0 comments/ 152015 views/ 23 favorites The Tale of the Tape By: voy_husb Here it was mid December and I actually had my Christmas shopping done, this must be a first for me, I'm usually the week before, fighting the crowds and not getting what I wanted to get for you. Now all that was left to buy was some stocking stuffers, I had the usual perfume, candy, a lady's magazine, deodorant and I thought I get some panty hose (ugh, I hate those things, they are so uninviting I've tried to get you to wear nylons with a garter belt, but you'd have nothing to do with them). There is no point getting you thigh highs, they'd end up in your stocking draw with the ones I bought for you two years ago when we were shopping at the Legg's store in Kittery, you put them on once to model them for me and they haven't seen the light of day since. My problem now was what size, what color and what brand, I had no idea but I knew I'd be home at least an hour or two ahead of you and I could find what you wore in your stocking draw. At home I got into a comfortable pair of sweats and started to look in your dresser, of course nothing is easily found in there. I started to dig deeper but as I pulled the drawer open further there was a discernible clunk, now what's wrong, I must have pulled it off it's tracks, you'd know I had been snooping. I tried to adjust the drawer but it wouldn't go back in, so I pulled the drawer out completely to investigate. The runners looked ok but when I looked into the cavity, there was something black lying in the back, I reached in and pulled out unmarked videotape. Why was there a video behind one of your draws, it must have been in the draw and fallen back there. I took it down stairs and popped it in the VCR, there was nothing but snow, I was about to eject it when I heard voices, people were talking but all you could see was a pair of female legs, crossed and swinging back and forth the recorder was apparently on a table or tripod pointed down. The room looked like a cheap hotel with two beds and a table with two chairs. A male voice was speaking like a director setting a scene, "now remember you've come to this hotel to meet a guy you met on the internet, you got his e-mail address off an electronic bulletin board, his ad had read "Well hung male, 8 plus inches, clean and discreet, ready to service married women" you've never met before, this is your first time." "You are a married woman for twenty some years to the same guy and have never been with any man other than your husband. You've decide you needed some excitement in your hohum, suburban life and would like to try something new and bigger than his 5 inches." WOW, I realized this was a porno, you finally decided to go for it, I've been begging you for years to watch one to spice up our love life a little, I know it's been dragging and this is just what we need. I watched closer and thought this looks like just the kind I'd liked, an amateur film probably the idea of some husband looking to spice up his sex life or getting off watching his wife fuck someone else while making a few bucks off her ass selling the movie. He continued giving her instruction, "Remember you love big cocks, I need to hear lots of grunting and groaning, ask him to do things. It should be like when we are together." When she replied you could hear the nervousness in her voice but with a certain amount of eagerness, she was breathing heavy and the way she was swinging her legs she was probably also rubbing her pussy lips together getting wetter and wetter. The director was also giving direction to his leading man who just responded with and occasional grunt; he's done this before. "Baby I know your concerned about keeping your identity anonymous and I promise I won't be showing your face, beside no one will ever see it, it's just for me to look at when we can't be together, I promise"! She said she needed to use the bathroom, the director told her to use the lady's room down in the lobby, that will give him a chance to set things up and when she return we will start, just knock on the door and I'll be rolling. She left and the leading man said how are you going to shoot the film without showing her face, when she blows me you'll have to show her face. Well that's your job, you've got to get her hot enough so she doesn't care what we are shooting or doing to her. She thinks this movie is to be a soft core flick with just a little foreplay with you shooting your cum into her hand or on her tits, it's suppose to be just for my private viewing. I want you to do everything with her, no holds barred, tits, pussy, ass everything. She's just what the video wholesalers are looking for, the mature housewife from suburbia, a conservative lady from work, who had been looking for some excitement in her life, unfortunately she met me and now loves my cock and will do anything to keep getting it. And if you do your job, we'll have her doing it all on tape and then she's ours, gang bangs, lesbian what ever I ask she'll do or her husband will get a copy. She'd probably fuck a donkey to keep that tape from her family and friends, if you can handle it? The leading man said, she'll go all the way or I'll hang up my cock and become a monk, they both laughed. This is going to be great, a mature, real life wife not getting enough at home and now she's secretly going to be in the porn industry. She thinks it going to be a one-time thing for the private collection of her well-hung stud. I settled in, this promised to be a very hot movie, my hand slipped into my sweats. There was a knock on the door, the leading man let her in, they chatted like you'd expect of two strangers would who were meeting for their purpose. You could tell by the choppy dialogue this was amateurish, OH YEAH! They were both shown from the waist down she was in a black skirt with a short slit up the side like the one I bought you last summer for your birthday. You could hear the apprehension in her voice but it was also deep and sexy you could almost smell her. After some small talk he took her in his arms and they kissed, you couldn't see the kiss but you sure could hear it there must have been some serious, deep tonguing and sucking. The camera panned up just enough to get her tits in the frame, she was no little girl, her chest was at least as big as yours but seem to be higher and pushed together like she had on one of those push up bras, the kind you won't wear for me. His hands were all over her sweater clad chest and her skirted ass, this guy was getting plenty, he pulled the skirt up to expose a nice full ass, she was wearing blue nylons with a blue garter belt, no panties, she was built like you and I knew you would look just as magnificent in garters as she did, if only you would. His fingers kept massaging her pink ass cheeks and slipping into her crack touching her back opening; you could hear her grunting while her hips were grinding into him. Next the sweater went up and he went to work on her tits, the other hand returned to the crack of her ass. The tit hand started with just a gentle massage kneading her healthy chest through the matching blue bra. It was one of those push ups you could see quite a bit of her tits pushed above the bra and lots of cleavage. He pulled the strap off one shoulder and slid it down so he could get at her nipple, at first it was just kissing and a licking but then he started to aggressively suck and chew her nub and it grew, she continued moaning "MMMMMMMM, I love having that done, my husband doesn't do it." I secretly wished that was you as I got harder and harder, you never let me chew your nipples. The camera was up close