what we do. The dialogue is up to us at the time. There is very little of it anyway."

"I can imagine." Jody laughed. "You lie there screaming, crying out for him to fuck you stupid? And, oh yes, he moans telling you that he loves you and stuff like that."

Jody reacted exactly as I expected her to. She ridiculed our method, finding that weirdness within it all so entertaining as a kind of joke. I did not counter her thoughts on the subject. She simply asked and I told her the facts.

"You should try it." I told her. She grinned and sat back drinking her coffee. I could see that she was thinking about it. "You watch porn don't you?"

"Yes. But..."

"No buts, Jody. You actually get some pleasure from watching it. Then all Jason and I do is find the pleasure behind the making of it. It is a very powerful erotic experience."

"I can understand that."

"Then why not try it?"

"OK, so how?" she asked.

"Join us one evening. Be there and watch. Perhaps hold the camera."

"You mean that? You are inviting me?"

"Of course."

I never thought for one moment that Jody would take up the offer. But she did. It took a few days for her to think it over and gradually she saw the opportunity to actually become part of something she really wanted to share, deep inside. Jason agreed, as I knew he would do. This would give him extra pleasure, because I knew exactly how he thought. And being Jody and no other stranger, it had a certain appeal to me personally. Jason, knew how Jody and I felt about each other. And it was his desire deep inside to set up a threesome. 

We set things up for that first time in a way that it would help Jody relax. We invited her for dinner as usual, only this time instead of just idle chat about this and that, we settled down in the lounge, to play our special video. 

I sat close beside her, watching her reactions. She began to giggle nervously and just to make her feel easier about it I laughed along with her. 

"This is good," she whispered to me. "You two are very good. It's very sexy to watch I must say."

"See I told you. Anyone can do it."

Jason sat in a chair across the room and smiled at us both. "Jody, what do you think of Louise in porno? A natural or what?" he asked.

"She's good and so are you. You can tell that you both learned something from watching this type of stuff."

"Thing is, we needed a roving camera to add that little extra."

"Yes, you can tell it's a home made movie." Jody replied with a smile.

"Does it make you feel horny watching me and Jason?" I asked her.

"A little."

"Why not let him take some photographs of us together. Show him how we both feel about each other?"

At first she hesitated. Jason got out his pentax camera and sat waiting as the video still played on the tv. Jody and I began to snuggle up close and then slowly started kissing. He started taking shots of us, moving in closer after each click. "Great you two keep it going, give me some action."

It was not long before Jody was into the scene that we created there and then on the couch, as I pulled down her panties from beneath her skirt. Then I slowly opened the ties on her dress to reveal her magnificent un-cosseted breasts, kissing her nipples into erection and biting them gently. Jason kept on photographing each move and giving his advice, which we took no notice of, as we both knew what we wanted. Eventually we were naked on the couch and I got her to open her thighs wide so that I could show him for the first time how I could pleasure woman just as good as he could. 

"Fuck, this is so hot!" he called out as he came closer with the camera, focusing on my tongue lapping Jody's gorgeous wet pussy. The taste was exquisite as usual and I was so absorbed in my actions, I could completely ignore him being there.

Jason took shots of her face contorted by the orgasm that I was giving her. "Oh yes! Fuck me hard Louise with that tongue. Oh Yes, oh yes!" I heard her cry out as she released herself over my lips with a warm gush of sweet juice. Just doing it to her made me so wet myself and we changed positions so that she could eat me in return. Jason was in his element and his finger seemed to slow down on the shutter release as he became so engrossed by what was happening. "I want to join you two," he said. "No no no, you keep taking the pictures darling. This is just me and Jody for now." I told him. That seemed to bring him back to his senses as he continued shooting us. 

I could feel her tongue rasping deep into my pussy, licking against my clit each move it made. With a little help of my finger I was able to control the intensity of my impending orgasm. "OK Jody, suck on my clit. Make me have it baby." I requested. At that, she placed her lips over my clit and sucked it gently, knowing how much I liked that. Then I released. Lacquering her face with everything I had, she eased her actions upon me, licking my soaking lips. Jason had photographed it all sparingly, using up every frame of film in the camera to the end.

"You two were just fantastic. There are some great shots here," he explained. Jody and I were too involved in kissing each other passionately, tasting and licking up our juices from around each other's mouths. "You can both stop now." "Jason! Just leave it." I told him. Our session was not quite complete as far as Jody and I were concerned. "Get the bedroom prepared for the video shoot, there's a good boy."

I poured both of us some wine and we chatted for a while. "Louise, I'm still not sure about doing this," she told me. "Look, if you still feel uncomfortable we can let it stop here." "No. I want to do it. But I'm not comfortable with Jason. I mean he's fine and I do sort of fancy him sexually as I have admitted to you before, but it feels strange you being around also because you know how much I love you." "Well. Just relax. I don't mind sharing him." I reassured her. "Honest?" "Cross my heart." 

I explained to her how nervous it makes you feel at first, but it was not all nerves due to the first time experience. The thought of what you were doing made you feel high also. It was a mixture of emotions until the real erotic emotion took over like a mad rush as the adrenalin pounded through your veins.

Jody was ready for her first porno flick. Jason called us into the bedroom and I introduced her to the equipment. "Very simple," I explained. "The camera, the bed and Jason. All you do is relax and let Jason lead you into the whole scenario." She looked at him lying waiting with his arms folded behind his head. "You will soon feel relaxed," he told her. "I'll make sure of that, don't you worry."

I took the camera and followed them through it. Jody lay beside him totally naked and he kissed and cuddled her for a while. He encouraged her to touch him through his tight underpants, running her hand over the material and making him harder. I zoomed in on both them and her hand, as she slowly put it inside the waistband and touched him. I could see that she was getting excited feeling his hard cock against her fingertips. I zoomed in on both their faces capturing their expressions of lust. I was even getting more and more horny myself just being in control of the camera.

Jody pulled his cock free and Jason slowly pushed her lips closer and closer to him. "Suck him." I said. "Go ahead, taste his cock for me." She did exactly as I told her, lapping his swollen glans like it was a popsicle in her favourite flavour. "Oh yes! That feels good. Jody you are so good at this." Jason moaned as she began to suck it into her gorgeous lips. I could see that he was getting over excited and got them both to switch. I did not want him to shoot his load quite so soon.

She lay back with her legs spread wide, her pussy lips already glistening with her succulent juices. Jason went down on her; spreading her lips open wide and he licked her out as I zoomed in close to catch the action. The air filled with her scent, which drove me wild, but I had to stay in control to catch every moment on tape. "Oh that's really awesome." I told them. "Oh fuck! This is so fantastic." I moved in onto her face, looking into the camera as she gasped and licked her lips. Then down onto her hands smoothing over her nipples, bringing on the orgasm more intense. The sound of her moaning and the lapping of his tongue just added the sound effects I wanted. "Fuck her with your tongue baby...Mmmmm...fuck her hard....real hard...oh yes!"

Suddenly she released her gush over his face. A torrent of love juice spewed out from her pussy and Jason drank what he could. Her screams of ecstasy filled the room and I began to feel myself cumming with just taping it as it happened. It was surely one of my most erotic experiences yet. And without any prompting, Jody switched onto his cock and blew him to oblivion using her mouth, tongue and fingers. His hot stream of cum shot over my head, nearly hitting the camera, onto my shoulders as I captured that significant moment.

To help me gain some relief I turned off the camera and let him fuck me whilst Jody watched on, bringing herself to another climax.

Later, we rolled back the tape and sat watching our efforts. The three of us sat gazing at the tv screen mesmerised by what we had achieved. There was no doubt that we had more adventures yet to come on another date with the video camera.

The end (for now). 



Home Movie Ch 4.



We had accumulated over seven hours of video footage during the many weeks that we experimented. Sex without the threesome experience became boring and the camera became a kind of sex toy and we even regarded it as a fourth partner, the voyeur.

The three of us became more and more adventurous, doing actual role-play situations like real actors. I wrote up the scenarios and we acted them out exactly as they were meant to be. Even Jody became an expert at using the camera, calling the shots and directing Jason and I in doing things.

One night she had this idea. We bought in lots of squirty cream and chocolate. We laid down a blanket and she told me Jason and I to get naked and just cover our bodies with the stuff as she followed us through it, rubbing the melted chocolate into our skin and then mixing in the cream. Once we had covered ourselves from head to toe we fucked. We had never done anything like it before and it felt different and quite pleasant.

Afterwards I demanded that she put down the camera and then pulled her towards us as we stripped her and sloshed her with the remaining cream and chocolate. Jason concentrated on her breasts as I opened her up to let the chocolate ooze in between her pussy lips, smoothing and spreading it with cream. The taste of warm wet pussy and the sticky mixture was totally amazing. And then Jason followed by recording us in the shower using the tripod so that he could get in on the act, fingering us both into a frenzied orgasmic climax.

At breakfast one morning, whilst reading the newspaper, I looked over my spectacles at Jason. "That's it!" he called out, pointing at me with his finger. "A new location." "Excuse me?" "You and me. The boss and the secretary thing. We can record it in an office. We can use the office at the leisure centre like you said." "That was only a suggestion. It might be difficult." I explained. "I don't care. You have to try to get us in somehow."

An element of risk had now entered our plots. Using an actual location that was almost public was stretching things to the limits. Planning it was not as difficult as I thought.

I hired the meeting room at the centre for an assumed private meeting at a certain time in the day. I arrived first to take the room with a briefcase loaded with table furnishings and a laptop. Then Jody followed with the video camera later. And it was then we discovered that the door did not lock, so anyone could walk in whilst we were recording our scene. But we soon got around that problem by putting a sign on the door saying; do not disturb under any circumstances.

The scene was set as Jason arrived. He sat behind the desk pretending to work and talk on the cell phone. Then I came into scene as the bespectacled sexy secretary as Jody recorded. Jason looked at me and winked, still speaking on the phone and I started to massage his shoulders dutifully. He swivelled on the chair allowing me to sit on his lap where he then began to run his hand up my thighs. Jody zoomed in close, focusing on his hand hitching up my skirt and his fingers rubbing against my already damp panties. We were still aware that someone could burst in at anytime ignoring the sign on the door. The thought of it made me feel even hornier and I was already starting to feel the rush before we even got started.

As his fingers slipped underneath the cotton of my panties, playing within the wet folds of my pussy I unbuttoned my blouse then lifted one cup of my bra so that he could use his tongue on my nipple. I was so excited I began to make a lot of noise and Jody waved at me to tone things down, which was totally impossible as Jason had his finger on my clit, rubbing it like mad as he sucked on my nipple sending me into a state of wild ecstasy. "Ok, enough! Suck his cock!" Jody commanded. With no hesitation I slipped between his legs and started to unfasten his trousers when a knock on the door made us all jump. "Don't come in!" 

A voice outside asked us if everything was okay. Jody called back with a very firm "yes" and we waited for a moment until they left. "Damn!" Jason called out. "I've lost it." "What have you lost?" I asked him. "My fucking hard-on." "It's ok, it'll come back."

We resumed our scene and I unfastened his trousers once again. He really had lost it and I had to rub him back up with my hand, which Jody thought was a good effect. Once he was hard I began to suck and lick him until he began to ooze with pre-cum, sweet and yet so salty on my tongue, playing to the camera as she zoomed in on my bespectacled face. "Loose the specs Louise!" Jody requested. "No! I like it." Jason replied. So the blowjob with specs remained until I took him to his limit and had to stop for a while. It was difficult to see things as I only used the spectacles for reading and writing purposes.

Next, Jody had to get into a position to record the next piece of the action. Jason cleared the table of its furnishings and forced me onto it. Lying under his dominance he pulled away my panties and spread my legs apart. Jody zoomed in on his cock sliding into me, forcing my lips apart and then the action of him fucking me really deep and hard, using his thumb on my clit. After a few thrusts I started to reach my peak, gripping my breasts and screaming out full pitch. Only this time we did not care how much noise was being made. This was the high point of the whole thing as Jason slid out and using his hand, covered me with his hot sticky spunk, wave after wave. I was covered in it by the time he had finished cumming. My navel was completely lacquered as I ran my fingers through it whilst I was calming down. "That is a lot of jizz." Jody said, zooming in close to my cum soaked fingers. "How did you make so much this time?" "I stored it all up just for tonight." he replied, grinning proudly about his magnificent efforts. "Why not help clean it up?" I asked her. Without hesitation, she put down the camera and started to lick at my navel, consuming as much of the tacky spunk as she could while I sucked it from my fingers. "Don't stop! Lick my pussy. Please!"

Jody did exactly what I wanted her to do. I was ready to cum again and again. And she certainly made a meal of my pulsating clit, sucking on it gently yet so vigorously making me peak once more while Jason picked up the camera to record the extra performance. 

"Hold on!" Jody grabbed the camera. "I need another angle." "On what?" Jason asked. "The part where you fuck her. I need a different position." I leaned up on my arms. "What now?"

She gave us time to re-set the scene and to allow Jason to fully recover so that he could get a really hard stiffy, which didn't seem to be working. Jody looked at me and asked; "May I?" I knew what she was thinking.

With one push of her hand, Jason sat back into his chair and she opened up his trousers, taking his semi hard cock in her hand. He did not resist the attention she gave him and he allowed her to suck him until he was fully erect. Then it was all systems go for the alternative position she wanted.

Jason pushed me forwards over the table, reaching up my skirt; he pulled on my panties until they were half way down my thighs. Jody followed his finger probing the entrance to my anus as he held my buttocks apart. His finger slowly moved on and he inserted it into me before parting my sticky wet lips to take a close up shot of my wide-open vagina. He then took his hard cock and rubbed it up against my lips before slowly thrusting it in. "Much more graphic." She said. "I think this one is the best." I on the other hand just relaxed, and enjoyed the feelings, gripping the edge of tabletop as he fucked the life out of me once more. This time it was slower and I could ride my orgasm much longer than the first time before he trickled his cum over my buttocks. "That would have been good if you had cum more." Jody said. "I'm not fucking superman!" Jason replied, still riding through his orgasm.

We edited the tape later and decided to add appropriate music over our various commentaries, leaving the moans and groans fully audible for effect. The thing was, we were getting really better and better at making these movies, they were good enough to submit as professional material. But they were not for public viewing under any circumstances.

The End (for now).



Home Movie. Ch3.



Something happened. For days I tried to contact Jody after that night we made the first video shoot together. I realised that she was avoiding me and she began to feel guilty about what happened. And in a way we forced her into it, not knowing that deep inside she would regret it.

I felt depressed about her not wanting to talk to us. Jason however, did not seem to be bothered that Jody had taken things badly. He made prints of the photo session he did before I taped them together. He seemed more interested in how he had captured the moments in black and white and kept pushing the prints to me.

"Look at this one. See the skin tones of both your bodies," he said. I took the print and looked at it and all that I could think of was Jody and how much I was missing her. "We have to try the video on black and white next time."

"There might not be a next time." I answered. 

"Yes there will. She loved it. Look at her in this print. She enjoyed every single second."

"No Jason!" I snapped at him, throwing the photograph across the room. "Don't you fucking understand what has happened here?"

"What?"

"Jody didn't want to do it. The whole thing was a stupid mistake."



Jason tried to explain to me that the video was just between the three of us and nobody else. But that was not the problem Jody had. After tracking her down eventually at her work place we had a chat. She felt guilty about letting Jason do things to her and her to him. I told her that it didn't matter and that I was in full support of everything, which made her, feel better.

A week later the three of us went on a picnic into the moorlands. It was a hot summers day and the only intentions on my mind was to just enjoy the sunshine and warm weather. Jason had something else in mind, as we found a quiet meadow miles from any town or village. There was just the three of us, beneath a tree, eating and drinking wine. Jason watched Jody and I chatting and having fun. He had agreed not to drink in order to drive us back to the city so that we could share most of the wine together.

"You know what?" he began. "Seeing you two together like that gives me a great idea. Why not take this further? Play around with each other, perhaps a little more intimate body contact?"

"What are you suggesting Jason?" I asked him.

"You know what I mean. Get naked and have some fun in the great outdoors." He pointed the video camera at us. "Sounds a good idea to me."

"I thought I told you. No more." 

"Did you? When?"

I reached over to him and pushed the camera away. "Enough is enough!" I told him. He grinned at me and then looked at Jody.

"That isn't what I was led to believe." He replied. I turned to look at her and saw her returning his grin. "Jody and I had a little talk before. It seems there is a change of heart on this."

"Is that right Jody?" I asked her.

"He wants me to undress you," she replied. "I thought it was a good idea."

"Wait a minute! Hold on! You agreed?"

"Yes."

"But he wants to tape us. I thought you didn't want that anymore?"

"Well, maybe I changed my mind," she said. "He explained what he wanted us, or me to do to you. I liked the idea."

"You two actually planned this?"

"Yes," he said, pointing the camera at us both again. "A lesbian rape scene."

"No way!"



No sooner had I disagreed, Jody jumped on me, pinning me to the ground. I looked up at her face and that expression that I had never seen before. She meant this to happen and she was enjoying the fact that she was in a dominant position over me. 

"Ok, do it!" Jason cried out. With that Jody grabbed my body top at the neckline, and with one tug tore it apart. My breasts were exposed and she pinned me down even harder licking my nipples in turn and playing to the camera. I struggled at first and then resigned to it. I began to enjoy it. Her tongue and lips lifting my nipples with the dampness in the cool air making them peak. 

She sat up across my thighs and unfastened my shorts. Her fingers began to reach into my panties and over my mound. I looked up at her as she probed her fingers between my barely dampened lips, seeking out my love bud, which she touched gently, making me jerk. "That's it Louise, get nice and wet for me," she whispered.

Because roughness was part of the theme, I played along with it as much as I could, but most of the emotion was real feelings to me. She pulled away both my shorts and panties quickly, freeing them from my legs. I had never known Jody to actually take on such a dominant role before during our past sexual activities. There had always been an equal gentleness between us.

Spreading my thighs, she went down on me. And I looked up at the camera showing my feelings, moaning and licking my lips truly loving her ministrations as she dug her tongue deep into my pussy and licked my clit in a way that I always enjoyed. Jason zoomed in on the action and I put my fingers on either side of my lips, opening myself wider so that nothing was hidden. I tried to hold back as much as I could, but my orgasm soon reached it peak, forcing me to release and lacquering her lips with my juices.



"You know something?" Jason began. "You two really do give me some great female cum shots. That's unusual sometimes, especially in the studios when I used to film this stuff."

What he did not realise was, this stuff was more supercharged with raw emotion. Neither Jody nor I was used to doing it. We were pure amateurs and this was for real feeling we had for each other.

After a while, and a few more of those cumming moments later, we rested. Jody was still fully clothed, and I was the only one naked. We shared more of the wine and I watched the tape as I ran the whole thing back. 

"Why don't you two get naked so I can tape you?" I suggested. "I have the camera and it's my turn to do some directing."

"What would you want us to do?" Jason asked.

"Fuck her like there's no tomorrow." I said. Jody began to laugh but I was serious. "Do it!"

"I have a better idea first." Jason said, raising his hand.

"Ok, what's that?"

"Get her to strip."

"Wait a minute! I can't strip to save my life." Jody replied.

"Yes you can. I watched you do it once, remember." I reminded her.

"That was fooling around."

"So is this." Jason said. "Just fooling around for the camera and us three."

"In the open air?"

"What is the difference? We are all alone here. There is nobody around for miles." I said. With that she stood up and looked at me pointing the lens at her. "You look good Jody. Now, show us what you can do."

Without music or rhythm, she looked awkward but like me, I knew she was playing a tune in her mind, which helped a little. She swayed and opened her dress, slipping out of it with grace leaving her with just her underwear. I could see Jason enjoying the tease of it all and pointed the camera at him almost drooling before switching back to Jody removing her bra.

In an articulate way she used the tree as a prop, gently rubbing up against the rough bark, which must have been a little harsh. Then teased off her panties, throwing them into Jason's' eagerly awaiting face so that he could savour her sweet aroma. 

