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Always Watching...

By: 8Seconds



It was around 1am when Jenny got home from a night on the town with her friends. Lately, she had been going out with them several times a week--more and more frequently by the week it seemed. We had been dating for over seven years and she had moved into my apartment about four years before. The only thing we lacked was the marriage certificate. 

She had just graduated from college with a degree in business and was working at a local firm doing marketing work. She had grown up in this small town and if she didn't know someone in it, her family did. That was how she got her job, family connections. As with all southern towns, this one was just as sleepy with a very well-nourished "grape-vine." Everyone went to church. Some for the right reasons, most to help their image which translated to people doing business with them.

I was a car salesman over in the next county. I too went to college but couldn't settle on anything I really enjoyed. So I decided to sell cars. During my college career, I was involved in a fraternity. I had made a lot of connections during my time in the fraternity and made sure to keep them close. 

I was sitting in my favorite recliner, watching television, quickly falling asleep. 

"Hey baby," she said walking over to me, leaning forward to kiss me gently on the forehead, "I believe it is time for you to go to bed." 

Though she and I had been dating for as long as we had, there was something about her that still drove me crazy. The only light in the room was from the television, but that was all I needed to be able to see how beautiful she was. 

Jenny has straight, shoulder length dirty-blonde hair and blue eyes. She is 25 years old, stands at around 5'6, and weighs around 165. She is terribly self-conscious of her weight. Her arms, legs, and ass are a little chunkier than she would have liked, but I liked them just fine. Her breasts were 34B, another point of contention for her. She made a big deal out of the fact that she had too much "meat," as she would say, in the legs and ass, but her breasts were small--definitely backwards of the way she would have liked it. She definitely had a "ghetto ass." When she wore blue jeans, her thighs and ass looked great. 

But again no matter what she thought of her body, I thought very differently. After she awoke me from my little snooze with a kiss to my forehead, she moved back to the bedroom to change. I rounded the corner just in time to see her take off her white, button down blouse and toss it on the bed, leaving her in a white, full-cupped bra, and black dress pants. The black pants hugged her ass and legs, making my hard-on grow even harder. 

One of the things I really enjoy is to video tape Jenny and I having sex, and then a few days later watch it. I definitely get my rocks off watching her perform on camera without her having any clue that she was on video--I'm just fucked up that way I guess. Our bedroom, the living room, and the bathroom all have video cameras hidden in various places--complete with sound, and planning to put cameras in the other rooms! All I had to do was go over to the computer in my bedroom, set the timer for when I wanted them to begin recording, or I could simply start the recording immediately if I chose, and I also had a feature that allowed them to be activated by motion. If I knew one of Jenny's friends was going to be over at the apartment that day, I would make damn sure the motion sensor was activated. I had bought and installed the video equipped two years before. Of course when I say "video tape," I don't actually mean video tape--everything is recorded onto the computer and then I can determine what to burn to a DVD for further use! I had a program on the computer that allows me to "cut and splice" the videos anyway I like. I was proud of my handiwork and it had come in great use on several occasions.

One such occasion was when Jenny's good friend Cassie came for a visit. She spent two nights with us. There is only one bathroom in the apartment. 

Cassie is 24 years old, around 5'6, 125 pounds, black shoulder length hair that she liked to wear up a lot, and I would guess her tits to be in the 32C range. 

She keeps her pussy very well-groomed, though not totally shaven. She also likes to frig herself in the shower—which I found to be very interesting. 

But I digress. The computer in our bedroom is just to the left of the bedroom door. Our bed was immediately across the room from the door, and the bathroom door was just to the right of that. After Jenny had taken off her blouse, she immediately entered the bathroom and closed the door. I quickly clicked the computer mouse waking the machine from its slumber and hurriedly opened the program that controlled the cameras. I turned them on for both the bathroom and bedroom. 

The cameras came on and immediately I was watching my girlfriend sitting on the pot taking a piss, with her black pants, and black thong panties pushed to her knees. The camera I was using (there were others in the bathroom) was positioned just below the small window which was directly across from the commode--this resulted in the angle of the camera shot to be around a 45 degrees. The window was smaller than an average window and higher up than usual. I had put an old football picture below the window around the time I put in the cameras--a great cover. If the person on the commode was sitting upright (as opposed to slumped over for some fucked up reason), and if the top she was wearing showed any cleavage at all, I could usually get a pretty good view! 

For the most part, Jenny is a modest person. She isn't a big partier and I have never, ever gotten her to agree to a threesome or any other act that would involve other people. In fact she usually gets pissed when I bring it up, so I don't usually. But she does understand that I have fantasies, so there are some that she does participate in. One such fantasy is that I have full control over her. If I tell her to do something that isn't way over the line, then she does it. For instance if I were to tell her to jump off our third story apartment deck, of course she wouldn't do that. But if she's cooking or watching television or anything else that isn't life-threatening, and I tell her to strip and suck my dick, she does. I used to really like fucking her in the ass. Don't get me wrong, I still like it, but since she's started to like it more, it has lost its luster a little! So that was one of my little fantasies--but not so much anymore. Another fantasy that she goes along with is telling me stories while we fuck. She doesn't do this all the time, but I do enjoy hearing her telling a story that she HATES to think about--like fucking her best friend and liking it. She has had to tell me a whole lot of stories that she thinks up without any help from me--and I do a good job of making it known when she's thought of a good one! 

I watched Jenny pull up her panties and pants after flushing. She washed her hands and then opened the bathroom door. She took one step into the bedroom before she noticed me standing at the foot of the bed. 

"Did you have fun tonight?" I asked. 

"Yes, we stayed out a little later than I thought we were going to though," she said tiredly. 

"Yeah, I noticed," I said stripping my blue jeans off, "drop your pants and panties to your ankles and lean over the bed." 

She didn't say a word. The button on her pants was on her left side as was the zipper--she quickly took care of both of them before "shimming" the black pants down her thighs before they fell to the floor--she was dressed in nothing but a bra and black thongs. 

She quickly slid the thongs down, dropping them on top of her black pants which were now bunched up around her ankles. Her pussy was completely shaven. Her lips were small and didn't puff up very much even when aroused. But they did open up when aroused, much like a flower. In a standing position (legs together), you can just barely see the top of her slit before it disappears between her legs. Even when she's standing in a normal position, just a little of her slit is visible. 

"Remain standing for a minute," I said as I looked at her naked ass and legs from behind. I knew she was self-conscious of both of those areas more than any others on her body. Her ass wasn't large but it was definitely overweight. She didn't have the hourglass shape women try to accomplish--she had more of a pear shape to her. She had simply studied too much in college and didn't work out enough. Her thighs were much the same. According to her, if your thighs touch they are too large. They definitely touched, but it wasn't like she had fat rolls or anything like that--a couple of months of working out would have her back down to a normal body weight. 

On top of the whole "touching" problem, she had a slight problem with cellulite. When standing straight up, she had areas on both thighs and ass cheeks that were slightly "dimpled" if you want to call it that. If you were to ask me, it really isn't that bad, but according to her it was horrible. Then there is the issue with her calf muscles. They too are wider than "Hollywoodperfect." But again I liked them. However, it doesn't matter how much I liked something on her body, if SHE doesn't think it's up to par, then there was nothing I was going to be able to do or say to change that. So when I stand her upright and simply stare at her naked backside, she hates it! 

"Joe, you know I don't like you looking at me like that," she protested after only a couple of seconds. 

"Okay, then I'll stop. But you will ask me to whip you for being out all night without calling home to let me know you were okay or you can ask me to please stare at your beautiful butt and legs. And you will ask me to let you move over to the full length mirror so you can look for yourself," I replied smugly. I knew full-well that she didn't want to do either one.

"Joe, that's not fair!" She again protested, "I was out with four friends. We didn't have any problems." 

"And I am really happy that you didn't! But the point remains that you weren't considerate enough to just call and let me know you were okay and that you would be home late!" I replied immediately, "So what's it going to be?" 

"You are not going to whip me Joe! I'm not a little girl and you're not my daddy!" she replied now pissed off. 

"Is that right?" I responded now getting a little angry, "Then not only are you going to go ahead and finished taking off your pants and panties, you are also going to take off your bra, move over in front of that mirror, bend over and ask me to whip you for back talking me! Then you are going to apologize!" 

"Alright, Joe, I'm sorry. I apologize for not calling and I'm sorry for not asking to look at myself in the mirror," she said backing down. 

"It's too late Jenny. If I let you get away with this shit this time, you'll be more likely to do it again." 

She dropped her head as she stepped out of her pants and panties, knowing that she wasn't going to win the argument. She reached behind her to unhook the bra allowing it to slide down her arms and to the floor, baring her to me completely for the first time tonight. As I said earlier, she had size 34B tits. When she isn't aroused, it's almost as if she doesn't have nipples, just two cone-shaped, seemingly tanned areoles. She doesn't have much of a tan, though she isn't snow white. When aroused it's like she has no areoles at all—just two eraser like nipples.