on the nipple chewing and slowly panned back and around to her ass, it was clear the leading man was fingering her asshole with one finger and trying to get a second in, he was getting her ready for a good ass reaming. There was some whispering and then she said gasping, "finger fuck my ass, please finger my ass." While continuing to feed on her tits his other hand busied it self in front at her pussy, he had two fingers in there, again some whispering and she said, "I need to feel you?." The leading man commanded, "help yourself." Her arms went from around his neck to the waistband of his pants, she unhurriedly loosened them and pushed them down and her hand went inside his shorts there was an audible gasp, "OH MY GOD, YOU ARE HUGE," this sounded real and not part of her lines. When she pulled it out he must have been all of 8 inches, her hand went to work stroking him, he had already started to pre cum. She massaged the creamy liquid on the head and shaft, her hand then disappeared above and you could hear her licking and sucking her fingers, her hand came back down greedily to stroke him some more, scooping more pre cum and again to her mouth. From the loud slurping you could tell she was enjoying the gooey fluid. He demanded, "put it in your mouth," again some cues from the director. Would she refuse because of the camera or ask the director to lower the camera? Neither happened she couldn't get on her knees fast enough; she dropped like a stone and tried to stuff the enormous head in her mouth. She looked beautiful sucking his cock head, she was heavily made up and her hair, her hair was... OH SHIT, it was you, it was your hair, it was you forcing the bulbous head into your mouth, it had been you begging to be finger fucked in the ass and to have your nipples chewed. I paused the video, the head of his cock was just inside your mouth; I could see the rim of the cock head pressing against the inside of your cheek. I didn't know what to do, I felt like I should run to the hotel and stop what was going on but where was it, I guess more importantly when was it, I kept getting flashes in my mind, I should kill these guys, I should expose you in a divorce, I should, I should, ... I should think about why you were there, wasn't it me who said, "our love life had been dragging." I guess it wasn't dragging just for me but for you to. OH GOD, what to do now, and you'd be home in 30 minutes, what should I say, what should I do? I continued to stare at the image on the screen I began to wonder if it had gone any further were you in a series of porno's, girl on girl, gang bangs, blacks, did you have your own section down at the local adult video store? OH GOD. Did anyone else see it, our friends, relatives, someone from my job or yours? I looked at the image again and was nauseated but still holding on to my hard on! The next thirty minutes seem like hours and at times it seemed like seconds, I had no idea what to do, should I just put it back and forget about it or confront you with it, in the end I still didn't know what to do, that's when you came in the door. "Hi honey, I'm home," I shouted that I was down stairs, after a trip to the bathroom you came down, you were dressed in the same skirt as in the movie, and you tits looked higher and pushed together, did you wear the push up for another movie today? You asked what I was doing, usually I was in my office, I said I was watching a movie, you asked "anything I'd be interested in," time seem to stand still right there, and without thinking I pressed the rewind button just enough to back it up a bit, when I hit play you were on screen being fingered and chewed on by your leading man and when you dropped to your knees in the movie, you dropped down on the far end of the couch and stared at the screen. After an eternal minute you went into a tirade screaming at me, what was I doing going through you personal things, why did I violate your personal space, just what the fuck did I think I was doing? I sat quietly staring at the screen while you ranted and turned a deep red. You then put your head in your hands and started crying, I stopped the video and waited, we sat that way for 10 minutes. When you stopped crying you said, if you want a divorce, I won't fight it! "NO," before we talk about divorce, I want to know why and when? And how far has it gone? How many have there been? After some thought you started to explain. You gave this brief explanation that you had been conned and seduce, I said no I want and expect all the details, leave nothing out, I wanted to know why this had happened, everything you said and did to end up in this video, you owe me that. But I think I might have also been a little voyeuristic from watching the movie, it was hot, I've never seen you dressed like that or acting like that, it was my fantasy, and I was still somewhat hard. After collecting your thoughts you said, it began about a month ago, the guy video taping works with you and you had become good friends, you talked about things you and I have been unable to discuss, like our sex life or the lack there of. He was so understanding, he seem to sense your pain, he knew I felt you didn't love me or desire me anymore and he played to that. He always told me how beautiful I looked and how any man would be crazy not to want to make love to me every night, long, beautiful passionate love. He told me we were in a slump that we just needed to reheat our love life; he asked a lot about what we did, when we did it and about my technique. He has a reputation around work that he was quite the lover and I must admit I was intrigued by that, he suggested he could help me put that fire back in our marriage if I really wanted to. He made me feel guilty when I first declined his offer, he said if I really didn't want to fix our problems maybe I really didn't love you. I guess I took that as a challenge and he was so kind and gentle, I said, "Help me." We set it up for me to come to his house one day, we both took a sick day, you thought I was just going to work, I prayed you didn't try to call me there. He told me to leave everything in his hands. When I arrived he was a totally different person than the gentle guy at work, his voice was that of a master speaking to his slave, he asked me about my under clothes. He asked me if I were wearing panties and or panty hose when I said yes he took out a garter belt and nylons and told me to change but lose the panties. Show me the bra you're wearing, I was so embarrassed, no one has seen me in my bra except you but he ordered me. I unbuttoned my blouse a bit, it was my usual full support bra, he then took out a push up model, where he got it from and how he knew my size I'll never know, and told me to change into this one and shoved me toward the bathroom. When I returned he started to unbutton the top three buttons on my blouse, I tried to stop him but he slapped my hands away, it stung. He continued with my blouse so that I was showing a lot of cleavage he then had me spin around for him, then asked me how I felt, I said naked and cheap, even though I was completely dressed. It was being panty less with my boobs sticking up and out that did it; he said, good, that's what a man wants his woman to feel like. Now show me how your seduce your husband, I hesitated and he commanded, "SHOW ME," I was afraid of him, at what he might do, so I obeyed, I approached him and kissed him softly, then I nuzzled his neck. He said he was surprised that our marriage has lasted 20 some years, if this was the best I could do, "your husband must be out fucking every skirt he can get his hands on." I was so humiliated