"Oh God! My cock is going into seizure!" he shouted. That comment made me start to laugh and I had to stop taping.

"Now it's your turn Mister Luvaluva." I told him.

"What?"

"Strip for the girls. Go on, do it!" I pointed the camera at him and it was totally clear that he had no idea what to do about stripping with style. But still, he looked good through that viewer as I zoomed in on his cock as it almost leaped from his shorts. 

Jason was well blessed in the cock department. It stood proud when he was fully erect and it was embossed by the grandest patern of veins. It's dark pink head shon in the sunlight, beaming down on us as he wiggled it for the camera. I was tempted to lay down the camera and just suck on him. 

"I bet you know how to use that beast on Jody?" I asked. He began to stroke it between his fingers, pressing on the glans in that tantalising way that he did when wanking it off for me. Pre?cum began to gather around its tiny lips and I zoomed in closer and closer.

"You fucking love this don't you Louise?" he whispered.

"Save it." I turned to Jody, leaning against the tree watching. Her breasts heaved with the heavy breathing and with her fingers touching herself gently on her mound, she was slowly satisfying herself. "Are you ready for his cock now?" 

There was no need to ask. I started taping as Jason put his arms around her waist and they both started to kiss so hot and passionate, leaning up against the tree. I suddenly realised something that touched me for that moment in time. He was going to enter her. Put his cock, that I adored so much into the pussy that I also admired so much. There was a certain feeling about it. Not jealousy, but something I could and still cannot explain today.

I zoomed in as he pressed into her lips. Then onto her face as she gasped with its size. And then they fucked. His buttocks clenched as he thrust and thrust, making her cry out. I wanted to feel it too.

"Make it last. Don't cum to fast." I told him. "Let her reach orgasm." But my words became oblivious to both of them as they became rapt in their own state of ecstasy. Soon Jason pulled out at the point of no return and let his spunk fly in three heavy thick waves over her navel. 

"How was that for a cum shot?" he asked. I was still taping and wondering if Jody had reached her peak. It was obvious that he had as he stepped back holding his cock and leaving his gift. And then I moved in to follow the trails of spunk dripping down her smooth skin towards her mound and mingling in with the finely shaven hair.

I looked up at Jody. "Are you ok?" I asked. She smiled at me.

"Yes. Thank you Louise."

"My pleasure. It was wonderful." But it wasn't. The whole thing seemed too fast and so clinical. There was no great emotion between them and only lust in its most powerful form had shown through.

Later that evening Jason and I shared a bottle of wine and we looked at the tape on tv. We were both too drunk to do anything that the vision could stir within us. I noticed the lack of emotion between him and Jody.

"Can I ask you something?" 

"Sure, fire away," he said.

"Do you feel anything for her?"

"Jody? Not really. She is your lover not mine. I respect that. I just enjoy her company and if I may say so after today, her tight wet pussy."

I looked at him. I could not work out what to think about his comment, only that it was his way of being truthful and honest. And the fact that it seemed the threesome we had did not really endanger the love I had for both of them so far.

The End (for now). 



Home Movie Has Added Benefits



I have been very fortunate that in our over 26 years of marriage our sex life has always been great. I had always liked sex before my marriage but it now was something that I really enjoyed and eagerly looked forward to. I have to give my husband all the credit for this. He has a great sex drive. I'm sure that during our first years we made love every day. Since that time we have cooled down to just four to five times a week.

Ours was a gradual build up as we experimented with new and different things. I have to admit that I was the more experienced partner in our relationship. I never let hubby know, but what was new to us I had already done that before. 

Now don't go jumping to conclusions about me, all that I did I did before I was married.

I've been loyal to him since we were married, in fact I've become somewhat of a prude.

After we had introduced oral and anal sex into our repertoire, we started to play all sorts of games to add spice our sex life. We got into watching porn movies for a time. Hubby always enjoyed them more than I did, but then I didn't look away either. We always ended up having fantastic sex either during and after watching a movie. 

I guess it was natural that hubby started to kid me about having a big cock or a threesome after watching a movie. I had to admit that the thought of it did turn me on, but I wouldn't admit that to hubby. Hubby was not small, maybe seven inches, but also not the size of the guys in the movies.

During our lovemaking he would start to talk dirty to me asking me if I wouldn't like a big cock or a threesome. It took some time but I eventually was able to talk back to him telling him how much I wanted a big cock, a threesome or whatever he brought up.

It was probably a few years ago when hubby came home with a camcorder. He explained that he had gotten a good deal on it as it was last years model and the price was greatly reduced. He said he would use it to take movies of our son and daughter. I just smiled as I knew better. Our children were pretty well grown up at the time and I knew his plans for the camcorder were much more sinister. 

Ever since we were married hubby has always tried to take pictures of me naked. My big mistake was early on in our marriage, he took me out one evening and got me half drunk. He didn't drink. When he got home he talked me into posing for some nude pictures. Since that time I have given up drinking and have always resisted his attempts to take nude pictures of me. He did manage to get a few over the years and to my chagrin always when I was heavier than I normally was. I guess he liked my increased breast size which at one time swelled to 40D. I'm a more comfortable 36C now, which on my five foot two frame still draws some approving looks from men.

It wasn't long after that he had purchased the camcorder that he said he wanted us to make a porno movie. I told him in no uncertain terms that it was never going to happen. He would mention it off and on, but I resisted any notion of doing one. 

It was Christmas and we were all opening our Christmas gifts around the Christmas tree Christmas morning. We were all done when hubby walked over to me and said, "here you forgot to open this one." It was a small box so I had a good idea of what was in it. As we moved out of our very humble beginnings as a married couple hubby had become very generous in showering me with very nice jewelry on my birthday, anniversary, and Christmas. Hubby also had very good taste in jewelry which I found to be a good thing. I know he had always considered me a trophy wife, and these nice gifts were his way of showing it. 

I opened the box with great anticipation. I opened the box as my eyes got wide and my mouth dropped open. Inside was the most beautiful set of gold and diamond earrings that I had ever seen. I was in shock as the kids came over to look at them. I gave hubby a big kiss and thanked him. He had the receipt in the bottom of the box which was needed for insurance purposes. Again, I couldn't believe how much he had spent on me. I felt very bad in that all I ever could get him was shirts and pants. Hubby had a big collection of guns, coins, knives and his many woodworking tools. All of which I knew nothing about. Later that evening he approached me and asked me to do the porno movie with him. Feeling guilty about my meager Christmas gift to him I gave in and said I do it.

He assured me that it would be for our eyes only. He set up a date for this Saturday night as both the kids were gone. Saturday night arrived and I had a nice big glass of wine to try and relax me. Knowing hubby, I knew he would have this all scripted out.

We started at 7:00. Hubby told me to put on my red lace bra and panties, black garter belt and nylons and high heeled shoes. I put them on and walked into the room. He told me to do a striptease for him. I took off my bra as I danced around, teasing him by not exposing my breasts at first. I released my breasts and shook them at the camera. I unfastened the garter belt and took off my nylons as I danced in my red panties. I turned around and let them slide off my ass as I wiggled my ass at the camera. I slid the panties off and turned around exposing my hairy pussy. I stood there as he circled me taking close ups of my body. I surprised myself in that I was really getting turned on.

Hubby then removed his clothes and moved across the room. He motioned for me to get on all fours and crawl over to him. I did and looked up at him with his erection sticking straight out in my face. I knew what he wanted as I started to stroke his cock and take him into my mouth. I started to bob up and down as I looked up and smiled. In no time I had him down my throat as I bobbed and sucked faster and faster. I felt his body stiffen up as he took his cock out of my mouth and sprayed my face and tits with his cum. He wasn't a big cummer so I had no problem removing his cum from my face and breasts with my fingers and tasting it, smiling into the camera s I did so. All of this he had caught on film

We took a short break and we exchanged kisses as hubby played with my tits and pussy. When we resumed hubby had me laying on the bed, totally naked. He instructed me to play with myself. I began to rub and caress my breasts. I took each one and licked my big, pink nipples. I then moved my hand down to my pussy and started to rub it. I was squirming on the bed as I inserted two fingers into my now wet pussy.

I was moaning with my two fingers inside me when hubby instructed me to get my dildo out. I got my dildo out of the bed stand drawer and slowly started to insert it into my wet pussy. I worked it in and out for awhile, as I moaned. I took out my small anal vibrator and inserted it. I was now thrusting the vibrators in and out of my pussy and ass. I turned both functions up to the highest speed on my pussy vibrator as I started to shake and moan. I grabbed my tit and squeezed it hard as I arched my back as my orgasm raced thru my body. I laid there for a few minutes, breathing hard, recovering from my orgasm.

Hubby then had me move down to the edge of the bed where proceeded to lick my flowing juices. After several minutes hubby had me move back up on the bed. He put the camera on a tripod and mounted me in the missionary position. He inserted his hard cock into my well lubricated pussy. He pumped me full of his cock for several minutes as he lifted my legs onto his shoulders, affording the camera a better view. He then took his cock out of me and moved up along side of me and had me clean off his cock with my mouth.

We took another short break, when we resumed he again put the camera on the tripod and had me get on all fours. He took some time getting close ups of my exposed pussy and ass. Hubby then mounted me and shoved his cock into me in one powerful stroke. He was filling me with long hard strokes as he pulled my hair and had me tell him that I was a slut and needed his cock.

He reached around and grabbed onto my tits and pulled them hard. Between the dirty talk and the rough sex we both exploded in no time with our orgasms. He crawled off of me and took a close up of his cum oozing out of my pussy.

That was the end of our porno movie. Hubby told me he had wanted to take my ass but after cumming twice he wasn't up for it. He told me we would do that in the next movie. I told him there would be no next time. In the months that followed we viewed the movie several times. While it was amateurish, it turned us on as we enjoyed great sex afterwards. As usual hubby kept asking me to do another movie with him. I told him to consider himself lucky that I had done the one movie. 

It had been several months since we had made the porno movie together. Hubby kept asking to make another one but I refused. I had a part time job only working two or three days a week to help with our income. I was at home on my day off when there was a knock at my door. I opened the door to find my neighbor, Pete. I really didn't know Pete very well, hubby and Pete had helped each other out on a few projects and we had spoke casually when he was around me. Pete was a big man, six feet four inches tall and a bachelor. 

Pete was a purchasing agent and in our brief conversations it was apparent that he was a very smart man. I had heard a few stories about him and a few lady friends that he had. I guessed he enjoyed his freedom and his lady friends. 

I invited him in and asked him what he wanted. He told me that he was "just passing by and wanted to show me something" that he thought I might be interested in. I was concerned with environmental issues as I knew Pete was also. I thought he had an environmental issue on a disc in his hand. He handed me a disc and asked me if I would play it. I inserted it into the player and sat down on the couch. It took a little while before the screen lit up. My eyes got wide and my mouth dropped. It said on the title page, "I like big cocks, contact me at 800-555-5555." I looked on in disbelief as I recognized the number to be mine. I didn't have time to react as I was in shock when I saw myself dancing on the screen. I immediately recognized it as the start of my porno movie.

I rushed over and shut the player off. I looked at Pete and said," what's the meaning of this?" Pete just sat there with a big grin on his face. I went over to the player and told him that I was going to destroy the disc. He told me," go ahead, I have plenty of other copies."

I asked him how he had gotten the movie. He just smiles broadly at me and said. "how I got it doesn't matter, what does matter is what I do with it." 

"What do you mean?" I said. He smiled again. I told him that I didn't have allot of money but that I would buy it from him. Again he just smiled and said "I'm not interested in money." "What do you want then?" I asked. He told me to come over to him. I was very upset as I slowly walked over to him. When I was close enough he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I tried to push him away but he was too big and strong as he held me tight. "I know what you want," he said. I looked at him with a puzzled look on my face and asked, "what do I want?" 

He than took my hand and guided it down to his crotch and ran my hand up and down the length of his now bulging erection. My mouth dropped open as I began to realize the size of his erection. Looking down at me Pete kept smiling while guiding my hand along his big, hard erection. I told him that," I would let him have sex with me once in exchange for the discs."

Again he smiled at me and said, "I have something else in mind." I looked at him puzzled and said, "what is it you want?" Still smiling, he said," your going to do for me what you did for your husband in the movie." I was shocked and told him that I would not do it. He said "OK" and started to walk out the door. When he reached the door he turned back to me and said, "I'm sure your pastor and members of your women's club would certainly enjoy the movie." I quick rushed over to the door and said, "OK, I have no choice, I'll do it." Smiling broadly he said, "your going to get that big cock that you always wanted."

I stood there as Pete hovered over me, smiling at me, cupping my butt with his large hands. He looked down, smiling at me. I was being blackmailed to perform what I had done with hubby in our porno movie. I looked at him and asked," how do I know you'll give me back all of the discs if I do this?" Pete smiled at me and said, "I'm a man of my word, and will give you back the discs that I have". I was not happy about my situation but felt that I had no choice but to comply. I looked up at him and told him, "follow me, lets get this over with."

I headed back to the bedroom being very confused and upset. I told him to sit on the chair in the bedroom as I went to my lingerie drawer and pulled out what I need for my striptease.

I went into the bathroom and removed my clothes. I was shaking I was so nervous and upset. I put on my red lace panties and bra. I put on my black garter belt and started to put on my black nylons. I then made a decision that I would do this, but be as passive and disinterested as I could be, hoping it would make him feel guilty about what he was doing. I slipped on my black high heels and stood before the mirror applying my bright red lipstick.

It was like a bolt of lighting had struck me. I blurted out, "that S.O.B., that S.O.B., that S.O.B." I suddenly realized that the only way Pete could have gotten the movie was if hubby had given it to him. I remembered that hubby had been teasing me for some time about getting a big cock or having a threesome. My blood was boiling as I knew hubby was responsible for what was about to happen to me.

I fluffed my hair up and did a 180 degree turnabout in my thinking. If hubby had indeed set me up I was going to make sure that I enjoyed it and got the most out of it. This would be my payback and I was going to enjoy it. One last quick look in the mirror, I took a deep breath and entered the bedroom.

I had a big smile on my face as I saw Pete sitting in the chair. I went over and turned the CD player on and started to dance for him. I smiled at Pete as I gyrated and swayed my hips. I noticed Pete was rubbing his pants. I walked over to him and said, "here let me help you," as I unzipped his pants. In no time I had his cock out as I marveled at his erection, probably eight to ten inches in length. I got up and took a few steps away from him.

I unfastened my bra and teased him not exposing my big breasts for quite some time. When I did expose them I realized my nipples were rock hard and sticking out very nicely. I walked over to him and pushed my breasts into his face. He wanted to suck on them but I quickly backed up so he couldn't. I unfastened my garter belt and removed it as well as my nylons, I looked over at Pete as he was stroking his big cock. I then realized that his cock was so much larger then when I first had seen it. I swallowed hard as I had never seen such a huge cock. 

I stood before Pete in only my panty clad ass. I was hoping he liked hairy women as I don't shave. I slowly worked my red lace panties off and stood before him totally naked.

I told him that he should remove his clothes also. He stripped them off in a flash.

I continued to dance as Pete sat back down on the chair, also totally naked. He was stroking that huge cock of his when I went over to him and sat on his lap. I was careful to make sure that I wedged his cock between my pussy and his stomach. I started to grind up and down, rubbing his cock with my pussy. I would let him suck on my nipples for a little while, making sure he was never in a position to enter me. I could tell he wanted me so I got up and went over and laid down on the bed.

I spread my legs wide in front of him as I started to gently rub my outer lips. I could feel that I was already very wet. I inserted one finger, than a second finger into my wet pussy. I lifted my legs up, bending then at the knees so he had a very good view of my wet pussy and finger action.

I then took out my large 8" vibrator and proceeded to teasingly slowly suck on it, as if I was giving it a blow job. I could see Pete was stroking his cock faster and faster. I got off the bed and crawled over to him as I looked up smiling at him. 

I took his cock in my hand and started to slide my hand up and down the length of it. I kissed up and down the length of it and gently took one of his balls in my mouth and started to suck on it. I did the same with his other ball as I continued to slide my hand up and down his cock. I heard him let out a moan. 

I went back up to his big mushroom shaped head and slowly wrapped my hot wet lips around his cock and started to suck on it. I really had to stretch my mouth wide open to take his size into my mouth. I started to bob up and down, gradually taking more and more of him into my stretched out mouth. I felt him hit the back of my throat as I gagged. 

I had developed a steady pace, bobbing up and down, gradually working more and more of his big cock down my throat. I sucked harder and started to bob faster and faster, all the time stroking his cock with my hand. I reached down and started to play with his balls when I felt him tighten up. He grabbed my head and held me down as far on his cock as I could go as his first stream of hot cum shot deep down my throat. 

He kept cumming and cumming as I swallowed as fast as I could. It was too much as his hot sweet cum was running out my mouth down on to my tits. I continued to swallow and suck until he finally quit squirting. I looked up at him and smiled as I got back on the bed. 

I picked up my vibrator and resumed my slow mock blow job on it. I then inserted it into my dripping wet pussy. I slowly worked it in and out. I took my small anal vibrator and inserted it in my ass. I turned both switches on the vibrator on. I was so aroused that in no time my body was shaking as I squirmed all over the bed. 

I was soon gasping for air, moaning loudly as I knew I couldn't hold out any longer. I arched my back and let out a scream, AAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWW, as my orgasm raced thru my body. I grabbed my tit and squeezed it hard as I closed my legs around the vibrator and held it fast inside me. I was thrashing around on the bed, gasping for air for a few minutes before I finally was able to recover from my orgasm.

I laid there when I felt Pete grab my legs and pull me down to the edge of the bed. He buried his face in my oozing pussy and eagerly lapped up my love juices. His tongue was so long it felt like I had a small cock inside me. I ran my fingers thru his hair as he continued to lick me clean. His hand found my clit and started to gently rub it. I knew I wouldn't last long if he kept this up.

I slid back up on the bed and smiled at Pete saying, "I'm ready for you now." I noticed that he had fully recovered from my blow job and was as large as ever. I spread my legs and told him to, "go slow." He crawled up over me as his large frame loomed over me. I felt him at my entrance as I reached down to guide him in. I felt him start to slowly enter me. He gradually started to inch his way deeper and deeper into me.

Hubby is not small, 7", and thick, but Pete was much larger. I felt as he started to fill and stretch me out. I threw my head back closed my eyes and bit my lip as I let out a gasp. Pete was starting a slow and steady rhythm, as his big cock continued deeper and deeper into me. I relaxed my body and was letting out a low moan as I was starting to enjoy the pleasure that Pete's big cock was bringing to me. 

I has opened my eyes as I was enjoying the new sensations that Pete's big cock was bringing to me. I bit my lip again when Pete looked down at me and said I want you from behind. He pulled out of me as I heard a little popping noise as he withdrew from me.




Home Movie Has Added Benefits



I got on all fours and backed over to the edge of the bed so my legs were on the edge of the bed. I felt Pete at my entrance as he once again entered me. He started to take longer deeper strokes as I felt that filling and stretching sensation once again. All at once I let out a yelp as he hit my cervix. He developed a rhythm of long slow powerful thrusts. as I started to moan once again. He slapped my ass a few times which startled me at first. 

He reached around and grabbed my tits, squeezing them hard. He then said." tell me what you are." I looked around puzzled at his question. He asked me again, "tell me what you are." He thrust in deeper into me and squeezed my tits harder. I finally blurted out. "I'm your married slut." He said, "tell me more!" I said, "I'm your married slut who loves your big cock." 

With that he grabbed my hair and said, "don't you forget it either." Pete continued to thrust harder and harder, squeezing my tits as I kept moaning. My body stiffened up. It wasn't long before my second orgasm had me shaking and quivering as my love juices flowed from me. I slumped forward on the bed as Pete continued to pump my pussy with his big cock. Soon he let out a grunt as he shoot his hot cum deep inside me. He kept cumming and cumming as his hot seed ran out my pussy down my leg.

