2 comments/ 97638 views/ 10 favorites My Wife's Audition Video Ch. 01 By: Calvin427 1. Back Home in Berkeley After returning from our Seattle trip in April [described in "Nancy's Seattle Adventures," parts 1-6], it began to sink in to my wife and me how much things had changed. You see, after several years of staging situations in which I got to watch Nancy having strictly regulated (not full intercourse) sex with other guys, we'd changed the rules in Seattle. While we were there for a conference, she let me make a video of her (as I passed myself off as merely an acquaintance of hers) while she had a full-on fuck session with a guy named Jack and, afterwards, sucked another guy's cock. Back in Berkeley, we viewed the video several times a week. Each time we noticed different things. It wasn't until the third time she watched it with me, for example, that Nancy noticed how violently her breasts jerked back and forth as Jack fucked her hard from the back. "Wow," she said. "He was really pounding it into me, wasn't he? I didn't know my tits jiggled that much. I'm surprised they weren't sore afterwards. I should've worn a sports bra for a workout like that." We always ended up having sex after, and sometimes while, watching the video. It was an enormous aphrodisiac for both of us and we agreed that the video camera I'd bought in Seattle was potentially one of the most significant purchases of our married life. Way more significant than our new washer and dryer. One night about six months after returning to Berkeley, I asked Nancy if she'd allow me to make another video of her in a situation similar to the one in Seattle. Maybe I could do a more professional job this time. We'd just finished watching the video and were lying naked in front of our living room couch. She was a little hesitant in her answer. "I think I'd like to do it. With the right guy, I mean. Maybe if Jack came down for a visit. But, believe it or not, even with him I'd be nervous about having sex in this apartment. Some of our neighbors know us and I'd hate for them to find out I was fucking guys other than you." "Maybe we could set something up in a different location," I offered. Nancy had begun kissing my chest and stroking my hard cock. "Any ideas?" "Well, we could rent a studio, but that's pricey. Maybe we could find an outdoor location like somewhere in the woods or on a beach. Anywhere with privacy. We both know there are plenty of guys who wouldn't mind roughing it a little to get between your legs. And now that you've quit your job in the city, you'll be a lot more available for fun things like this." I could tell that Nancy, already aroused by the video, was getting even more aroused by the prospect of repeating an experience like the one she'd had in Seattle. She was kneeling now beside me as I lay on my back giving me an exquisite blow job. She stopped sucking my cock and said, "Well, there's that good-looking guy Gary from work I was telling you about. You know, the one who was always hitting on me. When he took me out for a drink after my last day there, he made it pretty clear that he wanted my body. Or I could give Jack another call. When I called him last week he said he'd really like to have another session with me. But I think he wanted something in private." Then she swallowed my cock again. "That wouldn't be much fun for me," I said. "But if you'd like a private fuck session with him, that's fine with me." The old feelings of almost painful jealousy and lust came over me. These feelings, with the added sensation of Nancy's mouth working on my cock, created an intense sensual mixture. Abruptly, Nancy took my cock out of her mouth and quickly straddled my body. After leaning forward to give me a deep kiss, she lowered herself slowly on to my erection. I felt her warm wet cunt gradually take it in. She stayed pretty still for several seconds, gripping my cock with her cunt muscles, before beginning to slide up and down, her perfect 34-B breasts bobbing enticingly above my face. "I'm not sure he'll actually come down here," she said, gasping slightly. "I think mostly he likes talking dirty to me over the phone. He kept talking about how good my cunt tasted, especially after he'd been fucking it. He said it was the best one he'd ever eaten. He said he liked licking my ass, too." Repeating what Jack had said to her over the phone as she rode my cock, Nancy was obviously getting more and more excited. I encouraged her to remember more about the conversation. "Did he say anything about how much he liked fucking you?" "Oh, God, yes. He kept telling me how tight my vagina was. And he said he especially loved fucking me from behind because he liked looking down at my anus. He said he loved how it puckered and relaxed as his cock went in and out of me." Nancy had begun fucking me harder and more rapidly and was already getting close to an orgasm. And so was I. Hearing how this virtual stranger, the same one I'd videoed performing cunnilingus on and fucking my beautiful wife, had talked so familiarly about her cunt and asshole, together with how great her cunt felt sliding up and down on my cock, had me right on the verge. "Nancy, are you imagining yourself fucking him right now?" I asked her. Her eyes got large. Then she stopped fucking me, laughed, and she slapped me on the shoulder. "Oh, fuck!" she said, breathing hard now. "Busted! Yes! Just now I was thinking about how good Jack's cock felt way up inside me. How could you know that? You don't really mind, do you?" She resumed riding my cock but looked at me with a momentarily serious expression on the face. She knew, however, what my answer would be. "No. It doesn't bother me. You know I really like watching you with other guys." Then, as I got more excited, I added details. "I like watching them finger fucking you and eating your beautiful cunt and stuffing their big cocks in your mouth and cunt." I said "guys" despite her only having actually fucked one other guy so far. "Oh, God, I love you, Cal!" she exclaimed. She was riding my cock harder and faster again, and I was glad she was about to cum because I knew I couldn't last much longer. As her gasping, squealing orgasm began, I came in several spurts into her already soaking cunt. I'm not sure she felt my semen shooting up inside her, but her orgasm seemed to be a lot stronger than usual. Then she lay on top of me for three or four minutes, her 115 pounds no burden at all, as my cock slowly softened inside her. "That was wonderful, Cal," she whispered. "Obviously I don't need Jack to have a great orgasm." Then she started thinking out loud. "I don't know why I got so excited just now thinking about fucking Jack when I've got you. You're actually better looking than he is and your cock isn't much different from his." "Maybe it's his technique. You know, how he uses his cock," I said. "Actually, it did feel different, even though he didn't do anything with me that you don't do. Maybe it was the condom. Not that I want you to, but you never use a condom with me. I think it could've been because you and the other two guys were watching. For some reason, knowing I was on display like that not only to you but to other men made the whole experience more intense for me." Nancy rolled off me then and, taking some tissues from a box of Kleenex on the floor, wiped off the semen that had begun leaking from her cunt. Then she stood up and walked into the kitchen. I watched her perfect ass disappear around the corner. I heard the refrigerator door open and close and seconds later she was back with a can of beer in each hand. She sat down next to me on the couch. "I want us to plan my next video session right now," she announced. And we did. What follows is a report of what went on a few weeks later. 2. Nancy Renews an Acquaintance It was a Wednesday evening in late September, around 7:00 o'clock, when we drove across the Bay Bridge to the city, by which I mean San Francisco. Nancy had arranged to meet her former office friend Gary at a neighborhood bar near his house in the Clement District. Before quitting her job, she'd worked with Gary at an insurance office in the financial district for nearly a year and a half. In several phone conversations with him, she'd explained that she was moving soon to L.A. to begin a new career in erotic modeling but needed a video taken of her. A friend of hers in Berkeley (uh, that's me, Cal, her devious and deviant husband-pretending-not-to-be-her-husband) had suggested that she pose for an audition video with some handsome, well-built guys to get "the right kind of erotic producers" interested. So she asked Gary if he'd help her find some male volunteers and be one of them himself. She couldn't afford professional models, she'd said, but she hoped the guys would be somewhat attractive. At first, he'd been taken aback by the request. It was clear to my wife from what had gone on between them that he'd really, really wanted to fuck her, so she suspected he wouldn't mind putting up with a little kinkiness. So she persisted with the line her "friend" had used, which was that the best commercial situation currently, especially in high-paying European and Middle Eastern markets, was one that contained a gang-bang. He finally agreed to do as she asked. But he said he and the other men he knew would probably have to be disguised somehow. He