I thought I was going to cry, he demanded I try again, and this time kiss me like you need to fuck me and rub the front of my pants while you do it. I was determined to prove I could be as sexy as any woman you were fucking, I know you weren't but he had been playing with my mind and got me. I tried again with a deep tongue kiss and I rubbed his cock through his pants. I got a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. His hand was on the back of my head while I French kissed him, he held me so long and hard I was gasping for air. I played with the front of his pants and it took me a moment but I realized his cock was big, very big. He stopped me and said not bad now take it out and show me you want it, fearing what he might do I slid the zipper down. When I reached in he wasn't wearing underwear, I somehow found that exciting. I took a bit of effort to pull it out; it was huge and not even hard yet. I began stroking it, I could have easily put both hands around it and still not covered the shaft, let alone the head. I continued to glide my hands over it's silky smoothness it was intoxicating. The head got quite wet with pre cum I took one hand and rotated it around the head spreading the pre cum all over it, I paid special attention to his cock rim, I knew you liked that. He said there was too much lick some of it off my hand, I did as instructed, and the taste was heady, he had me suck my fingers clean, when I returned to his head there was more so I continued with rotating his head and sucking my fingers clean it seemed like he pre cummed forever. I'm sure there was more than when you completely cum. I enjoyed his pre cum, YES I enjoyed it, I savored it and I wanted more. He had completely opened my blouse and was fingering my nipples through the bra, and he then pulled the bra down just enough to get at one of my nipple, he kissed it then licked it then bit down, I screamed "OUCH," but he ignored me and continued his assault on my tender nub. With his teeth he'd pull hard on my nipple, it must have been out an inch, then he'd let it snap back, when he did I felt a wetness begin between my legs, I was enjoying it, a little pain with a great deal of pleasure, I found myself wanting him to do more and he did. He unsnapped the bra and worked both tits and nipples, he then unfastened the clip at the back of my skirt and undid the zipper, it fell to the ground, then he slipped my blouse off my shoulders, I was standing there with my new bra wide open and in a garter belt, nylons and my high heels. He told me to feed him my tits, I lifted both to serve him but as he sucked and chewed I ended up dropping one so I could hold his head to me. His cock slipped between my legs I could feel the shaft sliding between the lips of my pussy, the head was back by my ass I squeezed my legs together, I was trying to make greater contact between my lips and his shaft, I needed to cum. His hands were kneading my ass, pulling the cheeks apart then pushing them together around his cock head, my pussy was drenched. He let go of one cheek and took some pre cum off his cock and started sliding his damp finger along the crack of my ass, lightly touching my hole, he kept that up until my crack was sticky with his pre cum. He pushed his finger tip into my ass, I begged, "please, not in there," he said before you say no, try it, and pressed on, up to his first knuckle, then the second he started a slow in and out rotating motion, I leaked more and could feel the beginning of an orgasm building. I soon found myself humping the finger in my ass, I heard myself saying, "Uuh... ohhh... uuh... ohh...! Oh yes, yessssssssss," just as I was about to cum he stopped and snapped his finger out of my ass, I continued to hump and begged him "please put it back in," he said what do you want me to do, I said please put your finger back in, I don't know what it is you want, could you explain it to me like the slut I know your are, I shouted "STICK YOUR FINGER BACK IN MY ASS, FUCK MY ASS WITH YOUR FINGER," before I knew it his finger slipped back in and was soon joined by another, I exploded with an orgasm like I've never known. She stopped to get control of her breathing her narration was exciting her. Am I telling you more than you want to know? No, I need to hear it all, if we are going to get by this I need to know everything you said and did, how your felt, what was it you liked, what drove you. I couldn't tell you it was getting me extremely aroused; I kept imagining you in that underwear, the cock between your cheeks, the finger in your ass. I'm surprised my difficult breathing didn't clue you in to my state of arousal; I kept my hands in my lap to hide an intense erection. The Tale of the Tape She continued, I went weak, my knees buckled but he held me up and lead me to a chair, he sat down and pulled me down to kneel in from of him and began rubbing his cock on my forehead over my cheeks, under my neck, there was pre cum all over my face, I greedily licked it up. The flavors and odors were filling my senses I had lost control. He was trying to force it in my mouth, I stopped him and said no, I'll do it; I grabbed hold with both hands and started to work the head into my mouth. I knew I was good at that, you had told me I was the best blowjob you ever had. I swirled the head with my tongue, I suck and slid my teeth on the rim and the under side just below the head, this usually made you cum. He wanted more, he wanted it down my throat, I didn't think I could get it in there but between my saliva and his pre cum I got him in. I reach a point where I wanted his cum in my mouth and in my belly. He wanted that to but required other services first, he face fuck me for a while then pulled it out and had me lick his balls then suck each one in turn, then licking behind his balls and rimming his ass, I did it all. When he was satisfied he had me get up and straddle him he placed his cock head to my pussy lips, I knew it was going to hurt but I had to have it in me, I needed to feel that fullness. When it slipped in I just rocked back and forth on the head and the first few inches, it was incredible, I could have done just that for hours, but with one swift move he grabbed my hips and pulled me down hard, it was all in me, I gasped, I moaned, I screamed in pain and then I begged him to do it again. I rocked back and forth for almost half an hour, some times just gently a couple of inches, some times until just the head was going in and out of my lips and some times jamming it all the way back in again. All the while he had his fingers in my ass and was chewing on my nipples. I lost count of my orgasms, but when we came together I could feel him deep inside me, like a fire hose. This is when I realize I loved having my ass touched and my nipples chewed; I wished I hadn't stopped you years earlier, OH what we've missed. I knew I'd need more of this full feeling deep inside me; I was now his cock whore, because I'd do anything to get his cock! He quite unceremoniously told me to get off him, get dressed and go without another word. I drove home half dressed and dripping of our collective cum. But I don't understand, that wasn't what the video was about; you said he was shooting the video, why were you doing it with the guy in the video and how many have you done and where have you done it and who have you done? I had so many questions, I wanted more details, my emotions were going crazy, fear, and hate and I was getting harder. Did you have on a push up, were you wearing panties??????? "What happened after that day at his house and how did you end up in an amateur video blowing some