She walked slowly over to the mirror. It was a see through mirror. Though it was against a wall, on the other side of it I had a camera that would be recording everything! 

She stood facing the mirror for a second, giving herself a once-over. She had a 'pouty,' "I know I'm in trouble" look on her face, much like a little girl would have before getting a spanking. She turned around with her back to the mirror. Knowing what I wanted, she turned her body slightly to allow her to look at her naked back, ass, and legs. 

"Grab your ankles," I ordered picking up my 1 1/2 inch leather belt. I watched in the mirror as the muscles in her ass and legs tightened as she bent forward to do as she was told--the cellulite totally disappearing. 

"I want you to pull your ass cheeks apart as far as they'll go so I can see your asshole and pussy," I continued. She did as she was told without hesitation, "Look in the mirror."

She turned her head to watch as I placed my hand on top of her ass and slowly stroked downward, squeezing her ass along the way. 

"How many licks do you think you deserve?" I asked drawing out the process, continuing to rub down her ass crack to her open pussy. I looked at her pussy and could tell that she had been recently fucked. After a good hard fuck, the outer folds (the Labia Majora for you medical buffs)of her pussy remain wide open (totally exposing her labia minora) and her labia minora remains open almost in a spherical form—or in the shape of the dick that has just fucked her for a better, more graphic description. It didn't gap open, but they were certainly apart and very obvious.

Without letting on that I noticed anything, I continued to slide my hand down her asshole and to her pussy, pushing three fingers in without any problem. I knew immediately that she had been fucked—her pussy was full of cum, making it very easy to slide my fingers in-and-out. 

"How many licks?!?" I asked more forcefully, still not letting on that I noticed anything.

"Aaaa uhmmmm," her face was turning red from being bent over for so long and from having to hold her ass checks apart, "Ten."

"Ten? That's all? Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied worried that I may decide on more.

"Fine. Grab your ankles again," I said agreeing, bringing the belt up and landing it across her ass cheeks before she was all the way down, startling her.

"Ouch!" she jumped up.

"That doesn't count," I said putting my hand on the small of her back to push her back down. I landed the belt just under the first spot and continued to paint a red "picture" down her ass cheeks and onto the tops of her thighs before reaching the tenth lick, "Go get the KY jelly and get your asshole ready for me."

I wasn't going to fuck her pussy. I didn't know who she had been fucking and I wasn't real interested in sloppy seconds even if I had known. She immediately did as she was told, going into the bathroom to get the KY out of the medicine cabinet. 

I stripped off my boxer-briefs finally freeing my raging hard-on. She re-entered the bedroom with the KY, opening the lid. She stood by the bed as she dipped two fingers into it, hiked her leg up slightly, and began to apply the lubricant to her asshole. 

"Smile. Act like you want to do this," I reminded her. Even though she likes taking it up the ass, she definitely wasn't in the mood right now, after having been out late, the fucking she got earlier, and the ass whipping she just got. 

To her credit, she played her role. She knew if it wasn't good enough that I would probably give her another spanking. So to avoid that, she cooperated fully.

After she was finished lubing herself, I walked up to her to allow her to do the same to me. She dipped more KY out before slowly stroking the entire length of my dick. Reaching around her to pull her towards me more, I leaned down giving her a gentle kiss. 

After I was lubed up enough for her liking, I grabbed a towel from the bathroom to allow her to wipe her hands off with before ordering her to get on the bed on her hands and knees. Once she was on the bed, I climbed in behind her. 

"I want you to remain propped up on your hands the entire time, understand?" I didn't want her to put her chest on the bed and put her head in her arms like she does sometimes. I had a camera in the picture that was hanging on the wall at the head of the bed. If she remained propped up, I would get a good picture of her face as I fucked the hell out of her ass. Though her tits are only B cups, they would still make a great show for the camera as they bounced around. 

I pushed her knees slightly further apart than straight under her which lined her up nicely with my dick. Even though she had started enjoying getting ass fucked, she didn't enjoy it really hard. 

Without the slightest hesitation, I grabbed her hips, and pushed forward, burying my 8 inch cock balls deep in her asshole.

"Holy shit Joe!" she said loudly turning her head, grimacing. I held myself in for a few seconds before I backed out and used her hips for leverage again to plow forward, "That hurts! Go slower!"

"Look forward and act like you like it. If you don't, you're going to get another ass whipping," I responded.

Normally, she would have put up a little more of a protest. But, as she did when I was getting ready to whip her, she did as she was told immediately--guilty conscience maybe? 

I continued to pound away at her ass and a few minutes later she was begging for it.

"Come on Joe, harder! Please fuck me in my ass, hard!" she cried out. 

She was doing a really convincing job. I didn't know if she liked it or not, but she sure acted like she did and the cameras were catching all of it! 

I watched her ass cheeks as they jiggled violently from the pounding her ass was receiving. I always like watching her ass cheeks. I have told her before that I liked it, but she just uses that to prove that she's fat. 

After five good minutes of hard fucking, I slowed down a little. I ran my hand down to her pussy and began fingering it. She was soaking wet and I knew it wouldn't take much to get her off. 

"Tell me a story," I said as I began playing with her clit. 

"What kind of story?" she asked.

"I want you to surprise me," I said slowly stroking in and out of her asshole. 

After a few minutes of silence, she began, "Well, last night, I was out with several of my friends. Around 10 or so, Amber and I went to her house. The others had to go home. We were both a little tipsy, but definitely not drunk," I increased my attention to her clit causing her to push back against me. When she starts pushing back, there's no doubt she likes whatever it is I am doing to her. 

Amber Stiles is one of Jenny's most beautiful friends. I dream about fucking her all the time. She was had a slightly darker complexion—like a full-time tanning bed tan. At 23, 5'5, 115, her mid-back black hair, black eyes, and 30B (just guessing) tits were more than I could handle! As soon as Jenny mentioned Amber, I started fucking Jenny harder.

"Amber was wearing a white undershirt with a long sleeved, stripped, button down collared shirt, and black pants. She left the button down shirt completely unbuttoned, allowing the undershirt to show off the tops of her breasts really nicely," Jenny continued, "We mixed some daiquiris with a generous amount of vodka. While I was mixing my third one, she came up to me and without warning kissed me on the lips."

"I think you're beautiful," Amber said.

"Ah, thanks, Amber," Jenny said shocked, "Amber leaned in to kiss me again, this time I responded by kissing her back. 

Jenny continued telling the story, "Amber and I kept kissing while she unbuttoned my blouse and before I knew it she had taken it off. At first I was repulsed that one of my best friends was taking my clothes off. But then she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and immediately pushed her hand down my panties and palmed my pussy."

"Take off your clothes Jenny," Amber whispered softly in my ear.

"It was like I was hypnotized," Jenny continued, "I unhooked my bra and pushed my pants and panties down and off, leaving me completely naked in front of my best friend, who was still completely dressed."

I had steadily been playing with Jenny's clit during the entire story but when she got to the part about Amber palming her pussy, I squeezed her clit a little harder than normal. This caused Jenny to totally begin fucking me back, ramming my cock up her ass as far as it would go.


Always Watching...



"Joe, please fuck my pussy!" she begged, as I continued ramming her ass. I refused and told her to continue the story—and she did.

"Jenny, do you want me?" Amber asked me, Jenny continued.

"I, I'm not sure," I said confused by the rush of feelings coursing through me, no doubt aided by the alcohol. 

"According to your pussy, you do," Amber replied now fingering me deeply, "I want you to pull my shirt and bra up and suck on my breasts."

"I can't do that," I replied now totally flustered.

"You will do it right now, Jenny," Amber replied forcefully. 

"So I did, Joe, I can't believe it but I did. I pushed her undershirt and bra up exposing her tits. Her tits are the same size as mine, but she really doesn't have any areoles—just two hard nipples, sort of like mine. She reached around me and pulled my head down onto her chest and made me suck her tits. I did this for about two or three minutes, right there in the middle of her kitchen, completely naked while she was fully dressed except for having her shirt and bra pushed up," Jenny continued telling the story. I was doing all I could to keep from blowing my load. Because once I blow it, the story ends and I wanted her to go as far with the story as possible. 

"That's enough," Amber said pushing me away, Jenny said continued to tell the story. Amber readjusted her shirt and bra.

"I thought we were finished so I reached for my panties and she stopped me," Jenny continued.

"What are you doing, Jenny?" Amber asked.

"I thought we were finished," Jenny replied.

"We aren't finished until I tell you we are finished. Go sit on the couch. Pull your feet up and drop your knees," Amber ordered.