suggested ski masks and she said that would be OK with her, at least in shots that would otherwise show the men's faces. In their conversations, Gary had told Nancy he was between relationships. He said he'd had quite a few relationships with women, but he hated to commit to a relationship and they didn't last. Nancy's story, the same one she'd been using since beginning work in San Francisco, was that she was separated from her husband. Her moving to Los Angeles to start a new career, she thought, would put useful distance between the two of them. Her friend Cal, she'd told him, would be posing them. But, as much as possible, Cal wanted everyone to have fun and behave as naturally as possible. It took Gary almost a week to find two friends willing to participate in making a horny video with my wife. One of them, like Gary, had said he'd better wear a disguise. The other one was a free spirit. If it was fun and if Nancy was as beautiful as Gary said she was, he was up for anything and didn't care who recognized him. The week also gave Nancy a chance to get through her period. Waiting for this Wednesday night to arrive, I'd been a bundle of anxiety. There was little doubt that she'd fuck this guy Gary. But what about these other guys? Would they take turns fucking her or would they all want to have her at once. Would this session end up with double or even triple penetrations? Would I really be able to stand by and watch my wife getting used like this by guys I'd never even met? As we drove across the bay, Nancy was remarkably calm. She'd had a couple of glasses of wine at home before leaving, so that might have been part of the reason. She was dressed casually in jeans, a heavy sweat shirt and shoes with a two-inch heel. I'd watched her getting dressed and knew she hadn't bothered with a bra. And I'd watched her put on those very skimpy white g-string panties she'd bought in Seattle. After that, she'd applied some make-up and put her longish blonde hair up in pigtails. Wearing pig-trails and dressed casually like this, she looked like an absolutely gorgeous teenager. In the back seat she'd laid out a blouse and skirt, a diaphanous white blouse and a very short, pleated gray skirt, which she planned to change into when we got to wherever the video shoot was going to take place. Gary had said it would be at some guy's house near the bar where we were meeting. We finally arrived at the bar at around 8:00. It was actually a restaurant with a bar rather than the neighborhood drinking joint I'd imagined. I asked Nancy if she was sure about doing this. It wasn't too late to back out. But she just kissed me on the cheek and said, "Hey, it's just sex. It's not like there's any emotional involvement." I let her out of the car, parked a block away, and walked back to the restaurant. Nancy was sitting at the end of the nearly empty bar, and a stereotypically handsome blond man who had to be Gary stood leaning against the end of the bar talking to her. It was rare to see a guy that good looking who wasn't gay. He looked a little younger than Nancy and I and was wearing a polo shirt and a pair of jeans. My wife introduced the two of us (I was her "friend" Cal) and we sat down at a small table near the bar. Gary seemed very interested in me. As we waited for drinks to be brought to our table, he quizzed me about my knowledge of the porn business, videography, and so forth. I don't think he was trying to expose me as an imposter. He simply wanted to know a few things. I'd done enough research on the Internet to respond to his questions convincingly, and soon I was asking him about the session and who might be there. He said his friend Ernie, a former theology student at USF, lived about six blocks away. Ernie and another guy named Carlo, whom he knew only slightly, were waiting for them there. It was really Ernie's mother's house. She might be there, but Ernie said she never came down to the game room where Ernie frequently entertained. She would assume it was just another of his parties. Gary had just come from Ernie's place, and when he left Ernie and Carlo had been shooting pool downstairs with two other guys whose names he'd forgotten. A waitress brought Gary and me drinks. He had a beer and I settled for a glass of water. Nancy, who seldom drinks, sat demurely sipping the white wine Gary had already bought for her at the bar. "So, are there going to be five guys in the video?" she asked. This made her third in about two hours. The situation in the video shoot was supposed to involve her being too tipsy to care what guys did to her. But it was clear to me that she really needed the alcohol to relax. "I don't think so," answered Gary. "Ernie, Carlo, and I are in for sure." (I loved his use of the word "in.") "We're all set to get naked!" He laughed a little nervously as he said this. "And Carlo," he resumed, "doesn't plan to wear a ski mask like Ernie and I do. He's a real exhibitionist. The other guys, married friends of Ernie's I think, just heard what was going to happen and stopped by out of curiosity. I hope that's okay. I told them if Nancy didn't want them there, they'd have to leave." I turned to Nancy. "Is it okay with you? Do you mind other guys watching you in action with Gary and his two friends?" "Doesn't bother me," she answered, smiling at me teasingly. "Actually, it's kind of hot for me when there's an audience." "I hope they don't mind me capturing them in the video, too," I said. "I can't frame every shot so narrowly that I'll cut them out. If I accidentally get their faces, I can blur them, of course. The same goes for you, Ernie, and the other guy. I can keep your faces out of the video for blur them if they get in." Gary said he'd talk to the others about whether or not they really needed disguises. We chatted for another twenty minutes or so. Nancy talked about her husband "Bob." If he knew what she was about to do, he'd really freak out. He'd accused her of being unfaithful before, but he could never imagine anything as unfaithful as having sex with multiple men. We finally left the restaurant. Nancy climbed into Gary's car, which was parked just outside, and the two of them waited for me there while I retrieved our car. When I pulled up next to Gary's car five minutes later, so he could lead me to Ernie's house, I saw through the side window that he had pulled my wife to him and was giving her a deep kiss. His left hand appeared to be playing with her breasts. I watched them necking for a few seconds before tapping the horn to let them know I was there. Gary released Nancy, turned toward me and flashed a big sheepish smile, and took off for Ernie's house. It turned out to be a drab but substantial place right next to Golden Gate Park. Gary ran up the stairs and rang the front door bell while Nancy picked up her purse and her blouse and skirt from our back seat and I got the video camera out of the trunk. Ernie, a stocky guy in his middle twenties who looked like he worked out a lot (he was wearing a muscle shirt and sweat pants), welcomed us at the front door and led us downstairs to the game room. Grungy music, fairly loud, grew louder as we descended. Three guys were standing by the pool table watching expectantly as the four of us (Ernie, Nancy, Gary, and I) came down the stairs. The game room was warm and stale-smelling. All three really checked out Nancy, of course. "Holy shit, Gary," shouted one of the guys over the music, "you were right about this one. She's beautiful!" One of the others, a guy with a big beer gut, agreed raucously, though I couldn't quite make out his words. Ernie walked over to the sound system and turned off the music. "Maybe Nancy doesn't want to listens to that crap," he said. She smiled at Ernie. "It's all right with me," she said. Then she walked over to the three guys by the pool table and shook hands with them. The first and second guys she introduced herself to were the married guys, both named Jim. One of the Jims was a pale, out-of-shape redhead. It was the other Jim, a thin guy with bushy black hair, who had shouted to Gary how good Nancy looked. Both Jims made a point of saying, apologetically, that they were just there to observe. The third guy was Carlo, who was to be one of the active participants. He was a tall, Italian-looking guy wearing loose shorts and a t-shirt. It sounded like he had a slight accent when he introduced himself. Nancy walked over to a door at the back of the room. "Is this a bathroom here?" she asked. "I need to change into something else." Nancy pushed open a small door at the rear of the game room. Looking past her, I could see that it had a toilet and basin in it. She shut herself in to change clothes. "Actually," I said to Ernie, who was rummaging through some CDs, "for this kind of shoot, it's better to have the music on pretty low so I can record sounds and whatever is said." Ernie put several CDs in his machine and soon something innocuous and not very loud was playing. Waiting for Nancy, the guys re-introduced themselves and Ernie passed out cold beers. I talked about the scene that Nancy and I had planned. It was a basic plot that left some room for improvisation. We thought we'd start with Nancy and Gary fooling around with each other. The back-story was that he'd picked her up in a bar and that she was pretty drunk. When things start getting