stranger"? The next few days at work he ignored me, I tried my best to corner him, I needed to speak to him, but why after what he did, you've seen the video haven't you, he set you up to be his free porn queen, he was going to make you do things you would never do. I didn't get that till last week, and yes I have seen it, that night last week when you were away overnight, I played it over and over again, when you called I was watching it, you couldn't tell? No, I do remember you were breathing hard, I assumed you had run for the phone. So what happened then? I waited for him to leave work and caught him at his car, and asked why he wouldn't speak to me; he said if he couldn't have me all the time, he wouldn't have me at all. I told him I love you and would never leave you but I want to spend more time with him, he suggested I come over later and we could talk. I decided to dress up for him, I needed that huge cock one more time, I went out and bought a mini skirt, a see through blouse and some extra high heel shoes. I put on the bra, garter and nylons he had given me, I had them hidden in my closet so that you wouldn't find them. When I got there I kissed and stroked him like I did that first day, he pushed me away and said it couldn't be like that anymore. I found myself pleading with him to hold me and touch me, "BUT WHY"; I told you I had become his cock whore I needed more. That's where the video came in, he said I was beautiful when I made love and he would fuck me if I let him video me making love. Of course I said NO I wouldn't do it. If it ever got out I'd be ruined, worst I'd lose you. He promised me it would be just for him and no one else, if he couldn't have me all the time at least he could have me on film. I continued to resist, I wouldn't be made in to a porn queen even if it were just for his private viewing. He continued to press me then suggested we try a little video, just him and I in foreplay, if I didn't like it he would give the tape to me right there. I agreed because I thought it would be my chance to get it one more time, although I didn't know what he meant when he said "just him and I." We went into the bedroom where he set his video camera up on a tripod; he came to me sitting on the bed and began kissing and undressing me, I quickly pulled at his zipper; I had to get it out and see it, touch it, love it! While he suck my tits I did my rotating trick on his cock head, the pre cum was flowing, I knew I'd get what I needed and that would be it, never again, I wouldn't take this risk again, you meant to much to me. He slid his hand up my inner thigh and began fingering my pussy, I tried to move forward so that he'd do the same for my ass, but he wouldn't touch it. He laid me back on the bed and started to push his head into me, it went in only head deep, he kept pushing the head in and pulling it out, just enough for the rim to tantalize my lips, I was humping up to get more. That's when he stopped, he got off me, again without a word and went to the camera, he popped the tape out and put it in the VCR, we watched it together while I stroked his shaft. This is no good, you just can't get a good camera angle on a tripod, and I can't see anything that I would consider a good memory of our time together. Lets just forget it, we had a good thing and now it's over. I was crushed, here I was panting, hoping for another chance at his huge cock and he was saying no. He tossed me the tape and said you better go now; I can't take this any longer. I sat there, skirt up around my waist, blouse and bra hanging off, pinching a nipple, fingering myself, begging him to fuck me, I was so hot I would have screwed a monkey if he'd ask. That's when he said if I could let him video me with someone else, he could get all the right camera angles, no one handled a video better than him. WHAT, you want me to fuck someone else, a stranger, while you video me, I CAN'T, I WON'T! It's the only way it's going to work, I know what I like and I am the only one who can shoot it, I don't want to be making love to you and yelling at some idiot how and where to get the shot it won't work. He then said he knew this wouldn't work, please go. I tried to rise but I couldn't, my mind knew I should run from there as fast as I could but my body refused to go. I was hooked and he knew it, I could see a smirk forming on his lips as I whispered, when do you want to do it. You'll never regret this, after we've made our movie we can starting getting together on a regular basis, or whatever you want, once I have you all to myself on tape everything will be ok. We planned to call in sick the next week, I was to meet him at that sleazy hotel out by the highway, and he gave me instructions on what to wear and how to dress. I reached for his cock, it was still hanging out but he pulled away and said lets save it, once I've edited the video we'll watch it together, we'll make a day of it, it will be a day you'll never forget, I promise. That next week I wanted to scream to you about what I was about to do, I wanted you to stop me, but my body still had control of me, and how would I explain how I got into this predicament. After you left for work, I readied myself. He told me to wear the bra and garter he gave me but not the mini skirt, I looked to cheap in it, he was always attracted to me the way I dressed at work. Could I wear that black skirt with the small slit and the gray sweater, it made me look like the shy, conservative mature woman that he loved. I thought that was at odds with the underwear he want me to wear, he said no, it was me, on the outside a traditional, faithful, suburban wife but on the inside a whore who loved sucking and fucking big, strange cocks. He was right! I sat in the hotel parking lot for 15 minutes arguing with myself before I went in, he introduced me to my leading man, there were no names exchanged to protect my identity. You know the rest from there, you've seen the movie, you must hate me, and how could I betray so many years of marriage. I'm sorry and if you decide not to divorce me I'll do what ever it takes to prove my love for you. What ever! What can I do, what do you want, what are you feeling? How I do I answer that, I was feeling so many emotions, beyond those you would expect were lust and envy, I blurted out that I was jealous of her lover, jealous that he saw her the way I've always wanted to see her, jealous that he did the things I've always wanted to do with her. She looked at me in an unusual way, with a knowing bewilderment, she reached over to my thigh and brushed my steel hard on, she said in a voice I've only heard once before, deep, sexy and breathy dripping with sex. I didn't tell you about what I did in the hotel room, did you watch the whole movie, I said no, Rewind the tape, while I change, and I'll get us some wine, and I can tell you what I was thinking and feeling during the taping. How does that sound? I had to just nod, I couldn't speak my mouth was to dry, she left to go upstairs, I rewound the tape, I struggled not to touch myself. When she returned, I gasped, she was in the see through blouse with the push up bra underneath, a mini skirt slit up the side and I could see the tops of her nylons, I hoped they were attached to a garter belt. She had on a pair of extremely high heels and had taken the time to fix her hair and put on bright red lipstick and finger nail polish. The high heels made her ass cheeks move in such a seductive manner; I thought I would cum in my pants. She bent down to set the wine tray on the table giving me a great view of her ass and stocking tops, yep there were the snaps to the garter