"So I did as I was told, which completely displayed my pussy," Jenny continued.

"I want you to get yourself off," Amber continued, "It shouldn't take too much, you are soaking wet."

"So I sat on the couch and began rubbing my clit and playing with my tits. I closed my eyes momentarily but Amber demanded that I look at her while I fingered myself," Jenny continued.

"How do you like being completely naked at your best friend's house, on her couch, playing with yourself, while she's completely dressed?" Amber asked me.

"I didn't know what to say so I just kept fingering myself," Jenny continued.

"Your pussy looks so sexy! It opens up as if it's begging to be played with. Use your fingers and spread those lips apart as far as they'll go," Amber continued, "I want to see how turned on you are."

"I pulled open my pussy lips like I was told to," Jenny continued, "Amber walked over to the couch and bent down to get a closer look.

"You and Joe must fuck a lot. Your pussy lips almost hang open--you fucking slut," Amber shoved three fingers into my cunt without warning, "You are so wet. Do you like having your best girlfriend finger your hot pussy?"

She didn't wait for an answer to the question, before saying, "I bet he shoves his big cock in your ass too. Move your hips down some and open your ass cheeks so I can see." 

"I let go of my pussy lips and slid down enough to be able to open my ass cheeks," Jenny said, continuing the story, "I reached down and spread my ass cheeks as far as they would go baring myself to her."

"There's no doubt he fucks your asshole and apparently it's quite often," Amber said pushing her finger into my brown, puckered hole, "She fucked her finger in and out for a few seconds. This thing is almost as loose as your pussy."

"Don't forget to shove a finger in your asshole Jenny baby," Amber said soon after pulling hers out.

"So I made sure that I got plenty of my pussy juices on my finger before I pushed it in to the second knuckle," Jenny continued. I was sitting on the couch, holding my ass cheeks open with my left hand and was bent over slightly trying to get a good angle to shove my finger up my own ass. Amber laughed at me the whole time. I was humiliated. After a few minutes of that, she then told me to begin playing with my pussy again, which I gladly did," Jenny continued, "A few minutes later, Amber stood in front of me, kicked off her shoes and took down her black pants and pink thongs. She had a little pussy. It didn't even look as though she had ever been touched before. Her puffy lips left no doubt that she was really aroused. She climbed up on the couch with her feet on either side of me. She had me lean forward and look up, putting me directly under her shaven pussy."

"Keep on playing with yourself while you eat me out," Amber ordered.

I pinched Jenny's clit again, only this time she went over the edge, cumming all over my hand. Incidentally, between her getting off and the story, I lost it too shooting my load deeply into her asshole. We both collapsed onto the bed exhausted.

"So, you like the idea of Amber and me together huh?" Jenny asked still breathing hard. 

"Apparently," I replied, "you like it too."

This pissed her off.

"I would never, ever think about having sex with Amber, much less get off to it!" she said forcefully, "It's only a story to make you happy."

"Okay, whatever you say," I replied without pushing the issue, knowing full well that everything was on camera and that it would appear to the camera that she did like the idea of being with Amber.

The next morning was no different than any others. Jenny jumped in the shower and I quickly followed just after turning on the cameras. The shower was a typical apartment shower/bathtub. As soon as I climbed in I pushed her against the wall and began making out with her and before she knew it, I had picked her up and pinned her against the wall as I began fucking her pussy. 

"That's it Joe. Fuck my pussy harder! Please don't stop," she cried out loud as I picked up my pace. 

After about ten minutes of this, I said out loud that I would love to watch her eat Amber out. I knew she was already about to cum. In fact, she was right on the brink as I said that about Amber. Jenny came in buckets, it seemed, and to the camera it would look like she came to thinking about eating Amber out. 

"Joe, you know I was already cumming!" Jenny said pissed and embarrassed at the same time. 

"I'm not so sure," I teased her as I began soaping myself up. 

"Whatever!" she said now totally pissed off.

The next four days went by without anything interesting happening. Three of the four days, Jenny went out. By that fourth day, I had enough of the questions and wanted some answers. So I decided to do something about it. 

The rest of the day went by slowly. I went to work around 9am and got back 5pm. When I arrived home, Jenny was getting ready to go out with the girls again. Of course, I was already pretty convinced she was fucking someone else and that these "going out with friends" nights were "going out to get fucked" nights. I was determined to catch her in the act. 

She was dressed in a pink polo shirt and blue jeans—just everyday clothes. At 7pm Jenny pulled out of the driveway. I was right behind her, though of course at a distance, with my video camera in tow. 

After ten minutes we pulled into Amber's neighborhood. At this point, I presumed she really was going out with her girlfriends. But as we approached Amber's house, I noticed Amber's car wasn't in the driveway. However, Mike's, Amber's fiancé of 5 months (they were getting married next month), Chevy pickup truck was. I didn't know Mike very well, but what I had been told, he worked as an aide for one of the state senators who was a staunch Christian right conservative. The couple of times I'd met Mike, he seemed like an alright guy. 

I parked next to a vacant lot, three houses down from Amber's. Jenny got out of her car and walked to the door. It opened without her knocking and she walked in. 

Hurriedly, I approached the house and moved around to the backyard to see if I could see anything. The blinds were drawn slightly, but I could still see without much problem. 

Mike and Jenny were enjoying what looked like wine. I began filming, making sure to get everything I could on tape (it was actually being recorded to a DVD). Mike sat down on the couch right next to Jenny and soon they were kissing heavily. He took off her shirt and moments later her bra.

The only problem I had was I couldn't hear anything from outside the window. So I moved around to the front of the house and tried the front door to see if it was unlocked. Of course it wasn't, so I moved back to my former position by the window in the backyard. I had missed Jenny pulling Mike's jeans and underwear down. She was now giving him a blowjob. His cock looked to be about two inches shorter than mine. She was taking the entire thing in her mouth, something she wasn't able to do with me. He had both hands on her head, slowly fucking her face. 

They suddenly stopped. She held out her hand, took his, and they walked towards the back of the house—I presumed to the bedroom. I quickly moved around to the backdoor and tried it—it was open. So I quietly made my way inside and in the direction I saw them go earlier. By the time I made my way to the bedroom door, he was already naked and just pulling her thongs down her legs. They stood by the bed kissing. She gave him a slow handjob while he moved his finger across her slit. Finally he moved her onto the bed. She was on her back and soon her legs were pushed back. He propped himself up on his hands, aimed his cock at her hot, wet cunt and began fucking her as hard as he could. 

"Just like that Mike, don't stop baby!" Jenny cried reaching around his back pulling him down. I was videoing it all and now I could hear it all too. They remained in the "missionary" position for several minutes before he flipped her over and began fucking her "doggie style." After several minutes of him drilling her pussy from behind, he pulled her tightly into him and grunted, shooting his hot seed deep into her honey pot. 

"Thank god you're on birth control," he said after a few seconds of heavy breathing. 

"Yeah. That was great," she replied. He rolled over onto his back exhausted. 

"Get over here and clean my dick off," he ordered. Jenny didn't say a word as she sat up and bent over to take his softening prick in her hand and then her mouth. She sucked and slurped his cock making sure it was completely cleaned of their juices. He then moved her down to his ball sack, making sure that she cleaned them just as well. I zoomed in on her long wet tongue eagerly licking and slurping the glissing sex juices from his manhood.

I quietly eased myself out of the house, back to my car. I had all the evidence I needed. Now, don't get me wrong. I was pissed. There are some guys who would have killed them both right there. Probably most guys would have at least beaten the hell out of them. But that's just not a good way to get her back—or at least not the best way. I had known for days that she was fucking someone else. I had simply confirmed it via watching. 

The DVD video I had made at Amber's house of Jenny and Mike fucking was pretty good quality. But it was nothing like it would have been at our apartment with the cameras that I had all over the place there. 

The next day while Jenny was in the bathroom, I grabbed her cell phone and looked through the address book until I found Mike's phone number. It was the only 'Mike' in her phone, so I presumed that was him. She was getting ready to go to work, so I waited until she left before I called him from my cell. 

"Hello?" Mike answered. 

"Mike, this is Joe Smith. I'm Jenny Durham's boyfriend," I said introducing myself. He hesitated a moment. I could tell he was caught off guard.

"Yeah, ah, hey Joe, what's going on?" he replied.

"Nothing much at all, are you doing anything, say, in the next thirty minutes or so?" I asked.

"Ahhh, no, what do you have in mind?" Mike replied.

"I want to talk to you. Is there any way you could meet me at my apartment?" I asked. He was really apprehensive but replied, "Yeah, sure. I can be there in fifteen minutes."

"That sounds great," I replied, "And if you don't mind, please don't tell Jenny or Amber that you're coming over here. Is that a deal?"