hot, Ernie, Carlo, and the two Jims (supposedly friends of Gary's) would drop by unexpectedly. At first, Nancy would act embarrassed by the situation. But as Ernie and Carlo joined Gary, she would lose all inhibitions. I told them to take it slow because it was sexier that way. I wanted a video that was nearly half foreplay. That meant, for quite a while, I wanted segments of Nancy being fondled, sucked, kissed, and so forth. When it came time for fucking, I had condoms for them that Nancy insisted they wear. I also had a tube of K-Y Jelly. Without much difficulty, I talked them out of wearing disguises. Concealing their faces, I told them, could easily be done technologically. Finally, Nancy, wearing her white blouse (not tucked in), her short gray skirt, and the same shoes she worn earlier, emerged from the little bathroom. As she walked, her breasts jiggled and bounced freely inside the blouse. Gary and the others leered at her unabashedly. Ernie handed her a beer. She walked over to me and said, "I guess you explained what you're after, Cal. I overheard part of what you said from the bathroom. Did you mention the condoms?" My Wife's Audition Video Ch. 01 I said I had and for a few minutes the four guys just stood around looking oddly shy. Nancy finished her beer quickly. Then, as she walked around the game room idly looking at pictures, Carlo walked over to her. He caught up with her just next to the pool table. "I sure like the way your tits look in that blouse, Nancy," he said. "Maybe you could undo one or two more buttons for us?" Nancy had already unbuttoned her top button, but she did as Carlo asked. She slowly undid two more buttons and looked at him to get his reaction. "Is this better?" she asked. Ernie walked over to her then and said he liked it a lot because he could see that her breasts weren't too large. To him, they were just the right size. Both Jims said similar complimentary things. Gary was sitting at the bar watching Nancy and the guys with an amused, rather smug, look on his face. "Thank you," said Nancy. "I'm glad you like them. "May I feel them?" asked Carlo. Nancy laughed. "No, you may not. Not yet, anyway. Gosh, what kind of a girl do you think I am?" Everybody cracked up at that. Everyone was having a good time, but I decided to get things moving a bit. So I said, using my best director's voice, "Let's do a little warm-up footage of you shooting pool, Nancy. I'll get some shots of those tits we all love so much and some more looking up your skirt before we get started with the real action. Just leave your blouse unbuttoned like that." Ernie quickly got a cue-stick for her and rolled a few balls into the middle of the table, which was full-sized. There was some confusion at first as I took some preliminary footage of Nancy moving around the table holding her cue stick. The guys scrambled around the little room trying to stay out of view of my camera. I managed to get several side-shots that showed all or nearly all of her breasts as she leaned forward to line up various shots. The overhead light was pretty good in the middle of the game room where the table was, so it didn't matter much which angle I shot from. After filming glimpses of my wife's tits for several minutes, I told her to lean way forward and act as though she were taking a couple of shots from the end of the pool table closest to the small bar. The guys immediately took seats at the bar behind me so they'd be out of the way and also so they could share the camera's view of Nancy's rear end. Getting down on one knee for a low angle, I told her to hike up her skirt a little more and act as though she were trying to hit the cue ball which was resting near the center of the table. She laughed and fell into the roll of ditzy blonde as I started shooting. "Gosh," she said, in her best dumb-chick voice, "it's really hard to reach the white ball when it's out in the middle like that." She then leaned so far forward that she was almost lying on her belly. As she did this, her skirt rode up far enough to expose her bare ass cheeks. From my vantage point, which was lower than the guys' at the bar, I had an excellent view between her legs of her thong panties partially covering and partially wedged between her cunt lips. "I still can't reach it!" she said in apparent frustration. Then she stood up and looked over my head at the guys seated at the bar. Her blouse had fallen open so that her right breast, its light pink nipple quite erect, was briefly on full display. "What should I do, guys?" Out-of-shape Jim said, "You're going to have to throw a leg up on the side of the table so you can reach further." Carlo chimed in: "Can I show you how to do it?" "Thanks, but I'll manage. Do you mean like this?" Nancy swung her right leg up so that her knee and inner thigh rested on the pad. Then, leaning forward again on her left elbow, making it look like she was lining up a difficult shot, she gave us all a wonderful and prolonged look at her gorgeous ass. She spent almost thirty seconds laid out like this. From where I knelt, I could clearly see little tufts of reddish-blonde cunt hair showing on either side of the very narrow patch of white that made up the panel of her g-string panties. And only the tiniest white string passed over her asshole, which I zoomed in on. As I focused on this wonderful target, someone brushed against me slightly as he took his place next to me on the floor. It was the very forward Carlo. It seemed that he was using his cell-camera to make a video of his own. He smiled at me and said, "That's a beautiful ass and pussy shot, I think." I was a little annoyed. I hadn't counted on anyone else making a video. "It's okay to take a shot now, Carlo," I said, "because we're just fooling around now. But when I actually start shooting our video, I want you to put your cell away, okay?" He continued shooting for a few more seconds before stopping. "That's fine with me," he said. "Besides, I'll be too busy with Nancy to do any photography. I can hardly wait to get her out of those little panties." I heard Gary laugh behind me. "They'll be gone long before you get involved," he said. Nancy straightened up then, laid her pool cue on the table, and said to Gary, "I hope you're not all talk." Nancy, apparently bored with the pool table set-up, walked over to the bar and had another drink (a bourbon and water this time) with the five guys. While she did this, I spent a little time rearranging the lights in the room as best I could. The lighting was far from professional, of course. With Ernie's permission, I moved a floor lamp over by the couch, which was below a high window facing the street. Since it was dark, only a little street-light came in through it. The ceiling light was fair, but I thought the additional illumination of the floor lamp would be a good idea. Then I cleared a place in front of the couch and spread out a sleeping bag there as padding over the concrete floor. As I did this I noticed Nancy was getting quite friendly with her new acquaintances. There was a lot of laughter and quite a bit of touching. Once I heard her say, "Stop that or I'll tell my husband!" Shortly afterwards, she returned to the bathroom at the far end of the room. The guys carried on drinking and joking with one another until she reemerged about five minutes later. The next time I looked over at my wife and her five new friends, she had sat down on a tall stool with her back to the bar nursing the drink she'd left there. She'd let her skirt ride way up her slender thighs and her legs were spread fairly wide. From where I was, fifteen feet away and looking intermittently past the guys milling around her, I could see all the way to her almost naked crotch. As I watched, in-fair-shape Jim placed a hand on her knee and, only seconds later, Gary shot his hand down Nancy's open blouse and boldly cupped her right breast. I heard him say something like, "I've just gotta have those tits." She laughed and pulled his hand off her breast, saying, "I said not now!" Two or three minutes later, as more and more hands made contact with my wife's body, I called out that I was ready to shoot. Gary took Nancy by the hand and led her through the other guys and over to the couch. He sat down and pulled her down next to him. "Should we strip down now?" Ernie asked from behind me. I repeated to him that I'd planned for the first part of the video to feature only Gary and Nancy. The segment would take around thirty minutes, maybe a little longer. Then, I said, I'd signal for Gary's friends to "barge in" on the couple. So, at first, Ernie and Carlo would be fully dressed. They could undress as they got involved with Nancy. The two Jims might get undressed a little later if the occasion arose. I suggested to the two Jims that it might be a nice touch for them, as off-camera non-participants, to make raunchy comments about what was going on in the couch area. Maybe they could say something about Nancy's body, what someone was doing with or to it, or what she was doing in return. They could be a sort of triple-X rated Greek chorus. If the comments became too much of a distraction, I'd ask them to let up on them. 3. Nancy and Gary Finally Get Busy "Too bad about this barging in business," said Gary, whose left arm was already draped around Nancy's shoulders, "because this'll be our first time