belt. She wasn't bent over completely but my guess was there were no panties. She turned to face me and again bent over to give me my wine giving me a look down her cleavage, I was looking into a abyss of tit flesh, I was mesmerized and loving it. She sat on my lap and took the remote from my hand and started to sensually stroke it like a cock, she asked if I was ready for her first feature length film and squirmed on my lap. She pressed play with a bright red painted nail, and then stroked all the nails on that hand along my thigh, I shivered. As the movie played she talked about what was happening on screen, her thoughts, moods and feelings. She told me that she was swinging her legs before the movie because her pussy was itching for attention and thought if I didn't use my thighs to rub my pussy I would die. When the movie started and he was fingering her ass crack he made her cum. It was the first of many orgasms during the film, she enjoyed the nipple chew but there is something about her ass that she has discovered is very sensitive. She likes it when she is fingered in both holes at the same time. She then said if I didn't mind could I finger her asshole for a while, she was getting that itch, she talked very breathy, and it was exciting me just to hear her. She stood, presented her ass to me and spread her legs I slid my hand between them and poked at her ass, she said it felt dry and would need a little lubricant. She knelt between my legs and pulled my dick out and started stroking me I was already pre cumming. She pulled her skirt up in the back, and then squatted over my dick so she could slide it between her cheeks to get the pre cum on her ass. Once sufficiently lubed she knelt and guided my hand to her ass, she put her finger on top of mine and slowly pushed it into her ass, she directed my movements to a slow in and out rotating motion. She then leaned over my lap facing the movie so that I could continue arousing her while we watched. Her breathing deepened and she let out the occasional "ooh" and "aah" as she ground her ass to my hand. She was getting excited watching herself on screen; she spoke of the feel of the large cock going into her throat and the flavor of his pre cum, how she would hold it in her mouth to enjoy it a little longer and said, "UMMMM." Or how licking and sucking his balls gave her such a pleasure and the ass rimming, he was a little pungent but she loved doing that to men, any man. "Do you think you would like a little ass rimming? I like it best in the sixty nine position where we could rim each other at the same time, would you like that"? I said with a parched voice, with a woman as sexy as you I would do anything, anytime, anywhere you wanted. She crawled to the table on her knees, wiggled her ass and said you want to try; it's not virgin but only slightly used? I went to her and started with long laps of my tongue through her ass crack with a small poke to her hole as my tongue passed it, she flinched, and said OOOOOOH! She was right about the smells and taste it was fascinating. I lapped several times before I permanently stopped at her hole fucking her with my tongue, she moaned and began to hump my face. I reached for her tits and manhandled them, urgently kneading them. She opened her blouse and pulled the bra down so I could get at her nipples, I tweaked them and pulled them, she moaned and humped my face a little harder. She was making these guttural, uuh, and aah, noises. I have no idea what was happening on the screen, I was in the middle of my own porn movie with the woman I loved. She wanted to get more comfortable so I got up and opened the couch into a bed, when I laid on the bed she rolled me over and went right for my dick, she started licking it like it was a big lollypop, lapping up the pre cum. She then went to work on the head, she was sucking the head and did this mouth rotations thing around the rim, I've always thought she was the best BJ in town, but this was better than she had ever done. In about 2 minutes I came, when she felt it cumming she pull it back a bit and jerked me off into her mouth while looking me right in the eyes, she wanted me to see the cum shoot into her mouth, it was wild, then she emptied me with her deep throating action. When I was spent she rotated herself so that her pussy was in my face and started a rocking motion sliding on my mouth, allowing my tongue to travel from her ass to her pussy and back again, she was delicious. She bent over and treated me to a licking of my dick and balls. After a through lapping of her pussy I settled back into her asshole, she reciprocated, we stayed there rimming each other. I was solid again so she got up and straddled me letting my dick head glide between her pussy lips, humping just the head in and out of her pussy with an occasional drop to impale herself. If it came out she would trap my dick between my stomach and her pussy and slide her pussy lips along the shaft, I have no idea why I didn't cum right there I was in ecstasy. But then she rolled on her back pulling me with her, she continued to hump up to me and when she put her finger in my ass, I couldn't have held back if I wanted, we came together and fell in a heap. We talked afterwards for hours, well when we weren't fucking or sucking and again the next morning, I thought my dick would fall off. We talked of subjects and ideas we'd never spoken of, I felt like I had the wife I loved in a totally new package. I'm sure divorce is not in the offing but there is some unfinished business with our little independent filmmaker, we're working on that. The Tale of the Tape The office mail clerk placed a bulky package on Jack's desk. There was no return address. His stomach started to churn. There was no doubt about what was in the package - it was a video cassette. What was probably on the video was why his stomach was churning. Oh fuck. What have I done? A slowly dying marriage had led to the realization that divorce was probably inevitable. Jack had decided that he needed a trump card for the upcoming settlement. He was making a ton of money and was willing to pay his fair share but there was the fact that he had been less than faithful during his marriage and if his wife Cynthia had proof - well. So he placed a personal ad requesting the services of someone to seduce his wife and confirm the conquest by video. It had taken awhile to find the right guy. But his selection George seemed up to the task. Once the arrangements had been made there had been no further contact - he'd almost forgotten about it. Jack found an empty conference room with a VCR. He locked the door and watched as an image of a hotel room flickered onto the TV screen. Jack noted the date and time on the screen, it was over a week ago on a Wednesday evening. Cynthia had called him at work saying she had an emergency meeting and wouldn't be home until later that night. The image of “George the hired seducer” moved into the frame. "Hi Jack, it's Wednesday evening. Cynthia is not going to the meeting she told you she was, I'm meeting her downstairs for drinks. Enjoy the show, I know I will." The screen scrambled for a moment then snapped back into focus. Cynthia was wearing a tight black cocktail dress and she looked good. The time notation was 7:55 PM. Jack watched as George kissed Cynthia and rubbed his hands up and down her back, lingering on her ass. He reached up and pulled her zipper down. It was hard to hear what was being said so Jack turned up the sound. The sounds of kissing and moaning filled the room. George took the shoulders of her dress and pulled it forward and down. It slid easily to