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Lights! Camera! Action!

By: LynnGK



The recession was taking its toll. My boss had started to let people go and my wife and I were worried about what we would do if I lost my job. I was 31 and my wife Cathy was 28. We had a nice home in a San Diego suburb and my job paid well, but with the reduced the level of business at least three of the seven guys I worked with were going to be let go. In fact, one had already left. My wife and I talked about it all the time and tonight we were at it again sitting on the back patio and trying to figure out what we were going to do.

My wife asked, "Did you hear about Ray and Pam?" 

"I haven't talked to Ray in a week," I said.

"They're going to lose their house," Cathy said. She looked like she was about to cry. "They're going back north to live with her folks."

"The last time I talked to Ray, he said they could not keep up the house payments. Their mortgage was under water. The market has gone down so much that the house is worth less than what they owe the bank. I'm not surprised that the bank's going to take it."

Cathy shook her head. "Pam should have screwed that bastard. It would have only been for a couple of months. He always moves on after a couple of months."

Cathy was talking about my boss, Paul, who was a notorious womanizer. His wife Debbie knew about it and didn't care. She had a big house, a new Benz every year, and anything else she wanted. She could have divorced him long ago and left with a bundle of cash but she preferred to stay married and ignore his women. It was easier and if she wanted to have an affair he would probably not object. 

Paul had propositioned Pam, and she told him no, even though she knew it meant that Ray might lose his job. Ray had supported her decision. Pam was a good-looking woman about Cathy's age with a very nice figure. I thought Cathy was better looking and better built than Pam, but then I was biased. 

Cathy stared at me as I sat there thinking. Then she asked. "What are we going to do when he hits on me?"

"I don't want you the fuck him," I answered. "Tell him no just like Pam did."

"And you lose your job just like Ray did. Do you want to lose our house?" Cathy replied.

"I don't want you to fuck that bastard," I repeated.

"I don't want to lose our house," she said. You know our mortgage is under water just like Ray and Pam. We have to keep making the payments. I am not going to lose this house!" She was emphatic.

I sat there and did not answer her. The thought of Cathy spreading her legs for Paul made me intensely jealous. He was a bastard. Arrogant and insolent. But he was my boss. I sat there getting angry -- at Paul, at Cathy, at the world.

She continued, "It would only be for a couple of months."

"No!"

"At least think about it. I've seen his eyes. He likes my tits. I think he's going to hit on me soon. He's been fucking Sherry for two months now and Charlie doesn't care."

"Charlie does care." I replied. "He cares and he's scared and he's jealous and there's not a damn thing he can do about it. Charlie's helpless. He just has to let her fuck him and keep his mouth hut. Plus, all the guys and their wives know that Paul is fucking Sherry and how do you think that makes Charlie feel?"

"Paul fucked Lois and Larry didn't care." 

"Will you just stop it already. Larry did care. He just couldn't do anything about it. He had to let her fuck him. He had no choice. And everybody knew they were fucking. Paul screwed her in the guesthouse at his place the same way he's screwing Sherry now. She would park her car in plain sight. Debbie knew every time she was there and she didn't care. Hell, everybody knew they were fucking."

Cathy looked at me and then as though it proved her point she said, "Paul only fucked Lois for about two months, then he moved on. Larry still has his job and Lois said Paul told her that Larry's job was safe. Paul's going to be finished with Sherry very soon and then Charlie will keep his job. It's only two months for God's sake! Joe, I'm telling you this and I mean it. I'm not going to lose our house. I'm gonna fuck him if I have to. "

I gave up and said nothing. I would watch her closely and when Paul hit on her, as I knew he would, I would tell her she couldn't fuck him and that would be that.

A couple of weeks later Paul and Debbie had a big party at the fancy house that Debbie loved so much. Lots to eat and drink on the big patio around the pool. That house was really something. I couldn't count the rooms or the garages. Back behind the pool was the guesthouse, half as big as our home. Everyone was having a good time and the wives ended up on the patio moving back and forth from sun to shade and sipping fruity vodka drinks. The guys collected in the den watching Sunday football on a big screen TV and drinking beer. I walked around and chatted with my friends, keeping an eye on Cathy. This would be a good time for Paul to hit on her and I wanted to be ready. I was not going to let it happen.

The party went well but it was hard to keep track of Cathy. Paul had long ago disappeared after giving all of us the big welcome and showing us the bar. I tried to stay as sober as I could because I wanted to stay alert. I sat by the pool where I had a good view. Then I got up to get another drink and got into a conversation with one of the wives. When I got back to my chair, somehow Cathy had disappeared. Hell I was only gone for fifteen minutes, where did she go? She was not on the patio with the girls or in the pool. Maybe, I thought, she's gone into the house. I headed inside and checked out the kitchen first. She was not there. As I walked by the den I saw that the guys had changed channels. Instead of football they were watching a porn movie. It wasn't all that good. It was just some guy fucking this gal in the missionary position and her making the usual porn star sounds.

"You guys better not let your wives catch you watching that," I said, laughing at them. "Besides that's a pretty boring porn movie. There's usually a lot more action than that. Hell, that's just a missionary fuck," I said pointing to the big screen TV where the guy was still just pumping away and the gal still groaning just like when I walked in. All you could see was this guy's back covering some girl whose legs were up in the air bouncing as the guy fucked her. 

"It's boring," I said. 

"Depends on your perspective." said Tom. And for some reason I couldn't understand all the guys thought this was really funny and laughed.

I walked back outside and looked for Cathy on the patio. Finally I asked Charlie's wife Sherry if she had seen Cathy. Sherry looked uncomfortable and gave me a very strange look. Then she smiled reassuringly.

"I think she's gone into the house," she said.

"I looked there. She's not in the kitchen."

"Debbie said something about showing her the house. She's probably looking at the dining room or the master bedroom. That's what most girls want to see. She'll probably be back in a few minutes."

I nodded and walked over to fix a drink and wait for her. I sat down by the pool and nursed my drink, looking back at the house for Cathy to come out. I must have waited over a half hour and I was starting to get worried. I hadn't seen Paul. Was Cathy really with Debbie? I got up and went back into the house. No one was in the kitchen. When I walked by the den the guys were still watching their porn movie. 

I stepped into the den and glanced at the screen. They were still fucking but this time the gal was on top. "Well at least they've changed positions," I said, looking around the room as they sat drinking beer and staring at the screen. "She's riding him pretty hard. What is the expression? Oh yeah 'Ride a cowboy and rest a horse.' That's what they say."

Again the guys broke out in a large burst of laughter. It was funny, but not that funny. The same thing had happened almost an hour ago when Tom had said "It all depends on your perspective." What the hell was going on? I couldn't figure why these guys had been watching a third rate porn flick for an hour as though it were an Academy Award movie.

"You guys are something else," I said. "I hope your wives catch you watching this lousy film. You deserve to get caught." They laughed again. I was wasting my time.

I started to leave and suddenly I heard a familiar voice from the TV speaker.

"Oh my God! Play with my tits. I'm gonna come. Play with my tits. Oh! God I'm gonna come. Oh!" Then there was loud moaning and groaning.

I spun around and in vivid color on the big screen was Cathy facing the camera and humping violently on top of Paul as a violent orgasm racked her body. Her tits were bouncing as she pumped her ass. I could see her tremble and I knew from first hand experience what the contractions of her pussy were doing to Paul's cock. Then she collapsed on top of him gasping for breath, sweat dripping from her body. I watched, wordless, as they rested. 

The room was completely silent, everyone staring at the screen.

Then I heard my wife's voice again. "I told you I always come faster when I'm on top. And it feels better that way too. Damn it, Paul, you fuck like a stud stallion."

It was not until later that I learned that our computer guru, Phil, had hacked into Paul's computer system months ago trying to check out his job security. He had discovered Paul's collection of videos of the girls he had fucked. He figured the camera was behind a mirror on the wall at the foot of the bed because of the camera angle and the way the girls primped themselves as they were getting dressed. Later at a party he had sneaked into to the guesthouse to confirm this. There was a huge library of videos, each lasting one or two hours. Paul had edited some of these long videos into what he labeled "Highlights", each about ten minutes long and containing the best sex scenes with each gal. Phil had downloaded these to his office computer. Phil had not told anyone about it until today.

I was as angry as I had ever been in my life. I was trembling with rage. I shouted "You guys have been sitting in here for an hour drinking beer and watching Paul fuck my wife?" 

"It's better than watching the Colts and Vikings," said Tom and the guys burst out laughing. 

"You bastards, why the hell didn't you tell me?"

"Well she started off by sucking his cock and we thought you would not like to watch that with all of us here," said Tom. I had never liked Tom very much and now I liked him even less.

"God damn it! You bastards!"

"Dammit Joe, don't feel so bad," said Tom. "Phil showed us the highlights of Paul fucking Sherry and Lois. There were some very steamy scenes. Sherry is just like Cathy. She likes fuckin' better if she's on top. She told Paul the same thing Cathy did. She comes faster that way." 

Charlie and Larry were both embarrassed and looked down at the floor. 

That pissed me off even more. I leaned down in Tom's face and almost shouted, "What the hell are you going to do when Paul fucks Barbara? Watch him fuck her live or just wait for the highlight video?"

Tom got serious for a change. "Well, Barbara does not have the big tits that Paul likes. And she has a job. My mortgage is not under water, so we can probably make it if we need to. It will be tough but not as tough as having you guys watching him fuck Barbara for two months."

The bastard, I thought. He may be the only one of us who is safe. I liked him even less because of that. 

"Look Joe," Steve said seriously. "We're all in a bad situation here. And there's not a damn thing we can do about it. Paul's got every one of us by the balls. Is there even one of us without a big mortgage except Tom? Kay and I have talked about it and we've already decided that if he hits on her she's gonna fuck him. It's just for a couple of months. I don't mind telling you, because you're gonna know it anyway when he starts fucking her. I don't like it, that he's gonna fuck my wife. I don't like it, that you guys are gonna watch him do it. But, I don't have a choice."

I turned to Phil. "What about you and Jan?"

"When he hits on her, and with her tits you know he going to hit on her, I've decided to show him copies of his video collection and try to ... well, I guess you'd call it blackmail ... to get him to leave us alone. Jan has talked about it with both Sherry and Lois and she knows the score. We don't know if that will work. She'll fuck him if she has to, but once I show him the videos at least Jan won't be on big screen TV."

"One thing's for sure," Steve said. "We all agree that it's best not to tell the girls about the videos. It's hard enough for us guys, I mean everybody watching your wife get fucked, but I don't think the girls could still be friends or continue their future relationships if they saw fuck films of each other." 

Charlie and Larry were sitting there not saying much. God! I thought. Every guy here just watched the sexiest scenes of their wives getting fucked. They had to feel bad, and Charlie especially since his wife Sherry obviously had enjoyed fucking Paul on top. Shit! And Cathy had too, I thought, and felt a cramp in my stomach.

The guys were looking at the TV again. The guys just gawked at the screen. I looked back and Cathy was standing in front of the mirror buck-naked and primping her hair. She was a stunning beauty and the whole room suddenly became deathly silent. 

"Jesus," said Tom, "look at those tits." 