together." His hand dangled inside her blouse so that it lightly touched her left breast. She reached up and kissed Gary on the cheek. "I know. And you're really doing me a big favor. Maybe we can do the private thing later, okay?" Then she looked over to where Carlo, Ernie, and the two Jims stood and said, "And I really want to thank all you guys, too. I know this is all pretty kinky and probably not what you're into." To hear my gorgeous wife actually thanking guys (who, except for Gary, would never have a chance with someone who looked like her) in advance for having sex with her, sent a sick little thrill down my spine and straight into my cock. For some reason, the thought of my way-above-average-wife submitting thankfully to such average guys was a weird sort of turn-on. I then gestured to the guys at the bar to remain silent and trained the video camera on Gary and Nancy as they sat on the (facing me) left end of the couch. Gary sat on the far left of the couch with Nancy practically in his lap. "I think we can get started now. Just do what comes natural and try to ignore me," I said. I barely got the words out because my mouth was suddenly very dry. At first there was a lot of necking. Gary had taken his left arm off Nancy's shoulder and now used his right hand to rummage around inside Nancy's mostly open blouse. As he caressed her breasts, she began breathing heavily and making little whimpering sounds. After two or three minutes, she broke off kissing him and said, just loud enough for the audio unit in the camera to hear, "Oh, yes, that feels so good. But I'm so drunk I'm not sure I should be here." "You're not too drunk. You're just right," said Gary. "Let me help you out of this blouse." Nancy straightened up as Gary undid the bottom two buttons of her blouse and pulled it open. At last, her gorgeous breasts, their nipples fully erect from the stimulation they'd been receiving, were fully exposed. A noise came from the bar just then, a rather crude groan of appreciation from at least two of the guys sitting there. I turned around and frowned at them, pretending to care about the production value of what I was doing. Actually, the fact that all these guys were appreciating my wife's body was very exciting to me. After helping her out of her blouse, which he tossed on the floor, Gary firmly pulled Nancy to him. The two resumed kissing. I zoomed in on Gary's right hand squeezing and fondling her naked left breast as they kissed. She broke off kissing Gary several times to whisper things to him or make excited little gasping noises, especially when he got a little rough with her left nipple between his fingers. She had kicked off her shoes by now and had brought her knees up under her body. After a minute or so of necking and tit fondling, Gary gently laid Nancy backward until she lay face-up with her head toward the right end of the couch and her bare legs, slightly spread, aimed toward him. Her little gray skirt had gathered around her waist, so I knew that her handsome friend, now on his knees at his end of the couch, was enjoying a very good view of her crotch. I walked to the left end of the couch then and shot for a few seconds over Gary's shoulder to capture on video what he was seeing. The view didn't last long because he quickly stripped off his shirt and lunged forward on top of Nancy. As they lay there kissing, she threw her arms around his neck and occasionally ran her hands through his hair. Gary then moved down Nancy's body until his head was just over her breasts. He was now straddling her legs, crouching over her with most of his weight on his left arm. I moved to the front of the couch and kneeled to focus the camera on my wife's beautiful pink nipples, which were taut and jutting upward as though asking to be sucked and fondled. And suck and fondle them he did. After caressing each breast and pinching her nipples, he took first one then the other nipple between his lips. They grew longer and deeper pink as he sucked them. "Oh, Gary, that really feels good. Don't stop," she whispered. Seconds later, I got an especially nice sequence of Gary's tongue lashing my wife's right nipple with his tongue. The tip of his tongue sort of batted her nipple up and down and side to side. Nancy was making little moaning sounds and saying softly "Oh yes, yes, do it like that." Hearing and watching this as I videoed them, I had an irrational urge to put down the camera and push Gary off her. My hard cock was pulsing in my pants. A comic inner voice of outrage sounded in my brain. How dare she let another man do this to her? And right in front of me! These would be the thoughts of a normal husband. But, of course, I'm not that guy. Soon, as I knew it would, the situation on the couch got even better. Gary stood up and pulled off his jeans and briefs. I backed away from the couch a few feet and got a nice sequence of Gary standing naked and Nancy looking up appreciatively at his body. I was behind him so couldn't see his cock, but my wife was clearly very impressed with it. "Wow, Gary. That's a really nice hard one!" she exclaimed. I quickly moved around to the right end of the couch to get a shot from Nancy's vantage point. I got a few seconds of Gary standing in front of the couch looking down at Nancy with his cock standing upward at about the two o'clock position. It was pretty long, maybe about the size of my cock, but thinner. Then he moved toward Nancy as she, topless and wearing only her little skirt, sat bolt upright near the center of the couch. I returned to a position to the right-front of the couch just in time to watch my beautiful wife reach forward with both hands to receive Gary's erection as though it were a religious offering. Gently, she pulled him by the cock until he stood directly in front of her, the crown of his cock only inches from her mouth. I heard a slight commotion behind me and, without stopping the camera, glanced back to see that Carlo, Ernie, and the two Jims creeping up to get a closer look at the action. The two Jims and Ernie looked rather sheepish. But Carlo's expression was one of pure lust. I gestured to them to remain silent. Nancy was leaning forward now and licking just the end of Gary's cock, which he held steady for her in his left hand. Then, placing her left hand behind his thigh and pulling him toward her, she licked the swollen cock-head very deliberately, running her tongue over and around and over it again. Finally, she opened her lips and took about the first inch of his cock inside her mouth. For at least thirty seconds, I videoed my wife sucking and tongue-lashing just the crown of Gary's cock. Gary kept muttering things like "Oh, yes. God, that's good. Yes, now suck it." My own stiff cock was now rather uncomfortable in my pants. I wondered if the four other guys behind me were having a similar problem. A few seconds later, Nancy sat up straight and Gary's cock, wet with her saliva, fell out of her mouth. "I'm still partially dressed," she said, a little out of breath. "I need to get out of this skirt and these panties. Please, can you take them off for me?" He backed away a few inches as she stood up. She quickly unzipped her short skirt and let it fall on top of the sleeping bag. Now wearing only her g-string panties, she threw her arms around his neck and gave him another deep kiss. I got a good sequence then of his right hand moving slowly down between her legs, which she'd spread slightly for him, and caressing her cunt through the thin material. She gasped as the hand made contact, then returned to kissing him. When he slipped his hand beneath the panties and inserted a finger, or maybe two, inside her, she made a louder gasp and whispered, "Oh, Gary, I want you take my panties off now. Please take them off!" He abruptly picked her up in his arms and laid her back on the couch. She lay, as before, with her knees up and her head near the right end. Gary, his cock still very erect and bobbing, then climbed back on the couch so that his knees nearly touched her feet. "Lift your back up so I can reach under you," he said. I moved quickly to the left-front of the couch and knelt so I could get a good low angle of what was happening between her legs. When I was in position, Nancy arched her back as instructed. Gary immediately reached with his right hand under her ass until he found the rear band of the g-string panties. He gave the band a quick tug and the panties came away from her crotch. Actually, they stuck just a split second as they separated from her cunt lips because they'd been wedged between them and Nancy had gotten pretty wet. Since her legs were slightly apart, the panties stretched between her thighs for several seconds. Then Gary pushed her legs together enough to pull her them all the way off. Nancy, smiling at Gary, allowed her legs to fall open again. I could hear at least three of the guys just a yard or so behind me as I shot. Obviously, they were really enjoying the unobstructed view of my wife's beautiful, wide-open cunt. One of them said, under his breath, "Oh my God." Gary then asked Nancy to move her body more toward the end of the couch to make more room for him. She scooted back about two feet so that her neck and shoulders rested against the inside arm. Then he spread her legs as far as they would go comfortably and, getting down on the floor