When he had finally finished he pulled out of me and pulled me around facing him. "clean me up slut," he ordered. I licked the length of his cock and balls. It took several minutes of licking and sucking when I finally had him cleaned up.

When I had finally finished cleaning Pete up, I marveled that he was still hard. I told him that I was pretty well spent and couldn't take any more. He smiled at me and said, " stroke it then." I then took my hand and started to stroke it. I found that I could actually fit both my hands around his big cock and used both hands to stroke it. It took several minutes of stroking applying pressure as I stroked when Pete finally released sending a stream of his hot cum all over my face and tits. He kept spraying and spraying my face and tits. 

When he had finished he pulled my head forward to give him one last clean up. I went into the bathroom and took a washcloth and cleaned myself up. I went back into the bedroom and Pete was dressed. He pulled me into his huge arms and gave me a kiss. I kissed him back. I then asked him if he would give the discs back to me. He said, "I will provided I would let him do this again. I looked up at him and said, "no, this was his payment in full." 

He looked at me stunned. He sat down on the bed and pulled me over to him and placed my naked body across his lap. I felt his huge hand come crashing down on my bare ass. "Will you let me do this again?" "NO, I said." Again his hand came crashing down on me with another big smack on my ass. This went on for some time as my ass was on fire from his spanking. I finally said, "Yes, yes, I will."

He lifted me from his lap and smiled at me. Looking down at his pants he noticed a wet spot on them. "looks like someone enjoyed that?" I lowered my head and said, "well, maybe just a little bit."

Pete then told me he would be back and return the discs to me and that he was going to collect his second installment for payment. I smiled at him and said," that's OK, I have a score to settle." We kissed and Pete left the house. I proceeded to get dressed and clean up the mess that Pete and I had made. I had a big smile on my face, as well as a sore mouth and pussy. I smiled realizing just how good Pete's big cock had felt in me.

I had hoped Pete didn't wait too long before he wanted his second installment. I didn't say anything to hubby as I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of him knowing he was right about how much I would enjoy a big cock. I cut hubby off from any sex as payback for what he had done to me. Sometimes it's not always good to get what you wish for. 



Home Movies



My son's girlfriend had been living with us for about a year.  Amy's a nice kid, no raving beauty but cute, 20 years old, about 5'4" with auburn hair. To tell the truth, I hadn't paid much attention to her. Around the house she and my son always wore the same grunge/Goth stuff.  You know, everything black and baggy.

On this weekend my wife, son and Amy had gone to visit her mother leaving me home alone to do my weekend chores. After mowing the yard I came into the house, grabbed a cold beer and headed downstairs to watch some baseball on the big screen TV. Kicking off my raggedy "yard work" tennis shoes, I dropped onto the couch in front of the TV, picked up the remote and hit the power button. Nothing happened – the set was on, but there was no picture. The TV was only a couple months old - I began to cuss. It dawned on me that my son might have changed the settings on the TV as it has a DVD, VCR and X-Box hooked into it, all controlled by a remote control that would confuse a 747 pilot.

I was afraid this would take some concentration so I set my beer down and actually started reading all the descriptions by the buttons on the remote. Finding one labeled "Status" I pressed it and immediately the screen was filled with about 8 lined of information telling me about CATV and Video 1, Video 2, etc.  The one that caught my eye was the line in bright green that said VCR connected/enabled/loaded. The good news was at least I knew the damn thing was working and it appeared the VCR now had "control" of my TV. The bad news was I didn't have a clue how to turn the !@$%@# thing back into a normal old television.

Figuring I'd either have to watch a movie or go upstairs and watch the game on the TV in my bedroom I decided if I could get the VCR to actually play, I'd grab one of my 'private' tapes and watch some porn for a while. Scanning the remote I found a little button that said 'Play' – Eureka!! I'd found it!!! To make sure, I pressed the 'Play' button. Some recording of an old TV soap opera popped up on the screen. I was set.  Trotting upstairs I pulled my favorite porn tape from the collection I kept in my closet and headed back downstairs figuring this would be better than a boring baseball game anyway.

As I turned the corner into the TV room I stopped dead in my tracks and my jaw hit the floor. The image on the 42" High Definition TV wasn't the soap opera; it was Amy naked sucking my son's cock! I immediately recognized that the video had been recorded in their bedroom upstairs and that under all those baggy clothes Amy had a dynamite body. From what I was watching she was also a first class cocksucker too.

The camera had been set at the end of their bed and was looking toward the head of the bed. The view of Amy was from the side so I had a perfect view of her right breast jiggling as she slowly buried her nose in my son's pubic hair and then lifted her mouth up till she was holding just the tip of his cock between her lips. It appeared he took after me as it looked like his cock was about 7 inches long and fairly thick.  My cock had grown to its full 8 ½ inches and was hard as a rock in my shorts.

She was sucking Stan's cock down her throat faster now and was using both hands to massage his balls. My son had gotten into the swing of things and was thrusting his hips up to meet her every down stroke.

My brain finally came to life and I grabbed the remote and found the stop button then looked around to see if anyone else could see the screen.  This was damn dumb as I was the only one in the house and the TV room was in the basement – no windows. OK, maybe I wasn't quite thinking straight.

Sitting down on the couch I dropped my porn tape to the floor, found the rewind button on the remote with one hand and picked up my beer with the other.  While the tape was rewinding I sucked down half the can. The tape stopped and automatically went back into play mode.  Just as before there was the old soap opera on the screen. After about a minute it disappeared and was replaced with an image of Amy laying on the bed, her bald pussy facing the camera.  Within a few seconds my son appeared in the frame; he'd obviously been behind the video camera making sure it was focused correctly.

As he laid down beside her they began speaking to each other. I hit the rewind button again and cranked up the volume to hear what they were saying. This time when Stan's head hit the stack of pillows at the top of the bed I heard him clearly.

"OK, the camera's on what do you want to do first?"  Amy just smiled and said softly, "Just lay still, I'm going to suck your cock till you cum in my mouth." She then kissed her way down Stan's naked body till she got to his cock. Licking her way down the growing shaft she licked his balls then slowly sucked one into her mouth. Stan's cock immediately went rigid. Amy allowed his testicle to drop out of her mouth as she licked her way back up to the tip of his cock and then back down again where she inhaled his other testicle, gave it some loving attention before moving back up to the tip of his cock.

I watched as the images on the video became familiar.  This is where I had come in when I first came down stairs. Stan had both hands in Amy's hair, holding her head still while he fucked her mouth hard and fast while Amy continued to play with his balls. With one final lunge Stan froze with his cock buried in Amy's mouth as his orgasm hit. I could see Amy's cheeks hollow as she sucked hard on his cock, then bulge slightly as he delivered a load of his cum into her waiting mouth. She continued to suck his cock until his balls were completely empty and his cock began to deflate. 

Amy pulled her mouth from his cock and with a big smile said, "Mmm, mmm good! I love how you taste!" She sat up, giving me my first unobstructed view of her tits. They were beautiful, a C cup, they sat high on her chest with no sag.  The areolas were a very pale ping while her nipples were a much darker pink, about the width of my little finger and maybe ¾" long.

She scooted back so that she was sitting up against the headboard next to my son. Stan reached over and gave Amy a very passionate kiss as he dropped his hand to her pussy.
""Oooohhh baby," Amy growled, "that's it. Play with my pussy.  Yeeesssss, pinch my clit.  Make me hot."

Stan did as he was told and moved his hand between her legs. His fingers were now a blur as he worked her clean shaven cunt.  After about five minutes of this Amy was ready.

"OK, it's time for you to eat my hot cunt and make me cum." Amy hissed as she pushed my son's head toward her glistening pussy.

To make sure the camera captured everything, Stan knelt next to Amy and leaned over as he began to lick her pussy lips. When his tongue reached the top of her slit it darted between the thick lips to her clit. Amy responded with a moan as she grabbed handfuls of the bed sheets.

Using the thumb and index finger of one hand Stan pushed open Amy's cunt lips so he could attach her sensitive pussy.  He began licking, sucking and gently biting her cunt. I could tell Amy was excited as more and more liquid seeped out of her hole to my sons waiting mouth.

With his other hand Stan reached under her and began fingering Amy's ass. Amy was really squirming around on the bed as Stan worked his thumb into her ass hole then plunged two fingers into her cunt.

Amy grabbed Stan's head and shoved his face to her clit. He in turn bite her clit and moved his face away from her cunt, pulling on her clit.

She went wild; bucking her cunt to his face while my son sawed his fingers and thumb as deeply as he could into her holes. She began making little noises, nothing intelligible, just little animal type sounds every time his fingers shoved deep into her cunt.

Their lustful embrace continued to build as Stan attached his mouth to as much of her cunt as he could suck into his mouth. Amy appeared to be trying to shove his entire head into her cunt.

The dam finally broke as Amy went rigid letting out a loud scream. Her orgasm was magnificent. Her back was arched off the bed and she began to shake as wave after wave rolled over her. Stan was gulping down her juices as fast as he could.  After what seemed to be several minutes to me Amy slowly dropped back onto the bed, still shaking all over. Stan lifted himself back up into a sitting position, his thumb and fingers still buried in Amy.

Her body was covered in a sheen of sweat, her breathing still very labored. As the intensity of the orgasm subsided Amy's breathing returned to near normal. Stan intentionally looked directly into the camera and gave an exaggerated wink then began furiously fucking Amy's ass and cunt with his fingers again.

"OH FUCK!  OH SHIT! OHGOD!! STOP!!! I CAN'T STAND IT – IT'S TOO MUCH!!!! I'M TOO SENSATIVE." Amy screamed as she frantically tried to grab his hand and pull it away from her super sensitive pussy. Stan was having none of it and he pushed her hands away with his free hand.  He increased the speed he was hand fucking her and in about 30 seconds Amy let out another scream as another giant orgasm took control of her.  This time her body convulsed so violently that it knocked Stan off balance and he almost fell off of the bed causing him to pull his hand away from her ass and cunt.  As soon as his fingers were out of her Amy rolled up into a fetal position, gently rocking herself. Stan moved back up into a sitting position next to her and softly stroked her back waiting for Amy to recover.

The whole video had taken maybe 15 to 20 minutes to this point. As I paused the tape I found that I had been sitting on the very edge of the couch. Slumping back onto the couch my heart was beating like a jackhammer inside my chest, my cock was so hard it hurt and my hands were even shaking a little.

My thoughts were in a million places at once.  Who would have thought that Amy and Stan would create their own porn video?  In my house! With my video camera!! Up till now the most skin Amy had shown around the house was last summer when she was wore a baggy pair of shorts that came down to her knees with a T-shirt that must have been an extra large. I mean this is a girl that walks into the bathroom for a shower fully clothed and comes out the same way. Unbelievable!!!

I HAD to have a copy of this tape. I checked my watch and tried, unsuccessfully, to remember when my wife said she would be coming home. I took a deep breath to compose myself, then grabbed the phone next to the couch to call her.  After a couple rings she picked up.

"Hello."

"Hi honey It's me.  I was, ah, I was wondering what time you thought you would be getting home."

"Gee, I don't know. Not before 8 or 9 tonight, why?

Shit, why did I want to know…  "I was just wondering if I should pull something out of the freezer for dinner." That sounded OK…

"Not for us.  We'll eat at my moms and then head home.  Well, gotta go.  See you later. Love you."

"Ah, yeah, love you too." I said as almost an after thought as I dropped the handset back on the phone. OK, I had 4 maybe 5 hours before they got home, plenty of time to get everything done.

Hitting rewind on the remote I headed upstairs where I yanked the little VCR player off the bedroom TV. Back in the basement it took me 45 DAMN minutes of trial and error before I had the two VCR's hooked together where I could copy from one to the other.

I grabbed a blank tape and put it into the receiving VCR, then made sure it was on the highest quality record settings. Pressing the play button on the remote and the record button on the other VCR both machines came to life as the initial image of Amy popped up on the TV. Since I had already seen this part a couple times I used the opportunity to leave and pull another beer out of the refrigerator then lock both the front and back doors, just in case somebody got home early I wanted to have a minute to shut down the VCR's.

Dropping onto the couch with my new can of beer I was just in time to see my son pump Amy's mouth full of cum again. As I watched him return the oral pleasure to her I moved off the couch, sitting on the floor just a couple feet away from the TV as the video moved into a new scene. As Amy recovered from her orgasm she sat up next to Stan again. They looked at each other and then at the camera and started giggling. 

Stan looked back at Amy and said, "OK, this was your idea – what's next?"

Amazing!  I found it hard to believe that quiet little Amy was behind the idea of creating their own fuck flick.

Amy smiled and reached for my son's cock, which was now back at full staff. As she began to jack him off he reached for her cunt. Amy opened her legs I saw that the lips of her pussy were puffy and red from the mauling he had given her earlier. Their mutual masturbation continued and both of them closed their eyes as they reveled in the intense feelings they were receiving from the other.

After about ten minutes Amy pulled her hand away from Stan's cock, swung her leg over his middle so she straddled his legs, facing away from him. Stan grabbed his cock and aimed it up as Amy settled her cunt onto it. Once the first inch or so was buried in her pussy Stan's hands moved up Amy's body to her tits. Hefting them in his hands he started to squeeze and massage them.

"Oh yes, that's nice. I love it when you squeeze my tits. Pinch my nipples - -  oh yes, that's it. Knowing that we're taping this is making me so fucking horny"

Stan's hands were now pawing and squeezing Amy's tits. For her part Amy had arched her back as the assault continued, but had not taken more than the first inch or so of my sons cock into her cunt. Amy looked over her shoulder at Stan, smiled, and dropped her cunt onto his cock, instantly burying it to the balls inside her. Then just as fast she raised up so that only the very tip of his cock remained in her.

"Come on Aim, I'm dieing here.  Let me feel that sweet pussy on my cock." Stan tried to shove his cock up into her but she just lifted herself up, keeping him just barley in her cunt.
She laughed and said, " Seems only fair. I asked you to stop before and you didn't so you ask me to start and I won't."

"Yeah, but you know you didn't want me to stop. Plus you came like a Russian race horse – remember?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right", Amy giggled and dropped her cunt onto his cock again. This time she kept it deep in her and began rotating her hips. "Oh, yeah, I love the way your cock fills me up."

Sometime during all this I had pulled my own cock out of my pants and was stroking it in time with Amy's gyrations. On the screen my son had moved his hands to her hips and they were fucking each other as hard as they could. I could hear the slap, slap, slap as their bodies slammed into each other.

My son's fingers appeared to be like claws as they sunk into the flesh at Amy's hips. "Gonna cum soon Aim. Aah shit, gonna fill you up with cum".

Amy had her eyes closed her face screwed up in a mask of passion. She was biting her lower lip as she concentrated on slamming Stan's cock as deeply into her cunt as it would reach.

They both began to groan as their mutual orgasm inched closer. Amy's hand flashed between her legs and she started furiously massaging her clit. This pushed her over the edge.

"SSSSSSSHHHHHIIIIIITTTTT!!!" she screamed, as her body was wracked with another orgasm.

Stan didn't say anything, just sucked in a huge lungful of air, shoved his cock up into her so hard he lifted Amy off the bed and held her in the air as he emptied his balls into her womb.

I came at the same time. Ropes of cum shot from my tortured cock. The first hit the screen and appeared to run down Amy's belly. The rest landed on the carpet between the TV and me. On the screen the kids crumpled onto the bed, I sat back on my heels stretching an arm out to the floor to hold myself up. We all needed a rest.

Finally Stan rolled off the bed and disappeared out of the view of the camera.  Seconds later it was turned off and the original soap opera was back on the screen. It took me a minute to catch my breath and I was reaching for the VCR's when the picture went fuzzy for a second and was replaced with another shot of Amy.

This time she was in a very flimsy black see-through negligee, again sitting on a bed. I felt my cock give a tug as I realized she was not on their bed, but was sitting in the middle of the king size bed in MY bedroom. 

As it turned out there were a total of three different sessions on the tape and I copied them all. Let me know if you want me to tell you about the session on my bed or the third session where my son and Amy fucked their brains out not ten feet from my wife and I while we were at the pool. 



Home Movies



I’ve always been a camera nut and love to take pictures whenever I get the chance. I have several cameras but my favorite is my new digital movie camera with an extra large zoom lens. I’ve taken many pictures with it and not all of them can be developed. 

My wife and I enjoy a better than average sex life and are not afraid of talking about sex in front of anyone. She is a bit of a flirt in that she likes to wear tight clothes that accentuate her body and isn’t afraid of someone seeing parts of her that normally would be covered. She is not a flasher, by any means, but if something should somehow slip out of a bra or a panty might fall off, oh well, so much the better. I really enjoy going shopping with her as the looks on some of the sales people’s faces, is worth the trip.

At home, my wife doesn’t wear a lot and tonight, she had less on than usual. She was wearing only a short robe that came to just below her ass and was very low cut so most of her breasts were in view. She didn’t have any panties on and her cunt peeked out from below her robe when she moved. As I filmed, I swung the camera around and found our daughter, Chris, watching her mother. I watched her face through the lens as she stared at her mother’s breasts and cunt, once in a while, her tongue coming out to lick her lips slowly as if tasting something. I noticed, out of the corner of my eye that my wife had moved and her cunt was in plain view. Chris’s eyes widened a she saw her mother’s bare cunt and I heard a soft moan come from her lips. My wife heard it too and looked up at Chris but didn’t move.

She smiled at her and moved a little, this time opening her legs a little further so her entire cunt was open to Chris. Chris didn’t move, mesmerized by the sight. Next, my wife lifted one leg up and spread her legs even more so Chris could see the whole length of her cunt and her ass hole too. I could see the small beads of sweat start to appear on Chris’s forehead as she watched her mother. This continued on for some time, my wife moving into different positions but all the time, letting Chris see all of her. She even undid the robe a little and her breasts were in plain view too.

The two of them were breathing heavily now and my wife stood up and took her robe completely off, standing naked in front of Chris who didn’t move at first. My wife gyrated a little and turned around, bending over, showing Chris her firm ass, spreading her cheeks apart to show her the brown hole she was hiding there. Chris’s breathing was coming in short bursts now and I heard her moan several times while she watched her mother’s naked body move in front of her.

Nobody had said anything but the tension in the room was thick and the two women were hot. It was very erotic watching the look on Chris’s face when my wife would move and show her another part of her bare body. Finally, I couldn’t stand it any longer. Putting the camera down, I looked at Chris then my wife.

“Chris, why don’t you join your mother and take your clothes off,” I said softly. “I’m sure your mother would enjoy seeing your body too.”

Chris didn’t move for a moment then stood up and started undoing her clothes and soon she was as naked as her mother was. The two of them stood looking at each other, staring at each other’s nakedness, drinking in each other’s beauty. My cock was hard and straining against the cloth of my pants as I watched the two women continue looking at each other. Chris was the first to move. She walked over to her mother and stopped inches from her, their faces close together enough their lips were almost touching.

Chris reached up and encircled her mother face with her hands and pulled their lips together in a kiss. I heard my wife moan this time. The two kissed lightly, looking at each other between kisses knowing they were going to do something more. The next time their lips met, it wasn’t a light kiss, it was raw passion, making the two of them moan together. I could see their open mouths pressed against each other while their tongues explored the insides of their oral cavities.

I stood up and quickly shed my clothes, carefully pulling my pants over my hard cock sticking straight out in front of me as I watched the two women continue kissing and tonguing each other. I moved over to them and wrapped my arms around them, holding them, caressing them, running my hands up and down their bare backs and over their firm asses. I ran a finger down their cracks and felt the wetness building between their legs. I dipped my finger between their cheeks and rubbed around their brown holes making them groan even louder.

I moved more behind Chris and moved my hand down to her cunt. When I did, she spread her legs apart to let me get to her cunt and I felt the wet juices starting to run down her legs. I thrust my finger up into her cunt and she moaned loudly as I did, spreading her legs even wider apart. She was so wet, my finger slipped into her easily and I started to thrust in and out of her cunt. She pushed back against my finger and let me fuck her for several minutes.