"Ah, yeah, sure, no problem," he replied.

"Okay, well, I'll see you in 15 minutes," I said before hanging up.

The night before, when I was putting my idea into a plan, I called my good friend Nick Stevens. He was a frat brother during college. As he had done in college, Nick had dealt in, well, let's just call it "underground business." He could get you anything you wanted short of a nuclear bomb and I sometimes wondered if he couldn't get you one of those for enough money. 

"Nick, it's been a helluva long time, what's happening buddy?" I said into the phone after he answered. 

"What's going on Joe? It's been too fucking long. What's your pansy ass up to these days?" he replied. Nick was half Italian. Listening to him on the telephone, you would have sworn he was full-blooded. 

"I've been playing house with an ole girl for like four years Nick. I'm hardly worth shooting anymore," I replied.

"Aw hell Joe, you could have run with me and the boys and we'd been rich as fuckin' hell," he replied, "You still with Jenny?"

"Yeah, we're still together," I answered.

"So, what's on your mind?" he asked.

"Nick, I'm not really sure what exactly I need. But I figured if they made it, you'd know what it was and be able to get it."

"That's right," he replied with a laugh.

"I need something that will make someone so fucked up that they won't remember shit the next day. I don't want them just to lay there. I want them to walk around and act as if everything is okay, but once they wake up the next morning, they don't remember shit," I replied. 

"Damn Joe, that's pretty fucking easy to get," he replied, "How much do you need?"

"Hell, I don't know. I'd say $300 or $400 worth will do for starters," I replied. 

"Unless you are planning on fucking up the entire state, that'll last you for a while," he replied, "When do you need it?"

"When can you get it to me?" I asked.

"Noon tomorrow good for you?" he asked.

"That'll be perfect. I can meet you at the Shoney's across the road from my car lot. Is that okay with you?" I asked. 

"That'll be fine. See you then," he replied and hung up.

That was last night. I had already made the pick up. It was a white, powdery substance that you are supposed to put in someone's drink. It dissolves completely and has no taste. It takes around 20 to 25 minutes to kick in (depending on the size of the person and the amount given to them). The person will look like they are totally normal for the next five or six hours. Not only does it make them forget everything about the five or six hours, it enhances the alcoholic beverage and makes them horny as hell—which was exactly what I was looking for.

Mike showed up on time. I let him in the apartment and immediately offered him a beer, which he accepted. I had some beer mugs in the freezer (I always drank my beer out of a chilled mug). I poured us each a beer and spiked his with the drug Nick had sold me. I wanted to see what it did.

I brought the beer into the living room and sat down. We had an entertainment system on the wall in front of the couch and a recliner. The entertainment system was complete with a 42 inch big screen television, DVD/VCR, and surround sound system. I had already activated the camera system in the apartment. Everything from what was on television to every word that was spoken would be recorded on my computer.

"What is on your mind, Joe," Mike asked after taking a long swig of beer.

"I want to show you something I thought you might be interested in," I replied, "Just watch 

it and we'll talk about it after it's over."

I picked up the DVD remote and pressed play. A 42-inch picture of Mike taking Jenny's shirt off on the couch at Amber's popped onto the screen. I looked over at him, his mouth was agape, stunned.

The rest of the erotic night, at least the part I was there for, played out before his eyes. I had gotten a close up view of his cock slamming into Jenny's pussy, as he pulled out, you see her lips remain wide open. If I would have had a flashlight, I could have videoed inside her. The surround sound system almost made it sound like we were there. 

Finally the video ended. He took several drinks of beer, not knowing what to say.

"Mike, this is some pretty serious shit. You and Amber, I understand, are getting married next month. How much money have you spent on that shit? I'm sure she wouldn't like finding out that you and one of her best friend's were fucking—in her bed!"

He was still silent.

"Say something Mike," I prodded.

"I don't know what to say. You were in our house!" he said finally.

"You're damn right I was. How long have you two been fucking? Earlier this week, I saw the condition of her pussy and felt the cum in it. I didn't say anything to her though. She doesn't know I know. But I finally had enough and followed her. Boy was I surprised when it was you that answered the door at Amber's," I replied.

"I'm sorry Joe," he began before I stopped him.

"Don't give me that shit, Mike. You're not sorry for anything. You're sorry you got caught. So I have a deal for you. If you don't go along with them all, I will totally fuck up your life, understand?"

He nodded without saying anything.

"You won't mind most of what I'm going to say," I added. He looked up at that, "If you do everything I ask of you, I'll give you the DVD back and the three copies I made. I swear there are no other copies other than those three. Deal?"

He nodded.

"Say deal or fucking leave Mike. I'm letting you off too fucking easy here," I said getting pissed.

"Deal," he replied.

"Okay, first off, I want you and Jenny to fuck here. She won't know that I'm here, but I will be. I want you to fuck in our room. I like to watch shit like that. I would prefer you be another woman, but watching is watching," I began. Hope registered on his face. He was going to get out of this and he was going to like it he thought, "Secondly, I want to fuck Amber with you watching right in there on my bed. You don't have to tell her a fucking thing. But you are responsible for getting Jenny the fuck out of here and Amber and you over here. Thirdly, I want YOU to get Amber and Jenny together. Again, I don't give a fuck how you do it, just do it. Again, I want all of this to happen here and I do plan on watching everything. You will let them fuck each other for a while and then you can join them."

He could barely contain his excitement. 

"But make damn sure you have them fucking each other for at least 30 minutes or so before you jump in with them. Never, at any point, let them know I know anything about this or the deal is off. Understood?" I said acting like I was finished. By this time, I could tell the drug was kicking in. He was saying shit like "hell yeah," and "I can't wait." It's the stupid shit guys say when they start getting tipsy and horny.

"Fourth, tomorrow or sometime, I want you to tell me how you and Jenny first got together. I want to know everything, from the first kiss to the first time you two fucked," I continued.

"Okay," he replied smiling. 

"Fifth, Mike, you probably aren't going to like this one as much. But you must agree to it or the deal is off," he nodded his head," Mike if you protest at all, then the deal is off. All I want you to say is 'okay,' understand?"

"Yeah, sure," he said smiling, guzzling the beer. This was the part I was going to like the very least. I had never thought about doing something like this before, but I had decided that I had to do something to the fucker he wouldn't like. 

"I want you to stand up and strip completely naked," I ordered him. This was the first, and hopefully only, time I would do anything sexual with a guy. 




Always Watching...



He was shocked and almost said something but somehow caught himself. He was of average height, around 6'0 and weighed around 175. He didn't work out, so he wasn't cut like a lot of guys are. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and a slight tan. 

He slowly got up from his seat in the recliner and even more slowly he pulled the t-shirt he was wearing out from its tucked in position and took it off. He definitely could have used a few AB exercises and his chest had no tone to it at all. 

"Joe, can't we talk about this," he pleaded after taking his shoes off.

"Mike, that's called a protest," I am either going to tell you to go home right now, or you can agree to a punishment. Which is it?"

He was silent for a moment, seeming to try to decide if I was being serious about all of this but then decided, apparently, that I was, "Okay, Joe, I'll take the punishment."

I was going to save the punishment for later.

"Fine, Mike, finish taking off your clothes and hurry up," I demanded.

He proceeded to unbuckle his belt, unbutton, and unzip his jeans and push them and his underwear (tighty-whities) down to his ankles. His cock sprang out of his underwear as he pushed them down—it was standing straight out.

"Damn Mike, are you excited about stripping in front of another guy?" I asked noting that the drug had worked. He was horny as hell. I reach out and grabbed his cock and jerked on it a couple of times. 

"Hell no!" he replied, "I don't know what the hell is going on!"

Laughing I taunted him, "I know what's going on. You are fucking turned on! Turn around and face the TV."

This put his back to me. 

"Now, I want you to bend over and show me your asshole," I continued to order him.

He bent over, but did nothing else.

"Reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart," I continued.

He did as he was told, exposing his tight, brown, asshole and ball sack to me. 

After I had him stand that way for a few moments, I continued, "Step out of your clothes and go get on my bed, on your hands and knees. When I get in there, you will ask if you can take my cock out and suck it. Understand?"

He nodded his head, stepped out of his jeans and underwear, and walked naked to my bedroom.

I followed him a couple of seconds later.

"Joe, may I take your cock out of your jeans and suck on it?" he asked as I entered the room. 

"Yes, you may, but only if you really want to," I said making him ask again.

"Yes, I really want to," he replied.

"You really want to do what?" I asked.

"I would really like to suck your dick," he said again.

"Okay, one second," I replied disappearing into the bathroom to get the KY jelly. I put it on the bedside table for later.