in front of the couch, he leaned into her so that his face almost touched her cunt. I zoomed in as close as I could and got a shot of the back of Gary's head and his right cheek as he paused for a few seconds to closely examine her cunt, which, since her body was turned slightly outward, I had almost a full-on shot of. Then Gary inserted his right index finger deep inside her and moved it slowly, ever so slowly, around. Videoing Gary's finger moving around inside my wife's cunt, I was afraid I might cum in my pants. I tried to become detached. This was hard to do because Nancy was now breathing heavily and making little "Oh, oh, oh" sounds. Gary's index finger, and soon his middle finger, continued working inside her cunt for at least a full minute. When he finally pulled them out, they were glistening wet. Then, suddenly, he brought his mouth down on her cunt and began eating her. I zoomed in and got more than a minute of Gary alternating between lashing her clit with his tongue and sucking it into his mouth. Gary's tongue and mouth had made my wife's clit bulge to the size of a small pea. And all the while Nancy was squealing louder and louder with pleasure and, holding her breasts in her hands, thrusting her pelvis up in little fuck motions. Gary showed no signs of wanting to stop eating her cunt. It seemed he wanted to taste her completely, for soon he had buried his tongue as far up her cunt as it would go. As soon as he did this Nancy shouted, involuntarily I think, "Oh, Fuck!" Gary seemed to misinterpret this utterance as a request, for he immediately pulled his tongue out of her now very excited cunt and stood up. "Where did you put those condoms?" he asked. I stopped shooting and reached into my shirt pocket to get one of six condoms I'd bought earlier. I was about to hand it to Gary when Nancy said, "Let's do something else first. I really want to suck your cock some more before you fuck me. If you lie down on the couch we can do a sixty-nine for a while." Then standing up next to him and taking his hard cock (which I noticed was leaking pre-cum) in her hand, she added, "Let me get on top, okay?" My Wife's Audition Video Ch. 01 "Okay," said Gary quietly, "but my cock is really, really ready for your pussy. Let's not wait too long." I placed several condoms and a tube of K-Y Jelly on a folding chair near the couch and drew Gary's, and the other guys', attention to them. At this point, I was standing up, too, and obviously not shooting. Seeing this, the guys behind broke their silence. Carlo said, "That was really hot pussy eating, Gary. Nancy, did you like that? I can do it even better than Gary, you know. And I can make you cum before I fuck you with this." (He had removed his shorts and was brandishing a large erection he seemed very proud of.) Out-of-shape Jim said, "Way better than a porno! I never saw that done before except in a porno." The other Jim just said, "That was fucking hot!" There were other things of the sort said, too, but can't recall them all. Only Ernie seemed to be keeping quiet. As Gary and Nancy arranged their bodies for their sixty-nine scene, I told the others that it was almost time for the "barging in" segment. I reminded them that I wanted them fully dressed at first, so I asked Carlo to put his shorts back on. I said it would be in about ten minutes, so they should work their way over to the stairway where I would shoot them crashing down the stairs into the game room. As Gary lay down on his back with his head facing to my right, Nancy straddled his body on her knees so that her ass was just above his face. I began shooting again from the right end of the couch as she slowly lowered her gorgeous cunt on to his mouth and, leaning forward, guided his cock into her mouth with her left hand. I videoed her head bobbing up and down, but I didn't have a clear shot of her cock-sucking because her body was in the way. I had an excellent view, though, of Gary's tongue at work on and inside Nancy's cunt. I zoomed in tight on his tongue lashing her clit and cunt lips, which he'd pulled wide open with his thumbs to allow even deeper access. This aggressive thumb action pulled her asshole open, too. Her whole crotch area was glistening wet. Several times he inserted one or two fingers deep inside her as he licked her clit. I was getting so horny then that I would've loved to have put down the camera, dropped my trousers, and rammed my cock deep into that pretty asshole of hers as Gary ate her. But, first things first. I needed to keep on shooting the video. I noticed that the guys were in no rush to go over by the stairs as I'd asked them to. They were all still standing ten feet or so in front of the couch gawking at their lucky friend having his cock sucked by this beautiful piece of ass who would soon be available to them too. Ernie was openly masturbating through his sweat pants. Nancy was moaning as she sucked Gary's cock. She obviously liked what he was doing to her with his tongue (and with his fingers, too) but was probably too busy tending to his cock to pay full attention to her own pleasure. She'd told me before that she had her best orgasms with me when she was more or less passive and letting me take the initiative. After three or four minutes of watching Nancy's cunt being thoroughly eaten by the handsome guy she used to work with, I moved over in front of the couch to get a better view of Nancy performing her half of the sixty-nine. She had his balls cupped in her right hand and was slowly working three or four inches his hard cock in and out of her mouth. She had her eyes closed. She noticed me shooting her, of course, but completely ignored me. A few minutes later, Gary stopped eating her cunt and said, a little pleadingly, that he really, really wanted to fuck her. Nancy took his cock out of her mouth then and, smiling with a sloppy wet mouth into the camera, ran her right hand up and down the shaft of his cock several times as though trying to dry it off. Then she asked for a condom and Ernie got one from the chair and gave it to her. She opened it with her teeth and, a little clumsily, managed to pull it over Gary's erection. "How does that feel?" she asked him over her shoulder. My guess is that this was the first condom she'd ever put on a man's cock. We never used them ourselves. "It feels all right. I'd like it better without, but it feels all right." She then climbed off him and, before he could sit up, bent down and took his cock into her mouth again. She sucked it only briefly then stood up and asked, "How did that feel?" Instead of answering her, Gary swung both legs off the front of the couch and quite forcefully pulled my wife down on to his lap until she was facing him with her knees straddling his lap. A little awkwardly, he drew her to him and kissed her deeply. He then spread and bent his legs and let his shoulders slide down against the back of the couch. The effect of his doing this was startling, for as his big cock pressed against Nancy's ass cheeks, the crown of it at one point reached well above her tailbone. I gestured emphatically to the guys to move over to the top of the stairs and, as I videoed the next few minutes of action in front of me, I heard them doing as asked. I knew that soon the actual fucking would begin and wanted them to barge in on Gary and my wife en flagrante. Nancy had by now reached between her legs with her right hand and pulled Gary's cock under her. She then carefully positioned the head of it against her very wet cunt lips. Lifting her gorgeous ass slightly, she slid his cock up and down her cunt, groaning with pleasure as she did. He tried several times to thrust upward into her, but each time she raised her ass higher to avoid his actually penetrating her. This tease went on for thirty seconds or so before Gary, evidently losing patience, gripped Nancy's waist and drove his cock as far up her cunt as it would go. Nancy gasped loudly as she was impaled, and when Gary began rapidly thrusting his cock up and into her again and again, she fell forward on him and began squealing with pleasure. Almost dizzy with excitement and jealousy, I zoomed in on Gary's cock driving powerfully in and pulling out of my wife's cunt. With grudging admiration, I captured on video the skilful way Gary varied the rhythm of his fucking and how each variation brought about a different sound of pleasure from her. This man I'd never met before was playing my wife like a musical instrument. After several minutes of relative passivity, Nancy began riding Gary's cock hard. She rode it faster and faster until her orgasm was close. She signaled its approach by stiffening her back and gasping for air. Gary then sped up his thrusting and soon she was groaning loudly and making loud "Oh, oh, oh!" sounds. As she came (for almost thirty seconds, I think), Gary's hands, which had been gripping her breasts, grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart to give me a perfect close-up view of her asshole and, just beneath it, his hard cock still going in and out of her spasming cunt. Nancy relaxed with a deep sigh and let her body fall forward on Gary then, and I decided that the moment had come for Gary's rude friends to barge into the game room. So I gestured to the guys and immediately raucous male voices flooded the room. Nancy quickly got free of Gary's cock