I pulled out of her and moved behind my wife and did the same thing with the same results. My wife spread her legs and let me finger fuck her, her juices splashing around my finger and down her legs. She moaned when my finger entered her cunt and pushed back against my thrusts just like Chris had done. I pulled my finger out of my wife just as their lips unlocked. Without looking at me, my wife slumped down to the floor and she pulled Chris with her. Now I was standing over the two of them, my hard cock sticking straight out in front of me as the two women melted into each other’s arms, their lips meeting again in another open mouthed kiss. I watched them as they ground their bodies together, moaning and groaning more and more.

It was then I remembered the camera. I took one more look and then walked over, picking up the camera and focusing it on the two women. I walked around them filming, zooming in on their asses and grinding cunts as they writhed against each other on the floor. Suddenly, Chris propped herself up on her elbows, looking down into her mother’s face.

“I want you to fuck me, Mom,” she said, looking intently into her mother’s eyes. “I want you to fuck me,” she repeated.

My wife smiled up at Chris.

“I’d love to fuck you, honey. But,”

Chris stopped her.

“I have just the thing,” she said, getting up off the floor quickly and running down the hall to her room.

My wife looked over at the camera with such a raw, passionate look on her face, I almost jumped through the camera at her. Chris came back. When she appeared, she was wearing a strap on around her waist. The fake cock was huge. When my wife saw it, she moaned loudly and reached up to grab it as Chris stood over her, her knees slightly bent, her cunt right over her mother’s face. My wife ran her hands up and down the length of the fake cock several times and then looked up at Chris who was watching her.

“Oh god. I bet that monster feels good inside your cunt.”

“It does. After being fucked by this, you’ll never want to be fucked by the real thing again,” Chris answered.

I was taken back by Chris’s statement but I kept filming. My wife rubbed the cock a few more times then reached up and thrust two fingers into Chris’s cunt.

“Oh fuck,” Chris said as she moved lower to let her mother get further up into her. “Fuck me.”

After a few more thrusts of her fingers, my wife pulled Chris by her legs down to her mouth and I saw her tongue snake out, touching Chris’s cunt lightly, at first. She licked up and down the entire length of the wet cunt in her face then thrust her tongue up inside it. Chris moaned loudly and fell to her knees, straddling her mother’s face, her ass resting near her mother’s forehead. The two women moaned several times as my wife licked and sucked on Chris’s clit. After a few more minutes, my wife pushed Chris up off her face and I could see, through the lens, the juices on her lips and mouth.

“Fuck me, baby. I want to feel that monster inside me,” my wife whispered in a low voice. “I want that thing as deep up my cunt as you can get it and I want you to fuck me hard.”

Chris got off her mother and moved between her legs, raised her mother’s legs up onto her shoulders and thrust her hips forward. In one full thrust, she entered her mother’s cunt up to the hilt of the strap-on. My wife gasped and reached around to grab Chris’s ass and pulled her against her.

“Oh fuck, that feels good,” she cried out. “Fuck me, baby.”

Chris started to move her hips back and forth, sliding the huge cock in and out. Watching the two of them through the lens of the camera was even more erotic. Their cries of joy and passion were starting to get louder and filled the room. Chris raised herself a little and fucked down into her mother’s cunt, harder, the end of the fake cock’s apparatus, slapping her mother’s ass every time she thrust fully into her. Hearing their combined cries and the slapping of the apparatus made my cock twitch as I continued filming.

After about ten minutes of fucking, my wife stopped Chris.

“Baby, I want to fuck you now,” she said. “I want to put that thing on and fuck your cunt as hard as I can.”

Chris smiled a little and got up, undid the straps of the cock, and let her mother get up off the floor. She helped her mother put the apparatus on then slumped down to the floor, her legs sprayed wide open so her soaking wet cunt was open to her mother. My wife sank down between her legs and thrust the cock into her in one full thrust, making Chris gasp and cry out. She then started moving her hips back and forth, fucking Chris in long, steady thrusts, speeding up every once in a while.

Their cries filled the room again as they fucked on the floor, their bodies shiny with sweat and their juices running down their legs and onto the floor. I zoomed in on the juices and then on the fake cock sliding in and out of Chris’s cunt. What a sight. My wife continued until she tired then she stopped and looked down at her daughter. They both were panting and gasping for air as my wife held herself tight against Chris’s cunt, the fake cock buried inside her. They stayed that way for some time then my wife withdrew the cock from Chris and rolled away from her.

I caught them on film as they lay on the floor, the strap-on sticking straight up in the air from my wife’s waist and Chris squirming a little. Their legs were apart enough for me to film the wetness of their cunts as they relaxed. Finally, they had relaxed enough that their breathing was returning to normal.

“Christ, I’ve never felt so hot,” my wife said in a raspy voice. She reached out and took Chris by the hand. “I just wish I could have lasted longer.”

Chris looked over at her.

“You did just fine, Mom. I’ve never wanted someone so much before. I’m glad we found each other wanting because now I know, I can look forward to you fucking me whenever you want.”

“Oh baby, I wanted you so much. When you put that monster inside me, I thought I was going to bust wide open but I loved it. The feeling of it sliding in and out of my cunt so easily, was so thrilling, I’ll want you to do that more often.”

It was then that they noticed me filming them, my cock hard and sticking straight up in front of me. Chris smiled.

“Mom, I think Dad has his own porn movie, now.”

They laughed and hugged one another.

“Yes and he’ll watch it over and over again,” my wife said when they parted.

I put the camera down and looked at the two spent women and their bodies spread out in front of me.

“Ladies, next time, I won’t be filming, I’ll be joining,” I said and they laughed again.

“You think you can fuck us better than this thing?” my wife asked.

“Just let me try,” I said, motioning to my hard cock. “He’ll do a better job.”

Chris looked at her mother then at me, smiling.

“You think we should let him try?” she asked.

My cock twitched when she said that and I watched the two of them get up off the floor and start towards me. They took me by the hands and led me down the hall to our room, spreading themselves out on the bed.

“Well, come on stud. Let’s see you try.”

I didn’t have to be asked twice. I got on the bed, arranged them so their cunts were side by side and thrust into Chris first. She gasped as I started fucking her, my wife running her hands across and around her breasts while kissing her inner ear. I thrust a few times in and out of Chris then moved over and fucked my wife with a few thrusts. I moved back and forth between the two of them, my cock soaked with their juices.

I flipped my wife over and mounted her from behind. Chris watched us for a few minutes then joined her mother and I thrust into her from behind. She squealed when I hit her ass with my balls, making a slapping noise. I fucked her until I exploded inside her cunt, sending wave after wave of hot, sticky come, deep up into her. She groaned when she felt my cock spurt the first string of come and pulled away from me, turning around and quickly, taking me in her mouth, swallowing as I emptied my balls down her throat.

After withdrawing my cock from her mouth, we all just relaxed, holding each other, hands rubbed and caressed bodies and we felt so wonderful. I got the camera and we watched the film only to find that we found it so erotic and hot that we started again, hands, lips, tongues all finding and seeking body parts that became available. We spent the rest of the day in bed and that night when our son came home from work, he joined us but that’s another story, I’m sure. We now make movies of most of our sessions and have quite a collection. There are only a few people who have seen them other than ourselves and some close friends, who are even closer now.



Home Movies



An Oedipus County Tale

This is a work of fantasy. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental, and the actions contained herein should not be duplicated. It's all pretend, folks.



Andy Wilson hummed to himself as he adjusted the burner on the stove, lowering the heat now that the water was boiling. He dumped a load of rigatoni into the pot and clamped a cover over it. He opened a jar of vodka sauce and poured it into a smaller pot, and flipped the burner to medium heat. 

He was just about to start cutting up the chicken cutlets when he heard his mother's car pull into the driveway. Andy smiled broadly, happy that she was home, and silently pleased with himself for preparing dinner for her. He didn't do it often enough, he could admit even to himself, since he worked full time and went to college full time, but he tried to make her dinner whenever he had the opportunity. She worked hard herself, and she had sacrificed much to raise him alone after his father died. They had always had a close relationship, and recently they had become closer still. 

The front door klumped as his mother came into the house. He heard her heels clicking on the floor, the whump of her purse and clunk of her keys being set down on the hall table. A moment later she appeared in the kitchen doorway. 

"You're a little late, aren't you?" Andy said, withdrawing a knife from a drawer. 

"Why, what have you heard?" his mother said with a sultry laugh. Tracy Wilson, even at forty, was a spectacularly beautiful woman. In Andy's estimation, she was in fact the most beautiful woman in the county, if not the hemisphere. Maybe even the world. 

Statuesque, with pale skin and dark eyes, she wore her straight brown hair long. She had grown it out lately, and it fell in waves like a chocolate waterfall down to the middle of her back. A few afternoons each week at Amazonia, the gym in town, helped Tracy maintain her shape, including a narrow waist and long, well toned legs. Even so, Tracy possessed a prodigious chest, flaring hips, and a springy, heart-shaped ass. Her pneumatic frame filled out her charcoal gray business suit admirably. 

She had a blue plastic bag in her hands and Andy could see some kind of box held within it. 

Andy was dark and pale like his mother, but his green eyes were weak and he wore wire-rim spectacles. She could make him blush very easily, even after all they had been through, and he blushed now at the implication of her words. He couldn't help but feel a stir between his legs either, but that had as much to do with her mere proximity as it had to her insinuation. "Mom," he said, drawing the word out. 

She smiled. "I stopped at the mall on the way home." She reached into the bag and pulled out the box, setting it on the counter where Andy was preparing dinner. Dinner was quickly forgotten. 

"A digital camcorder?" he said. There was definite activity between his legs now, as his cock began to lengthen and harden. They had talked about this sort of thing, but his mother had given him no clue as to how soon they would be trying it. 

"I got the right one, didn't I?" Tracy asked, suddenly concerned. 

Andy smiled broadly. "No, you definitely did. You just caught me by surprise." He set the knife down, turned to the sink to quickly rinse off his hands, and stepped towards his mother. 

Tracy folded into her son's arms. Normally the same height, she was a little taller than him in her heels, and had to bend down slightly. Her lips brushed his, a light caress, as she looked directly into his eyes. They were so pretty, his eyes, a warm and inviting green, and the mixture of love and lust in them never failed to make her legs go wobbly. She tightened her hold on him to keep herself steady as she opened her lips and allowed his tongue to taste hers. They kissed deeply, passionately, hungrily, for long moments, each one relishing the taste and touch of the other. 

"So, after dinner..." Andy said when they broke for air. He was a little breathless, as much from the kiss as from the anticipation. 

"As soon as the battery is charged, sweetie," Tracy said. There were days when she came home to him and wanted him to rip her clothes off and ravish her in the front door, and this was one of them. Just purchasing the camera had made her wet, and her pussy had soaked through the gusset of her panties on the ride home. She didn't want to wait, but their new toy had to be prepared. 

Andy broke into a boyish grin, eyes alight as if it were Christmas morning. He unpackaged the camera, giving the instructions a cursory look, and quickly set up the charger. He had always been good with electronics, as evidenced by the elaborate entertainment center in his old bedroom.

While they waited, Tracy let him get back to making dinner. She slid up behind him and snaked her arms around his waist, settling her chin across his shoulder and pressing her plush, heavy breasts against his back. She breathed in his manly scent as he ably diced up chicken and dumped the sections of meat into the pot with the vodka sauce. Normally she would have divested herself of shoes and jacket – at least – upon entering the house, but she had plans, and wanted to be "in costume" when the time was right. 

Her pussy fluttered in anticipation. She was certain her thighs were making a squelching motion whenever she moved, she was so soaking wet. 

Shortly after his eighteenth birthday, Andy had, unbeknownst to Tracy, discovered that she had a short, whirlwind career in pornographic films. He had been a child then, newly orphaned by a drunk driver, and in the absence of her loving husband, Tracy had been forced to rely on her natural talents to make ends meet. She had been good at it too, and enjoyed it as much as she could have at the time. The money she made allowed her to build a nest egg that financed her return to school and more socially acceptable employment. She wasn't ashamed of what she had done, although she knew some part of her wildness had been a reaction to losing her husband, but she had never planned to share her secret life with Andy. 

He had found out on his own, stumbling across her exploits after purchasing videos at an adult bookstore the next town over. For two years he had toiled in secret obsession, compiling a collection of Tig O'Bitties memorabilia, including copies of magazines in which she'd featured. Tracy discovered his cache of incestuous pornography while searching his room for drugs, convinced they were the reason for his odd behavior and distance. Shortly thereafter, Andy found her masturbating to one of her own movies in the middle of his bed, and they had been lovers ever since. 

Soon, they would be co-stars. She felt an illicit thrill shiver through her lush frame at the thought. Sick and wrong as their relationship was – albeit sexually and emotionally fulfilling as well – but to immortalize it via film? They had talked about doing so many, many times, usually while watching one of her old movies together. 

"Mom," Andy groaned. Tracy came back to herself, surprised and a little chagrinned to realize that she had been cupping and massaging his crotch through his jeans without even realizing it. Andy's thick cock pulsed beneath the denim, encircled by his mother's slim, agile fingers. "I can't take much more of this," Andy continued. "Why don't we just fuck, have dinner, then play with the camera?"

Tracy pressed her whole hand along Andy's length, pressing it against his leg. His was not the longest cock she'd ever taken, nor the thickest; but it was thicker than the longest and longer than the thickest. Her son had a truly glorious penis, the perfect size, heft, and shape to fit snugly inside her. She could almost agree to his plan. She really was rather worked up herself. But she wanted him fresh for the film. 

"Keep it in your pants a little longer, sweetie. Mommy wants this to be special." She teased him further with a salacious lick along his earlobe. Andy groaned again. With a quick peck against his cheek, Tracy finally, reluctantly, released him. She found that she was panting as well. She scurried to the other side of the kitchen, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it greedily. 

Andy watched with hungry eyes, leaning against the counter. He cried out in dismay when the pasta began to bubble over, and turned to deal with dinner. 

While Andy did that, Tracy checked the battery. The little green light had stopped blinking. Tracy licked her full upper lip. That was fast, she thought. Good. 

Andy drained the pasta in the sink and set the pot back down on top of the stove. Tracy nudged him with her hip and pointed wordlessly at the battery charger. Andy broke into that boyish grin again. Her heart skipped a beat. She watched him scoop up the battery and slam it home in the camera, noting that his hands shook a little. She shivered herself, overcome with carnal love for her child. He was just so damn cute. 

In moments, Andy had the device figured out. His brows furrowed. "What do you-?"

"Let me get in position," Tracy said, instantly becoming the director. "All I want you to do is keep that lens pointed at me the entire time. You can start when I give you the word. Just act natural, okay?" She kissed him lightly on the lips and then swirled away in a cloud of perfume and long brown hair. 

Andy admired her swaying backside as his mother sauntered back down the hall, towards the front door. He heard her call "Action!" and started the camera. 

It was a little weird at first, looking through the device, but it was also intensely erotic and exhilarating. His first sexual experience with his mother was via film, and now they were about to make one together. 

Tracy's heels clicked on the hall floor once more. She appeared in the kitchen doorway, fully dressed, but slightly mussed. She had shaken her hair out, making it look fuller, and unbuttoned the first few buttons of her blouse, revealing a hint of cleavage as well as the gold necklace around her throat. 

"Hi honey, Mommy's home," she said, giving the words a slight sexual purr. "Did you miss me?"

She waited a beat, standing in the doorway, one hip cocked forward, one arm thrown back, giving a sort of three-quarter profile that hinted at the amazing curves largely hidden by her suit. When Andy didn't respond, she continued, "What's wrong baby, cat got your tongue?"

"Oh," Andy said out loud. "I'm supposed to-" he started to say, then quickly silenced it. His mother's only response was an arched eyebrow and a slight uptick of her full, kissable lips. Andy cleared his throat self-consciously. He had dreamed about this moment so many times, but had never considered having to improvise his own lines. 

"I just, uh, sorry Mom. It's just that you're so, um, so hot." The words tumbled out, jumbled, speaking too quick, and yet with an artificial affectation that echoed in his own ears. 

Tracy laughed lightly. She silently mouthed "Relax" and gave him a wink. Then she continued, aloud. "Why thank you sweetie, I'm happy to hear that." She glided into the kitchen with a sultry sway of her hips. 

"I've had such a long, difficult day at work. I'm so glad to be home. I need to unwind a bit." She fluffed a lock of hair over a shoulder. "Let my hair down, get a little wild." She paused, lowering her eyes, as if suddenly bashful. "Do you think you can help Mommy with that, sweetie?"

"What, uh, what do you have in mind?"

Tracy gave the camera, and her son, a sultry smile. "I was thinking of starting with a hot, thick, creamy load of your cum in my belly. Then we'll see where the night takes us. Does that sound like a good idea, baby?"

Andy started to nod, caught himself, and answered, "Yeah, Mom, that sounds like a great idea."

Tracy chuckled softly. She tucked a lock of hair behind one ear and sauntered across the room towards her son, putting a little extra oomph into each step, giving her hips an exaggerated swing. Andy groaned unconsciously. She was just so damn sexy, so hot, so gorgeous. That she was his mother, the woman who gave birth to him, who raised him, who taught him right from wrong, just made it so much hotter. 

Andy aimed the camera and followed his mother's movements as she unbuttoned her suit jacket, slid it off her shoulders, and carefully hung it on the back of a chair. "I suppose it wouldn't do to get any mess on my clothes," she said.

Tracy began to unbutton her blouse, slowly, sensuously, one button at a time, beginning with her sleeves, and continuing at her throat all the way down her chest and belly. Untucking the shirt, she slipped it off and draped it across the jacket. 

She stood nearly naked from the waist up, clad only in a plain, industrial strength white bra that strained to contain her immense breasts. Tracy smiled widely as she reached behind her to unsnap her bra. In three quick flicks of her fingers it was free, springing forward slightly as her titanic tits, no longer constrained, thrust forward eagerly. Tracy moaned slightly. She slipped the bra straps off her shoulders, but held the bra cups against her breasts with one hand. When her arms were free, she lifted the bra away from her in one smooth moment and cast it onto the kitchen table. 

Andy focused the camera on his mother's huge, flawless tits. Without the bra constraining them, they separated, bouncing and jiggling erotically as they settled on her chest. They were heavy, but firm, defying gravity despite her age and their size. Her cream colored skin couldn't hide a fine tracery of blue veins, and her large, coral pink nipples were hard as diamond and ready to be suckled. Tracy cupped a tit in each hand, letting her fingers sink into her succulent flesh. "You love Mommy's breasts, don't you baby?"

Andy grunted. "Yeah, Mom, I do," he said aloud. He would get the hang of this eventually. 

"And Mommy loves the way you look at them. You make me feel so special." Tracy looked the camera in the eye. "And I love how your cock feels sandwiched between my tits. Speaking of which, you're a little overdressed for this party, baby."

Tracy slid to her knees, still in her charcoal skirt, hose and high heels. Her heavy tits swayed with each movement, hard nipples pointing directly at him. Andy tracked her with the camera, and focused in as she gripped his belt and unbuckled his pants. With one swift movement, she dragged pants and boxers down his legs. His large cock, already leaking precum, snapped up and glanced against her chin, leaving behind a slimy trail. Tracy dragged a fingertip across her chin and fed the liquid between her lips. "Mmmm, tasty," she said. 

Tracy rose up on her knees and cupped her tits, presenting them to her son. With one arm bracing her massive rack, she took his long cock in hand and aimed it at her cleavage. Andy's cock sank between her soft, inviting breasts. She closed them around him, enveloping him, caressing his every inch. "Mmmm," Tracy said, "my son's cock is between my tits, and I love it. Do you love it, baby?"

"It feels so good, Mom," Andy said. "I love your... I love your tits." Talking dirty was not second nature to Andy. His mother had practiced with him for some time, but he still felt stilted and awkward to his own ears. On the plus side, it did sound like the kind of dialogue he was used to hearing in her old films. Minus the incest angle, of course. That was new, but still pretty hot.