She had a rich tan except where her bikini top had covered her large breasts, which were velvety smooth and creamy white with luscious brown nipples. Her breasts swayed gently as she moved her arms adjusting her hair. Her belly was taut and richly tanned from the bottom of her creamy breasts to just above her thick, curly-haired beaver, which was so lush that you could barely see the top of her clit. Dripping out of her pussy and down her inner left thigh was a thick trail of Paul's semen. 

"Look at that bastard's cum dripping out of her pussy," said Tom. "He really pumped a big load into her. And she liked it." I was going to hit that son-of-a-bitch in a minute if he kept this up. 

Paul approached her from behind and put his arms around her and played with her tits, then slid one hand down her flat belly to her beaver and caressed it. Cathy laughed softly and turned her head back over her shoulder so he could kiss her. Then he turned her around and gave her a big slow kiss running his hands down her back to her tight little butt, which was silky white where her bikini had protected it from the sun. He pulled her closer to him pressing that thick hairy beaver against him. She stepped back from him and reached down with both hands and cupped his large testicles in both hands, bouncing them slightly as though weighing them.

"You've got he biggest balls I ever saw," she said, "but you emptied them out in me this afternoon. Will they be full again by tomorrow?"

"You better believe it," he said.

He flaccid penis began to swell and it was clear that he was about to get hard again. He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees. Cathy started to laugh. "Just for a minute," she said as she dropped to her knees and took his cock fully into her mouth and started to suck it. As it got bigger and bigger she was able to hold less of it in her mouth and soon she was sucking only on the bulbous head that crowned what had to be a magnificent eight-inch cock. It was thick and rock hard. Her head moved swiftly back and forth and then, suddenly, she stood up laughing.

"Jesus," said Tom. "Look at the size of his cock."

"That's all you get till tomorrow," Cathy said, looking down at his hard cock, which was standing straight out and quivering with his eagerness. 

"That's a cock to match those big balls," Cathy said looking down at it.

"Have you ever seen a bigger one?" Paul asked.

"Never," she said.

"What about Joe?"

Cathy started to laugh shaking her head from side to side. "You're twice his size, baby. That's why it feels so good inside me." 

I felt my stomach cramp again. There was nothing to say. At least Tom did not laugh at me. Cathy picked up her bikini bottoms and started to wiggle the tiny garment up her thighs.

"I hate to see you put that beautiful hairy thing away," said Paul.

"You'll see it again tomorrow, baby, and you'll probably use is as hard as you used it today. I certainly hope so." 

Then she reached for her bikini top and asked Paul to help her. She moved out of view, but we could hear them moving around, as Paul got dressed.

"Okay guys," said Tom. "There's going to be another show tomorrow afternoon. Phil's got it rigged so we can watch it on his computer screen in his office. It won't be a big screen but the fuckin' will be just as good."

"You bastard!" I said. The thought of them crowded around Phil's computer watching my wife fuck my boss caused pain in my stomach.

Tom just looked at me and chuckled. "What was it you asked me? Oh, I remember now. I'll ask you the same question. Are you gonna watch your wife fuck the boss live or wait for the highlights?"

There was nothing I could say. I headed for the door and got to the patio just in time to see Cathy walk carefully down the stairs into the pool keeping her hair dry. There wasn't a hell of a lot I could do about this situation now. Cathy swam around in the pool, which I'm sure felt good after her exertions. At least, I thought, it washed Paul's cum off of her thigh. When she got out and dressed it was time to go home. We said our good-byes. 

As we walked away the last thing I remember was Tom staring at Cathy, his eyes hungry for her. I knew he was thinking about watching her fuck tomorrow and there was not a damn thing I could do about it. I was helpless.

In the car on the way home I said, "You fucked him didn't you."

"Yes," she answered in a soft voice. "I had to. He's finished with Sherry now."

"He's finished with Sherry and he needs some new pussy!" I said harshly.

"He only keeps a girl for a couple of months." 

"Sherry knew you were fucking him didn't she."

"Yes."

I remembered the look on Sherry's face when I asked her about Cathy. She was surprised that I didn't know they were fucking in the guesthouse. That's why she didn't tell me. She was waiting for Cathy to tell me.

"So when do you fuck him again?" I was mad as hell and I already knew the answer, but I tried to stay calm.

"Tomorrow afternoon in the guesthouse."

"While I'm at work, right? At work at the job you think you're saving for me."

"At the job I am saving for you! And it's just for a couple of months."

There it was again! She said a couple of months over and over, as though it wouldn't hurt me so much. What hurt me was my wife fucking my boss and everybody knowing about it. What hurt me was my buddies watching her suck his cock and play with his balls. What hurt me was everybody knowing that when he got tired of fucking her, she would have to blow him until he got tired of that. What hurt me was that the bitch got horny and enjoyed fucking him and my buddies knew it. What hurt me was thinking about tomorrow afternoon when the guys would crowd into Phil's office the watch her enjoy fuckin' him again.

"It doesn't hurt any less because it's only two months," I said.

She looked over at me as I drove and said in a soft voice, "Darling, I want to save our home. I'm just doing what I have to do. I'm doing it for your sake. I'm doing it to save your job and our house. It's not something I want to do or something I enjoy doing. I'm just laying there, doing it because I have to. Somehow I'm gonna get through all this, for you and for our future."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"No, of course I didn't enjoy it. Why would you think that?"

"Did you suck his cock?" I asked.

"No! Absolutely not. Of course I didn't suck his cock. What do you think I am?" He voice was angry and her tone arrogant.


Lights! Camera! Action!



"Did you come?" I was afraid of what her answer would be. I was right.

"Of course I didn't come. I just laid there and did what I had to do to save your job. What do you think I am? Some kind of slut?"

Well, I thought to myself, maybe I'll show you that highlight video after all. But not right away. I'll wait a few weeks until Paul gets tired of fucking you and has a video of you on your knees giving him a blowjob. I can't wait to see how you'll react to that.



Lights, Camera, ACTION!



As all relationships do, Karen's marriage had begun to lose some of the sizzle that makes getting married seem like the perfect move. It wasn't that she was disappointed with her husband. Though he was 32, Kenny was still a skillful, very energetic lover. There was no complaint there but after 6 years of marriage, something was definitely lacking in the sex department.

The petite blond of 25 had rarely doubted her decision to marry Kenny but over the last couple of years, she couldn't help but wonder. In high school, as Head Cheerleader, Beauty Queen, and 1st runner up for High School Queen, with the classic southern California girl looks, she could have had her choice of any number of boys and if she had gone on to college, the number of choices would have gone up dramatically. But she didn't. She had met Kenny in elementary school and instantly become friends and started dating in their mid-teens. Had she mistaken close friendship for love? Maybe so.

Having read most of her favorite magazines looking for those ideas, none seemed all that different from what the couple had been doing for years. Though a way to spice things up for some, Karen had never had any problems getting Kenny to eat her pussy. In fact he was nothing short of a wiz in the art of "tongue-in-pussy" play! Not blessed with a big cock, he was eager to try anything to please Karen and if letting her use his face as a humping prop would get her off, he was more than willing.

One afternoon while browsing through another magazine, Karen happened upon a discussion on making your very own amateur videos. The participants discussed their experiences and they were all in agreement about how erotic it can be. They spoke of feeling so naughty for doing something many would frown upon, the joy of looking your best for sex instead of just jumping into bed and doing it, and blistering heat while being taped is exceeded only by the wild sex that follows viewing the tape!

The more Karen read, the more intrigued she became with the idea. They already had a video camera and guys love that kind of shit. She could feel the tingles of excitement run through her sexy body. She took that as a positive sign and began to contemplate how to broach the subject to Kenny. It was very likely that he would be all for it but she didn't want to just come out and say,"Let's tape ourselves fucking." No, she would use a woman's cunning way to plant an idea in a man's head and make him believe he thought of it! She would put her plan in motion that evening after dinner.

By 7, with dinner behind them, the couple snuggled on the couch and Kenny reached for the remote. Not wanting to lose out to TV, she took the remote from him and started a little small talk designed to lead Kenny to his great idea.

"I was reading an article in one of my magazines the other day," Karen began innocently. She had read none of this in the magazine but what Kenny didn't know wouldn't hurt him. "People are so funny sometimes. They were talking about how to spice up your sex life like having sex in the dining room or leaving the lights on during sex."

Kenny laughed. "Wow, now THAT'S spicy!" he said jokingly. "The next thing you know they will suggest letting the woman get on top!Radical!"

"I know, kinda lame huh. Some talked about videotaping themselves making love, some talked about letting the house pet be in bed with them...."

Kenny interrupted. "I've thought about videotaping us doing it before." He proceeded to rattle off many of the same things the people in the article had spoke of, "educating her" on just how much fun it could be.

"Really?" Karen asked. "You're not supposed to do things like that, are you?" She poured it on,"I mean, wouldn't that be like being in a porno? Only sluts do stuff like that."

"As long as a husband and wife are doing it together, it's ok to act like a 'slut'. Think about it. We've got a camera. All we would have to do is aim it and turn it on!"

"I don't know," the totally innocent little wife replied.

With that, Kenny pounced on Karen and in moments was devouring her hot pussy.

"Don't you think it would be hot to see me licking your pussy like this on tape? Sucking on that hard clit, making you cum on my tongue."

Karen was ecstatic! It was all she could do to keep from screaming,YES! Let's do it right now! Maintaining her control, she whispered, "I don't know. What can you do to convince me?"

Answering the challenge, Kenny hungrily licked his wife's juicy cunt. With both hands gripping his head tightly, she bucked against his face, honey-coating his lips and talented tongue as the most powerful orgasm she had had in years tore through her excited body.

As her orgasm subsided, Karen reached between her legs and lifted her husband's cum-smeared face. Dabbing her juices from his lips she said, "I think you convinced me! Maybe it would be fun at that."

"Told you so," Kenny said, licking his lips and obviously glad he had had such a great idea. "Let's do it this weekend. You are going to love it!"

Pulling his face back into her happy pussy, Karen was delighted with "Kenny's idea."

The weekend couldn't get there soon enough for Karen. She occupied herself by dropping by the mall and buying some very scanty and very revealing lingerie for her and a variety of "flavors" for him. But as is many times the case, even the best laid plans can go astray. Saturday night, Karen lay in bed beside her sleeping husband. The night had been a disaster! She thought back about just what went wrong. The night started wonderfully but ended terribly.

Wearing her new naughty spicy-red crotchless panty with a sweetly innocent bow in back and a delicate see-through lace bralette barely concealing her full golden globes, she could easily have been mistaken for one of the many sexy "Frederick's of Hollywood" models. She had a detailed plan of what she wanted to do but there was something she hadn't anticipated.

As she entered the bedroom, she moved in behind Kenny as he fumbled with the camera. Slipping her arms around him from behind, she nibbled playfully on his earlobe causing him to turn abruptly.

Kenny was dumbstruck! He had forgotten just how beautiful and sexy Karen was and on this night she looked like a Goddess causing an immediate erection. With the camera rolling, he practically attacked her!

"Slow down baby, just slow down," she whispered, fighting off his overzealous moves. "Let's be romantic, ok?"

"I'm sorry. I got a little carried away seeing you dressed like that. You look so fucking hot!"

Reaching down and taking his dick into her hand, Karen said,"There's no doubt that you got a little carried away." She giggled as she played with his member. "Let's try again."

Once again Kenny aggressively kissed his beautiful wife as she yanked at his hard dick. Suddenly Kenny bolted for the camera.