"Strip me Mike," I ordered. He hesitated before pulling my t-shirt over my head. He unbuckled my belt and took my jeans loose, allowing them to drop to the floor. My boxer-briefs were tented slightly from my arousal. He noticed the tent forming and quickly put his fingers in my waist band, dropping my underwear to the floor. 

He simply stared at my 8 inch cock for a few moments until I reminded him to hurry up.

"I have never done this before," he said taking my cock in his hand. 

"That's okay," I replied, "I'll teach you."

I placed my hand on the back of his head, like he had done Jenny, and pushed my cock into his mouth. I fucked his face for five good minutes, before I felt my balls tighten. 

"Open your mouth," I demanded suddenly. He did as he was told. I pulled out just enough so that the cameras could hopefully see my first load shoot into his mouth. My second and third shots landed all over his face and in his hair. 

"That was pretty good Mike," I said after calming down, "Here, suck me back up. I'll be ready to go again in a second. 

He did as he was told and soon I was ready to go again. 

"Mike, I want you to ask me to fuck you virgin man-pussy," I demanded.

He was repulsed, but did as he was told, "Joe, will you please fuck my virgin pussy."

"Do you really want me to Mike?" I asked making him say it again.

"Yes, Joe, please. I want to know what it feels like," he replied.

I opened the jar of KY Jelly and began applying generous amounts of it to my cock. I had him face the headboard of the bed so that camera could get a good shot of his face and, if I was lucky, his cock being rock hard and cumming everywhere as I fucked him.

I reached down and stroked his dick with one hand as I lined myself up with his asshole with the other. 

"I want you to remain propped up on your hands, do not fall down to your chest, understand?" I ordered.

"Yes," he replied.

I placed my hands on his hips and slammed into his virgin ass. I would have sworn he let out a girl scream, but it wasn't quite that loud. 

"Mike, you will act like you like this," I said while fucking him, "if you don't, it doesn't count and the deal is off."

He nodded. 

I fucked him for about ten minutes. I jacked 

his dick with my right hand and held on to his left hip with the other. He began pushing against me after about five minutes. I increased my jacking speed on his cock and within about 30 seconds, he came all over the bed. 

"Mike, did you just get off?" I asked wanting him to say it just in case the cameras didn't get a good view.

"Fuck yes!" he said in state of euphoria.

"Me too," I said slamming into his asshole, emptying my hot jism deep into his bowels. I stayed in his ass until my cock popped out. I immediately grabbed a hand full of hair and made him turn around and clean my dick off. I lied down on my back and pulled my legs back, making him stay on his hands and knees to clean me off. After he cleaned my cock and balls really well, I pulled my legs back even farther and spread my ass cheeks. 

"Clean my asshole too bitch!" I ordered. He did as he was told and a few minutes later, he was dressed and leaving. 

"Mike, I want you to go straight over to Amber's, take a shower and go to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay, see you later," he said walking down the stairs gingerly. 

The dilemma I had was if the drug worked correctly, he wouldn't remember a damn thing. So, I could have done anything I wanted to him and still kept the tape. So as it turns out, my little walk on the wild side would be for naught, as far as the other conditions of our little agreement were concerned. However, I would have a tape to blackmail the hell out of himwith if I needed and I would be able to see how effective the drug was. 

Jenny came home several hours later. By that time, I had washed, dried, and returned to sheets back to the bed where Mike had cum all over them. 

"Jenny, what are you doing tomorrow?" I asked.

"Amber and I were planning to go out," she replied. 

"Well, is it alright if she and Mike come over and have dinner or something?" I asked. She had no clue I knew anything.

"That sounds like a nice idea, Joe. I'll call her," Jenny replied.

I listened as best I could from the living room with her in the kitchen.

"Hi, Amber, what are you doing?" Jenny said as Amber answered the line, "Uh huh. Asleep? How long have you been home? Since 3? It's like 9 now. You should wake him up and make sure he's okay."

"Well, Joe wanted to know if you and Mike wanted to come have dinner tomorrow night," Jenny continued. She paused for the reply, which of course I couldn't hear, "Okay, that sounds great. Be here around 6pm. See you then."

Jenny walked back into the living room and relayed to me that they could come over. She then kissed me and informed me that she was going to bed. 

I sat there for a second wanting to get pissed off. She goes out nearly every day of the week to fuck Mike, but the one day she's home she wants to go to bed. After about five minutes, I got up and went into the bedroom. I remembered cameras were still activated from earlier because I forgot to turn them off. She was already dressed in a white night shirt and sky blue panties. 

She had already gotten into the bed and had turned the light off. I turned the lights back on, ripped the covers off of her, and jumped on top of her. 

"Joe! What are you doing?" She said startled. But I didn't need to reply as my hands were all over her tits, squeezing and pawing away. I could care less about getting her in the mood. She was cheating on me! Fuck getting her turned on, or off, for that matter! "Joe, stop. I'm not feeling up to it tonight."

I didn't say anything as I ripped her shirt off. Without any hesitation, I did the same to those little panties she was wearing too, leaving her completely naked. 

The only thing I had on was my trusty ole boxer-briefs and they can come off pretty quickly, which they did. She tried to close her legs, but I was having none of that! I finally managed to get them pushed back, her knees to her shoulders.

As much as she claimed to not want it, she was plenty wet. I had never known her not to be wet. I lined my cock up with her pussy and slid in easily

Her eyes widened as she caught her breath. I knew she wanted a cock. She just didn't want mine for some fucking reason. But she was getting it. I held onto her shoulders for leverage as I fucked her as hard and as deeply as I could. I looked down and watched her small tits bouncing around as her head rolled to one side, enjoying the feeling of my cock fucking away inside of her. 

It was at that moment something occurred to me. It was a fucked up idea, but one that would allow me to totally get her back. The idea was so appealing to me, it caused me to shoot my load soon way sooner than I normally would have. I laid there trying to catch my breath, thinking about my new idea. 

"Okay, Joe, please get off of me!" she said trying not to suffocate from my weight. When I rolled off of her, she turned the lights out and we went to sleep. There was no 'I love you's' or anything. 

The next morning, we both went to work. On the way, I called ole Nick again for another favor. 

"Joe, damn, twice in like a week! Did that other stuff work for you?" he asked.

"Fuck yes, it works great!" I replied.

"What can I do for you?" he asked.

"Nick I need two things. I need pills that look exactly like birth control pills, but aren't. I need them in the right looking box. Everything has to look exactly alike. I have an empty box of the kind I need. I'm on the way to work, I can drop it to you at lunch. I also need some shit that will make a woman more fertile than normal."

"Hell Joe, I can have that for you all in one pill. We'll just switch the birth control pills out with fertility pills that look just alike," he responded.

"Great! Fuck, why didn't I think of doing it like that," I replied.

"That's what I'm for Joe. I am like your car mechanic. You can't think of everything that goes wrong with your car because you don't know shit about it. The only thing you can do is give me an idea. Same with this. So, when do you want it?" he asked.

"As soon as possible," Joe replied.

"Meet me at Shoney's at lunch, give me the box and the money and I can have them delivered to your house by tomorrow. How many boxes Joe?"

"Fuck Nick, I don't have a clue," Joe replied.

"I'll give you 24 months supply for $150. Sound like a deal?" he offered.

"Hell yeah!" Joe replied, "I'll have the box and the money at lunch."

"Okay, see you then," he replied and the line went dead.

Jenny keeps her pills in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. It wouldn't be any problem to switch them out. 

It seemed like the day was crawling by. I met with Nick and then afterwards gave Mike a call. He didn't act like he remembered a damn thing from yesterday, which was good. Everything was going well.

Finally the work day did end and I drove like a fucking NASCAR maniac home. I wanted to beat Jenny getting there, which I did. I set the timer on the cameras for 10 'till 6, just in case they got there early, though I knew nothing would happen immediately--but just in case.

I then began making the daiquiris that I knew Jenny and Amber would inhale. I made sure I had plenty of beer mugs chilled and ready. I then started on the food and had everything cooking when Jenny walked in the door. 

"MMMMmmm...Smells good," she commented kissing me lightly on the cheek, "What is it?"

"Hamburger steaks, mashed potatoes, and a few side veggies," I replied.

"Sounds great baby," she said making her way to the back of the apartment, probably to the bathroom which she always did when she got off work. She always takes her pill when she gets home from work. Jenny came back into the kitchen a few minutes later. She had changed into a grey, A-line shaped, light silk georgette skirt which came down to her knees when standing, and a simple, white, 3/4 length, balletneck, knit blouse and black 2 inch heels. 

The skirt hugged her ass very nicely and the blouse did a good job of showing off her B cup tits. I began getting aroused at what was coming but figured out a way to calm myself down--and I succeeded somehow. 

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Jenny opened it allowing Amber and Mike inside. They were right on time and I knew everything was now being taped. 