Tracy moaned again. Andy's cock squirted precum into the valley between her breasts, slickening her skin and easing the friction. She modified her hold on him, letting his cock spring back to attention against his belly before wrapping it between her sweet jugs once more. She began to slide up and down his cock. The cockhead peeked out from between the top of her cleavage. Each time it did, Andy gave it a little flex, and a dollop of precum splattered hotly on her skin. "Do you like fucking Mommy's tits, baby?" Tracy said into the camera.

"I love it, Mom. I could do this all day."

"Oh, but that won't get me what I want," Tracy said, with a little frown. "I want my son's sweet load in my mouth, not on my tits." The frown turned into a wicked smile. "At least, not the first one." With that, she released him from the sweet prison of her enormous breasts. Her slim hands wrapped around his aching girth, stroking him lightly. Tracy's fingertips grazed his cockhead, trailing precum around it, then down the shaft, coating him completely. Her hands made squishing noses as they swept up and down. 

With a practiced motion, Tracy tucked a lock of long brown hair behind her ear, leaned forward, and carefully licked the tip of Andy's cock. She shivered in ecstasy, selling it a little bit for the camera. "You taste delicious, baby," she said. "I can't wait to have this thing in my mouth."

Suiting action to words, she slipped her lips over his sensitive cockhead, sucking lightly on him, teasing his cockslit with the tip of her tongue. She moaned theatrically as she swallowed him. Slowly her lips moved forward on his shaft, and he slid into her hot, wet, lovely mouth. Andy gave his cock a few flexes, expanding and contracting in her mouth, sending splatters of precum to coat her tongue and slither down her throat. 

Tracy's cheeks bulged. Saliva and other fluids stained her lips, coated Andy's length. She swallowed him slowly, her dark eyes looking up at him, straight into the camera's unwinking eye. She took a deep, shuddering breath through flared nostrils before driving her lips all the way down to the base of his raging dick. She held him there, firmly rooted in her throat, for about five seconds, before noisily slurping her way back up to the crest of his member and taking another deep breath. 

Tracy's slim fingers gripped and caressed the exposed length of his dick, while her tongue caressed the portion still in her mouth, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked vigorously. Andy thrust slowly between her lips, feeling his sensitive cockhead scrape across the roof of her mouth. Tracy swallowed precum greedily, as torrents of it sprayed from the end of her son's perfect cock. 

She thrust herself forward again, faster this time, taking his entire length again, holding for a few seconds, her eyes watering, never wavering from the camera. She released him once more. Deep breath, swallow, repeating the movements with a gradually quickening pace, over and over again. Andy kept as still as possible, trying to keep the camera still, keep it recording every delicious moment. He also knew from past experience that if he thrust to hard or without warning, he could choke his mother, and he wanted to avoid that at all costs. 

With a loud slurp, Tracy released Andy's cock and raised it up. She wrapped her lips around one of his large, heavy, cum-filled balls and sucked it into her mouth, teasing it with lips and teeth and tongue. "Oh, baby," Tracy gasped, "I can feel it, you have a nice big load in there for Mommy, don't you? You're going to come hard for Mommy, baby, you're going to fill my mouth with your cum, you're going to spray it down my throat and fill my belly. You're going to make Mommy choke on your seed, aren't you?" 

"Jesus, Mom," Andy gasped. Her fingers tightened around his cock, stroking him, as she tongued his balls. 

"That's what Mommy wants," Tracy groaned. "I want to drown in a shower of my son's delicious cum." Oh, she was good at this, as Andy well knew. Just her words were getting him close, never mind the pleasure she inflicted on him with hand and mouth. 

Tracy released his nuts, dragged her tongue along the underside of his cock, and swallowed the head between her lips once more. She thrust herself down to the root in one savage motion, swallowing him whole, and as her throat constricted around the end of his dick, he felt the familiar stirrings at its base. 




Home Movies



Andy had the presence of mind to think of something to say, and just barely enough energy or coherence to get it out. "Here it comes, Mom, thick load in your throat," he trailed off into a guttural groan as his nuts contracted like two fists and his cock expanded in Tracy's mouth. The first shuddering contraction fired a jet of semen directly down her throat. Spluttering a little, Tracy quickly retreated, until only the head of Andy's cock was trapped within her mouth. The saliva and precum slickened length of Andy's member bucked and throbbed in his mother's hands as he shot ribbon after ribbon of pearly white jizz into his mother's mouth. Her cheeks swelled. Creamy, viscous fluid dripped out from between the seal, coating her lips and chin, dripping onto the upper slopes of her prodigious breasts. 

Still Andy came, firing salvo after salvo into his mother's mouth. She was forced to swallow much of it to keep from spitting it all out, and made contented moans as she did. Her eyes never left the camera, hardly even blinked. 

At last, Andy's flood subsided. Tracy released his cockhead from her lips and he fell back against the kitchen counter. Cum dripped from the end of his cock, splattering onto his mother's collarbone. She opened her mouth theatrically, showing the camera the enormous amount of goo filling her mouth almost to overflowing. Her pink tongue wiggled in the midst of the white morass. She swallowed noisily, greedily. Tracy licked her lips and teeth to get the last of it. She scooped up the dripping from her chest and fed it into her mouth, sucking her finger a bit. 

"Mmmm, delicious, just what Mommy needed." Her eyes widened in mock surprise. "Oh but baby, you're still hard."

Andy adjusted the camera a little and gave his cock a little flex, making it jump. His length had softened only a fraction, and under his mother's lustful gaze, it was thickening and hardening back to full mast once again. That he could stay hard after such a thunderous orgasm was one of the many reasons his mother loved fucking him, he knew. He wasn't sure if the talent was an inherent quality, or just something his ex-porn star mom did to him. He'd never been with anyone else. 

Oh, his mother occasionally made noises about how he should date someone his own age, and that he would eventually get tired of her, but he never did. And getting his balls drained two or three times a day by his own mother left him little impetus to go out and find someone to date. Nor could he imagine anyone comparing favorably with his mother. Someday, maybe, he might stray from her side, but he personally doubted that would ever happen. 

Tracy reached out to grab Andy's bobbing cock. She leaned forward and licked the head again, swiping away the last drop of cum oozing from the tip. "What shall we do next, I wonder?"

Tracy stood up, huge tits swaying and jiggling with each movement. She reached behind her and unzipped the back of her skirt. "Your big cock had fun in my mouth, let's see where else we can put it. Do you think he wants to be inside Mommy's hot, wet pussy?"

"Yeah," Andy grunted. "Yes, definitely."

"Mmmm, good, because that's where Mommy needs the next creamy load." She shimmied and slid out of her skirt, which made her tits bobble and jiggle even more. Andy tracked the camera up and down her body as the skirt slid to the floor, revealing her flawless legs and the fact that she wasn't wearing pantyhose, but rather a pair of white thigh highs with a decorative floral pattern at their edges. Her panties rode high on her hips, and even through the viewer on the camera Andy could see the huge wet spot staining the front of them. 

Allowing Andy to focus on her hips and crotch, Tracy slid a few fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly peeled them off. They came free with a wet, sucking sound. Her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair glistened with dew, while the coral pink lips of her pussy were enflamed. She slid the panties down her long, luscious legs and stepped out of them, leaving on the stockings and heels. 

Tracy cocked her hips and posed for the camera. She swept her hair up over her head and pursed her lips in a kiss. "See anything you like, baby?"

"Everything. You're so beautiful." Andy bobbled the camera awkwardly. He wanted to eat his mother out desperately, but he wasn't sure how to do that while still aiming the camera. Maybe if he set it down on the counter and pointed it at them? They really should have planned this better, he thought. Andy started to follow through with his plan, but his mother made a barely perceptible shake of her head. 

"Later, baby," she whispered huskily. She made a diffident gesture at the camera, as yet unwilling to break character. "Right now," she said louder and clearer, "I want my son's hard, thick, throbbing cock inside me, where it belongs. Does that sound like a good idea, baby? Can you do that for Mommy?"

Andy swallowed. "Yes, Mom, I can do that."

"Good." Tracy let her hair fall and turned away, showing off her taut, springy backside. The muscles in her ass and thighs bunched as she bent over, bracing her arms on a chair near the kitchen table. 

With his pants still around his ankles, Andy awkwardly maneuvered behind her. He aimed the camera at his mother, admiring the cleft in her back that gracefully arched all the way down to her ass. He focused on those curving, perfectly formed hemispheres. With his free hand he gripped one cheek, kneading and squeezing. Tracy slid her legs apart, heels scraping on the linoleum floor. 

Andy positioned himself behind her, cock pointing like a divining rod at her most vulnerable spot. "You're going to have to-" he started to say, but she was already gripping him, guiding him forward to her honey pot. 

Andy felt her lips open up as the spongy head of his cock nudged them aside. He slid into the wet heat of his mother his length gliding in easily. He hitched his hips forward until his abdomen rested against the taut globes of her perfect ass. His thickness spread her open, but her inner folds gripped him tightly, her fluids seeping into and coating his skin, matting his pubic hair. 

"Well," his mother said, voice thick with need and lust, "what are you waiting for? Aren't you going to fuck Mommy?"

Andy panned the camera across her smooth back, narrow waist, and full hips and ass, focusing the lens on the cleavage between her cheeks and the glimpse of his cock jammed into her pussy just below. He sighed, enjoying that first moment inside her as he always did. Then he pulled back and slammed into her as hard as he could. Both of them grunted from the impact. Tracy's ass rippled as he thrust into her, and the chair screeched on the linoleum. 

Andy thrust again and again, hammering into his mother hard and fast and relentless, driving his cock deeper and deeper inside her with each frantic jab. Tracy moaned and writhed beneath him, while her fluids poured around his rampaging cock, searing him with their heat. Her pussy gripped him like a velvet vice. Tight, but soft as a feather, like liquid heat. His cockhead mashed up against the roof of her and Tracy cried out. 

She arched her back, threw her hair over her shoulder and looked back. Andy was just able to wrench the camera away from the delectable view of her flexing ass cheeks to focus on her lust-twisted visage. "Harder, son, fuck Mommy harder!" She moaned as he complied, closing her eyes, mouth open, tongue extended. She licked her lips. "Faster, baby, faster," she said, her voice high pitched and shaking. 

Andy grimaced in pleasure and complied, his hips driving forward again and again. His cock pistoned in and out of her gushing pussy, slamming into her again and again. Her inner muscles caressed his every rigid inch, while her juices soaked him. Her thighs shook and her shoulders jumped. The chair creaked with every thrust of their bodies, and Andy briefly wondered if they might break it. 

His cock sawed in and out, in and out, his heavy cum laden balls swinging back and forth. He felt his mother reaching down between them, grazing her clit with her fingertips, before reaching further, to catch and cup his balls. She squeezed and kneaded them gently, urging their precious load along. Andy wished he had another set of arms so he could film that movement, but all he could do was focus on his mother's delectable backside and how his cock slammed into her again and again. 

Andy placed his free hand against his mother's left cheek. He gripped it hard, digging the pads of his fingers into her plush flesh. He kneaded her buttock, spread her cheek a bit to offer a tantalizing glimpse of her beautiful ass hole, and allow him to focus better on his pistoning cock. 

Tracy's breath came in ragged gasps. She couldn't speak, but she moaned and grunted repeatedly, urging Andy on again and again. Her big tits swayed beneath her, swinging freely back and forth as her son pounded her for all he was worth. She felt the first fluttering fingers of orgasm beginning deep within her sodden vagina. Her son's thick cock plundered her depths, hammering against the sensitive flesh at the roof of her womb, grazing her g-spot every time it sawed in and out. The pleasure was intense, focused, building. 

And then Andy hitched his hips a little, just the way she liked, and his cockhead hammered against her g-spot. Hard. Tracy wailed and came. Hard. Her orgasm blossomed deep within her and exploded outward, searing every nerve ending in her body. She was sure her clit was vibrating of its own accord. Her nipples were harder than diamond, her tits high and proud and bouncing against her chest. She tried to scream, but no sound came out as her orgasm thundered through her. She squeezed her eyes shut, unable to breath, to think, to do anything but ride this wave of pleasure. 

And still her son hammered her. Grunting, sweating, heaving himself against her, into her, through her. Throughout it all, he kept the camera focused on her, on them, joined together as they should be, as no mother and son could ever be. That thought triggered her next big O, softer and less intense than the first, but welcome just the same.

Tracy's limbs felt weak, wrung out. Her legs shook, barely able to keep her up, while her arms, cradling the back of the chair, felt like they might give up at any moment. But Andy had already cum once, and while she knew he was good for another, it wouldn't be right away. He'd try to draw out her own pleasure as long as he could, as he always did. 

But they would have to find another position to do that, and she wanted the video to end a certain way. Even as a third orgasm threatened to overtake her, Tracy focused on bringing her young son off along with her. She tightened her vaginal muscles around him, began to slowly swing her hips back and forth in a semicircle, and tried to find her voice. 

Andy thrust again and again. He was fairly certain that his mother had come off at least twice, and he wanted her to come one more time before he finished in her, or on her. In her, he thought, that's what she said before. He could barely remember, even though it was only moments before. It was hard to think while fucking his mother, at least about anything but fucking his mother, and then she started to do that thing with her hips, and his concentration slipped even further. "Oh, fuck, Mom," he grunted. 

"Yes, baby, fuck Mom," she said, her voice a breathy rasp. It gained strength as she fucked her hips back at him, urging him to cum. Her fingers caressed and squeezed his balls. "You're fucking Mommy so good, baby, you know just what I need. My own son, fucking me, so hard, so deep, so... um... so fucking good."

Andy kept silent, concentrating. He could feel that familiar pressure building at the base of his cock. He sawed in and out of his mother rapidly, sluicing through her juices, but then suddenly lurched forward, driving himself as deep as he could. His cock expanded deep within her, swelling as the first shuddering throb sent a jet of steaming jism spiraling into her depths. Andy made a strangled sound, somewhere between a grunt and a growl, as he emptied his weapon into his mother's pussy. 

Tracy felt a minor orgasm crest within her as Andy flooded her womb. He had just come in her mouth, but still he jetted gallons of spunk into her. She shivered deliciously with each impact of his sperm against her inner walls. He came and came, and after the first half dozen pulses, began to slowly thrust back and forth within her again, his cock squelching as semen squeezed out the sides of Tracy's pussy and down his length, pooling in his pubic hair and dripping from his balls. 

At last, after what felt like long, pleasurable minutes, Andy's flood flagged. He carefully withdrew, his softening but still semi-hard cock hanging low between his legs. Streamers of semen dripped down Tracy's thighs. 

She stood slowly on shaky legs and turned to regard her son. He aimed the camera directly at her face, but with a strange smile she took it from his hand and set it on the table behind her. Then she took his head in her hands and kissed him fiercely, passionately, savagely. Breathless, he returned the kiss with equal vigor, his delicate hands moving roughly over her lush, maternal curves. 

When they broke away, both gasping, Tracy suddenly noticed something. "What's burning?"

They both turned to the stove. Andy released wordless cry and lurched towards the stove, nearly tripping on his own pants. Tracy caught him, stepped around him, and turned off the burners. She coughed as a little smoke skirled past her face. 

"So," she said, "pizza or Chinese?"

Andy groaned. "Pizza, I guess."

"Okay, you call it in, I'm going to take a shower." Tracy kissed her son lightly on the lips once more. "We can watch our movie on the big screen in the living room over dinner."

Andy grinned hugely, ruined dinner suddenly forgotten. "Sounds like a plan, Mom."



Home Movies Ch. 02



These are true stories. I had accidentally found a videotape my son had made of he and his girlfriend Amy fucking. Not just fucking, but fucking in MY bed in the master bedroom! I've changed the names as my son visits this site too.

After watching the first session the picture reverted back to the same old soap opera. I was going to rewind the tape but decided to fast forward through a couple minutes "just in case" and sure enough after a few seconds the soap disappeared and an image of Amy appeared in a black negligee sitting on the sofa in the living room. Amy seemed to be listening to someone off camera so I cranked up the volume to hear what was being said.

"... and play with yourself." Was all I picked up. The voice belonged to my son who was obviously giving Amy direction as to what he wanted done for the camera.

"OK" Amy smiled at the camera, "toss me one of my toys." The camera sort of tilted a little as my son reached for something, then a large black dildo came sailing in from off camera. Amy plucked it out of the air. The thing looked to be about a foot long, at least three or four inches thick and was shaped like a man's cock.

"Mmmmm, my favorite" Amy purred as she rubbed the end of the fake cock across her lips. She began licking the head of the dildo then opening her mouth; she took the fat head between her lips. Amy slowly fucking her mouth with the thing. Light began to glint off of it as more and more of Amy's saliva ran down the sides of the fake cock. Soon it was slick and that's when Amy took it from her mouth and began rubbing it against the thin material covering her pussy.

The camera moved closer and closer to Amy's pussy until the dildo rubbing her cunt filled the screen. My son's hand reached out and ripped the sheer panties from her slit. Amy immediately shoved about half of the huge dildo into her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhh, God that feels good" Amy whined as she began to work the black cock in and out of her steaming pussy. Her other hand began furiously rubbing her clit. 

That's when I noticed the difference. Between the time they had made the first video and now Amy no longer had a shaved cunt. There was now a light dusting of red hair around the lips of her pussy. My hand was around my own cock as I watched the fat dildo glide into her cunt, pulling in the lips of her pussy and then sliding them out as she brought the thing almost completely out.

Amy began to fuck herself faster and harder. More and more of the plastic cock disappeared into her until she was taking about nine inches of the big black cock in her tiny cunt. From the way the camera was jiggling I figured my son was stroking his cock with his free hand – just as I was.

The big black dildo was glistening with a mixture of Amy's juices and saliva as she rammed it into herself. Every time it hit bottom she let out a little whimper. I could feel my balls begin to tighten, as I got closer to my own orgasm. All of a sudden the camera panned up to Amy's face. Immediately a long string of cum hit her, dripping from just above her left eye, across her nose and ending up on her lips. This was followed by three more blasts as my son emptied his balls.

Amy's tongue flicked out and licked as much of his cum into her mouth as she could reach. This seemed to be just what Amy needed as her mouth made a perfect O and a ragged scream escaped her lips. Her orgasm was obviously very intense. My son had recovered enough to pan back to show all of Amy's body. The black dildo had all but disappeared into Amy's cunt; she was squeezing and pulling on her tortured clit. I couldn't take any more and shot my own load onto the carpet, just missing the TV.

As Amy fell back against the couch on the screen I did the same in real life. The camera jostled around, apparently my son was putting it on the tripod because as soon as the picture stabilized Stan moved onto the screen and sat down next to Amy. Even though he had just shot a huge load of cum onto Amy's face his cock was still rock hard (ah youth). His hands went to her nipples and began to twist and squeeze them.

The effect on Amy was dramatic. One second she had been laying against the couch, her eyes closed basking in the aftermath of her orgasm and in the next her eyes were wide open, filled with lust as she shoved her tits into my sons hands and reached for his hard cock.

"I want your cock in my mouth, NOW." She ordered and forced my son up into a standing position on the couch by yanking his cock to her waiting mouth. As soon as the head of his cock was between her lips her hands grabbed his ass and pulled him into her. The camera angle wasn't the best but I swear that she took his entire dick down her throat in one gulp. For his part Stan brought his hands up to the wall behind the couch and began fucking Amy's mouth for all he was worth.

Stan fucked Amy's mouth for several minutes. Then pulling his cock out of her mouth and dropped back onto his heels on the sofa. Amy had a puzzled look on her face as she stared at my son with lust filled eyes. I could see she was not done yet, her nipples had hardened into pebbles and the areolas were puckered as well. Her breath was very ragged and she was covered with sweat.

"I want to fuck your ass while you fuck your cunt with this" he said, tossing the foot long black dildo to Amy. "Get on your hands and knees and shove that big black cock into your cunt."