and, acting confused, reached down to the floor to grab her blouse and try to cover herself with it. I heard Carlo first. "Hey, my man," he said. "That's some nice blonde you've got there. Why didn't you tell us so we could come over and get some, too." "That's some wood you got there, bro," said Out-of-Shape Jim. "Didn't you get to finish fucking her, man?" Other crude things of this nature were said as Carlo, Ernie, and the two Jims milled around the couch looking at Gary, still slumped back on the couch in the position he'd been in while fucking Nancy, and Nancy, a little short of breath from her orgasm and looking embarrassed as she sat on the right end of the couch trying to cover herself by drawing her knees up in front of her. My Wife's Audition Video Ch. 02 4. Nancy Takes Pity on the Videographer That's when Nancy really surprised me. She stopped acting embarrassed about being stared at by a roomful of men and looked at me as though I were the only man there. Stop shooting, Cal," said Nancy. "I see you've got a problem there. Let's take a break while I help you with it." She was staring at my crotch, at my aching hard-on. "It's the least I can do for all the trouble you've gone to." I laid the camera down on the floor and, feeling like a man in a dream, walked over to the end of the couch where she sat. The guys all stopped yammering and watched as I approached her. She sat up and guided me to the right end of the couch until my thighs were pressed against the arm-rest. "Now, let me see your cock. Drop your pants and show it to me," she said. I did as my wife demanded. My pants and briefs were soon around my ankles and my cock, as long and thick as I'd ever seen it, was at full staff. Nancy, meanwhile, had gotten on her knees facing me. "That's a wonderful cock, Cal. It's way nicer than my husband's, you know. Why didn't we ever have sex before?" She stretched her head forward over the arm-rest until she had the end of my cock in her mouth. "Well," I said, "Bob's still a friend of mine, I guess. It didn't seem right." She stopped licking my cock and began slowly jacking me off with her left hand. "Do you think my husband would get mad if he saw me here tonight with all these guys? Do you think he'd care if I sucked your cock, too?" As she said this she leaned forward and quickly took almost all of my hard-on deep into her mouth. She made a little gagging noise before backing off a little and settling into a steady back and forth cock-sucking motion. It felt wonderful, and I didn't even mind five other guys watching my wife in action with me. I'd been aroused for so long that knew I couldn't last long, though. After about thirty seconds of watching what he had no way of knowing was conjugal love, Gary (still sitting on the left end of the couch) was apparently tempted enough by the enticing view of Nancy's raised ass rocking back and forth in front of his face to seize the opportunity and finish fucking her. I watched him get on his knees and crawl up behind her. Nancy groaned as she felt him against her butt and felt his hands spreading her thighs, but the dear girl didn't stop sucking my cock. Then, gripping her around the waist, Gary entered her roughly from behind. She pulled her mouth briefly off my cock and said, "Oh, Gary! Oh, yes!" Then she resumed sucking my cock as best she could since his thrusting forward was jolting her head a little. I put both hands behind her head to steady her and the cock-sucking soon went better again. This went on for almost five minutes – Gary fucking her from behind while I fucked her mouth -- when Gary, looking me straight in the eye just three feet in front of me, shouted, "Aghh, I'm cumming in her cunt right now! Damn it, that feels fucking great! Aagh!" There was a chorus of approval and applause from the four other guys. Nancy got her mouth free of my cock then and made a whimpering sound I could just barely hear under the sounds Gary was making. I think she was on the verge of orgasm again, but I didn't care because by then I was shooting a spurt of cum on her mouth and chin. The first spurt had begun just as she took my cock out of her mouth, and I delivered a second and third spurt into her face by masturbating. Fortunately, she had her eyes closed. "Fucking awesome," somebody shouted behind me. "She got two guys off almost at the same time!" "And I think she got off, too," I added. Nancy looked up at me with semen all over her face. She looked both annoyed and amused. Straightening up and wriggling free of Gary's still-erect cock, she said, "Well, Gary fucking me from the back almost got me off again. But, damn it, Cal! You made an awful mess all over me. I'm going to have to clean up and re-do my makeup before we do any more shooting." She then sprang up from the couch and ran stark naked to the other end of the room. We all watched her beautiful ass disappear into the bathroom. Ernie got a roll of paper towels from behind the bar and brought it over to where I stood with my softening dick still dripping semen. "You got a little on the arm-rest. Could you please wipe it off?" he asked. I apologized and did as he asked. Then I pulled my briefs and trousers back on. 5. Carlo Takes Over "I can't wait for her to get back," said Carlo, gripping his erection through his shorts. "I bet she's got a really tight pussy, right Gary?" Gary was removing his semen-filled condom and wrapping it in a paper towel. "It's a tight pussy, all right. I could actually feel her fuck-muscle grabbing my cock. She really likes to fuck, that's for sure. If she's going to do this for a living, she should get rich." Turning to me, he asked, "How did you like that blow-job? She looks like a great little cock-sucker." I agreed and said something about hoping her husband didn't find out that his wife had blown me. "Fuck him," said Carlo. "If he was treating her right she wouldn't be looking for stray cock like this." "Actually," I said in defense of Nancy, "I think it's more of a business move on her part. She needs this audition video to show the right people what she can do and how she looks doing it." Carlo looked at me skeptically. Gary stood up and, in an odd gesture to modesty, put on his briefs. All the guys were on edge, not sure what would happen next. They were probably wondering if what had happened so far was going to be it. Had the cameraman cumming in her face wrecked it for the rest of them? A few seconds later, my gorgeous stark-naked wife emerged from the bathroom at the far end of the game room. She walked to the bar and leaned against it, smiling winningly at our host. She asked, "Ernie, can I have something to cool off with before we finish the video?" She'd reapplied her make-up. She was absolutely beautiful standing there with her perfect high breasts and reddish-blonde bush on full display. Ernie actually ran to the small refrigerator behind the bar and fetched Nancy a can of beer. He pulled the top off and poured beer into a small glass for her. She turned around to face the bar as she took a deep swallow. Carlo sidled up next to her then and asked Ernie if he could have a beer, too. As he waited for Ernie to get it for him, he nonchalantly reached down and began caressing Nancy's bare ass with his right hand. Obviously it was time to start shooting again, so I picked up our video camera and took up a position a few feet behind where Carlo and my wife stood at the bar. The other guys, all but Ernie who was watching from behind the bar, stood behind by the pool table. Nancy glanced back at us and smiled. She knew it was show time again. As I began shooting, she whispered something to Carlo and turned her body sideway to me to face him. They immediately began kissing. Carlo was now using both hands to grip her ass cheeks. She broke off from the kissing to encourage him: "Oh, yes, Carlo. Keep doing that. I love to have my ass handled! Do you like the way it feels?" "Yes. You know I do. It's really nice and firm." I moved my shooting angle slightly to the right so I could zoom in on Carlo's hands manhandling Nancy's naked ass. The light wasn't very good, but I got a nice sequence of Carlo spreading her ass cheeks apart and, several times, working the tips of several fingers into her cunt. Each time he did this, she reacted by making little gasping sounds. Meanwhile, the two Jims were making comments about what was going on. Mostly they were encouraging Carlo to do even more to my wife. In-shape Jim suggested that Carlo move Nancy to a better-lit area so everyone could see her better. Out-of-shape Jim had an especially nasty mind. "That's a nice handful of ass you got there, Carlo," he said. "Spread it wider so we can see everything. That asshole really looks sweet. Stick a finger in it." After almost a full minute of playing with her ass and crotch, Carlo brought the first two fingers of his right hand up to Nancy's lips and stuck them in her mouth. "Here's what your pussy tastes like, Nancy. How do you like it?" She closed her eyes and licked his fingers. "It tastes pretty good," she answered. "No wonder guys like to eat it." "Please let me kiss you where you pee," said Carlo. Nancy laughed and said she'd never heard that one before. Carlo took her by the hand and started to lead her over to the couch. "Let me show you what I mean," he said. Gary, wearing only his briefs and with the sleeping