her hips and stopped. "Take it off." Cynthia didn't even hesitate. The dress pooled at her feet and she stepped out of it. She was wearing a matching bra and panty set of lacey black material that Jack had never seen before. George quickly removed all of his clothes and stood before Jack's wife completely naked. Jack noted that George's cock half-erect was thicker that his and would probably be a little longer when completely erect. Shit. Jack unzipped his pants and slowly stroked his growing erection. Emotionally Jack was feeling confused – to say the least. He was watching a tape of something that he had arranged and that had already transpired. There was no way to stop it yet a part of him wanted to. George wouldn't have sent the tape it he hadn't ended up fucking Cynthia. Part of him was angry at Cynthia for cheating on him. Another part was aroused (obviously) at the scene unfolding before him. Most curious of all was a strange feeling regarding George – it was if Jack wanted George to fuck Cynthia really well. George was kneeling before her now. Jack watched him pinch and sucked her nipples through the sheer material of her bra. The image was too small to see but he could imagine that her nipples were as hard as they could be. George was kissing and rubbing her panties now. Her hips were moving in response to his efforts. He pulled his head back and Jack watched as another mans hand move back and forth beneath her crotch. Her hands were on his head for support. He grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down to her feet. He stood and turned her around. He was behind her and she was directly facing the camera. My God. Jack stared at the image of his wife in utter amazement. She’d shaved her pussy bare. George's hands were on her tits as he massaged and manipulated her nipples. "Play with yourself Cynthia." "I've never done that in front of anyone." "Then it's time you found out how much pleasure there is to be found in doing just that." George gently guided her hands to her bald cunt. He rubbed her hands over her labia and she quickly took over. Jack's wife was masturbating in front of another man. George was crouching slightly behind her and then the head of his prick appear between her thighs. He was rubbing the length of her cunt. She started to buck her hips as he rubbed. She was panting - was she was getting close to cumming so quickly? George pulled back away from her and her expression flashed distressed and surprise. He pushed her slowly to her knees and when she was ready George fed his cock into her hungry mouth. Early in their marriage Cynthia had been an enthusiastic giver of head. As the years rolled by that enthusiasm diminished to point that actual requests for head were routinely turn down. Needless to say it had been quite awhile since she had blown Jack so he was surprised to see how easily George had her sucking on his cock. George was trying to encourage her to take more of his cock and encountering her gag reflex. He told to try and swallow on contact. Jack nearly blew his load when on about the fifth attempt she swallowed at the right moment and George pushed completely into her throat. Her nose was mashed into his pubic hair and her mouth was a tight ring around the very base of his cock. Fucking unreal. Not once in their entire marriage had Cynthia ever deep throated Jack. "Hold your head still, and keep your throat relaxed." George pulled slowly back until about three inched of his cock was visible then he slowly pushed forward. Back and forth he went. Cynthia was rubbing and fondling his balls with her right hand and rubbing his ass with her left. George was fucking Cynthia in the mouth and she was enjoying it! His breathing was increasing. “Put your left hand on my cock.” As Cynthia did he pulled his cock all the way out until the tip was at her lips. "Finish me with your hand. Faster. Faster." As Cynthia stroked him to orgasm Jack watched stunned as her rings flashed and flickered. She was wearing her wedding ring and her engagement ring as she jacked off another man. This same man was about to cum in her open mouth. George and Jack roared as one. Jack's cock pulsed again and again as thick ropes of sperm squirted out across empty space and landed on the conference room table. George's cock pulsed too sending spurts of cum into Jack's wife's open mouth. She held her mouth open and cum ran out and over her bottom lip. Her chin was cover in his cock cream. She raised her head slightly to look at him and then slowly closed her mouth with a slight smile and swallowed. Jack nearly fainted. Oh fuck, what have I done? When Jack had recovered he looked back at the TV to see Cynthia lying on the bed with George's face nestled in her bald cunt. He was doing a lot of side to side motion. In fact he seemed to be ignoring her clit. Cynthia loved having her clit licked. "Just a little bit higher George. Mmmmm. Please George higher." She was getting hot but this wasn't getting her off. Jack found a little bubble of male pride well up inside as he consider himself better at oral sex than George. "C'mon, lick it, please." She was frustrated for sure. George rose and knelt between her thighs. He pushed her legs obscenely wide in a wide "V". "Sit up and guide me in. No use your other hand. I want you to watch as my cock enters your cunt." She took his hard cock in her left hand and placed it at the entrance to her. "Say it. Tell me what you want. Louder." "I want you to fuck me. I want you to push your cock inside me and fuck me. I want you to come inside me." George pushed forward and Jack watched George's enter Cynthia's ready cunt. They all groaned together. Theirs were for pleasure while Jack's was the realization that not only was George now fucking Cynthia but that he wasn't wearing a condom. Jack had assumed that both would be thinking about safe sex. For some strange reason Jack thought that a condom-encased cock didn't seem as adulterous as a bare one. Jack watched as they slowly and deliberately fucked one another. The video continued with the couple fucking in various positions – doggie style, scissors, plow, reverse cowboy etc. Jack found his own arousal returning. Cynthia was now straddling George and Jack could tell she was getting close to climax. George stuck a hand between her thighs to increase her clitoral contact. She was really bucking around now. Her cries of pleasure increased in frequency and volume. She spasmed and jerked a couple of time then froze in rigid ecstasy. A loud scream filled the room, Jack quickly muted the speaker. George flipped her onto her back and pulled her hips to the edge of the bed. Two pillows were stuffed beneath her hips and he pushed deeply inside. He immediately started to pump his hips as fast as he could. Cynthia began to writhe in apparent protest due to the over-stimulation she was experiencing. But George ignored her and relentlessly pummeled he open cunt. Then her hips began to match his in speed and motion. Cynthia' movements became jerky and uncoordinated Jack could tell by the noise she was making she was close to a tremendous orgasm. When she came her entire body spasmed and rippled with wave after wave of pleasure. Only it didn't peak, she just kept cumming and cumming as George kept fucking her. Then he was cumming also. Then Jack was cumming. Jack realized that he hadn't turned the sound back on so he hit mute again and heard the soft panting of the satisfied lovers. "I have to go." Jack watched as Cynthia collected her clothes. "Shit." "What is it?" "How much stuff did you pump into me? I’m like a leaky milk bucket. I can't go home like this." "What's the