"Well that didn't work," he said as he walked over and handed the camera to Karen. "Take a look."

Karen pressed play and watched. "It looks ok to me," she said. "What's wrong with it?"

"Even with a hard-on you can't see my dick."

"So what's new about that? It's always hard to see that little thing!" Playfully she tweaked his now-flaccid dick.

"I know I don't have a big dick but unless we zoom in, it won't show up at all." Placing the camera back on the tripod, he adjusted the zoom and hopped back onto the bed. Once again he was taken aback by Karen's beauty. "God you are so HOT!"He gazed at her ravishing body and sank to his knees before her as she looked down upon him with a sexy confidence, running her fingers through his hair. Karen enjoyed being in control and she couldn't wait to get it on tape!

"You want this pussy, don't ya boy?" she asked wickedly. As Kenny nodded submissively, she spread her legs slightly and said,"You can't have it yet, boy. First you've got to lick the inside of my thighs. Lick them good if you want any of this pussy."

Kenny managed to do as she commanded for several minutes. But the sight of his wife's smoothly waxed pussy only inches from his face was just too much! He moved upward, his talented tongue slithered inside Karen's hot box. 

As she had so, so many times before, Karen was in complete control. With her pert mouth slightly open, she looked down at her kneeling husband, her own little piece of clay, ready to be molded and shaped for her pleasure.

Clutching the hair on his head with her right hand, her left hand on her hip, she completely looked the part of a woman in charge. Pulling his tongue from her pussy, she tilted his head back and looked into his eyes. Speaking only with a smile of confident dominance, she pulled his face into her pussy and began to thrust her hips back and forth.

The vision of his blond Goddess standing above him, fucking his face so skillfully. He loved the way her soft blond hair moved in rhythm with her thrusting hips. Extending his tongue outward, Kenny surrendered himself to Karen's sexual desires.

Karen enjoyed this position. It wasn't the best for a good deep pussy-licking but she could ride it sensuously, her juices dripping dripping from his chin. Even beyond the physical pleasure was the feeling of sexual superiority she experienced with her boy on his knees, there only for her pleasure. She could see his hard dick peeking out below but that wasn't of any concern at the moment. She couldn't wait to see this on video and she put on a command performance!

The video of Kenny servicing his beautiful wife's golden pussy was ten minutes of erotic action even though there were no close ups. After he had pleasured her to her satisfaction, she pushed him onto his back and began to stroke his dick. Things began to go bad from there.

"Stay right there!" Kenny said as he charged over to the camera. Aiming the camera downward to his crouching wife, he hurried back to bed and lay down and she resumed stroking his dick. Moving sensuously, she took his dick into her mouth, sliding her lips down the shaft until she had taken him to the balls.

Once again he left the bed to check the camera. With a disgusted grunt, he adjusted the camera once again.

"What did you do this time?" Karen asked as he slid back onto the bed.

"I zoomed in some more so you can see my dick better."

"Maybe we should try a magnifying glass."

"Very funny."

"I thought so," Karen said as she resumed deepthroating Kenny's dick. After a very short time, he excused himself once again.

"Let me check it one more time to make sure it's right." Kenny rewound and hit play..."FUCK! All you can see is your head going up and down." He moved the camera slightly to the left, went back to the bed and assumed the position.

Karen grabbed Kenny's dick which had shrank completely with only the head visible sitting on top of his balls. "Maybe we should bring the camera right up here on the bed to make sure we get this itty bitty thing on tape."

"Very funny."

Karen pulled at the head, trying to coax the shaft out of hiding. "That's so sad," she said in a child-like voice. "It so scared. It fraid to come out. Come out, come out where ever you are," she giggled mischievously. Summoning all her skills, she wrapped her pretty lips around Kenny's dick and sucked it diligently.

What had been funny to Karen now turned into frustration. This was to be a night of fantastic sex and now it was obvious that wasn't going to happen. 

"Oh no! Fuck! I'm sorry Karen. Try sucking it some more." He guided her head back to his crotch and groaned as she took him into her mouth. Clamping his hands around her head, he began to pump his dick up into her mouth with the same results. Sadly, he gave up the battle and once again apologized to his wife.

"I'm sorry baby. You look so incredible and I can't get it up." Disappointed, he fell back onto his pillow, looking up at the mirror on the ceiling, not liking what he saw.

When fully erect, his dick was between 4 and 5 inches long but now Karen was looking at less than an inch.Attempting to hide her sexual frustration, she moved up beside her husband and cradled his head to her breasts.

"It's not your fault, Kenny. It was all that running back and forth to set the camera. You just couldn't concentrate."

"I feel terrible," Kenny shrugged. "There you are so hot and sexy and beautiful and my dick goes to sleep."

"Like I said, it was all that running around that did it. When you first got that erection, it was HUGE!" she lied. Kenny's dick was never HUGE but she was in damage control mode. "You would look just like one of those big-dicked studs on the pornos if you weren't having to run yourself ragged." 

She had gotten quite good at stroking his bruised ego over the years. Because he wasn't equipped with the appropriate tool for the job, he realized Karen wasn't getting the sex she needed, the deep fucking she craved. That's why he had honed his oral talents to their fullest potential.

After more consolation, Kenny drifted off to sleep leaving Karen to wonder about the future of their sex life. She wondered if she was alone in her quandary or were their more women out there with the same problem.

The weekend passed without further incident. Monday came and brought a new week AND a new Kenny! He was absolutely bubbling with excitement when he burst through the door. Wrapping Karen in a happy embrace, he couldn't wait to tell her the news.

"I was talking to Ty at work today. He's younger than me, probably about your age. I guess I was still down about what happened the other night and somehow the conversation kinda drifted to homemade movies."

Karen looked at him uneasily.

"Ty said he and his girlfriend had wanted to make some home movies and he described what happened and it sounded just like what we went through."

"Oh no, you didn't tell him what we did, did you?"

"No, no, no! I had told him about what we had read in a magazine and he took it from there. They both wanted to do it pretty bad so he asked a friend to videotape them. He said asking someone to do that is kind of awkward but now he's glad he did. He said that was the hottest sex he's ever had and anytime things start cooling off, they watch that video and go at it like dogs!" Kenny laughed, "That's what Ty said, not me."

"You're not thinking about getting someone to tape us are you? Cause that would be out of the question. There's no way I could have sex with someone watching." Karen blushed at the thought.

"Well honey I did tell him that sounded cool and I asked if he would be interested in maybe filming us."

"Oh my God, you didn't!" Karen said with a look of astonishment. As Kenny tried to explain, the initial feeling of embarrassment began to turn to a feeling of excitement. To have someone watching her make love was beginning to feel like a turn-on instead of a turn-off.

That night as they lay quietly in bed, Kenny turned to Karen and said apologetically, "I'm sorry baby. I don't know what I was thinking about today. I guess I was just so down about letting you down. Are you mad at me?"

Karen lay there silently, listening and trying to come to a decision. A part of her was firmly against it! That's just not something normal people do. But there was a growing part of her that wanted to do it, partly because of their struggling sex life and partly because it turned her on.

"I'm sorry Karen. Tomorrow I'll tell Ty that I was just kidding around. He'll believe that since he's always thought I was kind of a geek anyway. So don't worry, I'll fix-"

"Oh no Kenny, you don't have to do that. I mean, well you know...uh if he... I mean..."

"Have you changed your mind?"Kenny asked excitedly.

"Well, I mean...uh, I don't know. I GUESS. I don't know. Maybe you can convince me."

"IF I can convince you?" Without hesitation her devoted husband dove under the covers, his mouth quickly finding it's mark.

"YES, YES, YES!!!"

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Ty had agreed to come over on Thursday night and Karen was in a frantic way for the next 2 days. She and Kenny talked at length about the upcoming event.

"I'm so afraid I won't be able to do it,"Karen said apprehensively. "I mean, good God! There's going to be a third person in our bedroom...WITH A CAMERA!"

"I think you'll be fine, Karen. Just fine. But if you decide you can't, just let me know and we'll call it off. Hell I'm scared to death too!"

They spoke late into the night on Wednesday and Karen hardly slept that night. The next morning as Kenny prepared to leave, he told Karen to think about it, once again emphasizing to her that it would be fine with him if she changed her mind.

As the day went on, Karen thought about her last conversation with Kenny. Then she thought about her desire to bring the passion back to their marriage. Her sex life had become so boring it threatened the very existence of her marriage. They had reached a point where something HAD TO BE DONE! She picked up the phone and called her husband.

"Dear, tell Ty.....don't be late."

It was a little past 8 and Ty was supposed to arrive around 8:30. She moved closer to the mirror, applying just the right shade of red to her pretty lips. The periods of doubt and nervousness were gone. She was ready to do this! The more she thought about it, the more turned on she became. It didn't even bother her that another man would be in the room, in fact, that was the most exciting thing about it! With her looks and personality, she was a major flirt (tease)in high school, making boys jump through hoops for her even though they really stood no chance of having her. She knew it was wrong but she couldn't help enjoying it. Downstairs she heard the doorbell ring. Her heart raced knowing that the time was near. She anticipated being very sexy and catty, treating Ty and Kenny in much the same way as the high school boys. She stepped back to check herself in the mirror. She loved to look and feel sexy and she felt confident about the night as she looked at her practically perfect body with it's lightly tanned, soft skin, her shoulder length blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. She adjusted the see-through top and crotchless panties and felt all of her 5 feet 4 inch frame tremble with excitement. She was going to make these 2 boys her own!

In the bedroom down the hall, Kenny watched as Ty checked his camera. He had brought his camera because he felt more comfortable with it.

"Because this isn't a professional camera, we'll have to leave enough light on to have good picture quality." Ty looked around. "This is a really nice place you have here. You can tell you've got a full-time woman's touch going on."

Kenny laughed and said,"Oh stop with the bullshit Ty. You know I'm nervous as hell!" He left the room to check on Karen.

Karen could hear the guys just down the hall. She slipped into her robe and took a deep breath. Kenny walked into the room looking extremely nervous.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this?"he asked. "It's not too late to change your mind."

Sensing Kenny was on the verge of backing out, Karen took charge. "No, no. I'll be alright. I'm ready." As they walked to the door she said,"Let's go fuck like dogs!" Karen laughed hoping to loosen up her husband. Apparently it didn't work. He walked silently in front of her.

Karen entered the softly lighted room and looked around. She had never met Ty and she was glad she hadn't. It would be more difficult to fuck in front of a friend, she reasoned. She didn't see him at first because he was kneeling in the floor loading the camera.

"Karen, this is Ty. We've known each other for about a year now."

When Ty stood, Karen gasped under her breath. Ty happened to be a gorgeous black man with the physique of a pro football player! He towered over Kenny's 5 feet 6 inch frame. Karen walked closer.

Ty was just as stunned as Karen. "Man you didn't tell me you were married to a Victoria's Secret model."




Lights, Camera, ACTION!



Karen felt herself blushing as she felt her small hand disappear into his large, strong hand. "Thank you Ty. It's nice to meet you. I don't know why Kenny hasn't introduced us before."

"Hell I didn't want you getting a look at this big, good looking stud! I've seen how the women swoon and follow him around. Life's hard enough without being compared to him."

The three laughed and then fell silent. What should be the next step?

Kenny was wearing a robe ONLY so when it comes off there will be nothing but his naked body so he was hesitant to make the first move.