bag hanging over his arm, intercepted the two of them. "Let's try it awhile with Nancy on the pool table where the light is better. I can spread this out to protect the felt. Is that OK, Ernie?" Then he turned to me and asked me what I thought of the idea. Would it be a good place to shoot a scene? I nodded my enthusiastic approval. Ernie walked around from behind the bar, his erection quite obvious in his sweat pants. He said, "It's all right with me to use the pool table. But just her weight on it. I don't want anyone else climbing on with her." So Gary unzipped the sleeping bag and spread it over the part of the playing surface closest to the couch end of the room. Then he pulled an end of it up over the raised edge. Carlo led Nancy to the table, picked her up, and laid her down on her back on the spread-out sleeping bag. Her lower legs extended just past the edge of the table. I stood just to their right videoing male hands (Carlo's and Gary's, too) arranging my wife's beautiful body like a specimen in a display case. If she'd been a classy work of art, it might have been called "Nude Reclining in a Game Room." She'd let her legs fall open, though, and her cunt lips (swollen from the recent hard fucking Gary had given her) and the wet tufts of pubic hair just above them, made the scene more blatantly sexual than artistic. Carlo pulled up a folding chair next to the table, sat down, and leaned forward toward Nancy's crotch. He then pulled her legs even further apart and bent them up so that her heels were pressed against the rail. I took a position just behind him and zeroed in on her cunt, now wide open and fully accessible. Carlo left her in this position while he stood up and dropped his shorts to the floor to release his very aroused cock. I focused on it for several seconds as he stroked it with his right hand and said to me: "Just look at that excited pussy, would you? Be sure to get some good footage of me giving it a good working over." "I wonder how she'd like a pool stick up in there," Out-of-Shape Jim said. "I wonder how she'd like my cock in there," said In-Shape Jim. Standing just behind me, they kept up a steady stream of obscene chat the whole time what I'm describing went on. Carlo then sat down again so that he was eye-level with Nancy's crotch. Reaching forward with both hands, he spread her cunt wide open and looked up at me. Then he began speaking directly to the camera: "Get a good close-up of this prime pussy. And just look at her clit sticking up here." He licked his right index finger and touched her clit with it. Her whole body stiffened as he did this. Then, pressing the finger firmly against the swollen little button, he began moving it quickly back and forth. Nancy gasped and began breathing hard. "That feels pretty good doesn't it, darlin? But not as good as Gary's cock did, I bet. Did you like getting fucked by Gary while you let the cameraman come all over your face?" "Oh, God, yes," gasped Nancy. "I loved it." "You're going to love this, too," said Carlo. He leaned forward and, spreading her wide open again, quickly brought his mouth down on Nancy's cunt. I didn't have a good shot at first of what he was doing, but I got some footage of his jaw working and his nose buried in her little tuft of pubic hair. When he pulled away slightly, though, I saw that he had stuck his tongue as deep into her cunt as it would go and was moving it around. Then I got almost a full minute of him repeatedly pulling his tongue out and reinserting it. By now, both his mouth and my beautiful wife's cunt were soaking wet. The nasty little liquid sounds accompanying this prolonged act of cunnilingus were wonderful. As he tongued her, Nancy whimpered and squealed unselfconsciously as she dug her heels into the rail of the pool table and moved her pelvis up and down involuntarily. I knew she wasn't far from an orgasm. I moved the camera's view slowly up her body and got a good shot of her holding her breasts tightly in her hands and rolling her head, with her eyes closed in ecstasy, from side to side. Then I moved the view back down between her legs and saw that Carlo had stopped eating my wife and was now rather violently finger-fucking her with the index and middle fingers of his right hand. As he fingered her he smiled into the camera and said, "That's a really juicy pussy isn't it? And it tastes as good as it looks. Also, look at what I did to her clit. It's even bigger than it was!" I zoomed in close on the index and two fingers going rapidly in and out (and his left index finger reaching in to touch her clit), but after thirty seconds or so of this, Nancy arched her back and exclaimed, "Oh, Carlo! Oh, shit, you're making me cum! Oh, oh, oh!" I pulled back for a longer shot as Carlo finished her off and she gave a final scream that I hoped wouldn't wake up Ernie's mother upstairs. She then relaxed her legs and let them dangle over the side of the pool table. "Oh, Carlo, that was wonderful," she whispered. "That's the biggest orgasm I've had in a long time." He stood up and again took his big cock in his right hand. "Now I'm going to fuck you with this. The pool table's too high, though. Let's go over by the couch." She sat up on the side of the table. Carlo picked her up and, his big cock bobbing as he walked, carried her over to the couch. "Ernie," he said over his shoulder, "could you put that sleeping bag back on the floor where it was?" Ernie quickly did as asked and Carlo laid Nancy down on top of the sleeping bag on the floor. From my vantage point, her head was facing to my right. He knelt down and started to fondle her breasts, but Nancy stopped him. "Carlo, remember you have to put on a condom first," she said. Carlo jumped up and got a condom from the chair where I'd laid them. He then quickly rolled it over his cock, which was (I hate to admit it) quite a bit larger than mine. He made sure I got some good footage of him doing this. The guy was a fucking show-off. Looking up at Carlo putting on the condom, Nancy seemed pretty impressed. She seemed even more impressed as he took another thirty seconds applying K-Y jelly to the condom, stroking his big cock slowly as he did. "With a big one like this," he said, "It's best to use lube. Don't you think?" Still staring at Carlo's huge erection, Nancy nodded yes. He got down on his knees then, crawled over on top of her, and spread her legs open. Using his left hand, he guided his cock so that the crown of it barely made contact with her cunt lips. I was on my knees, too, just a few feet behind his right shoulder, so I had a clear shot of the action. As he pressed the end of his cock against her open and very moist labia, Nancy lifted her ass off the sleeping bag to accept it. But, for twenty seconds or so, he just teased her by moving his cock up and down her cunt lips without letting it penetrate very far. "Do you want it now?" he asked her. "Oh, yes. Give it to me now. Fuck me with it. I really want it!" Hearing her say this caused a wave of nausea to sweep over me. Did she really crave this stranger's dick so much? Didn't she consider how her begging for it like this would make me feel? "Are you sure? Do you think it might hurt when I stick it in?" "Just shut up and give it to me!" she said almost angrily. The nausea passed and I began almost to shake with anticipation of what Carlo was about to do with his big cock to my beautiful wife. He looked at me, smiled, and moved his lower torso slightly to the left so that I had a better shot of the action. Then, very slowly, he inched his cock into Nancy's cunt. When he reached almost maximum penetration and paused, she whimpered. Was he hurting her? Apparently not, because when he withdrew from her, she reached up with both hands and tried to pull him back into her. Instead of entering her again at the same angle, Carlo reached under Nancy's butt and listed her off the blanket about six inches. Then, on his knees, he thrust his whole cock into her all at once, causing her to gasp and whimper. Then he pulled all the way out of her and thrust into her again. And again. And again. She seemed breathless, but after only a minute or so of being held up off the floor and fucked by this giant schlong, she let out a loud gasp and shouted, "Oh, shit! Carlo! Oh shit! I can feel your cock all the way up my body!" Her whole body quivering, she was already having another orgasm. Carlo, intent on his own pleasure, seemed oblivious to her. He had become a fucking machine, driving his cock deep into my wife's cunt harder and harder and faster and faster. By now all the guys were standing around looking down on this horny spectacle. Ernie was masturbating again through his sweat pants. Gary's cock was at least semi-erect in his briefs. Nancy then announced her orgasm: "Oh, shit, Carlo. You're making me cum! What a fucking! I'm cumming now. Ohhhhh!" Her body twitched as she came (how many times was this?), and Carlo slowed down his thrusting and released her pelvic area so that her ass again lay on the floor. Then he stopped thrusting but kept his big cock buried to the hilt in her. Reached forward, he took Nancy's breasts in his hands and began manipulating them. Then he began slowly fucking her again, as though pacing himself. ["That's right, see how many times you can make her cum, Carlo," said Out-of-Shape Jim.] Ernie, who'd been