"Jenny, you look really nice," Amber said after kissing her on the cheek, "I feel underdressed."

I knew why Jenny was so dressed up. She wanted to make a good impression with Mike. Hell, I too was underdressed compared to her. I had a red polo shirt and khakis on but that's what I went to work in. Mike was dressed similar to me.

Amber had on a green polo shirt, with all three buttons un-buttoned giving anyone that wanted, an ample view. She also had on skin tight blue jeans. Her ass looked fantastic in them. She definitely had a "Hollywood Perfect" ass. Both of her ass cheeks looked to be just big enough for each of my hands—no more, no less. 

"Hey Joe," Amber greeted me as she walked into the kitchen, "Thank you for inviting us over."

"No problem. It's just been a while since we've all done anything," I replied hugging her.

"What's going on Joe?" Mike said holding his hand out to shake.

"Not a whole lot. I'm almost finished cooking. If you all want to go ahead and sit down, I can get you some drinks."

I noticed Mike grimaced when he sat down.

"You okay Mike?" I asked laughing to myself.

"Yeah, my back has been bothering me. I think I slept on it wrong or something," he replied. I knew full well that he was lying his ass off!

I poured Amber and Jenny two big helpings of strawberry daiquiris.

"Ladies," I said presenting them each with a glass. 

"Mike, how about a beer in an ice cold mug," I 

offered.

"That sounds great Joe," he replied. I reached into the freezer and grabbed the mug I had already put some of the drug in. I filled it up with Bud Light, noticing that the drug dissolved nicely just like the day before. I handed him the beer and he took a nice long swig. 

I served everyone's plates and twenty minutes later we were all in the living room, stuffed. Mike was on his third beer and the girls were on their second daiquiri.

I knew Jenny pretty well. When she starts getting flush, she's starting to feel whatever she's drinking--and she was definitely flush. Mike was beginning to talk a little shit and Amber was just getting quiet. I watched with enjoyment as I allowed things to progress without interrupting to make sure the drug had kicked in fully.

Five minutes later, I was convinced that it had. Mike was again sitting in the recliner. Jenny, Amber, and I were on the couch. The television was on, but the girls were just chattering on about mindless crap.

I wrote Mike a note on a sheet of paper as to what I wanted him to do. The girls continued talking and weren't paying me any attention. I got up to go into the kitchen and handed him the note on the way in, but turned around and came back to my seat once I'd given it to him. 

He looked at me wide-eyed, but I just smiled and gave him a nod urging him on.

"Jenny," he said breaking his silence and beginning to do what I told him to do, "Stand in the center of the room."

She looked at him bewildered and said, "Okay, Mike, why?" 

"Just do it!" he said nicely. Jenny placed her daiquiri on the lamp table next to the couch and did as she was told. Once she got to the center of the room, she nervously swiped her hands over the front of her skirt as if to straighten out the wrinkles.

"Okay, Mike, now what?" she asked now holding her hands together in front of her. 

"Turn around and face the television," he continued.

"What! Why? Is this a joke or something?" she laughed looking over at me.

"No, it's no joke," he replied, "Just turn around."

She did as she was told and said, "Okay, now can I sit down now?"

Until this point, Amber was simply smiling. Once Jenny got turned around, I got Amber's attention. Putting my finger over my lips signalling to her to be quiet, I moved my left arm around her to rest it on her stomach. She turned her head, looking at me wondering what I was doing. 

She was about to say something when Mike continued, taking her mind off of me temporarily.

"Jenny, I want you to take the hem of your skirt and pull it up as far as it will go," Mike replied. Her skirt was long enough, that if pulled up as high as it would go the bottom of skirt would come as high as her tits. This would have exposed her ass, thighs, and legs to all of us, areas of her body that she hates to look at herself, much less display for several friends. 

"I will not!" she said spinning around stunned, "Is this a joke you and Joe came up with?"

"It's not a joke Jenny," Mike said looking over at me to make sure I was still alright with the direction all of this was going to take. Again, I just nodded, "You have ten seconds to turn around, pull the hem of your skirt up, drop your thongs to the floor, and hand them to Amber."

"And what if I don't?" she asked defiantly.

Mike stood up and took off his leather belt, "Then I am going to whip your ass and then you will still do it."

"No you won't. Joe won't let you, will you Joe," she said looking at me for support. It was at that time, I cupped Amber's right breast, and pulled her with my left hand for a quick kiss. She was temporarily shocked, but the drug had taken over her more quickly than it had Jenny. She began kissing me back as passionately as I had been kissed in a long time. 

"It doesn't look like Joe gives a fuck Jenny. You have three seconds," Mike replied, "Two, one...."

He continued the countdown but before he got to zero, she whirled back around and pulled up the hem of her skirt like she had been told. It reached all the way up to her breasts. Holding the hem in her left hand, she peeled the pink thongs down her legs with the other. 

Jenny tossed the discarded thongs into Amber's lap.

"Amber," I said picking them up, finding the crotch of the thongs, "Smell them." 

I put them up to her nose and she took a deep breath. I want you to hold them and smell them. I made sure to get away from her enough to be sure the cameras got just her holding them. 

"Now lick them," I continued. She looked at me and then at Mike hesitantly, but then smiled and sucked the tiny crotch into her mouth. I finally took them from her and put them on the floor.

Amber and I watched as her fiancé put his hand on her best friend's ass and began squeezing. 

"Turn around Jenny," Mike ordered her. She dropped the hem as she did but he stopped her, "I didn't say drop your hem yet, pull it back up and hold it until I say, 'let go.'"

She was still facing the television as she again pulled the hem of her skirt up revealing her ass to us. She then began her slow turn to face us. I watched Amber's eyes as they stared at her best friend's slit momentarily. This very much excited me, but I contained myself.




Always Watching... Ch. 02



I was off of work the next day, so I didn't have that to worry about. After Jenny left for her job, I sat down at my computer and began the process of editing all of the video that I had gotten from the past couple of days. It took me almost the entire time she was at work to finish getting it all just like I wanted it--but eventually I did. I had an hour and a half before she got home. 

Also, during the day, FedEx came by with a package for me. In it was ten more miniature cameras, three tiny microphones, and two motion sensors that I had purchased to put in the second bedroom (we only have two bedrooms in the apartment). I would have already put the cameras in there already, but I had run a little low on funds so I had to wait. 

With the hour and a half I had left until Jenny got back home, I hurriedly installed the cameras. I put them in the usual places, under a picture over the bed's headboard, behind furniture that would allow the tiny cameras to blend in as much as possible. I placed the small transmitter that came with them behind the television. Because my bedroom was just next door, I had no problems getting a crystal clear picture on my computer from each camera, and the sound was great. I added the new camera program to my master program. This allowed them to be activated manually, by timer, or by motion--just like the other rooms. 

I tested the system to make sure everything was working like it was supposed to be--and it was. I only had the hallway left to put cameras in. I suppose that would be a waste of time and money, but what the hell, I may as well finish off the whole place--I never know what I might see! I finished with the installation about ten minutes before Jenny got home. I decided to be a good boyfriend and begin dinner. I was standing at the stove when she walked in the door. I had also made sure to switch out her birth control with the fertility pills that I had gotten from Nick.

"Hey hunny," she said innocently enough and acting as if she were surprised by my deciding to cook, "thank you for cooking. Didn't I tell you this morning that I was meeting Amy tonight for dinner?"

We both knew damn well that she hadn't, but I didn't get upset replying, "I don't remember you telling me that. But that's no problem. I can put what I don't eat up for tomorrow. Amy is in town huh?"

Amy was Jenny's college roommate. Let me see if I can figure out how to best describe her. To put say it in 'guy terms,' she's fuckable. But that term is used very broadly. 

At 24 Amy is cute but not until you get to know her. She's got the kind of looks that 'grow on you.' For the first six months I knew her, I didn't give her a second look. But one day I did in fact notice her. Now, I am no fan of 'fat women.' To categorize Amy as a 'fat woman' would technically be an accurate description. Then again it wouldn't be. If all girls are trying to attain an 'hourglass' shape, and I earlier described Jenny as being 'pear' shaped, then Amy would be described as more of an 'apple' shape. She does not have 'fat rolls' (for lack of a better description), that I can tell. She's just short and plump. She is a little shorter than Jenny's at probably 5'4. She has straight, mid-back length, black hair, weighs at least 180 (and I am probably being very conservative), and she wears glasses. She was as white as a ghost, unable to get a tan if her life was depending on it. Though I have never seen them, I would guess her tits to easily be in the DD range and I would bet 100 big ones that they sagged a good deal--just by looking at them through the clothes she wears, though she always tries to dress conservatively enough to try and hide them.