Karen made the first move. She had been excited about the chance to show off her body to a stranger but after meeting Ty, she suddenly became an extremely horny young woman! Facing Kenny and Ty, she untied the robe and let it fall to the floor, standing there in her mostly naked glory.

Ty's eyes opened wide and his mouth fell open. "DAMN!!!" Confronted not only by Karen's stunning beauty, but the unavoidable sight of her perfect tits, every curve and point clearly visible through the mesh bralette.

"I hope you don't have a problem filming someone who looks like that," Kenny said in a phony serious tone.

Karen was obviously turned on to see Ty's reaction to her body. She smiled that dazzling sexy smile at Ty. In a playful tone, she said, "Come on, let's fuck!" She turned and walked toward the bed, her perfect ass bouncing seductively with each step. Remembering Ty's Victoria's Secret remark, she said without turning to him, "And besides, it's Frederick's of Hollywood."

Kenny AND Ty started to follow her! Ty's eyes were glued to Karen's exquisite bottom, the tails of the soft bow attached to the back of her lacy panty bounced against her sweet cheeks.

Kenny looked up at Ty. "I think she was talking to me, big guy. I guess. Weren't you Karen?" Kenny asked, trying to use humor to cut the tension.

Karen stopped and faced the two men. "And who are you, white boy? Why would you EVER think I was talking to you?" She returned to where they had stopped. Taking Ty by the hand, the frisky, beautiful young white woman led the towering, beautiful black hunk toward the bed all the while looking back over her shoulder at her stunned husband. Suddenly she made a u-turn and led Ty to his camera.

"Of course I was talking to my good little husband. Who did you think? I couldn't give this pussy to you with my husband in the same room, could I? What kind of girl do you think I am? I want you to film my ass as we walk to the bed. You do want to film this little white ass, don't you Ty?" She skipped over to her husband as Ty started recording.

"Whew, you really had me going there for a minute, Karen," a very relieved Kenny said. "Cause you know what they say Ty, once you go black..." Karen looked over her shoulder at Ty and wiggled her ass for his benefit and gave him a flirtatious wink.

Ty moved closer to the bed as the young white couple started to kiss and fondle each other. Ty had obviously done this before as he instructed Karen to keep her hair pulled back and Kenny to stop hiding her face with his hand while they kissed.

While Karen was obviously thrilled to be playing to an audience, Kenny was still a little shy about disrobing.

"When are you gonna lose that robe, dude. I mean I don't want to look at your naked ass but you can't fuck with that thing on," Ty said, goading his friend to action.

In a quick reaction to Ty's advice, Kenny pushed Karen onto her back and began to make love to her exquisite pussy with his eager tongue.

Ty laughed. "Ah come on man, don't wimp out on-"

"Hush Ty! Kenny's doing what Kenny does best!" And judging from the blond's writhing body and loud moans, he must have been giving one of his best ever performances.

Ty expertly zoomed in on Karen's delectable pussy eliciting a very audible "mmm mmm mmm." He shook his head in the affirmative when Karen asked if he liked what he saw, causing her to grind her cunt against Kenny's mouth more forcefully.

After a good 10 to 15 minutes of pussy-eating on display, Ty cut in. "Not trying to run things, Karen but maybe you should give him some head now."

"Now why on earth would I want to do that when he does this so well?"

"I want to see some more angles of that sexy hot body, Karen. I can't see that sweet ass if you're laying on it. If you like that tongue so much, maybe try a 69."

Eager to please her new friend, Karen said,"I guess if you want to see this sweet ass, I'll have to be on top which I would any way." Rolling her always ready-to-please hubby onto his back, Karen mounted his face. Sitting up straight and looking back over her shoulder at Ty, Karen rotated her firm butt lustily, smearing her sweet juices on Kenny's happy face.

"Now lean forward and get that fat ass up in the air for me to see."

"Whatever you say baby," Karen answered, her body tingled hearing Ty's confident voice. For the first time in her life, she felt as if maybe she was in the presence of a real man. Not that Kenny wasn't a man but she had always felt dominant over him.

Ty moved around until he had the perfect angle to highlight the perfect curves of Karen's silky bottom and she really knew how to move it for a man. He also noticed her hand go inside Kenny's robe. He could see her hand moving up and down ever so slightly so he moved around so he could get a shot of a completed 69. He watched Karen maintain her constant motion on Kenny's face while she parted his robe to reveal his dick. Ty chuckled softly.

"Sshh!That's not nice, Ty." Karen looked down at Kenny's dick which looked to be in the same state as last weekend's fiasco. Immediately she felt the frustration returning. She was in dire need of a good, hard, deep, hot fucking and the odds weren't looking good at this point.

Ty paused the camera and watched in amusement as Karen tried to maximize a minimum situation. After several minutes of intense but unsuccessful pulling, Karen looked up helplessly at Ty who could only shake his head and start recording again.

Karen began alternately flicking her tongue against the head of Kenny's dick and then slipping her wet lips around it. Finally it began to stir and grow to it's full size.

"Look's like someone's got a bad case of stage fright. I'll just move around here until you can get him up,"Ty said sympathetically.

Karen raised her head. "What do you mean? He IS up." She giggle naughtily, "He IS a white boy after all. What'd you expect?"

Ty smiled at her and excused himself by saying he wanted to get a closeup of Kenny's tongue working that tasty, smooth pussy. Ty was very impressed. Not being much of a pussy-eater himself, Ty was amazed at the way Kenny could get different responses by sucking or licking different areas of Karen's pussy.

When Kenny pursed his lips upward, Karen would press down on his face, gyrating in a circular motion causing her to breath heavily. When he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked it vigorously, she would sit up straight, her back arched, head tilted back, eyes closed, moving her pussy back and forth on his mouth and her breathing came in sort quick gasps. When he extended his tongue up inside her cunt, she would ride wildly on it, fucking his tongue with her pussy, her butt pounding his eye sockets and his nose up her ass crack. Her breathing becomes wild and ragged as she fills the air with "Oh fucks" and "Oh Gods." The one thing all three methods have in common is the ability to make her cum in his mouth or in his face equally hard and Ty captured all three several times.

Ty was fascinated by how small Karen's pussy was. It appeared so tight that he could see her squeezing Kenny's tongue in it's powerful grip. Though he would never be a full-fledged cunnilinguist, he had a new found respect for white boys and their ability to get a girl off in that manner. But now he was going to get to see her fuck!

Kenny's dick was standing at full-mast, rising a majestic 4 1/2 inches above his belly. Karen spun around and deftly planted her hot pussy right on Kenny's hard dick. Wasting no time, she took his entire dick inside her. Her horny little pussy began to ride up and down in very short strokes, increasing the length of the stroke until until the inevitable "drop out", a common affliction among white males. And on this night, the "drop outs" were coming fast and furious as the horny blond struggled to remember the limitations of Kenny's white dick.

Once again, sensing Karen's growing frustration, Ty spoke up. "Why don't you sit on his face, you know, face-fuck him. He's told me you love to do it and are good at it. I can't wait to see what it's like."

Finally Karen shifted into her favorite position, straddling Kenny's face, her knees planted firmly on either side of his head, the ultimate dominant position. And not only was this Karen's favorite position, it also happened to be Kenny's favorite as well making for the wildest face-fucking possible!

As Karen fucked Kenny's face, she looked up at Ty and in a throaty voice said,"I love this position so much! I usually fuck him till I collapse in exhaustion."

"You don't say," Ty grinned and continued recording. "You have such a fucking hot body, Karen! Kenny's smart to keep you a secret. He moved behind the hot blond, just beyond Kenny's feet. Just beyond Kenny's lifeless dick, Karen sat on Kenny's face like a beautiful Princess on her throne. "That's it baby, work that ass. Mmm fuck you're hot!" Watching beautiful young white woman in action less than 5 feet away was torture! His cock was practically begging to enter Karen's tight pussy.

Karen loved to hear those kind of compliments and it had been such a long time. With her body sizzling from Ty's words, she worked that ass for Ty as Kenny reaped the rewards. Once again she was cumming in his mouth, rocking forcefully on his face as Ty urged her on.

"Do it girl! Fuck his face hard and shake dat ass," Ty said as he watched Karen's ass pummel Kenny's chin. He moved beside Karen and filmed her from the side. "So fucking beautiful," he mumbled softly.

Karen heard him and looked into the camera, her face masked in sexual release. She wanted to put on a show that Ty would never forget! She reached out, placing her hand on Ty's muscular arm for balance. "I'm really going to cum hard, like nothing you've ever seen, Ty."

"Go right ahead on, Karen. Fuck the shit out of him," Ty whispered. He was almost overcome with his own sexual desire for Karen and the touch of her hand on his arm wasn't helping things. He was almost relieved, ALMOST, when she grabbed Kenny's head with both hands and began to fuck his face viciously. Ty moved around to the front so he good get all of Karen's delicious body and Kenny's head in the shot.

Karen looked straight into Ty's eyes, by way of the camera, as if to say, "This one's for you!" She moved up and down swiftly, fucking Kenny's fully extended tongue, her fingers clutching his brown hair, and her full 34c breasts bouncing joyously to her frantic pace.

"Fuck yeah Karen, FUCK yeah! You're incredible!" Ty tried to steady the camera, his heart pounding. He had never seen anything like this! A woman having such an intense orgasm from oral sex. He like hearing Karen command Kenny to eat her pussy, to lick it good, and make her cum! And his buddy was doing his best to please this woman who was so obviously out of his league. She needed so much more than Kenny was able to give her. But just when Ty thought there couldn't be anymore, Karen rose to an even higher level.

Without missing a beat, Karen dropped her grip on Kenny's hair and locked her fingers behind his head, trapping him in a completely helpless position. While pulling up on his head, she ground her pussy down brutally on his face.

Ty couldn't get over how sexy AND powerful Karen's body was, glistening from the incredible sexual exertion. There was no doubt this young woman kept herself in excellent shape. To go along with her firm, round ass, he could see definition in her shapely legs and now she was leaning back, pulling Kenny's head upward off of the bed. The sexy muscles in her arms bulged slightly. Even if Kenny didn't like this position, Karen could probably overpower him and he would have no choice.

Karen was pumping her gushing pussy into Kenny's mouth with sexual abandon! His hands were hanging onto Karen's tits as she rode him wildly.

"Good God almighty!" Ty growled. "Go on Karen!"

Looking Ty, gritting her teeth, enjoying her dominance on Kenny's face and her new fan's adulation, Karen suddenly released Kenny's head and grabbed his hands. Guiding his arms in different directions, her muscles flexing sexily, she was really getting off on showing her complete control over Kenny and that it was going to be on tape forever!

Going for the kill, Karen powerfully drove Kenny's hands back and over his head, pinning them on the bed. Her streaming pussy hadn't surrendered it's place on Kenny's face and she began to thrust her butt, the way a man fucks a woman except this time it was pussy on mouth! Banging her clit into his mouth and nose didn't stop Karen from grinning wickedly into the camera.

"DING, DING," the doorbell rang. Not finished yet, Karen wasn't about to let Kenny up as she fucked his face lustily. "DING, DING." Kenny tried to respond but was overpowered by his insatiable wife.

Then the phone began to ring. Karen sat upright on Kenny's face, rocking softly on his mouth as Ty pressed pause on the camera. Finally the answering machine kicked on and the voice was a familiar one.