problem, it's not like he'll notice. You said he hasn't touched you in months." "What goes on in my marriage is my business. Don't think that this was anything more than what it was. This was just a fuck, nothing more. I still love my husband." "Oh you cum like that with him do you?" Cynthia turned to look directly at George. "No. I have never cum like that with anyone. And maybe I never will again. This could make things too complicated. Like I said I do love my husband we're just having some problems right now." Jack watched as Cynthia exited the screen. George stood and approached the hidden camera. The screen flicker for a moment. George was backing away although now he was fully dressed. Jack noted the time was now 11:05 PM. "She just left. I hope this is what you wanted. We fucked a second time in the shower but I didn't get that on camera. Anyway, I'll call you about with the details to make the final payment. Thanks for picking me Jack, your wife is a great fuck." The screen flickered again. It was a different hotel room but the same George was sitting on the bed. "Hi Jack. I'm about to send this tape to you by bike messenger. It's today." Jack noted that the time date notation showed today's date about lunch time. George continued, "Got a special going today, two for the price of one. I wish I had more tape but I don't. Guess what? Your wife is on her way over here! By the time you view this. I'll have her fucked again. But no worries mate I won't charge you for the extra service." "FUCK!" About one week later Jack met George at a local bar. He slid the envelope across the table. "It's all there. Count it if you want." George quickly thumbed the edge of the bills, "I trust you Jack. It's been a pleasure doing business with you." "You're still fucking her aren't you?" "Do you care?" George studied Jack closely. He did care. "OK. Yes I am – the days when she was supposed to be at the gym, she was with me. Have you noticed the shape she’s in – don’t you think she looks good? Hey don't feel bad Jack.” "What do you mean?" "What I mean is this. Cynthia is fucking me so that she can keep you. She wants to win you back! Ha - ha - ha. That's been the beauty of this whole affair. She knew you were fooling around and was getting ready to cut you loose. I came along and she just thought what the fuck. Only she rediscovered how fun fucking can be.” "I don't get it. You're telling me that my wife is cheating on me because she thinks -Oh, that's a load of crap!" "Jack - you go right on and think whatever you want. You want a divorce? Well you got the goods on her. You want to stay with her? Fuck give it shot if you want. Don't worry about me, yesterday was it. A couple weeks is about the maximum time of involvement for me. But if you aren't going to be fucking her – I can guarantee you somebody else will.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You're quiet tonight." "Been thinking a lot about us. About our marriage, what it's become." "Oh." Cynthia looked away. "And?" "Are you happy with me - being married to me?" "Jack I love you." "I know you love me. I mean, do I make you happy." "I've been happier." "Yeah. I know what you mean." A long period of silence followed. "Do you want to stay with me? Do you want to stay together and try to work this out?" "Yes. Yes I do. I know we been having problems. We used to make each other happy. I don't know how or when we stopped trying to make each other happy. I don’t want you looking to someone else for your happiness. I want you looking at me – needing me. Lately it didn’t seem like you needed me for much of anything. But I know you have needs, because I know that I have needs too. And I want them filled by you, I know that now.” Cynthia paused she wanted to tell Jack about George, she needed to say so much. “Jack I’m willing to do just about anything to save our marriage.” "I know you are – I’m beginning to feel the same way. I guess we got distracted and let other things become more important.” Jack embraced his wife and kissed her deeply. He began to slowly undress her. “Jack it’s been a long day lets shower first. I really need…” Jack silenced her with a kiss. “Jack, what’s gotten into you?” Jack unhooked her bra and lavished her breast with kisses. “Oh Jack!” Jack quickly stripped out of his own clothes and stood before her with his erection bobbing. Cynthia reached out and stoked his cock. “Oh God how I’ve missed this.” Jack knelt before her and slowly pulled her panties down. As her shaven cunt was revealed he felt her tense. “I love it. When did you start shaving bare?” Jack kissed her where the cleft of her cunt lips gave way to her smooth mons. “Oh God.” Jack stood and looked at his wife with a love and lust. “You haven’t looked at me like that in a long time.” “I know – and I’m sorry. You deserve to be looked at like that every day. And I plan to look at you like that. Every day.” Jack took Cynthia by the hand and walked her to the couch. “Are you going to fuck me on the couch? We haven’t done anything like that in ages.” Cynthia laid back on the couch and spread her legs and Jack settled between her thighs. He began to kiss and lick the smoothness of her cunt. He pushed a finger inside her and soon added another. “God you’re so fucking wet down here. I can’t believe how wet you are.” Cynthia moaned in response as a rapidly building orgasm overwhelmed her. As she peaked in ecstasy Jack moved forward and thrust deeply inside her. He began to fuck her as hard and as fast as he could. Cynthia wrapped her legs and arms around him and simply held on. His furious pumping was causing her orgasm to roll on and on. Finally in a roar of reclamation Jack came deeply inside her. They rested on the couch, kissing, laughing, enjoying. “Oh God Jack – that was…wow!” Cynthia looked at her husband with new eyes. She couldn’t imagine her life without him – not now. She knew she had to tell him. “Jack we need to talk. I’ve been…” “Let me go first. I haven’t been a very good husband to you. You’ve had every right to expect more.” Jack reached over to the coffee table and pressed a button on the remote. “Before you say anything I'd like you to watch a video that I purchased recently. I think this could be the beginning of a change for the better in our marriage – a new openness." She felt Jack’s head rest on her shoulder as his hand slide between her thighs. “Jack did you bring a porno home? I really don’t think that’s necessary after…after…” Cynthia was speechless as the image of a hotel room flickered onto the screen and the face of a man filled it. The Tale of the Tape It's being shot from a stationary camera. As the tape begins, he's standing next to and slightly behind her. She's wearing a green dress, her head faced straight ahead, presumably looking over the bed and out the window on the far wall. The red and pink quilted comforter covers the bed. Two pillows, pink and blue are on the floor right at the bottom of the bed. His right hand shoves her forward, she takes two staggering steps and she flops onto the bed, face first, her knees on the pillows. Her butt hanging over the edge of the bed. He stoops over her, removes his belt, and pulls her hands back behind her and ties them together quickly with the belt. He then quickly extends his left foot, gently forcing her legs further apart, into a wider, upside-down V. He removes a thin white cloth from the top of the bed, and he kneels down between her legs, tying first the right leg to the right leg of the bed, and then the left to the left. She remains passive, almost motionless. There is a loud hiss on the tape, with the volume almost all the way up. He's