Amy immediately dropped onto all fours then reaching underneath herself she shoved six or seven inches of the fat dildo into her cunt. Stan looked at the camera then grabbed Amy's legs to move her into a position so her cunt faced the camera. Sitting next to Amy he began running his fingers over her tight ass and stuffed cunt.

It was a beautiful sight. Amy's vaginal lips were puffy and red from the abuse she had already given herself. Droplets of her juices were all around the dildo as she slowly pushed it in and out of her cunt. The puckered pink star of her asshole would almost disappear as she shoved the fat dildo deep into her pussy. Stan ran his index finger around her pussy, moistening it with Amy's juices. He began rubbing her ass with his finger and ever so slowly pushed his finger into her tight ass until it was completely inside her.

Amy was ready to cum again. She was frantically shoving the fake cock in her cunt and even with her face turned away from the camera I could hear her moaning every time the cock bottomed out against her womb. Stan pulled his finger almost completely out of her ass and then shoved it back into her. He continued this process speeding up with every stroke until his hand was fucking Amy's ass at the same tempo that she was fucking her cunt with the dildo. 

Stan added a second finger in Amy's ass, which triggered another orgasm. This one didn't seem as intense as the first. Amy let out a moan and began to quiver. I watched as she held the cock deep in her cunt, her butt squeezing my son's fingers buried in her ass. Stan gave her about 15 seconds then pulled his fingers our of Amy's ass. He used them to slicken the mushroom head of his cock as he stood up. He positioned himself carefully behind and to the side of Amy's butt so that the camera could catch the action.

Tilting the head of his cock to Amy's pink asshole Stan slowly pushed until the fat head of his cock disappeared into her. They both froze as Amy screamed from the initial pain. Stan kept his cock still waiting for Amy to become accustom to it. After about 30 seconds I saw Amy begin to slowly move the fat dildo in and out of her cunt. Another half a minute and she very tentatively pushed her ass back against my sons cock causing another inch or so of it to disappear into her ass.

"Damn Stan, it hurts but it feels sooo good at the same time." Stan pulled back until just the head of his cock remained in her ass. He reached up and spit into his hand then rubbed his fingers over the sides of his cock, trying to ease the friction a little.

"Try it no baby." he whispered as he dropped his hand to her back and began running his finger nails up and down Amy's spine. Amy pushed back against his cock and a couple inches disappeared into her this time. She kept up this slow fucking until finally all of Stan's cock was sliding in and out of cute butt.

"Stan - - - fuck me now Stan - - I want to feel your cum in my ass." Amy had started rhythmically fucking her cunt with the dildo again and was pushing back to meet each stroke from my son's cock.

Hearing Amy's plea was all he needed; Stan began moving his hips, shoving his cock harder and harder into her ass. Amy didn't miss a stroke as she lifted her butt to meet each of his. I was hard again and keeping pace with them myself.

"Now - - - Now - - Now NNOOOWWW!!" Amy shrieked as she began to cum. This sent my son over the edge. Stan let out a roar as he shoved his cock as deep as he could in Amy's ass and let loose another load of cum while I shot my own cum all over the TV screen. 

We all collapsed. Stan collapsed onto Amy and they both dropped on the couch gasping for breath. Stan kept his cock buried in Amy's little ass but she had released her hold on the black cock dildo and the muscle contractions of her tight cunt forced it out of her pussy. I collapsed onto the floor. I couldn't take any more and stopped the tape.

When I had caught my breath I pushed myself up to a sitting position and stripped off my T-shirt. I used it to wipe my cum off of the TV screen. 

I wondered how many more sessions were on the tape. Glancing at the clock I saw that I had about two and a half hours before the family would be getting home. I knew that once Stan figured out that they had left the tape downstairs it would disappear to wherever they kept it – I HAD to make a copy. Rushing around I found a new, blank tape; loaded it into the VCU (it's a dual deck system) rewound my son's tape and began the copying process.

As it turned out there was one more session on the tape. It was a different than the first two. The kids were outside for the final session and there was a little surprise at the end. Let me know if you want to hear about it.



Home Movies Ch. 03



I had stumbled across a home video of my son and his girlfriend fucking and sucking. The first thing that surprised me was how good Amy looked. Then seeing the tape of them going at each other on the same couch that I sat on watching the video was a real turn on.

As I copied the tape I discovered that they had recorded three different sessions. The first was taped in my son’s bedroom; the second in the living room; and the third was shot outside in the backyard.

The old soap opera faded into a few seconds of snow that was replaced with a shot of the backyard from the deck off the living room. At first I didn’t see anything other than the backyard and the pool, then Amy walked into the picture from under the deck. She apparently came out the basement door. As she got close to the fence that surrounds the pool the picture zoomed in as she turned and waved at the camera.

Amy was wearing a pair of jean cutoffs and an oversize T-shirt. This was nothing special; she has worn the same outfit around the house a thousand times. After waving at the camera she turned, opened the gate and entered the pool enclosure. The camera followed her as she walked around; moving pool chairs around then dragged a chase lounge over by the chairs. The scene faded to black as Amy sat down on the chase lounge.

In a few seconds the TV screen came to life again. The camera angle had changed, my son had apparently moved down to the pool deck next to Amy. She hadn’t moved and was still sitting on the edge of the chase lounge. 

Looking at the picture, something didn’t seem right. It took me a little while to figure it out. It was Amy. Her face was flushed and her nipples were like bullets poking thru the old T-shirt. As the camera watched she appeared to be squirming around on the chase lounge. It seemed like she couldn’t get comfortable.

Finally Amy stood up and said, “I can’t take it anymore. It’s driving me crazy!” Her hands went to the brass button at her waste and with a flick of her fingers she had unbuttoned her cutoffs, pulled down the zipper and dropped them to the concrete. She wasn’t wearing any panties and it became apparent what was causing her discomfort. I could just make out the last inch of a dildo poking out of her pussy.

Reaching down she pulled a six inch dildo out of her cunt. As she withdrew the bullet shaped thing I noticed that it wasn’t completely smooth; it had a little two inch long branch off the main tube that had been in Amy’s ass and another little arm that apparently was designed to massage her clit.

“God I thought I was going to cum when your dad walked in and started talking to us.” Amy giggled, “It felt like an electric shock in my pussy every time I moved. I thought he would NEVER finish talking.” 

The camera began to bounce. “Sure, you can laugh, you were no help. You enjoyed watching me squirm didn’t you? Shit, do you think your dad noticed?” Amy said as she reached past the camera and playfully smacked my son in the head.

I thought back and remembered an incident a few weeks ago when I came home early on a Friday and talked with the kids for a few minutes. I thought Amy was just not feeling well. But thinking about it now I understood why her face was so flushed and why she clutched my son’s arm every now and then. The more I thought about it the harder my cock got.

Looking at the screen made me get even harder as Amy was now sucking on the dildo she had just pulled out of her cunt.

“Mmmmmm, I taste good” she purred, “Want to try some?” Amy waved the dildo toward the camera. “Or would you like some of the real thing?” 

A hand reached out from behind the camera and began to massage Amy’s gaping slit. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as her pleasure increased. My son was now fucking two fingers in and out her cunt as his thumb assaulted her clit.

“Oh shit! I’m so hot.” Amy whined. She dropped the dildo and used both of her hands to furiously drive my son’s fingers into her pussy. “DDAAAAMMMMMNNNN I’M CUMMIIINNNGG!!”

Shoving my son’s fingers into her cunt Amy swayed as wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her. For my part I had pulled my cock out and was slowly jacking it up and down.

“Amy, we need to be careful,” my son said from off camera, “remember my dads in the house somewhere. Hell, he could be looking out a window at us right now.”

Amy’s eyes snapped open, “Do you really think so? Do you think he’s up there somewhere watching you finger fuck me?” She began shoving Stan’s fingers back into her cunt.

I could hear my son chuckle as he said, “You’re such a fucking exhibitionist! You’d love it if he was watching you right now – wouldn’t you?” His hand was now a blur as Amy used it to pleasure herself. “ It would make you so hot to know he was up there beating off; you wouldn’t be able to stand it.”

Both Amy and I blew our loads right then. She screaming on the TV and me shooting my cum all over the floor in front of the TV.

Thinking back I remembered that after talking to the kids I went upstairs, changed into a pair of shorts and T shirt then wandered down to the living room where I caught the end of a Braves day game. What a missed opportunity!

As Amy came down from her second orgasm in ten minutes she released my sons hand. Pulling it back out of range of the camera Stan said, “Baby you DO taste very good.” With that the scene went dark again.

Two seconds later the TV came back to life and it was obvious some time had passed. It was dark and I was looking at a shot of me taken from outside the windows looking out onto the deck; sitting on this very same couch watching TV.

“I don’t think he can see us.” Amy whispered from off camera. “Put the camera on the railing and get over here.”

The picture bounced around as my son placed the camera on the deck railing, still facing the window and then appeared in the picture. A couple seconds later Amy came into the scene as well – both of them were naked! My son had a huge erection that Amy immediately grabbed and began to massage. My own cock jerked to life as I watched the action on the screen. Stan had Amy’s’ nipples between his fingers and was twisting and pulling on them.

“OOOOOHHHHH damn!”

“Shhhhhh!!”

“Sorry, but you know what playing with my nipples does to me.”

“Well keep it down! I don’t want dad coming out here and finding us like this.”

“Like what? Oh, you don’t want him to see me playin with your cock huh? OK, I’ll do this instead.”

On the screen Amy dropped to her knees and sucked three quarters of my son’s hard cock down her throat. Stan stood there, riveted to the floor as Amy pulled her mouth almost off of his cock and then slammed it back into her throat.

My hand was around my own cock now, bringing it to full mast again. 

Stan grabbed the back of Amy’s head, furiously fuck her mouth with his cock. He was shoving himself into her so hard that he pushed her off balance and she fell backwards, ending up flat on her butt on the wooden deck.

“Get up here!” Stan whispered urgently.

Amy got to her feet, gingerly pulled a chair in front of her and leaned over it, presenting her cute round ass to my son. In no time at all he had shoved his dick into Amy’s hot cunt. They both tried to suppress their groans as Stan’s cock bottomed out against Amy’s womb. Stan stood still for a few moments, apparently enjoying the intense feeling he was getting from his cock buried in Amy’s little cunt.

“Fuck me goddamn it.” Amy hissed, “Shove that thing into my me while your daddy watches us. Show your daddy what a good fucker you are.”

The effect of Amy’s words was immediate. Stan let out a horse growl and immediately began to savagely fuck Amy. I could hear the slapping sound as his pelvis slammed against her ass.

Amy buried her face into the chair cushion to muffle the scream she let out as Stan pummeled her cunt. They fucked like this for at least ten minutes. Stan’s breathing became labored as he continued to pound Amy’s pussy. 

Finally he slowed down and then stopped, his cock still buried in Amy’s cunt, Stan leaned over her back and tried to regain his breath. Amy was also breathing very hard, but managed to look back over her shoulder at Stan and smile.

“Not bad for a little boy.” She teased, “But I bet your big ‘ol daddy could do better.”

Stan shot straight up. “You little bitch! So you want more do you. OK, let’s see how you like this.” In one quick move Stan pulled his 7 inch cock out of Amy’s gaping pussy and buried it into her ass.

Amy’s mouth dropped open and her eyes opened so wide I thought they were going to fall out. It looked like she was trying to say something but could make no sound. She tried to stand up but Stan had grabbed the back of the chair on either side of her and held her pinned to it.

As Stan began to work his cock in and out of Amy’s ass I began to rub my cock, keeping time with him. Amy’s hands clawed at the cushion of the chair as my son’s cock went deeper and deeper into her ass. 

“This big enough for you? Is this little boys cock big enough for your tight little ass?” It was Stan’s turn to tease. “Remember, don’t make any noise. You wouldn’t want my dad to see what kind of a slut you are; getting fucked in the ass right in front of him now would you?” He was now ramming the full length of his cock into her, faster and faster as he whispered to Amy.

“But then maybe you would want him to see you. See my big fat cock buried in your ass. See how you shove your ass back on my cock cause you can’t get enough of it.”

It was true; Amy was shoving back to meet Stan’s every stroke. I was close to cumming again as my hand flew up and down my cock. Stan grabbed Amy by the shoulders and pulled her up so he could reach her tits. 

“Think about my dad watching as I fuck your ass and grab your tits.” He was fucking her ass as hard as he had fucked her cunt. His hands were mauling Amy’s tits, pulling her nipples as far as he could before releasing them, only to attack them again.

“Cum for my daddy. Show him how hard you can cum.” One of Stan’s hands had dropped to Amy’s cunt and was furiously rubbing her clit.

Amy could take no more and let out a scream as her third orgasm ripped thru her. Her knees buckled as they both bumped against the chair and collapsed onto the wooden deck – out of the picture.

I remembered that night, watching the game and hearing what sounded like a scream from outside. But when I looked up I couldn’t see anything so I returned my concentration to the game.

After about five minutes of nothing but the sound of heavy breathing my son staggered back to his feet. It was obvious that he hadn’t cum yet as his cock was still rock hard and wobbled back and forth as he straightened up. Reaching down he pulled Amy back up and leaned her against the chair.

“Not bad for a little boy huh baby? Especially since this little boy hasn’t cum yet and is ready to do it all again. Think my old man could satisfy you like I can?” I thought to myself that I would sure like to try.

Amy pushed herself to a standing position and smiling up at my son said, “You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had. Lets go to bed, I want to fuck you for the rest of the night.”

“OK, let’s get dressed.” Stan said.

“No, no, no, no, no.” Amy giggled again. “You want any more of my pussy you’ve got to follow me upstairs just like you are. Grab the camera and follow me.”

Taking the camera from the railing I watched as my son followed Amy down the deck stairs, then into the basement and up the back stairs to the first floor. As they emerged into the hallway between the living room and the kitchen Amy spun around and began sucking my son’s cock, taking it down her throat.

I could tell Stan was trying to push her away from the crazy way the picture bounced around. Then I heard Amy whisper very softly, “Stop that! I’m gonna suck your cock until either you cum in my mouth or your father decided he needs a snack and finds us here.” The picture straightened out and it appeared Stan was leaning against the wall, as the camera watched the top of Amy’s head bob up and down faster and faster.

My own cock erupted as I thought of them not ten feet from me that night. About the same time Stan shuddered and pumped his own cum down Amy’s waiting throat. After she had sucked him dry Amy stood up and with a huge grin on her face she grabbed his limp dick, pulling him down the hall and up the stairs to their bedroom.

The last scene was of Amy stretching out on her back as she said, “OK, now it’s my turn. Get that hot mouth of yours onto my poor little pussy.” The screen went black, as the soap opera appeared again.

I have had this tape for about six months now and masturbate to one scene or another at least two or three times a week. I also find that whenever I see Amy in shorts or her bikini my thoughts always return to her naked fucking the shit out of my son. This never fails to give me a hard-on. We’re headed into Summer again, the winter snows are gone and I’ll open up the pool within the next week or two. I’m looking forward to seeing “more” of Amy and I now always pay attention to any sounds I hear from outside or down the hall. Who knows, maybe I’ll get to see a live performance one of these days..



Home Movies Ch. 04



For the next couple of months I'd sneak into my son's room every chance I could while he and his girlfriend were out to see if there were any new additions to their hidden sex tape. It was always the Same; it seemed that they had decided to stop filming themselves – which disappointed me greatly.

Then one day I got home a little early and as I was walking thru the dining room I noticed a new Sony camcorder sitting on the dining room table. I had seen all the commercials, but the old VHS camera we had still worked fine and never say a reason to buy one of the new models.

About that time my son came walking in from the kitchen with a sandwich in one hand and a can of soda in the other. "Hi pop," he said, "You're home early."

I told him that I had finished a project and decided to quit early rather than try to start something else. "Hay, whose camera is this?" I asked.

"Oh, that's ours," he replied as he picked it up. "We bought it a couple months ago, didn't mom tell you? I got tired of lugging around that big piece of shit to my filmography class and mom bought this new one. Pretty slick isn't it!"

I had to admit it was pretty slick. I also thought that this was probably the reason their VHS tape hadn't changed in months. We talked about the camera for a few minutes. My son gave me a demo on how it worked. When he popped out the little film cassette I asked how the hell you were supposed to show it on our VCR. He laughed, walked over to the bookcase where we keep all of our tapes and pulled out a VCR tape – that opened up to hold the little cassette. He also told me that he hooked the camera up to his PC and transferred the images that way.

Eight days later, on a Saturday, I was home alone. The kids had headed downtown to some type of on-line gaming conference and my wife had headed to the mall bright and early to take advantage of the sales at her favorite stores.

In no time at all I had my sons computer powered up and was searching the hard drive for any pictures or video clips. I was amazed at the number of videos he had on the computer. There were dozens of them, all seemed to be related to his class though. I was about to give up when I saw a couple labeled "I-O 1" and "I-O- 2. This was different than the format he used on most of the rest of the files and was several times larger in size. I selected the first one and hit the enter key.

The image on the screen went black for a few seconds. Then I heard Amy giggling in the background as an image began to materialize on the screen. It was a shot of Amy, on her knees looking up into the camera as she sucked a cock. She winked, and then deep throated the thing, jamming her nose into the owner's pubic hair. That's when it struck me – the cock she was sucking so well didn't belong to my son. The pubic hair was black with some gray.

Amy continued to give a first class blowjob as the camera panned back and away from the two. Obviously there was a third person involved. Finally the face of the owner of the cock came into view – it was my next door neighbor George! Shit, I thought, he's 2 years older than I am!!

On the monitor George grabbed two handfuls of Amy's hair and began to fuck her face hard as he obviously was about to cum. With a loud groan he shoved his cock down her throat, jamming her face into his groin and shot his load into her belly.

George finally let go of Amy's hair and she slid her mouth off his rapidly deflating cock. She looked over at the camera, giggling again, and said "That was fun, but I want more."

The camera jiggled around as it appeared to be attached to a tripod. Then my son came into the picture. He too was naked and his sizable cock waved back and forth as he approached the couple. 

"Suck on this for a while." Stan said as he shoved his cock toward her waiting mouth. "Suck me better than you did him." He tried to shove his cock into her mouth, but Amy grabbed his cock and held it an inch from her mouth. She snaked out her tongue and began circling the head of Stan's cock as her other hand fell to her pussy where she began fingering her clit.

By now my cock was rock hard. I'd pulled it out of my shorts and was stroking it furiously as Amy licked and sucked my sons cock. Apparently George was enjoying the view as well as he was pounding away at his cock trying to get it stiff again.

Stan had established a rhythm as more and more of his cock disappeared between Amy's lips. "That's it baby, suck on my big cock – take it all." He hissed as he fucked her face. "Shove your fingers in your hot cunt. Are you ready for me to fuck you yet?"

Amy groaned and in one quick move spit out Stan's cock, dropped onto her back and her legs spread wide. "Fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me with your big fat cock. Shove that thing into me p l e a s e."

My son was on his knees in an instant, burying his cock into Amy's waiting cunt. Two strokes later he was bouncing his balls off her ass as he fucked her. As Amy began to moan George dropped to his knees next to her head and roughly pulled her mouth onto his cock.

"God I haven't had such great sex in years." he groaned "Your girlfriend sucks like a pro Stan."

Stan looked at George and smiled and said "She fucks like a pro too." With that he grabbed Amy's legs and pulling them to his shoulders started fucking her harder and faster. Amy let out a muffles cry as Stan's cock began bumping against her womb.

I felt my balls begin to tighten up as my own orgasm grew near. On the screen George was pulling and twisting Amy's nipples as he jammed his cock into her mouth faster and faster. Amy squirmed under the double assault of the two men. 

George was the first to cum. Freezing in mid stroke he fell back onto his knees, popping his cock out of Amy's hungry mouth; he shot rope after rope of slimy cum all over Amy's face and tits.