"Kenny...Karen...are you at home. I'm at the front door and I can see your cars are here and some of the lights are on. Is everything ok?"

Kenny caught Karen off-guard and slipped out from under her and went to the phone, explaining how they didn't hear the doorbell because he had been listening to music through headphones and Karen was taking a shower.

Ty grinned as he looked at Karen, her smokin' body still poised on her knees, a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

Kenny hung up the phone and walked over to a closet. Grabbing a pair of pajamas, he started pulling them on as he explained how his Mom had brought them some food and probably wouldn't be satisfied until he came down to get it.

"Kenny, man...maybe you should...uh...you got...uh..."

"You've got my cum all over your face and you are about to go see your mother. You might want to wash your face first," Karen said sarcastically as she collapsed onto her stomach.

After Kenny left the room, Ty sat on the bed next to a still very naked Karen, her lingerie had long since been discarded during the wild event that Ty had just captured on tape. "That was really something else and you are incredible!" Ty said as he regained his composure, trying not to overtly stare at Karen's fine ass.

"You liked that?" Karen rolled over onto her side, propping her head on her hand.

"Maybe you should put something on until Kenny gets back. Want me to get your robe?"

As Ty tried to stand, Karen reached out and grabbed his hand. "You don't like what you see?" she asked flirtatiously.

"Oh no, I didn't say that,"Ty responded. "I just meant it's kind of strange to be sitting with a friend's naked wife while he's not there."

Karen smiled. "That's sweet. You're a gentleman! You don't see many of those anymore."

"I try but sometimes it's hard to be a gentleman."

"Like right now?"

"Like right now."

"Hhmm, I'll take that as a compliment. It's nice to get a compliment from a man. Most of the guys I'm around are like Kenny, still the same boys they were back in high school. That's why I was having such a good time tonight. Having sex with a man for the first time! Even though we didn't actually have sex but every time you spoke it made me that much horny. I would have done anything you asked." Karen looked down, blushing as she had opened up to someone she hadn't known until that night.

"Well, to be honest, I couldn't help but think it was such a shame. All that great foreplay gone to waste," Ty said with a chuckle.

"Kenny doesn't have the biggest dick in the world and I guess I was so carried away, it was as much my fault as his. If you try to fuck a guy with a 4 inch dick the same way you would a 7 inch dick, well...it just doesn't work very well. And he's usually a little bit better fuck than he was tonight." Karen laughed,"Just a little."

"Whew, well I should hope so, for your sake anyway,"Ty laughing replied.

"AND, all that great foreplay doesn't HAVE to go to waste," Karen said seductively as she pulled herself up to Ty. "I had myself so looking forward to a good hot fucking tonight and Kenny may be down there with his Mom all night."

Ty nervously met Karen's lips with his own as they kissed tenderly. He let her take his hand and place it between her scorching hot thighs, guiding his big fingers up to her soaking wet pussy.

"Mmmm you have such big hands and fingers," Karen said as she momentarily broke away from Ty's lips. "Kenny has hands like a girl, I mean they are smaller than mine," as she closed her eyes and resumed kissing him.

Suddenly Ty broke away from Karen's lips and drew his wet fingers from her cunt. "We can't do this. You know we can't do this. You said it yourself Karen. Remember? You said you couldn't give that pussy to me while your husband was here. Remember?"

He was a gentleman but he was also a man. Ty wanted to fuck Karen so bad it hurt! His cock had strained inside it's prison sense he first laid eyes on her.

"Oh Ty, don't be such a gentleman, please," Karen begged. "Don't use my own words against me. That's not fair." Once again she began to smother him in kisses as she straddled his thigh, rubbing her still-hungry pussy against him.

"We just can't do this," Ty struggled to say which was hard to do with someone's tongue making itself at home in his mouth. "Kenny's my friend-"

"Oh my fucking God!" Karen gasped aloud, her hand fondling Ty's crotch.

"No Karen, we can't-"

"Ty you misunderstood me," Karen said as she sprang out of bed and headed across the room, her round ass bouncing sexily with each step. "I said I couldn't give you this pussy with Kenny in THE SAME ROOM. Well, as you can see," she paused and locked the door,"he's not in the room with us!"

Ty stood up. "I'd better leave. I can't do this to Kenny." As Karen turned to face him with that sexy wicked grin lighting up her beautiful face, the sight of her ravishing body was too much. He stood motionless.

"I don't want you to do it to Kenny," Karen said as she charged across the room. "I want you to do it to me!" she cried as she leaped into the air, wrapping her arms around Ty's neck and her muscular legs around his waist, her tongue plunging wildly into his mouth. Her wet pussy writhed against the head of his cock.

Ty was a man, a strong man. But a man can only be so strong. Karen had just conquered her second man of the night. 

     To be continued



Lights, Camera, Action!



When Alex's phone rang on this evening, she had no idea it would lead to the sexiest and most memorable encounter of her life.

"Are you sitting down," asked Tasha.

"Actually, yes. I was just having a glass of wine on the balcony. What's up?"

Tasha smiled at Alex's nonchalance knowing that was about to change. "How would you feel about doing a Quentin Tarantino movie?"

Alex wasn't sure she heard Tasha correctly. "What did you say?"

"I said......how would you feel about doing a Quentin Tarantino movie," Tasha repeated.

"Are you fucking kidding me," Alex sputtered as she almost choked on her wine.

"No, I'm not actually. I got the call this morning" said Tasha in her usual matter-of-fact tone.

Alex's head was reeling. She had only completed makeup school a month earlier and had worked on one commercial. She couldn't believe this was happening. In Hollywood it was all about who you knew and she was glad she new Tasha. Tasha had been the head of feature film makeup departments before and was doing Alex a favor beyond her wildest dreams bringing her on as her assistant.

"Tasha. I don't know what to say," whispered Alex. Her mind was spinning.

"Say yes. We're having a production meeting at the studio tomorrow to read through the script and talk ideas. Be there at 8:00am sharp and don't make me regret my offer," Tasha chided.

Alex hung up the phone, took the biggest breath of her life and went back inside for another glass of wine to calm herself. Her whirling brain was wondering who would be in the movie, what crazy hours she's be working and how much better this could possibly get. Those questions would have to wait for their answer until morning.

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Alex's alarm went off at 6:00am. Normally Alex wasn't a morning person but this was not an average morning. This was the morning that could open doors and change her life. She hopped out of bed and showered with an excitement that should have been bottled for some new energy drink. The L.A. traffic sucked as usual so she was glad she left in plenty of time to make it downtown. She found the closest parking ramp and walked hurriedly toward the skyscraping, gleaming office building. Just as she entered the lobby she saw Tasha waiting for the elevator. 

"Tasha!"

Tasha spun around and chuckled silently as she watched Alex half jogging to the elevator, jet black hair flying out behind her, perfect breasts bouncing against her silk sleeveless blouse as she ran. She was beautiful and on this day she had chosen a slim, sexy yet professional skirt with a small slit up the leg and black strappy heels. She knew how to accentuate her assets. If Tasha had been so inclined, she would have definitely wanted Alex. Tasha was "strictly dickly" though so it was a mere passing thought.

"Are you ready, " asked Tasha.

"Oh, God," panted Alex, "I'm not sure I can do this. I feel like I'm going to throw up."

"You're not going to throw up. You'll be just fine," assured Tasha. "Not everyone is going to be here today, mainly Tarantino, two of the producers, wardrobe, and a couple of the actors that were available for the read and some interns. Alex, you can do this. You're great at what you do and I wouldn't have brought you on board if I didn't think you could handle this."

Alex took a deep breath and stepped into the elevator. As the doors closed she felt that there was no turning back. She didn't want to turn back. This was an amazing opportunity. When the doors re-opened, she and Tasha walked toward a slightly open door to what looked like a giant board room. She could see people moving about inside and suddenly felt like she could faint. She saw a water cooler and coffee cart right outside the door and thought maybe something to drink would help or at least keep her hands busy so she didn't fidget nervously the entire time. She handed her Coach bag and suit jacket to Tasha and headed toward the cart. She saw a man standing there from the back and wondered if he was as nervous as she was. Just as she approached the cart, the man turned around and Alex almost fell right in the floor. Tim Roth. Before she could even process what she was seeing, he reached out to shake her hand.

"I don't believe we've met. I'm Tim," he said as if he really needed to tell her. Tim Roth had been the unknowing participant in many a fantasy for Alex. My God, she had used the slow motion and pause features on her DVD player more than once watching his sex scenes. One could say she was completely enamored with him.

"Um....uh..." Alex couldn't even remember her own name at that moment. The warm touch of his hand brought her back to reality. "Alex," she finally managed to get out. 

"Alex....beautiful name. It suits you. Well, nice to meet you, Alex. See you inside then," said Tim and with that he breezed past her and disappeared into the room. Alex grabbed a cup of coffee with shaking hands and headed into the meeting. As she quickly scanned the room, she was looking to see if she recognized any other actors. She thought she had seen one guy on The Office but she wasn't sure about anyone else. She then realized she was the last one in and the only seat left was in between Tasha and Tim. Oh, man....this is too much . She shot Tasha a terrified look and slid into her chair. 

As everyone went around the table and introduced themselves and said what their part in the process was Alex barely heard anything. She felt like she was underwater and running out of air. Tasha reached under the table and put a reassuring hand on Alex's leg and gave it a gently squeeze. It made Alex feel a little better and she made a conscious effort to calm herself down before she had to introduce herself. 

After the introductions, Mr. Tarantino announced that he'd like to read through the script once and then release the actors so he could discuss ideas with makeup and wardrobe. The reading of the script began and all Alex could think about was how close she was sitting to Tim Roth. She wondered if he could feel the heat radiating off her as she was sure she was blushing from head to toe. After a time, she finally heard Tim's voice reading aloud. He was playing a villain in this film and it was a scene in which he was bullying a woman before he inevitably raped her.

"You're a whore, aren't you," Tim read. "A filthy whore who deserves to be taught a lesson." 

Alex thought that with his English accent calling someone a whore almost sounded polite. Almost. She looked over at him and could see his jaw muscle clenching as he read and started to adopt the character. Alex felt suddenly as if they were the only two people in the room and she could feel her lust rising.

"Why are you crying? I won't hurt you.....much," Tim sneered. "Now you're going to lift up your skirt for me....." 

Just then Alex's knees involuntarily parted wide enough that her leg brushed against Tim's. He didn't stop. He merely looked up at her and continued reading, making it seem as if he was speaking directly to her. 

"What's wrong, don't you want me to fuck you," Tim asked while looking straight at her. It was all Alex could do to not actually respond. She was caught like a deer in headlights and couldn't look away from him. He continued to look in her eyes and read. 

"That's right. Good girl. Lift it up for me," Tim encouraged. "Mmmmm...nice. See, I knew you were a whore. Only whores don't wear any panties." 

All Alex could think about was the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear and, in that moment, it seemed like he knew. She could feel herself getting wet and knew she had nothing to stop it. She leaned back in her seat so her wetness wouldn't seep through her skirt. Tim looked down at her hips as she shifted and then back into her eyes. He smiled a little too knowingly. Just when she thought she couldn't possibly stand another second of this Tarantino yelled, "End scene! Tim that was great, man. I can't wait to actually get you on set!"