wearing baggy gray sweatpants and white t-shirt. He stares down at her for a quick moment , then he places his feet right outside of her calves, and he bends down, pulling up her dress with both hands and pushing it forward. She's not wearing any panties. And his hands quickly return to her bare ass, rubbing, patting and then smacking it, the slaps and smacks rising over the hiss of the tape. His right hand slips from her right buttock, into the crack of her ass, rubbing up and down, down, to her pussy, back up and back down. At first, it looks as though he's moving her with his hand in a circle, as her ass makes slow circular motions, grinding against the bed. But he moves his hand away, and the slow circles continue, along with a faint, muffled moans of pleasure. He kneels between her legs and his finger plunges into her pussy, suddenly fingering her intensely with his middle finger. Her muffled cries are then more intense, her ass actively wiggling with apparent delight, his left hand spreading her cheeks, and it appears that he's staring directly at her pert and perfect asshole. After a quick moment, he removes his hands, and stands, staring down at his conquest. He drops his pants and underwear, quickly steps out of them, and kneels back down behind her. It is clear she wants more, she arches her butt in anticipation, and wiggles slightly off of the bed, to move herself back into him. He kneels back down and resumes to work her cunt His hand is kneading her pussy, petting it, and slightly slapping and the muffled cries are muffled no longer. "Ohh...oh" she moans. Her ass revolves in widening circles, and every so often, she perceptibly lifts herself off of the bed to increase his angle of entry. It is clear that she is participating, willing, longingly and increasingly excitedly. "Uhh uhh uhhh Oh!" she exclaims, as he again increases the tempo, and now her ass is bouncing off of the bed, then back into the bliss of his hands, and her ass sways back and forth, left and right, more and more in his power. He decides to move to the next step. He stands, and walks off camera. He returns quickly, rubbing the lube in his hands, warming them. He keels again in the altar of her ass, and pries her ass cheeks apart. A dollop of lube is applied to her ass and she emits a high pitched squeal. His head descends into her behind, but then he quickly stands and he squats over her, rubbing his cock into the crack of her ass, coating his cock with the wetness of her cunt. He begins thrusting into her, with the slightest of shallow, superficial thrusts, teasing her with the possibility, but withholding from her the sole focus of her desire. She whimpers, pleading without words, for him to start fucking her. But the time is still not ripe, and he withdraws again, walking off camera again, and then returning with the lube. Is he going to take her in the ass first? Is he going to forgo her pussy altogether? Her form strains against the ropes, trying to coax his cock back to its new and proper home in her pussy. But he has a different plan, as he applies copious amounts of lube to his hand. His fingers return to her pussy, and they go to work. First one and then two fingers plunge into her. She likes it, really likes it, and he moves to three, curled together and sliding back and forth into her as she calls out: "yes, yes, yeaaaaa..." His hands are working now, he's twisting his hand, corkscrewing into her wetness, and it's driving her wild. But he makes her wait, again, as he gets up for the lube one more time, and then returns, his right hand glistening as it finds her pussy once more. This time, it's four fingers. all together, right into her. She can't get enough. Round and round her pretty ass goes, trying to draw him further into her. His hand is jabbing into her cunt, and his thumb reaches up toward her asshole, and she's crying out in earnest, sharp cries of approaching rapture. She strains against the ropes, lift herself up and into the bed as he pushes and pushes and then, and then, and then...he's got his whole fist inside her. "Uhh..uhhh...Ohhh" she moans, and cries and with each push, up and in she goes, calling out to heaven louder and louder. There are no words, only cries of more and more pleasure, waves and waves of it as his hand is consumed in her glorious cunt. She lurches forward and up so hard that her right leg breaks its bond. He's ready to take her to the next level. Out pops his hand and he moves closer, kneeling right behind her after he reties the rope. It's not clear whether he's adjusting his cock, her cunt or her ass, but her legs are quivering. He places his knees inside hers, raises himself into her. And she screams. "Yahhhhhyess..." His cock does its damage, as he fucks her steadily, then faster, then faster. Her moans and cries run together, unintelligible, a never-ending stream. He pushes her legs apart, and fucks her faster and faster. Her legs are quivering, back and forth, her toes literally curling, and then, as her release is near, she cries out, "OH, OH, OH GOD" Then he stops. She's whimpering, pleading, straining against the ropes, but to no avail, as sits back on his feet, reaches over and begins untying her. Her head is moving back and forth, hushed cries and simpering, as he frees her legs and her hands. The ropes removed, he shoves her up onto the bed, and in a fluid motion turns her onto her back, and lifts and spreads her legs up out and then back, pinned into her chest. Her exposed cunt is quickly filled with his cock as he enters her and then he raises one foot and and then the other as he squats above her, fucking down into her mercilessly. The bed is creaking up and down, her legs are extended, soles of her feet visible as he ponds into her, the crack of her ass a blur underneath his balls. The hiss of the tape is loud and the creaking of the bed even louder. But louder still are the sounds of her rapidly approaching orgasm, as she gasps and calls out, grunts and groans mixed with extended moans and squeals of delight. Again, she's building toward a stupendous climax, when he slows the pace, and instead thrusts deeply, burying his cock in her pulverized cunt. With each thrust, she calls out "OOOHHHHH," her mind lost to all but the pleasure now, a helpless fuck toy begging to come. He cannot resist one last change and so, after a few final deep thrusts, he withdraws, rolls her onto her side, lifts her left leg straight into the air, while her right leg hangs out and over the edge of the bed, and it appears she has not even the strength to lift it. He reaches between her legs, strokes her sopping pussy several times, reinserts himself and quickly gives her the in and out and back in. Then he rolls her to the left, onto her belly, his cock still buried in her. He squats over her again, lifts her up and places his feet under her hips, raising her into the thrusts of his cock. Her arms are extended to either side, her legs sticking in the air, but her body mainly moving only because of his motions inside it. Her sounds are reduced to their primal elements, calling out in a continuous moan of "OH AH OH AH OH AH" as she finally reaches her peak and she comes, louder and harder than she must ever dreamed possible. He's still fucking her as she passes the peak and then she's whimpering, signing and panting through the aftershocks as he removes himself from her and backs off of the bed, standing and looking at her splayed on the bed, in near unconscious post orgasmic bliss. He walks off camera. The remaining, lingering image of is of her legs and ass, nearly motionless... She's his now, his forever more. Cut to static. Finis.