Jenny and Amy had become good friends during the two years they roomed together. The first year they stayed in the dorms. The second year, they lived in an apartment together. The following year, Jenny moved in with me. However, she and Amy remained good friends. When they graduated, Amy moved two hours away after she had gotten hired as a secretary at a church. Apparently, she was back in town to speak to an academic counselor at the college about pursuing a master's degree. 

"Oh, by the way Joe, she needs a place to crash tonight so I told her that she could use our guest bedroom. I told her you wouldn't care. You don't mind do you?" she asked sweetly giving me a kiss on the cheek. 

"Of course I don't mind," I replied. Amy was a really sweet girl and it had been a while since I'd seen her.

"I see you have made some tea. Please be sure to have some left when we get back. You remember she doesn't drink alcohol," Jenny reminded me.

"Yeah, I remember. I'm still trying to figure out how such a Christian girl like her and a drunk like you got to be such good friends," I replied sarcastically, "What about you? Are you going to drink tea too? Or are you going to have your usual concoction by yourself?"

"I'll just drink the tea and, yeah, I sometimes wonder how she and I became such good friends too," she said giggling. Then she added, "We are going to eat dinner at the seafood place. We shouldn't be out any later than 9pm and that's probably a little late. So we may rent a movie off the satellite or something. Amy doesn't like staying out late."

"Fine with me baby," I replied putting as I took the grilled chicken breast off the electrical grill and put it on a piece of bread. I am one sick bastard, I know. But I'm a lucky bastard too. I had a perfect opportunity to test out the cameras I had just gotten which, in turn, would be more I could use against Jenny.

Around 7pm Amy arrived at the apartment. Jenny met her at the door, so all I got was a "Hi Joe" and a hug. They were apparently late. At least, though, with Amy coming to the apartment first, I knew that Jenny wasn't going to swing by Mike's for a quick fuck or something before she went out. But it wouldn't have mattered, really, if she would have. She had already fucked up and she was going to have to pay for that fuck up. She just didn't know it yet. 

As soon as Jenny's car pulled out of the apartment complex parking lot, I went back to the computer and set the timers at 8:30pm, since I didn't know exactly when they would get home. I decided to set the timers for the other rooms at 9pm. Even if they got home at 8:30, it would be at the very least thirty minutes before we made it to the back, and if my plan went down like I wanted it to, it would be even longer. 

After I had the cameras set to come on at the right times, I sat back in my recliner to eat, watch television, have a beer, and think about all the possibilities. I heard them an hour an a half or so later, laughing as they were coming up the stairs. It was 8:47pm by my watch, which was the same as the computer's clock. I had already reset the timers to 8:45 when they didn't get home at 8:30. The cameras were rolling as soon as they walked in the door. 

After I changed the timers, I had gone into the kitchen to put ice (and the drug) in the glasses. I had put the glasses into the freezer to make sure the ice wouldn't melt during the time it took them to get back. 

"Hey baby," Jenny said still laughing, walking into the kitchen to give me a hug. 

"Hey Joe," Amy said following Jenny's hug with one of her own, "Sorry I didn't get to say much when I got here. We were late getting there as it was."

"Ah, no problem Amy," I responded, "It's good to see you--been a long time."

"Yeah, I haven't been back over here in almost a year," she replied taking the now full glass of sweet tea from me. I poured Jenny a glass of tea next and handed it to her. 

"Why don't we all go into the living room so we can get comfortable and visit," I suggested allowing Amy to lead the way. The two girls sat on the couch and I took my place in the recliner.

"So you are going to work on your master's degree soon, Amy?" I asked making conversation.

"Yeah, I plan to get a Masters in Christian Studies. I am working at a church now as a secretary, as you already know," she continued, "But I have since decided that I would like to be more involved in the ministry."

"Oh, well, that's nice," I said nodding my head in response. Jenny said something that I didn't catch, sending the two of them into a chatter session. My mind wondered immediately, as I didn't give a rat's ass about so and so having a baby, etc--women talk. I did notice that Jenny had dressed down for the occasion; I presumed that was to fit in better with Amy. She wore a simple, white, collared, button-down shirt, and blue jeans. Amy, on the other hand, wore khaki pants and a loose fitting, black, flowery-print like blouse. The blouse itself had a V-neck, but she wore a black undershirt under that. 

"Joe," Jenny said bringing me out of my thoughts, "hand me the remote so we can order a movie."

I did as I was told and soon she was scrolling through the movie selections. After a few minutes, they settled on one and after making sure I wanted to watch it too, Jenny pressed the order button.

However, a notice popped up on screen that said because of some kind of technical problem, the movie ordering option would be unavailable for 48 hours.

"Damn!" Jenny said without thinking, "Oh, sorry Amy."

"That's okay. It isn't like I've never heard you curse before and I'm sure it won't be the last," Amy replied laughing. If only she knew what else Jenny had been up to lately, I thought to myself.

"Well, I can just run down to Corner Movie Gallery and rent it," Jenny said jumping up.

"Well, I need to take a shower so I'll just get my bags out of my car and take one while you're gone," she said following Jenny to the door. I couldn't believe my fucking luck. My idea for the night had been thrown a slight curveball—though things were still definitely going well.

"I'll help you with your bags," I said, being the gentleman that I am. I grabbed four bags with the combined weight of what seemed like 9,000 pounds and hauled them up three flights of stairs to the guest room. I felt like I had just had the hell beat out of me. 

"Amy, you've been here before, so I'm sure you remember we only have one bathroom," I said after putting down her luggage. 

"I remember," she said, "Thanks for helping me with my things."

I went back into the living room and sat back down on the couch until I heard the bathroom door close and lock. I quietly moved into my bedroom and sat down at the computer. I punched up the cameras for the bathroom and was immediately watching Amy undress.

She pulled the blouse over her head and hung it on the bathroom's door knob. She had a simple, beige colored bra that looked like it was about to burst from the weight of her tits. She had an enormous amount of cleavage. I wasn't yet sure if it was because her khakis were a size too small or some other reason, but her belly hung just over the tops of her pants, from the sides all the way around to her front--it wasn't too bad, but it was still there. Her pants had a slight sag to them, which did nothing to show off her ass. Her breasts stood up and out until she reached back to unclasped her bra. Almost immediately without the help of the under wire, her tits sagged very noticeably and when her bra cups fell off revealing her tits completely, her nipples were looking straight down. Her breasts were enormous as were her areoles--their color a little lighter shade than brown with little 'nubs' for nipples. 

She hung her bra on the door knob as well and for a few seconds looked at herself in the mirror. She cupped the undersides of both breasts, pushing them up where they would have been if they didn't sag. She looked down at the cleavage it created and then let them go, causing them to bounce heavily back into their natural position. Then she walked over to the shower and turned the water on. She then stood with her back to the toilet, unbuttoned and unzipped her khaki pants, and pushed them and her panties down to almost her knees--she pushed them down and began sitting down on the toilet all in one motion. 

Though it wasn't a good view, I was able to see her black bush. Though she had a lot of pubic hair, I could just make out the top her large slit. It was one of, if not the largest, most prominent slits that I had ever seen and she was sitting down!

Because of the shower running, I couldn't hear when she began or finished pissing--though I really wasn't interested. She stood up from the toilet, holding her pants and panties up with one hand while 'dabbing' herself dry with the other. She then flushed the toilet and took a step away from it before she dropped her clothes to her feet, and stepping out of them. Completely naked, she stepped back in front of the mirror for a second longer to gaze at herself before taking her glasses off to get into the shower.

Though she wasn't anything I would necessarily dream about, like I did of Amber for instance, she was in a way very appealing to me. Her ass and legs were much larger than Jenny's and her stomach pouched out like a small beer belly when looked at from the side, and as I said before, her breasts were really large, 44DD at the very least. She has no tone in her arms (or anywhere for that matter) at all, as evident by their jiggling when she walked.

She stepped into the shower and closed the curtain causing me to switch to one of the six shower cameras. I watched as she soaped a wash cloth and began to clean herself, totally forgetting that Jenny could come in at any moment. 

The living room door opened causing me to nearly have a stroke. I quickly clicked out of the camera program and clicked on the internet (thank goodness for DSL). I clicked on a basketball message board site I was frequently on and acted like nothing in the world was going on. 

"What the hell took you so long," I asked, just noticing that she had been gone for almost 30 minutes. 

"They didn't have the movie at the Corner Gallery, so I had to go to the other side of town to the other movie store," she replied walking up to me, sitting on my lap, wrapping her arms around me, and pulling me in for a long, slow kiss.

"Wow," I said after we broke the kiss, "what's got into you?"

"I don't know. But I am ready to get the movie over with so we can take care of something," she replied saying 'take care of something' as seductively as she could.

I knew then that the drug had begun to work and she was horny as hell.