Amy was next. Grabbing her own tits she twisted her nipples then let out a loud scream as her body shook, seized by her huge orgasm. This set both Stan and I off. He froze with his cock buried deep in her cunt. His eyes rolled back as he pumped his load into his girlfriend. I erupted, shooting cum all over my son's computer monitor and keyboard. I became dizzy and had to grab the computer table.

As I recovered I watched the three of them on the screen lying on the floor doing the same. I also watched as my cum slowly ran down the monitor screen. If George hadn't been breathing so hard I would have thought he was dead. Old fart like that should have died, I thought.

Amy sat up whit a huge grin on her face. "That was unfucking believable." She said. "You fuck pretty good for an old man." Turning toward George who was still flat on his back, sucking in air for all he was worth.

"And you my love - - I thought you were going to ram your cock all the way up to my throat." She leaned over and gave Stan a lingering kiss.

"I sure as hell tried." He laughed, returning her kiss and reaching over to pinch one of her nipples. "I'm glad you talked me into a threesome."

George finally showed some life. "And I'm glad I happened to be out in the yard when you got home and asked if I could help you out with something. Otherwise you wouldn't have had a third person and I wouldn't have gotten two fantastic blowjobs."

"I don't know" Amy shrugged, "we probably could have gotten Stan's did to join us."

George laughed. "That old fart. I bet he can't even get it up any more."

Amy giggled, "I don't know. If he's got as big a cock as his son it might be fun."

I was stunned by what I just heard. First by George's comment – the sorry stubby dicked SOB! I'm going to his place tomorrow and take back all the stuff he had borrowed over the years – and secondly by what Amy had said. As her words sunk in my cock began to get hard again and I began to daydream about what it would be like to slide my dick down her throat and into her wet cunt. Especially since I knew my cock was a good inch or two longer than my son's and at least three inches longer than George's!

Glancing at the wall clock I was brought back to reality. The kids were due back in thirty minutes! I cut off the computer and monitor. Then pulled off my shirt and used it to wipe up as much cum as I could find off the computer and keyboard. I had just walked into my bedroom and was just pulling on a clean shirt when I heard the door slam on my son's car. I made up my mind that the next time they were gone I'd copy both of those video files to my computer so I could lock myself in my office and not having to worry about being caught. I also vowed to do my best to encourage Amy to follow thru on her thought and include me next time she was horny.



Home Movies Ch. 05



I had stumbled across a couple large media file on my son's PC while looking for something else. You could have knocked me over with a feather when I opened one and the first thing I saw was his naked girlfriend sucking my neighbor's cock, while my son recorded the action! 

I almost got caught watching the movie when the family got home unexpectedly. I promised myself that I would copy those two files to my PC first chance I got…..

I thought I would never get a chance to copy the 'home movies' of my son and his girlfriend off his PC. With the holidays and school being out there never seemed to be any time when I was home alone.

FINALLY, the day after Christmas my wife announced that she was headed out shopping to take advantage of all the sales. Stan and Amy were all for going along, as they had gotten several gift cards and wanted to spend them quick. My wife wanted me to come along but I quickly begged off, saying I had a bunch of stuff to do around the house.

As soon as Stan's car disappeared around the corner I grabbed my little "flash drive" and headed for my sons PC. In just a few minutes I had the PC up and running and was looking thru the data files for the two movies I had stumbles across a few weeks ago. After finding them and copying them to the flash drive I was about to turn off the PC when it dawned on me that it might be worthwhile to take a more careful look for anything else "interesting" on Stan's machine.

It had only taken me bout 5 minutes to find and copy the two movie files, and knowing my wife I had faith that they wouldn't be back for hours. So I did a complete search for all pictures and movies on the PC's hard-drive. There were thousands of them! Most of the pictures were family, friends, and goofy stuff. Same held true for the movie clips. I had gone through most of them and was about to give up when I came across a folder named "Good Times". 

BINGO!

There must have been a hundred or so pictures of Amy. In looking at the thumbnail views most of the pictures were of Amy was naked and posing. Some were of her and Stan sucking and fucking. What surprised me was that there were several pictures of Stan's previous girlfriend Rachael. As with Amy, all Rachael was wearing was a smile in all of them. 

I also saw where there were ten movie files. Two, I recognized as copies of the ones I had found earlier on Stan's PC. But the other eight I had never seen before. The date stamps indicated that a few were several years' old, back when my son was dating Rachael. The last one had been created at 2:00 AM this morning! 

It took me about two seconds to figure out I wanted all of this stuff. It didn't take long to copy all of the files to my flash drive. Shutting down my sons PC I headed to my office where I locked myself in and began looking thru the pictures. I recognized the background in most of the pictures of Amy as being taken around our house. There were several though that didn't look familiar and I assumed Stan had taken them while he and Amy were on vacation. 

The few pictures of Rachel were very interesting. I recognized the background it the pictures immediately – it was my office! I could only remember once that he and Rachael had dropped by while I was doing some catch-up work on a weekend. I found it amazing that he had the balls, and the persuasive ability, to talk Rachael into shedding her cloths so he could take some pictures of her posing on my desk while I was off somewhere doing something.

After spending a while fantasizing about Rachael spread out on my desk I decided it was time to take a look at the second home movie I'd found. I also promised myself that I'd go thru the rest of Stan's "Good Times" movies as well.

The opening scene shocked me and made me whirl around to look at the closed locked door to my study. On my PC's screen was a picture of me looking at my PC. It had obviously been shot from the door to the study. In the movie I looked up, waved at the cameraman and said "Ah come on Stan, you've got to be able to find somebody else to point that thing at. I don't want to be in the movies."

The camera jiggled as my son backed out of my study and my eyes went wide as the frame captured Amy, naked, standing right outside my door. She had a hand stuffed into her mouth obviously trying to keep from laughing. My son could be heard telling me, "OK pop, I'll find somebody else to video – but I think you would have REALLY enjoyed being in my movie."

Amy now pulled her fist from her mouth and pushing her tits together, turned toward the open door and took a step toward it. My son's arm shot into the frame, grabbing her arm to stop her he hissed, "Are you nuts! You can't go in there like that!"

Amy whispered back, "Why not. I'll bet our dad would love to see me like this."

There was a little more struggling between them and the picture went black. Obviously Stan had to stop his filming to stop Amy form walking into my office. I paused the movie and sat there remembering when Stan had taken that video. I had been working on a presentation for work, pissed that I had to bring it home because my ass-hole boss had moved up the meeting date without telling me. I wondered what I would do if Amy walked into my office right now without a stitch. I thought what I'd like to do then paused and said to myself; no, I'd probably do nothing but get red in the face and pretend that I wanted her to get dressed – such BS.

Coming back to reality I heaved a sigh and started the video back up. The next scene was obviously sometime later. It was daylight and the kids were now out by the pool. Amy was wearing a skimpy hot pink (I thought of it as titty pink) bikini. Stan was in the frame as well in his swim team Speedo. From the looks of it he had set the video camera on the table in the cabana and adjusted it to film them both across the pool.

They were to far away to hear what was being said but it appeared as if they were just sitting in the sun talking, laughing and occasionally sipping on their drinks. This was boring so I began fast forwarding thru it. I was disappointed as I had for something other than 'wholesome family fun by the pool'.

After about a minute, 15 minutes according to the video tape counter, the kids got up and moved over to the cabana. I could hear them now, although they had both gone out of the camera's frame.

"Is he still watching? Are you sure he was beating off?" Amy chuckled. "Don't know, can't see him now." Stan reply.

"OK, quick, put the camera on the back shelf and cover it with a towel." Amy whispered. The picture immediately took a roller coaster ride as the camera was scooped up, shoved on a shelf somewhat higher than it had been than completely covered with a towel.

"No dummy! Uncover the lenses and adjust it to auto focus." Hands were seen in a blur as the towel was moved to uncover the pool scene again. Then the auto focus took over and Amy cam back into perfect view. "OK, that's great. I know it's there and I can barely see it. Get over here I hear somebody coming." Stan popped back into view as he dove for his chair. Seconds later a voice could be heard, "Hay Stan, you over there? OK if I come over for a swim?"

"Come on over Mike, Amy and I are in the cabana." Mike was our neighbor's son. He was about two months older than Stan. Short and heavyset Mike looked a lot like his father. I always considered him to be a lazy bum. He had done fine thru high school, but then decided it would be easier to live off his parents than go to school or get a job.

Mike walked into view dressed in a pair of baggy shorts that looked like it would be a tossup as to which would happen first; either they were going to fall off of him or they were going to fall apart. He was wearing a T-shirt that had a drawing of a huge straw on it starting at about mid chest and going to the bottom of the shirt. Above the picture was the phrase SUCK THIS in bold letters. The way the T-shirt was loosely tucked into Mike's shorts it looked like it was pointed straight at his crotch.

"What's up bro?" Mike inquired as he ambled over to Amy's side. "Lookin REAL good there Amy." He said and then casually reached up and squeezed one of her tits. 

I about fell out of my chair! Amy didn't seem to even notice and Stan paid no attention as he just sat there smiling. Mike let go of Amy's tit and sat down next to Stan. They chatted for the next few minutes about nothing important. I was starting to get bored with the whole thing and wasn't paying too much attention to the small talk when Mike reached into his shorts. It was obvious that he was playing with his dick. Turning up the sound a little I caught the tail end of Mike's statement, "… your fault Amy. I can't help it."

"Bullshit", Amy chuckled as she stood up and moved to the space between Stan and Mike's chairs. "You're just a horney bastard. Shit, you get a boner looking at a knot hole."

Laughing aloud she fished her hand into Mike's shorts next to his. "Anyway, I don't see how you can tell if you're hard or not with that little thing." 

As his face reddened, Mike grabbed Amy's hand and pulled it out of his shorts. "That's not a nice thing to say." He protested. "I can't help it if your boy friend is a freak with a horse cock and that's all you have to compare against."

Amy just smiled and reached into Stan's shorts with her other hand. "MMMmmmmm, that may be Mike, but I just love his horse cock." In the next instant she had flipped Stan's cock out of the top of his brief Speedo. Once free it grew to full strength, pointing straight up at Amy's smile.

Mike groaned and his hand dove back into the baggy shorts. Stan groaned as well as Amy's hand began to slowly work its way up and down his sizable dick. Amy leaned down and circled the head of Stan's cock with her lips for just a second, than raised up just a bit and began to bathe his cock with her tongue.

While this was happening Mike was presented with Amy's tight ass, barely covered by the bikini. He wasted no time in burying his nose between the cheeks of her ass. Amy pushed back into Mike's face and I could see her eyes flutter. It was obvious that Amy's wasn't the only one with a talented tongue. With his one free hand Mike reached up and untied the strings on the bikini bottom and it fell to the concrete.

Stan reached over and placed his hand on Amy's head and began to guide her as she sucked his cock down her throat. Mike pulled his face from her ass just long enough to stand up and push his shorts to the ground and yank his T-shirt off. 

Amy was right – he did have a little dick. Like father like son, I caught myself thinking absently. He then dropped to his knees pushing the chair out of the way and moved around so he was staring at Amy's cunt. Grabbing her hips with both hands he spread her legs apart enough so he could work his tongue into her pussy then violently pulled her cunt into his waiting mouth.

The sensation was obviously almost too much for the poor girl as her knees sagged and she let out a loud groan. Stan immediately grabbed a handful of her hair and held her mouth over his cock as he fucked her face faster and faster.

In just a minute or two Stan let out a yell as his entire body spasmed upward shoving his entire cock into Amy's mouth and down her throat. Frozen he stayed like this as he obviously emptied his balls down her throat.

This set Amy off as her face, chest and tits flushed. Her legs were shaking terribly and it looked as if it weren't for Mike holding her to his face she would have collapsed on the ground. All of a sudden Mike's little dick shot cum up onto his chest.

I chuckled to myself not only was he overweight; he had a pencil dick and no self control either. He was completely fucked.

After about 30 seconds all three of them lost control and tumbled to the concrete. As Stan's cock popped out of Amy's mouth the last of his cum oozed out onto her cheek. They were all sucking wind like they had just run a 4 minute mile. Pretty soon Amy and Stan regained their breathe and sat up. Looking down at Mike Amy chuckled again, "Damn Mike, what happened to you? Looks like you had a little accident there."

Mike finally rolled up into a sitting position. Still somewhat out of breathe he looked around and grabbing his discarded T-shirt he began to wipe his own cum off his stomach. "It's not my fault that you get me so excited." He whined. "You've got the hottest pussy around. I love sucking on it. I just wish you'd let me shove my dick in it sometime."

Shaking her head from side to side Amy looked at Mike like she might look at some poor guy who had just pissed all over himself. "Sorry Mike, you can suck on my pussy any time you want, but I've got no use for that little cock of yours."

"I told you, MINE'S normal!" Mike stumbled as he got to his feet. "He's the freak!!" he said, pointing at Stan. Now on his feet Mike was obviously unhappy. Reaching down he grabbed his shorts and hauled them up to his waist.

"Don't think so bro" said Stan as he stood up himself. "You got shorted in the dick department." Amy let out a hoot at Stan's unintentional pun.

"Bull" Mike hissed, now obviously pissed but smart enough not to do anything about it. "I've seen my old mans dick and my uncle's too and they're no bigger than me." Turning around he headed back the way he had come "See ya later" he said over his shoulder as he disappeared from the picture.

Stan and Amy just looked at each other and tried to hold it in. Finally they couldn't control themselves and longer and burst out laughing. "God" Amy chuckled, "I thought he was going to explode".

They both sat back down as the laughter wore itself out. They were quite for a minute or so then Amy leaned toward Stan and said, "Do you think he's telling the truth about his dad?" "Beats me," replied Stan. As a mischievous smile played across Amy's face she said, "Well, maybe we'll just need to find out."

It was at that moment that it dawned on me that I had watched the movies in reverse order. This was the first one the kids had shot. The earlier one of them with Mike's dad had been shot after this session. Glancing at my watch I figured I probably didn't have time to watch another mpeg. I shut down my PC then walked into the kitchen to grab a beer before I headed to the back deck. There I slouched into one of the lounge chairs and began to ponder how I could arrange to fuck Amy without loosing my son or my wife. After about 15 minutes I began to smile as a plan began to come together in my head…



Home Movies with Patsy



This story was hijacked, or maybe even inspired without my knowledge, by my WONDERFUL, GENEROUS, BEAUTIFUL AND DISCRETE(?) Muse, Lois. Right, my goddess? ARE YOU LISTENING?

"I'm ALWAYS listening. Flattery will get you EVERYwhere."

"I'm so whipped! And I don't get any tail from you"

"Don't you wish? Get on with the story I gave you."

"Yes, my idol." Grrrrrrrrrrr

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"So, hun, have you thought about what you'd like to do for Valentine Day tomorrow? Let's avoid the candy/flowers/chocolate and dinner cliche. Maybe find something we can both revel in? How about we dress you up sexy and turn some heads? You have so many teasing outfits that easily blow open or up. You can choose to flash your camel toe and sweet cheeks or go commando and bare it all. How does that sound?"

"You KNOW what I like. Maybe I should just go jogging commando in a mini skirt again. I really liked that since it felt so free and out of my control. You can follow discretely and watch the show and see if anyone cares. Is that my gift to YOU too?"

Yes, I DO know what she likes. "Well since you finally confessed how much you like flashing strangers, and pretty much everyone, I've learned to bask in your joy. Watching the sun or other eyes stare at your exposed tits, ass and bare pussy now makes my dick twitch; so yes it is a gift to me too."

"I'm so happy we came together, so to speak, and found joy in my fetish. Surprise me. I'll do ANYthing you like."

"I'm so glad you're leaving it to me. I've seen Ken trying to sneak a peek every time you bend over and tease him. Why don't we keep it small tonight and use him and maybe his girl? It feels like he's been hiding her. I wonder if she's real or just really ugly. I bet it won't take much to let you taste his cum. We can share hers and let them sample ours. Isn't that so much better than flowers?"

"Hmmmmm... We haven't met her yet, so she might be a challenge and a surprise, especially with VD here. I like it. Make it happen and surprise me. I'm going for a jog ...commando in my sports shorts, so you aren't missing much."

"I know what I'm missing. Your plump camel toe from the front and the flapping rear that flips up and exposes your ass and its hole. I'll be thinking about you. Let me know if you find it more or less exciting when I'm not following you. I'll call Ken."

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"Well, Ken, since you have editing skills and love doing it, I want to ask you if you'd like to help with a special home movie. I can't pay you, but I think you'll love the other compensation available. Are you in?"

"It's really just a hobby, so if you can keep me plied with beers, I'm happy to help."

He had NO idea what I hinted at or how much fun he was falling into! "Deal! This isn't a typical home movie. Last year, my gorgeous sister Lois came to me for help with her marriage. I eventually wrote an adult story, called Emancipation, all about her changes and how she went from a prudish germaphobe to a sex crazy, compliant, Pygmalian beauty. What she and her husband don't know yet is that I had cameras in here and recorded most of our first two days together - the FOUR of us. See, THAT will be your true compensation - seeing my wife and her hot sister naked and both beauties eventually fucking all of us. Intrigued now?"

"Ummm, YOUR wife? Does this mean I have to see you naked too? No matter. I know you've caught me perving Sue several times, well OK, every time you stopped by. Leaning in the car window and peeking down her top was always fun, but now you're going to SHOW her to me? ALL of her? Ummm, yeah, I'm ALL in! Where is she?"

"She still jogging ...and flashing. That's how she keeps those legs so shapely. How about I put in the first disc? We'll have to map all the DVDs before we can edit anything. Here's a pad and a beer, let's start our horrible, 'boring' job! When she gets back, we'll see if we can get a live show from her."

He gulped loudly. Ken's jaw went slack and I think he was drooling a little. I scanned thru the vid until we saw the two couples enter the living room we were in. "This will be the start of the movie, overlayed with simple titles. I wish I'd had a camera pointed outside to catch Sue's exuberant, near naked greeting." After turning the sound down, I explained the impromptu stripping game and how important the lesson was for Lois. We watched Sue move provocatively around the low table. At first, Sue kept her ass toward the men and, with legs locked straight, she put the scones on the low table. We watched Lois quietly, guiltily watch us stare at Sue's tiny skirt as it climbed toward her ass. The possibility of a live show from Sue kept him glued to the sofa.

"When her sister blushed, I was afraid she might still choose to just watch. She also stared at the full chest view of her sister's tiny tits dangling in clear view in front of her. The 2nd camera caught that and is on another disc. Don't forget to take notes for editing. Do you have critters in your pants or are you just enjoying the show?" Ken gulped again and adjusted his pants. "The camera was centered on the table, obviously facing Lois. Watch as Sue went around to Lois's side and extended the coffee cups toward us, letting us look down her shirt at her tits and nipples and giving her sister a peek at her ass. The camera just got a few glimpses of her nipples so far. This was the first time Joe had a clear view of Sue's tits and perfect nipples."

He scratched a note as he watched Sue fall gently into her seat then squirm casually, letting her legs spread a little as she moved. Lois reached for her coffee and her legs spread for us too. "You have no idea how hard this was for Lois. The girls crossed their legs or bounced their knees apart for us so we could peek up their short skirts for the game. Hey Ken, do you think your girl would like to watch this too? We could use the extra eyes and note taker. Maybe this will turn her on too? What's her name again?"

"Patricia, a.k.a. Pat or Patsy. Well, she's not a flasher, as far as I know, and she isn't into typical porn, but she has taken an interest in editing a short film we're making. I can ask her about watching strangers in a home brew sex tape. Maybe you can even help us with some camera work for our film."

Well, well. I thought Ken was going to be my patsy. Joke's on me. "Call her now. We can pick up from here. Tell her we're waiting for her and not to worry about what to wear. In fact, she should come as she is. Is she daring enough to come in her underwear, or naked? She should enjoy the chilling two block walk."