The rest of the read went excruciatingly slowly and Alex thought for sure that a couple of times she saw Tim glance sideways at her. When it was finally over and everyone started milling about, shaking hands, patting backs and leaving, Tim walked up to her.

"Sorry about that in there. I hope I didn't rattle you. I just looked up and you were looking at me and I sort of...I don't know...went with it," Tim apologized.

"Yes. I mean No. I mean yes it was fine and no you didn't rattle me," Alex stammered.

"Well then, I suppose I'll be seeing you in a month or so when we begin shooting." Tim had his hand out again and this time Alex reached out faster to take it. "Nice to meet you, Alex," Tim said and just before he turned to leave Alex thought she saw his eyes glance over her breasts.

"Nice to meet you too," Alex responded. She turned around just in time to see Tasha walking toward her with a giant smirk on her face.

"Well, I see you're still standing," teased Tasha.

"Very funny. Why didn't you tell me he was in the movie? I mean you KNOW what a celeb crush I've had on him for years," Alex said.

"Because you were already a nervous wreck. If I had told you, you probably would have hyperventilated before we got to the meeting," Tasha explained jokingly. "Look, I have to stay for the rest of the meeting but you can leave. I'll give you a call and we can talk about everything and I'll let you know when shooting begins."

Later that night, Alex learned all the details from Tasha and knew that the next month was going to crawl by. How was she going to stand it?

*****************************

The first day of shooting had finally arrived and Alex made sure she arrived at the studio early to make a good impression. As she walked across the lot lugging her enormous makeup case, she took a deep breath and put on her best professional face. As she entered the first building she thought it seemed more like an ordinary warehouse than a movie set. The was a chair in the middle of the floor and some lights and cameras but not much else. She saw Tasha standing in the corner by some food tables and walked over to find out the schedule for the day. 

"Well good morning," chirped Tasha. "Do you want the good news or the bad news first?"

"Umm....bad news first, I guess."

"Ok. Bad news is that our only other makeup person bailed on me last minute for another film and we have to pull double duty today until I can find someone else. The good news for you is that since I've been doing this longer and I'm faster, I'll be doing all of the extras on the next lot over where they're shooting the crowd scenes and you'll be working on the principle actors over here."

"You've got to be kidding me Tasha!"

"No, I'm not. They're shooting the rape scene today so you only have to do the actress and Mr. Roth. Do Roth first so they can start shooting the lead up to the scene and then do the actress. "

"Roth? As in Tim Roth? As in I'm doing Tim Roth's makeup? Tasha! I don't think I can do this!"

"You can and you will," Tasha said sternly. "Look, I'm sorry if I'm being short I'm just under a lot of pressure today and we have to pull this together. Mr. Roth's trailer is just around the back of the building. He's expecting you in a few minutes. You have an hour to get him ready." 

"Wait, the rape scene today? Why?"

"You know they never shoot anything in sequence." And with that, Tasha was off to get the extras ready and left Alex reeling.

Alex grabbed her case and headed outside around the building. She saw Tim Roth's trailer and suddenly froze. She had to tell her self aloud, "You can do this. You have to do this. Just pretend he's not who he is," before she could knock on the door.

"Come in," yelled the sexiest voice she had ever heard. She opened the door and walked up the few steps into what was the nicest trailer she'd ever seen. It definitely didn't evoke the words "trailer trash". It looked more like a mini-mansion. Just then Tim walked out from the bathroom wearing a huge smile and not much else. Alex gasped internally as she saw that he was wearing only a towel and a few beads of water that still clung to his skin from the shower. "Where do you want me?"

"Excuse me?" 

"Where do you want me to sit?"

"Oh...um....right here by the table is fine." Alex opened her makeup case and set up while Tim sat down with a cup of coffee and snuffed out a cigarette. She was trying to ignore the sexy way that his wet hair was hanging in his eyes. 

"So, you're going to make me beautiful this morning," Tim joked. Yeah, as if he needed any help in that department.

"Actually, I'm doing the opposite," Alex laughed. "I think you're getting a few cuts on your face for this scene." Alex hoped she didn't sound too nervous like she'd never really worked on this level before.

"Well, I'm all yours."

Alex had to brush his hair back from his face before she could begin applying his makeup, which she did quickly with her fingers. She felt a flush come over her as she got this close and intimate with him. However, as she began to work she almost forgot who she was standing in front of. As she started to make the cuts on Tim's face, his cell phone rang.

"'Ello. Oh, really? That's alright. I'm in makeup right now. We'll just have to kill some time then. Right. Bye." Tim tossed his phone casually on the table. "Well, it looks like we have some extra time. Something isn't going right with the lighting." Tim lit up another smoke. "This doesn't bother you, does it?"

"Not at all. Now will you tip your head back a little for me please." As Alex went back to work she felt a little unnerved. Tim was watching her, looking in her eyes again. No one ever did that. Most people feel too uncomfortable with a stranger that close and look everywhere but at you. Not him. Alex was quickly realizing she couldn't quite get the right angle where she was standing. She tried to move a little closer to Tim but couldn't. His legs were together in her way. To avoid asking him to spread his legs apart so she could stand between them, Alex moved forward and put one leg on either side of his. She heard Tim groan slightly. 

"Are you ok," she asked, concerned maybe he was reacting to the makeup.

"Yes, love. I'm absolutely fine."

Alex looked down and saw that her straddling him had caused Tim to get hard. She tried to ignore it and kept working. She could feel her wetness forming again. She had only worn a short skirt and, of course, no underwear as usual so she knew if she got any wetter she'd be in trouble. As she leaned in to apply more makeup, Tim leaned back and grasped her wrist. He searched her eyes back and forth. She froze and just stared back. As he continued to look at her, he reached out and slid a hand up her outer thigh all the while watching her face for a reaction. 

"My God you're beautiful. I haven't been able to get you out of my mind for the last month," Tim confessed. 

When Alex didn't move away, he got bolder. Tim slid his hand higher until he reached Alex's nice, firm ass. He raised an eyebrow at the realization that she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt. This shot a bolt straight to his already hardening cock. His tongue darted out to lick his lips while his fingers kneaded her ass. He slowly raised her skirt to reveal her glistening pussy. 

"Mmmmm....nice and wet, aren't you," Tim whispered. 

He brushed her bare pussy lips with the back of his hand. This took the last of Alex's self control. She threw her head back and gasped. Hearing her reaction was more than he could take. He pushed her backward a little roughly. At first Alex thought he was pushing her away until he stood up and pulled her back to him. He looked at her lips for what seemed like a lifetime before he kissed her. His lips were warm and soft like she knew they would be. His tongue parted her lips and licked at her tongue in a way that told her he would be good at other things as well. The slight scruffiness of his face scraped deliciously across her cheek as he kissed across her face and down her neck. He stopped his burning kisses just above her breasts. He grabbed the bottom of her cami and slid it up over her head. He admired the pink and cream-colored lace bra she was wearing for a moment before he pressed her breasts together and continued lavishing kisses on them. His thumb found her nipples and began making small circles around them while he kissed her. Alex felt the jolt of electricity in her clit and moaned helplessly. She arched her breasts forward and tried to rub herself against his hardness. 

She knew there was no turning back now and she didn't want to. Her hands roamed over his chest and played through the sparse hair there. Her fingers followed the trail of hair until she reached the towel. She undid the towel and let it drop to the floor. He stood and watched as she marveled at the size of his erection. Alex slid to her knees and took Tim's cock in her hands. He inhaled sharply at the touch of her skilled fingers as she began stroking his shaft. She used the slickness at the tip to increase his pleasure while she continued jacking him off. 

Alex desperately wanted Tim's cock in her mouth. It was the most beautiful cock she'd ever seen. She leaned forward until the head was almost on her lips. His hip muscles flexed as he strained to get closer to her mouth, closer to the pleasure he knew she was going to give him. Alex teased him, her mouth coming closer and then moving away, all the time continuing to stroke him. Finally, she snaked her tongue out and licked the underside of his cock. Tim almost came right there. He had to try to hold himself back. He wanted to be buried deep inside her and that's how he was going to have her. She leaned toward him again, this time with her mouth closed. She took his cock and slipped it in between her full lips so it felt like he was entering a pussy. 

"Fuck!" He involuntarily thrust his hips forward , pushing his cock into her throat. Alex began working her head back and forth while her lips were pulling at his cock in a way he had never felt.

"As much as I don't want you to, if you don't stop that, love, this isn't going to last much longer," Tim warned.

He pulled Alex up to him and began kissing her fervently as he backed her toward to bedroom. When he felt the resistance of the bed behind her, he gently pushed her down onto it. "Take off the rest of your clothes. I want to watch you," he urged. 

This turned Alex on so much that her wetness was starting to trickle down the inside of her thighs. She tipped her head back so her long hair fell behind her shoulders while she unhooked her bra and removed it. She pushed herself back further as she slid her skirt past her hips and down her lithe legs. Tim watched, his eyes moving hungrily over her body. He flared his nostrils and could smell the sweet scent of her arousal and somehow found the resolve not to ravish her right then. Tim climbed onto the bed toward her until he was poised above her looking down at what he thought could be the sexiest woman he'd ever seen. He entwined his fingers in Alex's hair and pulled her head back to expose the beautiful, creamy skin on her neck. His teeth nipped lightly at her skin and his tongue licked at where he had bitten her. He tipped his head down and captured a nipple in his mouth and began flicking his tongue over it. 

"Ohhhh Tim,", Alex moaned.

The heat of his lips and tongue sent the first small shockwave of an orgasm straight through Alex's entire body. He kissed and licked his way down Alex's stomach while his fingers continued rolling and plucking her nipples. She writhed under him feeling a passion and driving ecstasy like she had never felt before. Suddenly he stopped. Alex opened her eyes to find him kneeling between her thighs with a lust on his face that softened it and made him even more handsome. Just as she was about to ask if something was wrong he leaned down, put his hands underneath her and said, "Put your pussy in my mouth." 




Lights, Camera, Action!



Alex was stunned. She was trying to wrap her brain around what he had just said when he impatiently repeated, "I said....put your pussy in my mouth."

Alex arched her hips toward him as he dipped his head. He stopped, mouth achingly close to her wanton slit. She could feel his hot breath on her lips. He looked up directly into her eyes again as he slowly and deliciously licked up the length of her folds, stopping just before he touched her clit. He wanted to tease her, make her beg for him to fuck her. His cock throbbed at the thought of this. He licked her slit again slowly. He used his tongue to part her lips and found her hard nub. Alex gasped and grabbed him by the hair. 

"Mmmmmmmm," Tim growled into her pussy. 

He flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit slowly, then quickly, then slowly again, driving her crazy. He kept building her orgasm this way then backing off until she thought she couldn't take any more. Just as she was close to the edge again, Tim slipped two fingers into her dripping pussy and stroked her walls until she came with a shuddering climax, lights exploding behind her eyes. 

Alex collapsed, chest heaving. She had never felt truly spent after an orgasm until this moment. When she could open her eyes again, there he was, eyebrows arched grinning devilishly at her. 

"That was amazing.....truly amazing," Alex managed to squeak out.

"Oh, did you think I was done with you, love?"

Alex knew Tim hadn't cum yet but didn't know if she had any strength left to do anything but lay there in a puddle.

"Just relax for a minute and watch," he said, sexily. 