masturbating quietly as he watched, abruptly pulled off his sweatpants and dropped them on the floor. As he dropped to his knees next to Nancy's head, I got a brief shot of his very hairy lower body and a thick though rather short reddish cock so erect it actually pointed upward. He took his cock in his right hand and bent it down to my wife's mouth. "Would you, please?" he asked, almost shyly. Nancy opened her mouth and allowed Ernie to push the head of his cock into it. I got about thirty seconds of her tongue playing around the purplish crown of his fat, stubby penis, licking it, making it glisten with her saliva. As he fed my wife his cock with his right hand, Ernie reached down with his left hand and began pinching her left nipple (Carlo had released her breasts and seemed content to watch what Ernie was doing to this marvelous blonde he was now somewhat lazily fucking). Then Carlo had an idea. "Let's turn her over, Ernie. That way I can fuck her some more from the back while she sucks your dick." He pulled his cock out of her then and quickly got her on her knees facing toward Ernie. My wife was totally submissive now, almost in a trance. I took a shooting angle just behind him and got about thirty seconds of him spreading her ass cheeks and idly fingering her cunt. Nancy had recovered sufficiently to return her attention to Ernie. He now lay on his back, leaning on his elbows so he could see what she was doing, with his hard-on already in her mouth. I changed my shooting angle for a while to get some footage of Nancy sucking his cock. She was giving it a real sucking this time. Her mouth going up and down Ernie's cock was making a slurping sound that could easily be heard despite Ernie's groaning and the crass remarks of the observers. My Wife's Audition Video Ch. 02 Carlo, meanwhile, had decided to re-enter Nancy. He pushed up behind her and rammed his condomed cock deep inside her. I was in the wrong position to video his re-entry, but I quickly moved back behind him in time to get a low-angle sequence of his big cock repeatedly thrusting into her. Still sucking hungrily on Ernie's cock, Nancy started making a muffled moaning sound. This fucking and sucking sequence must have lasted about five minutes, and ended with Carlo proudly and obscenely announcing his orgasm. "Oh, fuck!" he shouted. "I'm going to cum in this tight pussy now. Oh, fuck that feels good! This bitch's pussy feels fucking wonderful!" Jerk! How dare he call my wife a bitch? Then Carlo surprised me by sticking the index finger of his left hand in my wife's perfect little asshole. As he did this, he almost roared as he made three or four final long thrusts into her cunt. As he was cumming, Nancy lifted her head up from Ernie's cock and made a little choking and whimpering sound. His big cock still in her cunt and his finger still in her asshole, Carlo smiled down at the camera and said, "Now this is what I call primo pussy and ass." When Carlo pulled his cock out of her, Nancy bent down over Ernie's funny-looking hard-on again. Fucked into a sort of daze, she hadn't been paying attention to him so was evidently surprised when a sudden eruption of semen splashed against her lips and chin. I'd been busy shooting Carlo cumming (in his condom) inside my wife, so I missed videoing it, but apparently Ernie had been masturbating during the thirty seconds or so that Nancy had stopped blowing him to react to Carlo's excited cock. Ernie was immediately all apologies. "Oh, shit," he said, "Sorry. I didn't mean to do that." He quickly jumped to his feet and retrieved the roll of paper towels from behind the bar. She rolled over and sat up on the sleeping bag as he returned with the towels to very gently wipe the cum away from her mouth, chin, and neck. I was a little concerned because she still looked pretty out of it to me. I wondered if she'd really had too much to drink or if all this hard fucking had somehow overwhelmed her. Carlo, his cock shrinking inside its condom, stood leering down at her. "If you want some more of this," he said, pointing to his dick, "I can give it to you anywhere you want it. When are you actually moving to L.A.?" She ignored Carlo's question and let Ernie help her to her feet. Still appearing to be in a semi-trance, she turned to me and said, "I think it's time to go. I'm really tired. Can we go pretty soon?" 6. Gary's Going Away Present I picked up her blouse and skirt from the floor and handed them to her. I couldn't find her panties. The two married Jims helped her put on her blouse. In-Shape Jim copped several feels of her breasts as he did this. Out-of-Shape Jim took a position behind her. I noticed him reaching up with his right hand to feel her naked crotch from the rear. I brought the camera around next to him and zoomed in on his hand pressing up against her cunt. Nancy didn't seem to be reacting to this stimulation, though. Instead, she just stood there finishing buttoning up her blouse. But I noticed that she opened her legs wider to give Out-of-Shape's hand better access to her. He took advantage of the opportunity to insert two fingers in her. She didn't like what he was doing, I guess, because she almost immediately wriggled free of his hand and walked over near the couch to step back into her skirt. She really looked exhausted. Gary, sporting a full erection in his briefs, walked over to her and put an arm around her shoulders. "Do you think what we did was OK for the audition video?" he asked. "It was far, far better than I thought it would be," she answered. "You guys were really great. I didn't think I'd actually have orgasms, but I did. And they were really strong ones. Your girl-friends are really lucky." Looking much recovered, Nancy smiled at Gary and reached down to grip his hard-on through his briefs. "You've been such a good friend, let me take care of that for you before I go," she said. She sat down on the couch in front of him and pulled his briefs down to his thighs to free his stiff cock. Leaning forward, she slowly took almost its whole length into her mouth and began sucking it. I zoomed in to get a close-up shot of her farewell blow-job. My beautiful wife was very thorough. For almost five minutes, she alternated between sucking his cock and jacking it off with her right hand. She varied this pattern once when she pushed his cock up against his belly and spent about thirty seconds licking and sucking his balls. Finally, with his hands behind Nancy's head, he said, "Here it comes. I'm going to shoot cum right into your mouth. Are you ready?" She mumbled something, but Gary was making a grunting noise and the other guys were hooting their approval so I couldn't make out what it was. Anyway, he'd stopped thrusting into her mouth now and, with three little jerks of his torso, was obviously shooting a load of semen into her. She stopped sucking his cock but kept it deep in her mouth for several seconds. Then she released it, and semen and saliva dribbled out of her mouth and ran down her chin. There didn't seem to be a lot of semen. But, after all, this was the Gary's second ejaculation in less than an hour. "Did you swallow much of it?" asked Out-of-Shape Jim. Nancy ignored the question. Ernie rushed over to her and offered her a paper towel to clean her face with. She toweled herself off quickly, stood up, and made her way to the bathroom (pausing to hug Carlo and In-Shape Jim as she did) to retrieve the clothing she'd arrived wearing. She re-emerged from the bathroom and announced: "Now I really have to go, guys. I hope this was as much fun for you as it was for me." They all said it was (the understatement of the year). "Does anyone know where my panties are?" she asked. The guys looked at one another and shrugged. Someone obviously was keeping them for a souvenir, but it didn't matter. I had shot a great video. As Nancy, Ernie, and I climbed up the stairs from the game room on our way out of the house, I was amused to see the two Jims standing at the bottom the stairs staring up my wife's skirt. With all they'd seen, you'd think they could've resisted this final glimpse of her naked ass. As we drove home to Berkeley, Nancy fell asleep. It wasn't until the next day that she fully recovered from her fucking ordeal. At late breakfast, we discussed what had happened. She told me she didn't want to do anything like that again anytime soon. "It's a lot of work," she said. "I think I'd like to keep it simple for a while. Maybe we can stage some exhibitionism or fooling around with one or two guys. But that much actual fucking and sucking was just too much damned work. And my vagina is a little sore, too. That Carlo really has a giant penis and he kept hitting bottom with it!" "But he made you cum, didn't he?" I asked. "Well, I came when he fucked me, if that's what you mean. Actually, his cock really felt good in me after I got used to its size." "I was pretty jealous about that," I confided. Nancy kissed me and said that was one reason she didn't want to do anything that extreme again. At least, not for a while. "OK," I said, "Let's cool it for a while." And we did, for over three months. But we watched the San Francisco video many, many times. And in January Nancy said she thought it was time to set up something like it again, if I was willing. I told her I was more than willing. More on the January incident later.