"Daring? She's a sucker for dares. I'm sure I can taunt her into it." He dialed. "Hi honey..." He explained what we were doing and teased her about staring at a friend's beautiful naked wife without her. He said he wanted her with him to keep him strong, but he was staying either way. She seemed reluctant and he abruptly changed the subject. "Patsy, what are you wearing right now? .... Just out of the shower? Great. We want you to walk here as you are... Yes... yesss, I do. OK. ...Don't you dare put on anything else. Come, run here now. Yes, I DARE YOU. Move that pretty ass down here." He hung up with a huge grin on his face. "She's coming and will probably cum too. She's no prude and gets hugely turned on watching amateur clips online and can lose control. She's on her way, but she wants to surprise us with what she's wearing, so I'm not supposed to tell you."

"You know, Ken, if we play this right, we can make a VD gift for Patsy too. I'll grab my camera." I also got the remote for the two nanny cams. No sooner had I placed the hand held camera on the coffee table and sat, the door pushed open and Sue whooshed in. Her green, loose, knit shorts had sinfully retracted into two serious wedgies, front and rear, that Sue left conspicuously untouched. Ken couldn't help staring at her swiveling, well-rounded and nicely framed gluts as she went to the kitchen for a cold beer. She knew he was watching and slowly walked her hand under her shorts, digging into the wedgie and fearlessly exposing her soft, beautiful cheek to a near stranger.

Ensuring he had a reason to look, she asked "Can I get you guys another?" We declined, but stared at her bared, pink gluts. She added, "Ken, I'm happy you could finally come visit. I think we'll get along great. Especially if you're going to watch THAT video." Posing willfully at the threshold, she wiped the cold beer across her forehead, then down into her cleavage and into her grey sport bra. "Oh, now it looks like I have three boobs. Doesn't it, Ken?" What a tease! I pressed RECORD on the remote for the nanny cams. She watched Ken's stare sink from her three tits to the tight camel toe wedgie that Sue seemed to proffer him. She didn't try too hard to suppress the giggle that escaped while she watched Ken lick his lips and shift the growing tent in his pants. Her staring blatantly at it didn't help. Using her best model walk, she slowly shimmied toward us, wiggling her amazing abs and her plump, clearly portrayed labia with each step until she dropped onto the sofa into the small gap between us. Ken started to shift away to make room, but Sue latched onto his upper thigh to restrain him. Lucky for him, or not, his dick was tucked down the other leg or she'd already have a firm grip on it. Was she just horny or pushing her VD gift? "No, stay up against me, Ken, and be cozy."

"Wait til we get to the hot scenes, Ken. She's already choking my dick. Ahh, the sweet aroma of arousal is in the air. Not that you've missed them, but look at those horny, plump labia!" That lewd guidance gave Sue the option to continue escalating, and she did. Ken leaned forward for a better appreciation of her charms. She spread her legs, tossed one over each of our thighs and flipped up the loose legs of her shorts.

"Honey, hand me that sheet of stickers next to you? I actually planned on using these in the morning as the first VD gift of the day, but I think Ken will appreciate them too." She found the two she wanted and we both wondered what she was doing. She peeled the first and pressed it into the waxed, small valley at the top of her thigh, a hair or two from her pussy. After pressing the second sticker into the other leg/pussy valley, she forced her legs open wider and asked, "So, what do you think these mean? What do you see?" We each held a thigh and stretched them open while we very closely inspected her groin and the few wispy hairs escaping her shorts from her upper pubes. After a prolonged inspection, including long, gentle strokes all the way up her thighs, Ken said he saw a little bit of heaven.

I didn't think her bare lips showed, but maybe one did. Ken still rubbed his stiff, covered dick. "And I think heaven is misting over and plumping up too. The stickers are a cupid heart and a black top hat. So, you're offering Lincoln your pussy for VD?" Ken had no guess as he was too busy drooling.

"Close! The top hat represents Lincoln, now President's Day, and the heart IS VD, so..... drum roll.... it counters the common complaint that there's nothing good to eat between the holidays. Are we all agreed?"

Ken moaned; I chuckled. Sue squeezed her fully exposed legs together and grabbed her labia obscenely. I took photos of her slowly rubbing her covered slit as Ken watched, and of her first contact with his covered dick. "I hope you're not waiting for an engraved invitation to examine my wife."

Onscreen, Sue's bro-in-la w, Joe was just reaching inside Sue's armhole and pulling her nipples. He couldn't see them there, so, inspired, Ken slipped his hand under Sue's sport bra and mimicked Joe's action. -click- No one objected, so he swept across Sue's tiny tits under the bra twice before leveraging it up and exposing a tit. -click- Sue leaned forward, stared defiantly into his eyes and raised her arms straight over her head so he could pull off the bra before he stretched it out. He dropped it behind the sofa and fondled my wife's bare tits. She reached under his cargo shorts and latched firmly onto his swollen cock. -click- "Hmm, cotton ...briefs?" He nodded and his leg trembled. Lois and Sue already removed Joe's pants and rubbed his barely covered dick. Though well distracted, he saw Lois show and remove her panty just before I sniffed them and passed them around.

Escalating again, the tv girls pulled Joe's Speedo off and sniffed his dick. Sue clawed her way under Ken's briefs and pulled his hard dick free. He groaned loudly when she squeezed him. She smirked. On tv, we got several up skirt glimpses of Lois' sweet, moist pussy as she struggled to remove Joe's shirt with her feet. That was all the permission Ken needed to stroke Sue's clad pussy. He stared wistfully at her plumping labia and bare tits, not sure if he should continue. A brief look at the tv showed Lois losing her top to Joe and me. We just set her big, beautiful tits free and made them bounce.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Come in; it's open." I shouted. Before Ken could turn, Patsy briskly came to the sofa breathlessly. She had answered our dare. The gorgeous, 5'9" knockout wore fuzzy, blue house slippers, a pale blue hand towel around her hair and a matching blue bath towel around her torso. It was the perfect size to nearly cover her from mid boobs to just below her ass cheeks. Though her thighs pushed the towel slit open a bit when she walked in, I couldn't tell if she wore panties. Despite the towel's overlap, she had to hold it closed at her tits to keep it up. My dick didn't need help to stay up. What an entrance!

She was excitedly chatting nonstop since she opened the door. "Ohh my God! THERE! I did it, I struggled not to run here, but my towel kept flipping open and there were many people staring at me. It was SOOOOO exciting..." and then froze wide-eyed. Sue's tits were exposed and Ken had one hand on them and the other fixed on her labia. She was still clamped onto his dick, which was still under his pants, but obviously out of his briefs. I framed all three and took a photo. "What's going on HERE? Did I miss the party already? Oh what great nipples you have. Is it impolite to flatter nipples before we meet?"

"Oh, hi honey. I tried waiting for you, really I did. But Sue is just too much to resist, especially with what she and her sister are doing on tv." He pinched Sue's nipple as his wife gawked then looked at the screen. "Lois' tits are nearly as big as yours." I guess he hoped flattery would distract her and let him continue digging into my wife's slit.

Patsy saw his hand in Sue's crotch and didn't comment. "How about I judge for myself?" I asked as I approached Patsy and reached for her towel hand. Since she wasn't shocked by the explicit action surrounding her, I assumed she was ready to play with us. I pressed my palm on her left tit and gently pried my fingers over hers and under the towel. I prayed Ken wasn't exaggerating about her. She yielded to my compassionate touch and let me move her hand away. The towel slipped a little and caught on her stiffening nipple, but not for long. I held her hand away from her body as the towel masque ever so slowly fell away. It dropped a bit, then peeled from her bare breasts, exposing full D-cups that still sat high thanks to her youth. "They are magnificent! Honey, don't tell your sister, but I do think these are more photogenic and so I like these even better. These feel remarkably firm for such large mammaries. Much more than Sue's, right Ken?"

In the seconds it took for Ken to nod, Patsy's towel revealed her muscular abs, snagged on her hip and finally fell to the floor. WOW! Her sexy, slim waist contrasted with her much wider hips giving a near perfect, classic figure. I was briefly disappointed she had panties on, but then knew I would relish dragging them off shortly. She tossed the head towel onto a chair and shook out her still damp, blonde hair. My eyes and hands worshiped the flawless creation next to me. As I savored the velvety texture of her warm, sensuous skin, I noticed Ken had finally crawled under Sue's shorts and had his fingers pumping in her wet cunt. I nodded toward them and Patsy turned just as Sue snaked Ken's dick head from under his shorts. "My dear, beautiful, sexy Patsy, you should know I'm recording this and we'll edit it together later. The finished video will be our VD gift, so maybe we should pretend we are making a porno, I mean a MEMORY." Patsy looked for the cameras and smirked. Sue slid her thumb around the glans which was already purple and glistening. She released his belt and fly and tugged his pants and briefs off together. Patsy watched her husband's dick leap straight up. As Sue shifted, he grabbed the bottoms of Sue's shorts and pulled them off her by both legs. Her beautiful little bare ass and pussy faced us as she bent over Ken's cock and stuffed it in her mouth. Her small tits dangled straight down with hard, tall nipples pointing the way. He yanked his shirt off and both were completely naked. With her pussy out of reach, he harshly sucked a beautiful little tit into his mouth and bit the sensitive tip.

"Ohhhhhhh, it gets me so hot watching him get intimate with another woman. It makes me want to finger myself in front of them, let them both lick me, or at least find a stiff dick to sit on." She was turned enough toward them that her perfect ass was nearly aimed at me. I pressed her shoulders down so she leaned toward Sue's exposed ass. As she bent, I kneeled behind her and watched her massive tits shift and hang deliciously. She held Sue's ass by both hips and kissed it as I bumped her feet apart. Her swollen, sexy pussy appeared between her legs and I put my nose against it and deeply inhaled her aromatic, intoxicating scent. When I pressed her gusset against her wet pussy, the large wet spot instantly spread to triple its size. Just before I licked and sucked her delicious nectar thru her soaked panty, I noticed her spread Sue's cheeks wide and lick her pussy deeply.

Though I was anxious to storm her barely defended fortress, her giant tits were too hard to resist. I shifted her wide, pale pink and sheer panties into her ass crack and pressed my face against her warm, supple, now bared ass cheeks. Inhaling her soapy and musky aroma, I reached around to sample her glorious tits. They were so firm, dense yet pliable with thick, tall, hard nipples that I couldn't help moaning as I scrutinized them. Keeping her tongue in Sue's pussy, Patsy captured my hand on her warm tit and clamped my fingers onto her nipple. Nearly crushing my hand was a hint she wanted me to harshly pinch her nipple. I squeezed it as hard as I could and twisted it. She surprised me when she moaned into Sue's gaping, wet cooch and shuddered in orgasm!

Beautiful Patsy turned and deeply kissed me with a tongue full of Sue. What a kiss! My dick painfully pressed my pants, desperate to escape. I relished the torture of two novel, hot, dense tits squashed against my chest. Her arms were wrapped around my head as our tongues fiercely dueled. Her skillful, unknown tongue, coated in my wife's pussy nectar, and her steamy groin crushing my swollen, ruttish cock threatened to make it explode even before she could wrap a hand or devilish mouth around it. The room dimmed, my head floated and she groaned into my mouth as she trembled in another orgasm. We collapsed onto the couch, next to my wife and her guy, with our arms still entangled. Mmmmmmm.

Ken breathily commented, "She's a fantastic kisser isn't she? Wait til she wraps her mouth around your dick!" As my mind returned, I noticed Sue swallowing Ken's batter and felt jostling that I soon realized was Patsy removing my clothes. As soon as she pulled my pants down, I swear I heard my stiff, throbbing cock scream out 'FREE AT LAST!' It was abruptly muzzled by Patsy's hot, eager mouth.




Home Movies with Patsy



Sue pulled my shirt off just before squatting on Ken's stiff-again dick. I watched her squirm on his cock as her chest reddened. Ken tensed and grunted, strongly thrusting his dick and cum into my wife's unprotected pussy. She quickly trembled and squealed in orgasm as Patsy gave me the most exquisite dick bath with her long, strong, wet tongue. When she felt my balls tense, she easily sucked my shaft deep into her throat, swallowed to warmly squeeze my glans and amazingly quickly coaxed my sperm directly into her belly. My whole body spasmed and kept pushing my captured, still stiff rod into her skillful esophagus. Sue was watching and grinning. "You'll have to show me how you did that so quickly, Patsy."

Sue turned and guided Ken to lie on the floor. "Now you get to prove my stickers didn't lie!" She straddled his face and hovered a moment just so Patsy and I could watch his creamy deposit begin dripping out of her and into his open mouth. He extended his tongue and lifted his head to lick into my wife's cum filled pussy and obviously enjoyed the mixed flavors and fragrance of her juices and his. While the sight didn't do more than inspire me to copy it, Patsy seemed to really get off on it. She licked her lips and moaned in orgasmic desire. Hearing her groan, Sue added, "Patsy, if you want some of this, you better come get it before your man slurps me dry."

Like a shot, she was on her back with her head next to Ken's and under Sue's spread legs. She briefly kissed Ken, licked his sticky teeth and lips then pulled Sue's wide open, wet pussy to her lips. I laid next to her and watched her lap Sue's swollen and sodden labia; lick deeply into her open grotto; suck and stretch her labia to release Ken's cum. As it fell onto her long tongue, I watched her savor the enhanced flavors. She pushed her tongue into my wife, then tilted her head back as she slid that skilled muscle up firmly against her clit. Just before her tongue tip escaped Sue's fleshy love box, she lingered on the delicate and erect clit then swirled around it and bit it. Sue shivered, shuddered, tilted her reddened face back and with a loud shriek, released a spurt of love mix into Patsy's mouth. I groaned.

As Patsy pulled Sue's labia apart and licked up the remains, I licked and bit Patsy's hard and tall nipples on my way to her deep South. While I wanted to linger in the light, musky aroma of those tasty nipples, I was too driven to her lonely pussy. Her feet were flat on the floor, so I pushed them and her knees apart. Her sheer, pale pink panty was the last clothing remaining on any of us. I took a moment to admire the 'sheer' beauty of her legs, waist, tits and face. How was I so lucky to meet and suck a stranger who was so beautiful? "Ken, I see why you hid this beautiful treasure from us." Finally, I stared thru her panty at the deep, thick slit under her little area rug. With such a tempting target in clear sight, I couldn't resist tasting her moist labia. I pressed my nose against her clit, sniffed her sexy scent and pressed my tongue firmly against her gusset and sucked strongly. Her fluids imbedded in her panty were gourmet quality. "Ohhh, Sue, you have to taste this wonderful pussy ...later."

I slipped my hands under her wonderful, plump buttocks and lovingly kissed her toned thighs. It was time, finally, to reveal her soaked snatch, so I peeled the drenched panty over her sweet seat then slowly down to her knees. When I drew them over her feet, her legs fell gently apart, her wet pussy lips opened and her heady, sexy, musky aroma found its way to my nose and deliciously into my lungs ...and brain. She made me delightfully dizzy again. I sucked her panty nearly dry, then tossed it to Sue to taste. Her inner lips slightly protruded, though not as intricately sculpted as Sue's, they were still hugely alluring. As I approached her fattened labia, deeply inhaling all the way, I slipped her legs over my shoulders. When my tongue touched her tasty twat and licked some of her joy juices, she lurched into Sue's pussy and grunted. Her nectar was sweeter than Sue's, yet still had that delicious, salty tang I love. I rubbed her clit with my nose then wrapped my tongue around it and sucked it taller. She moaned a few seconds then shuddered again in orgasm. I'm thrilled she's so easily orgasmic and will flatter myself, for the moment, that my skills are responsible.

This time I wanted more for her. While she still shuddered, I pushed two fingers into her hot, trembling, spastic snatch. The damp heat released more intoxicating aroma. I twisted my fingers around and pushed deeper until I found the tell tale ridges surrounding her G-spot and held still. When she stopped shaking and was nearly still, I stretched the area around her G. It was still swollen and immediately set her off into another orgasm. As soon as she caught her breath, I stroked it again and she again climbed into a gasping, shuddering, spastic and now screaming orgasm. Her eyes showed panic. Ken asked, "What are you doing to her. She's never done that or had so many orgasms in one day ...or week!" I wasn't ready to answer him. It was my turn to savor the depths of her steamy snatch.

I removed my fingers and licked them dry, savored every molecule of her nectar. Just before she caught her breath and calmed down, I slid my aching, throbbing, desperate dick inside her tight, hot, wet box. After three glorious thrusts, I aimed it up and slid alongside her G. She started breathing rashly. Before I passed out from the moist pressure, I centered my tool and bumped her G directly. I thrust, she SCREAMED, trembled wildly, clenched my rod and I came in a loud, stuttering series of grunts. The room got brighter and I heard whimpering (mine) just before I collapsed. I woke some seconds later to Patsy kissing me deeply with Ken and Sue hovering nearby. The first words to escape my lips were to Pat. "Ohhh, Happy Valentine Day." I returned her wet kiss.

Ken and Sue were on their knees. His fingers were in her pussy. Hers were pulling his prick. I sat up and watched her bend over and suck his dick into her throat. Patsy laid under Sue's legs again and started licking and sucking her inflamed cunt. I licked her clit, bit a nipple and made my way to Sue's ass. It was loose. Did I miss Ken fucking her rear? I rubbed across her rear hole then slid my stiff-again rod along Pat's tongue and into my wife's well-used cunt. She lurched on Ken's dick, wiggled on Pat's tongue and clenched my dick. This was one of my favorite positions: a hot tongue licking my dick as it plunders a hot pussy. Pat stroked her clit and came gently when I shot my cum into my wife; she orgasmed as I did and cause Ken to erupt down her throat. We four collapsed in one tangled, exhausted heap with huge, gasping grins on our faces.

I piped up, "Oh my! This is going to make a great home movie - one I'll want to watch over and over again, hopefully with you guys. I wouldn't bet on watching it without interruption! There's something I have to get; don't move." As I stood, Pat snagged my half-swollen dick and licked most of Sue's juice off then offered it to Sue. She licked and sucked my dick into her mouth and shared it with Pat until it was dry, even under the foreskin. I moaned and finally broke away. I looked back from the kitchen doorway and saw the girls sharing Ken's cock as they had just shared mine. Insatiable! Yet, I'm not complaining.

I pulled something from the fridge and hid it behind me as I went to Sue. "Honey, I know we agreed to skip the candy and chocolates part of VD, but I wanted to do this little thing for you. Ken's cum was your gift today, for tomorrow I had this chocolate rose. Happy Valentine Day. 'Sue, will you accept this rose?' Seriously, just to bring tonight into the rose..." I reached into Pat's pussy and stole some of her sweet nectar. With another finger, I dipped into the top of Sue's pussy and stole some of her luscious juice. Using both soaked fingers, I gently wiped their glorious, ambrosial feminine nectar around the rose and handed it to Sue. "I'm glad I got extras so I have one for you too Pat. I'm honored to share your gorgeous body with your guy, and my wife." I knelt and dipped my fingers into both hot pussies for their female ambrosia, wiped their juices around the second rose and gave it to Pat. As they sniffed their chocolated scents, I kissed each and asked, "Have you ever had chocolate with your sex juices?"

Sue giggled, eyes twinkled, "No, I haven't, but I haven't ever had chocolate with your cum either. I don't know how many husbands are as considerate and thoughtful as you to grant me another man's cream. Since, as you say, Ken's cum is a gift..." She reached deep into her Pat's pussy for my cum and dripped some into the leaves. Then she squeezed Ken's dick over the leaves until it dribbled a bit too. "Pat, you want some of this?" She did, so she got the last drops of his cum into her leaves. Pat opened her legs so Sue could scoop more of my cum from her. She lingered and stirred her pussy several extra times before extracting my juice and filling the rose with it. "Happy Valentine Day boys." Both girls licked the outer leaves lightly before putting the whole rose in their mouths and crushing it and all our juices with them. I turned off the cameras. I can't wait for the home movie!

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seminal: get friend to help 'edit' tape from Eman series, share wife on sofa; Ken is our Patsy; VD gift: Lois supplied the rest!

18 hr to 0030 2/1/11