Tim sat back on his heels and took his cock in his hand. He began slowly stroking it. Alex could tell how highly aroused he was. He looked in her eyes while he touched himself, then at her pussy, then back to her eyes. It was as if he didn't know which was more sexy to look at, this beautiful pussy in front of him that he was about to fuck or those deep emerald eyes he kept getting lost in. He leaned forward and touched the head of his cock to Alex's clit. 

"Oh my God," Alex gasped.

He slid his cock back and forth up and down her slit, then in circles on her clit. Alex didn't think she was capable of having another orgasm like the first but she had been wrong before. Tim pushed just the head of his cock into her wet, waiting cunt. He gasped in shock at her smallness.

"My, my. What a nice, tight little pussy you have," Tim growled.

Alex thought he sounded like the big, bad wolf. He looked like it too, his lips parted, showing just his bottom teeth. The light glinted off his canines. In one swift movement, he pulled his hips back and thrust all the rest of the way into her. The muscles of her pussy contracted until she got used to his size inside of her. He waited patiently for her to adjust and then began slowly fucking her. His cock slid easily in and out of her wetness. She was so tight he felt like she was milking him of everything he had. Alex felt another orgasm building. 

"Oh! Uh! Tim," she yelped in pleasure with every forward thrust. 

She felt a sudden emptiness as he pulled out of her. He grabbed her, flipped her over roughly and entered her again from behind. He was hammering into her now, thighs slapping against hers, his balls slapping against her clit pushing her closer. His fingers were digging into the sensitive flesh of her hips with a delicious pain. She lunged forward into a pillow from exhaustion. Tim curled over her back so he could whisper in her ear while he continued thrusting in and out of her.

"Do you like this? Hmmm? Do you like me fucking you like this," Tim pushed her.

"Yes! Oh God yes! Harder, please," Alex begged.

Tim pulled her back up on her hands and knees and pumped as hard and fast as he could. He could feel his balls starting to tighten and knew he was seconds from cumming. He reached around and found Alex's clit again. He rubbed it expertly as their orgasms built together. Finally, neither could wait any longer. 

"Ahhh Tim," Alex screamed as her pussy began spasming in another earth-shattering orgasm. That's all Tim needed to push him over the edge. He thrust forward one last time and stayed there while he shot his cum in wave after wave deep inside of her. They both collapsed in a heap, arms and legs intertwined. Alex lay there wondering after such a mind-blowing sexcapade, what could possibly be the first thing one of them would say to break the silence. As if on cue, Tim leaned up on one elbow, looked down at her smiling and said, "Well, I guess you're going to have to do my makeup all over again."

FIN



Lights, Camera... Action!



Mickey was suddenly woken by a couple of light knocks on his bedroom door.

"Fuck man, What do you need?"

"Sorry dude, I need your help," Donny answered through the door."

Mickey, annoyed, rolled out of bed and cracked his door open.

"Is everything okay?" 

"Yeah yeah everything is cool," Donny assured.

"Jesus man, are you fucking naked?"

"Yeah hahaha... Dude seriously, Michelle wants to make a porno but I'm too drunk to hold the camera and you know... Fuck her too."

"You want me to hold the camera? Are you guys serious?"

"I know it's kind of weird but she's never let me do this kind of thing before and I want it to come out really good. Come on man, I know you're a pro at this kind of stuff 'n' shit."

Mickey paused for a second to process what his friend and roommate of three years was asking him to do.

"Well dude?"

"Sorry man it's just that this isn't an everyday thing. You're kind of catching me off guard."

"I know I know. You just got to hold the camera and get some sick angles and do all that fancy shit you know how to do. Plus you'll get to see Michelle naked, she looks really good naked man..." 

"You don't have to convince me of that, I know your girl is fine... I'll do it, just Let me wake up a bit."

"Thanks man, this is going to be fucking awesome!"

Mickey closed the door and put on a t-shirt. He contemplated putting on a pair of sweatpants but decided to just remain in his boxers. He scratched his balls while yawning and stretched.

"Dude you ready yet? I don't want to keep her waiting."

"Yeah, I'm coming."

Donny handed Mickey his small digital camcorder and walked over to his bedroom where Michelle was waiting.

"Donnyyyy... Where did you go? I want to suck on your dick..." A slightly buzzed, naked Michelle whined.

"I'm right here babe, ready to make a video?"

"Yeah, let's do it... MICKEY! WHAT THE FUCK! Donny, why is Mickey in here? How fucking embarrassing!" Michelle yelled and quickly grabbed the comforter to cover most of her naked body.

"It's okay babe, calm down. He's going to hold the camera for me."

"She didn't know? Christ dude... I'm sorry Michelle."

Michelle laid there for several moments without responding.

"I can leave if you want..."

"No, I'm sorry Mickey , I didn't mean to freak out on you. You surprised me when you walked in, me being naked all spread eagle..." 

"It's cool Michelle you don't need to be embarrassed. You're so fucking fine, I'm cool with it if you are."

"I don't know, this is kind of weird..."

"Come on babe, Mickey makes bad ass videos. You've seen them."

"I'll edit it and add some music and all that shit just like a real Porno Michelle, it'll be pretty cool."

"Oh I know you will... Alright."

"Yeah babe, let's do this. Come on take that blanket off."

Michelle stared at Donny for a short while obviously annoyed that he didn't concur with her first. Donny gave her an apologetic look accompanied by shrug and she eventually removed the covers revealing her curvy tanned body. 

"Looks like it's your lucky day Mickey..."

Michelle laid on her back, took a deep breath, covered her face with her hands and slowly spread her legs. Mickey eagerly awaited his first real glimpse of Michelle's pussy which was slowly becoming exposed the same way the sun does when it rises. Donny looked over at Micky and motioned for him to begin filming.

"The picture looks pretty dark... Is it okay if I turn on the lights Michelle?"

"I guess so... If we need to."

Mickey flicked the lights on and every bit of Michelle's delicious body was on display for the camera. 

Donny leaned in and started kissing Michelle's inner thighs until he ended up on her clit. Michelle started moaning not because her boyfriend was a cunning linguist but because she had never even been naked in front of more than one person at a time before. She was by no means a good girl but having Mickey not only watching but filming her had awoken a new sexually deviant part of her brain. She arched her back and ground her pussy into Donny's face making sure to glance over at Mickey as she did.

When her eyes met Mickey's, he felt his penis becoming very hard and starting to want to poke through his boxers. Michelle noticed and a tiny smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Mickey zoomed in on Michelle's face to capture every tiny nuance in her expression as she came closer and closer to letting go of any inhibitions she had left. 

Donny stood up and walked over to a large armchair in the corner of the room, sat down and motioned for Michelle to come join him. before she had a chance to stand up Mickey walked around the bed and got a nice close up of Michelle lying on her back with her legs wide open and her breasts hanging freely slightly jiggling with the smallest of movements.

"Rub your pussy a little, Michelle. It'll look great when I edit it all together," Micky said hoping he wasn't overstepping his bounds. 

"Mmmmm... You want me to play with myself, Mickey?"

"Yes girl, that'll be really sexy..." Mickey was immediately relieved by her response.

Thoughts of his roommate with his girlfriend flooded Donny's mind and he was more than surprised when he found it really excited him. 

"Do you want to taste it Mickey?" Michelle asked as she raised her arm and extended her fingers waiting for Mickey to taste. A startled Donny gave a startled Mickey an approving head nod and Mickey sucked the sweet juices off of Michelle's tiny wet fingers.

Michelle moaned then giggled as she continued to rub herself with her other hand. "You like that, Mickey?"

"You taste really sweet girl."

Michelle rubbed some of her juices on her nipple closest to Mickey. "Do you want another taste?"

Donny stood up and grabbed the camera from Mickey to film his roommate's cameo. Michelle reached back down to continue playing with herself while Mickey worked his way over beside her and took one of her nipples between his fingers and softly licked her juices off the other.

"Mmmm yeah... Suck on it, Mickey..."

Mickey sucked Michelle's entire nipple into his mouth as she rubbed her pussy while moaning loudly.

"Yeah, Mickey..."

Mickey crawled above Michelle, grabbed her breast and sucked on her other nipple. Michelle started rubbing more intensely while Mickey couldn't help but rub his hard cock over his boxers alternating several times between Michelle's nipples.

After a couple of minutes Donny sat back down in the chair and called his girlfriend over. Mickey reluctantly removed his mouth from Michelle's nipple and took charge of the camera again. Michelle stood up and walked over to the chair brushing up against Mickey's dick with the back of her hand. she sat down on Donny's lap, put her feet on his knees, gripped the plush arms of the chair and lifted her ass up and then down bringing her moist pussy onto Donny's thick erect penis. 

Michelle eased Donny's dick all the way into her pussy and paused when her ass cheeks were pressed against him. Once she was ready she started grinding up and down riding her boyfriend like a true professional porn star. Mickey got closer and knelt down in front of the arm chair and brought the Camera within a foot of the action. Michelle was getting incredibly turned on now. At first she was excited about making a porno with her boyfriend, but now the unexpected presence of Mickey was actually exciting her more than she had been in a very long time. She felt like she couldn't control an immense urge to really perform for him.

"Yeah babe! Ride that dick! Fuck that feels so good," Donny encouraged his unrecognizable girlfriend.

"I want to suck your dick."

"Yeah baby, you want to suck some dick? Go ahead it's right here," Donny said.

Michelle clumsily stood up almost hitting the camera lens with her pussy, knelt in front of Mickey and reached into his boxers. She pulled his dick out and put it into her mouth in one fluid motion.

Mickey shrugged at Donny. "Sorry bro..."

"Nah man... It's cool, g... go for it," Donny said not fully prepared to see another guy's dick in his girl's mouth.

Mickey held the camera off to the side and at about the height of Michelle's head capturing the incredibly sloppy blow job she was giving him. This went on for several minutes until Michelle pulled Mickey's boxers down, lifted up his cock, placed his balls in her mouth and massaged them with her tongue. 

Donny was starting to feel a little left out so he roughly grabbed Michelle's head, guided her back to the chair, sat down and forcefully shoved his dick in her mouth making her almost gag as she deep-throated him. Every time she came back up for air she would look over her shoulder at Mickey as if she was prompting him to join in. Mickey leaned in again to capture her ass cheeks bouncing with the rhythm of her deep-throating. 

Donny pushed Michelle's head down deeper than before and with his free hand, making sure Michelle didn't notice, pointed downward at her ass.

Mickey's eyes widened and he now focused on Donny.

"Stick your finger in her ass dude," Donny whispered.

"Really... She won't freak?"

"No, she loves that."

Mickey decided to test the waters by gently touching Michelle's hip first. When she seemed to not even notice he moved his thumb to the inside of one of her cheeks and spread it out exposing her tiny brown asshole. When Michelle felt this she gasped and quickly turned to face Mickey.

"What are you doing back there?"

Mickey instantly let go and Michelle's cheek dropped back to its natural place covering up her tiny butt-hole.

Donny grabbed Michelle's head covering both of her ears and pulled her back down to his cock.

"Put your finger in her ass, trust me. She's just acting like she doesn't want it because she's shy about it but we do it all the time. She asks for it. There's some lube in the nightstand..."

Mickey put down the camera and applied some lube onto his left thumb. He picked the camera back up and knelt behind Michelle. He placed his left hand on her left ass cheek with his thumb resting in her crack. When she didn't object he started to work his way closer to her asshole. He put the pad of his thumb right against her anus and started to gently massage it. As he did so Michelle began to let out the sexiest combinations of moans laced with whimpers...

"You like that girl? You want me to keep going?"

"Yes, Mickey, but I want your dick in there..."

"Yeah... You want my dick in your butt, girl?"

"Yes, Come on give me that dick, Mickey..."

Mickey applied some more lube on the tip of his penis and some more on Michelle's asshole. He stood up and guided his dick into Michelle's tightest of openings. The tip of his dick slowly began to open her up as he applied pressure. He steadily inched in a bit more and his head popped in.

"Oh my god..." Donny whispered to himself.

"OH YES! Keep going, Mickey," Michelle moaned.

Mickey slid all the way in and gently pulled out almost to the head of his cock then pushed back in. he pulled back out and felt Michelle push her ass back into him before he even got a chance to slide back in. He grabbed hold of her hips and forced her to match his rhythm fucking her with long hard strokes.

"FUCK, MICKY! Your dick feels so good in my ass..."

Donny suddenly grabbed Michelle's head and shoved his dick in her mouth. She deep throated him for several minutes before he started to cum forcing Michelle to swallow.

"Hold the Camera Donny," Mickey said as he handed it over.

Mickey turned Michelle around to face him, bent down and picked her up placing the back of her knees on his forearms. Michelle held on to the back of his neck with one hand and guided his dick back up her ass with the other. Mickey bounced Michelle for what seemed like five minutes to him and an eternity to Donny until he felt the urge to cum and upped the pace when he felt it getting closer.

"Don't you dare cum in my ass Mickey. I want it on my face like a real porn star."

"I'm about to girl, get on your knees and suck on my dick."

Mickey let Michelle down and placed both of his hands on the back of her head and fucked her mouth until he felt his cum shooting out of his shaft. He pulled out and sprayed Michelle's face with thick spurts of warm cum then he shoved his dick back in her mouth.

"Clean it off girl."

Michelle gently sucked on Mickey's dick until it was soft again and finished it off with a peck.

"Oh my God, Mickey... That was so fucking awesome. I hadn't been ass fucked like that before. You're fucking strong. We should make a sequel tomorrow when Donny is at work."

"BITCH!"

"Just kidding babe, Hahaha calm down."

"You better be... I got the shower first," Donny said as he left the room.

As soon as Donny left Michelle reached down to stroke Mickey's dick.

"Or... We can make a bonus scene now," Michelle grinned.

"We should, It is all about the extras these days."

THE END



Lights, Camera, Action



I held my breath, and slowly prised open the door.

Nobody was home, I had triple checked that, but I was extra quiet nonetheless. The thing I was doing was so bad, if I was caught I'd never be able to live it down. I knew what I was doing was wrong, it was dirty and weird and what's more it was an invasion of my sister's privacy. So why was I still here? I couldn't resist. Months, almost a year, of fantasising about her, of picturing her. I just couldn't resist any longer.

I stepped over a pile of clothes - my sister was so messy - and tiptoed over to her chest of drawers. Her untidiness came in handy here. I had been checking the pile of old pyjama tops on the chest for almost a month, and she never touched them. I lifted them up, just enough so that I could slip the camera in, before letting them fall so that they were in the exact same position. I covered it up, so that the camera was invisible, but so that the lens still got a good view of the room. It was an expensive camera, a birthday present from my parents, and was very good quality. I lent over, pressed the record button, and crept out of the room.

What I was doing was so wrong, but I was doing it right. I had rehearsed the whole thing, even scouted the best location for the camera to sit. I had fully charged the camera, and made sure it had plenty of room for a long video. I had chosen the night when our parents were out, and when my sister was out at a party but had work the next day - this would guarantee that she would come in late and go straight to bed. Now all I had to do was wait until she had left for work the next day and collect the camera.

I was at University, but living with my parents because I couldn't afford board. My older sister, Kate, had come back from travelling completely broke, and so was living with us while she earned enough money to support herself. She spent a lot of it on parties, however, and so it was taking longer than she'd hoped.

I was gobsmacked when she came back at how gorgeous she'd become. Either she had matured late, or I had been too young to appreciate her before, but something meant that it was only now that I got to realise how hot she was. She was short, had long, brown hair and blue eyes. She was slim, but that didn't take any weight out of her sizeable breasts. I knew I shouldn't think about her in the way I did, but I couldn't help it. 

It was taking it a step further, however, to film her. All porn had become dull to me, even the incest-based porn. I wanted her naked, I didn't care about other women. I just hoped to God I didn't get caught.

About fifteen minutes later, she came in through the door. She was stone sober, but she'd been out partying and was on a natural buzz, so greeted me with a warm hug. 

"Good party?"

"Ah, Isaac, you have no idea. Amazing. I'm screwed for work tomorrow though." She sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Well, maybe you'd better get up to bed." I felt myself going red, but she didn't appear to notice.

"Yeah, you're probably right. Still, we'll catch up tomorrow!" She gave me another hug, a rare thing between us, and went off to bed.

I hardly slept the whole night. I kept wanting to sneak in and fetch the camera, but I knew I had to wait. I could not risk being discovered, I don't know what I'd do. But the thought of what was lying in wait for me... I couldn't help myself, I reached down and started slowly stroking my dick.

*****

Kate had to leave for work early the next morning, so when I got up around eight she was gone. I heard my parents downstairs eating breakfast and, judging that I was safe, I crept upstairs and into Kate's bedroom. It smelt of her perfume, and of clothes shops. I crossed to the other side of the room, and retrieved my camera.

After breakfast I went back up to my room to watch the footage. I saw myself creeping away, before hitting the fast forward button. A few minutes later, I was watching as Kate walked in. She looked tired, and didn't seem to be getting out any pyjamas, so for a moment I was worried that she'd go to bed without changing. But, soon enough, she started unbuttoning her shirt. She pulled it down over her shoulders, revealing a bright red bra patterned with lace. She reached round and undid the strap, letting the bra fall to the floor. My dick pressed against my trousers, so I pulled it out. It was rock hard. I began to rub it as she revealed her gorgeous breasts. They were large, but didn't sag - they were almost as perky without the bra as they were with. Her nipples were small but so enticing. They beautifully fell in with the curve of her sexy body, all the way down to the belly-button piercing.

She then unbuttoned her short shorts, and pulled them down. It was a sunny day, so she hadn't been wearing tights, and they revealed a pair of thin panties that perfectly matched her bra. She pulled the panties down, but before I could get a proper glimpse of anything underneath she climbed into bed.

She slept naked! I was disappointed with the lack of pussy, but more aroused than I had ever been before. My camera didn't have enough space in it for a 12 hour film so I had no footage of the morning - that was all I was going to get. 

I decided to set the camera up again that night.

*****

I had hidden it in the exact same place, and so the next morning when I went to retrieve it the footage was familiar. She hadn't been out partying this time, so she spent a while on her laptop, but even that was good to watch as she had a low cleavage, so I got out my dick in anticipation. Every so often she'd adjust her bra, shifting her breasts, and a thrill of pleasure would go through me. I started to imagine that she was watching porn on the laptop, or talking dirty with someone online. 

When she finally turned the laptop off, I was close to cumming, so slowed down to get the full effect. She pulled off her top and this time her bra was deep green, and plain with no patterns. As she pulled the top over her head they jiggled, the perfect texture. I couldn't get over how sexy she was. She took the bra off, once again displaying her amazing tits. She then pulled off her tights, to reveal panties that were again matching. They were gorgeous on her, and I had no hard time getting off to it, but at the same time I was a little put down - the routine hadn't changed at all, and I still didn't get a glimpse of her pussy. A part of me reasoned that I had got all I could, and that I should stop before I got caught, but another voice said that there was more to come. Nobody sticks to the exact same routine all of the time, and I would soon get to see her pussy. In the meantime, her breasts would more than satisfy my urges. 

I saved the film onto my laptop, before getting the camera and setting it back up in her room. On the way out, I saw the dirty green panties and bra on a heap on the floor. I picked them up and sniffed them. The bra smelt like her perfume, but the panties smelt like pussy. I stuffed them into my pocket and left.

*****

Her routine hadn't yet changed by the time I plugged the camera into my laptop for the eighth time. This time I had already got my dick out as the video loaded. I fast forwarded it, and stopped just as she entered her bedroom.

My sister walked in, and pulled off her top. This bra was black, and made only of lace, so I could already see her nipples. My dick was rock hard, and twitching loads. This time instead of undoing the bra, she undid her skirt first, and pulled it down to reveal a matching thong. Around her waist and, I could imagine, her ass, it was just a string, but over her pussy was a cover of black lace. The pattern was thinly cut and so was see-through, allowing me my first glimpse of Kate's pussy. She sat there for a moment, her shoulders back and her legs slightly apart to create the perfect viewpoint of her tits and ass. She then bit her lip sexily, and reached round to undo the bra. It fell away, and she reached up her hand and gently squeezed one of her nipples. 

I was stunned. Was my sister masturbating? My dick was harder than it had ever been, and a bead of precum dripped out without me even touching it. Kate rolled her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, panting slightly. I was so engrossed with her perfect nipple that I hadn't even noticed that her other hand had reached down the front of her panties, but that soon got all of my attention. Her hand wriggled underneath the lace, playing with her almost-visible clit. The camera picked up a soft moan, the sexiest thing I had ever heard, so hot I couldn't help but moan back. I twitched as I made another drop of precum.

After a minute or so, she stood up and turned around, so that she was facing the wall. She bent over forwards, displaying her gorgeous ass, and pulled down her panties. Her ass was beautiful and round, the nicest I'd ever seen. She stood upright again, and turned around to sit on her bed She spread her legs, revealing her pussy. My eyes ate it up - I couldn't have looked away if I'd tried. I could see how wet she was, and as she moped it up with a finger she moaned again. Her left hand continued to play with her nipple, as she positioned her right hand so that her thumb was on her clit and her forefinger was in her pussy. With each thrust of her finger into her wet pussy, her thumb would rub over her clit. The combination produced a series of passionate moans from her.

i couldn't believe my eyes. I knew this was so wrong, but I couldn't stop watching. It was so unbelievably arousing, I felt like I was about to cum buckets without even having started wanking. She slipped a second finger inside her, but she looked wet enough to fit a whole hand. She began to pump more vigorously now, her moans turning into yelps. How had I not heard this last night? The noises she was making began to get more and more high pitched, and I could feel her starting to climax. I grabbed my dick, determined that I should finish with her. Her whole body was shaking with the pleasure of the beginnings of an orgasm, and I pumped furiously on my cock. Her hand was soaked with her wetness, as were the sheets underneath her. Her whole body twitched with pleasure and she cried out with orgasm, just as my dick exploded cum all over my stomach. I lay there panting, just as Kate lay there panting on the video.

After about a minute, Kate got up off her bed. She bit her lip, half in a sexy way and half trying to bite back a smile. She walked over to the chest of drawers, pulled off some old pyjamas and picked up the camera. She looked directly into the lens. "Come join me tomorrow night", she purred. 

My mouth fell open, my stomach did a flip and my heart beat tripled in speed. She knew? That was all a show? She wanted me?

She turned away but, as an afterthought, turned back towards the camera. "Oh and when you come? 

"Bring this camera."