"Well," I said drawing out the 'Well', "Why don't we just tell Amy that they didn't have the movie. She'll probably be okay with watching a little regular television and going to bed sooner."

"Great idea," Jenny answered as if it was the best fucking idea she had ever heard. I must have put a little too much of the drug in her glass or either she didn't eat as much at the restaurant as she did the other night when Mike and Amber were over because she seemed almost ready to rip my clothes off right then and there regardless of Amy being around. It was like she was drunk with sexual heat. 

The shower went off causing Jenny to jump, as if she hadn't thought about where Amy was during our little conversation. 

"Oh shit, I got to hide the movie," she said acting as if she didn't know what to do. I took the bag from her and put it in my desk drawer. 

"Let's go sit on the couch and wait on her," I suggested. So we did. Fifteen minutes later, Amy walked out into the living room in a blue robe that tied in the front and came down to her knees. Her hair was still wet and without makeup, her face seemed slightly reddish on her cheeks.

"They didn't have the movie at Corner Gallery," Jenny informed her as she walked into the living room. She stopped at the edge of the couch and gazed at the television. I could tell something was up with her. I was curious as to how the drug would affect her. 

"That's okay. I don't feel too well. If it'll be okay with you, I'll just go on to bed," she said seemingly in a tired way. 

"Okay, Amy," I answered her, "Have a good night."

"Night," Jenny said lying her head on my shoulder.

As soon as Amy's bedroom door closed, Jenny jumped up, turned off the television, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to our room. I closed our door on the way in and just as quickly pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her, enveloping her mouth with mine. 

"I love you Joe," she said trying to take my shirt off, but was instead fumbling around, "Damnit I can't get the damn thing off! Take off your clothes Joe!"

I took my shirt and pants off but then started working on her clothes beginning with her blue jeans. I quickly yanked them down, revealing her powder blue panties, which were a nice contrast to her white shirt. I pushed her onto the bed and laid down next to her. 

"What do you want me to do," I asked seductively.

"Joe, I want," she stopped, "I need you to fuck my brains out!"

"Oh really?" I said smiling, "In your ass?"

"NO! Well, you can fuck my ass if you want to. But PLEASE fuck my pussy first!" she pleaded. I began rubbing my fingers across her panty covered snatch. 

"You want me to fuck your pussy?" I taunted her. 

"Yes!" she said almost gasping, pushing her crotch against my hand, her chest heaving, pushing her tits against the fabric of her white blouse which, even though she had on a bra, did nothing to hide her erect nipples. 

I slowly pushed my finger into her snatch, causing the fabric of her panties to go in with it. I pumped my finger in a time or two and then pulled out. The panties, however, stayed inside of her making for a very interesting scene--I hoped like hell that one of my cameras had recorded it. "Please, don't stop," she said after a second. I unbuttoned the first two buttons on her shirt very slowly. Too slowly apparently, because she ripped the shirt down the front, causing buttons to fly everywhere. 

"Joe," she said now sitting up, "Please don't tease me like that!"

I just smiled, pushing her back onto the bed. I pushed her white bra up and sucked her left nipple into my mouth. With my left hand, I moved her panties to the side and plunged two fingers into her soaking wet snatch. 

"Oh that feels so good!" she said almost desperately. I finger fucked her while I sucked her nipples until I was sure she was ready to get off. At the last moment, I stopped and stood up. 

"Joe! What are you doing!" she said shocked that I had stopped what I was doing. I smiled at her without saying a word, dropped my boxer-briefs, climbed between her legs which, by this point, she had pulled her knees back to almost even with her breasts. I pushed the fabric of her panties to the side once again. 

"Is this what you want?" I asked. 

"Yes!" she almost whispered. I sank my dick into her soaking wet cunt as fast and as deeply as I could, "Oh baby, that's what I've needed!"

I pounded her pussy for an entire minute according to the bedside clock. I had my hands on each side of her ass cheeks, pushing her legs back to where her knees were around her ears, fucking her as hard as I could. 

"That's it baby! Oh my God!" she wasn't hollering it, but she definitely wasn't thinking about someone being in the next room, who most definitely could hear her. All of a sudden, though, I stopped pulling all the way out with a plop. My dick was rock hard and totally covered in her juices. I just sat on the edge of the bed looking at her.

"Joe, what the hell are you doing?!?!" she said with more need in her voice than before. 

"How badly do you want it?" I asked looking right at her. 

"Joe, I'll do anything," she said looking away as if to think of something she'll do for me, "You can fuck my ass any way you want too. I'll tell you any story you want. Anything! Please! I have got to get off!" 

I smiled and said, "Anything?"

Without thinking she said, "Anything."

The drug was doing its job. Any sober woman would have seen that trap, but not Jenny. 




Always Watching... Ch. 02



"I want you to do something for me," I said with a lowered voice, then pausing.

"Okay," she said hurriedly, "What damnit?!?"

"First I want you to speak more quietly," she nodded her head that she understood, "Then I want you to pull your bra back down like it's supposed to be," it was still pushed up, "Put on another shirt like the one you have on and button it up--but leave the top three buttons open."

I paused again causing her to reply, "Okay. Is that it?"

"Then, I want you to go into Amy's room and turn the lamp on beside her bed," this got a bewildered look out of her, "Once the light is on, I want you to pull the covers all the way off of her, sit down next to her, and at the same time I want you to kiss her deeply on the lips while you put you hand on her pussy, and ask her to have sex with you."

I really didn't know what to expect. Jenny's eyes widened for a split second and then she asked, "Then you will fuck me until I get off?"

"I definitely will," I answered, "But you must do one more thing. You must get her to ask me to fuck her."

"Okay, and then you will get me off?" she asked again. 

"Yes," I replied still sitting next to her, looking down at her, smiling. 

"Okay, move," she said sitting up to get off the bed. She went over to her closet and picked out another white button down, long sleeved shirt. She buttoned it up, except for the top three buttons. The shirt hung down to mid-thigh--it looked great.

My cock was now as hard as it could get. Jenny looked back at me as she opened our bedroom door and said, "You're going to have to get me off twice."

"Okay," I agreed immediately. I watched from the bedroom door as she walked down the hall to Amy's door. I quickly sat down at the computer and pulled up the screen that showed the cameras in that room.

I heard Jenny's knock, but I couldn't see anything yet--I couldn't afford the night vision shit! That's why Jenny must turn on the lamp. 

"Yeah," Amy could be heard saying in response to the knock. The door opened slowly and Jenny's silhouetted figure slowly opened the door. I was already jacking myself as I watched. "Amy?" Jenny called walking around to the side of the bed. 

"Yes?" she answered. 

"Hold on and let me find a light," Jenny responded. You could hear her bumping around in the dark and then a light came. Amy was sitting up slightly, but the covers were only pulled up to the bottom of her breasts. She was wearing what appeared to be an oversized yellow t-shirt. 

"What is it Jenny?" Amy asked tiredly putting on her glasses. 

"I just need to ask you something," Jenny said before grasping the top of the covers and pulling them completely off the bed, revealing Amy's prone figure. The yellow t-shirt had gotten pulled up under her, exposing her white 'granny' panties. 

"What are you doing?" she asked, though she still wasn't acting like she was anything but tired. 

"I just need to ask you something," Jenny responded again, sitting next to her. She then leaned down and pressed her lips to her best friends. The two girls shared a long, slow kiss as Jenny's right hand pulled the front of Amy's shirt up enough so she could get her hand down the front of Amy's panties. She cupped Amy's pussy, or so it seemed by the bulge in the front of her panties. They continued kissing as Amy opened her legs slightly to allow Jenny to get to her pussy easier.

"I have never touched another woman's pussy before," Jenny said softly. I couldn't believe my eyes. Here was my girlfriend, who would get pissed off at me for even mentioning her being with another woman, palming the pussy of one of her best friends—and it was the second time in the past week. 

I was jacking myself pretty quickly at this point. Even though Amy wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world, she was still a girl, and I had just gotten my girlfriend to ask to fuck her--drug or no drug. On camera it looked legitimate. I kept watching from the computer, wanting to get those two without me anywhere around together before I went in there. "Jenny," Amy said between kisses, "I listened to you and Joe. I don't know why, but I am so turned on!"

Jenny giggled, "Did you like what you heard?"

"I don't know. I've never had sex before. I've definitely never done what we are doing now! But it feels so good," Amy replied.

I wasn't that surprised to find out she was a virgin. It just hadn't occurred to me while planning everything--it was a very nice surprise.

"Sit up so I can get your shirt off," Jenny said breaking another kiss. Amy did as she was told, allowing Jenny to slide her shirt up and off revealing her sagging tits and overweight stomach.

"I'm not as pretty as you are," Amy said seeming a little embarrassed. 

"You are too beautiful," Jenny said before picking up on of Amy's breasts, ducking her head down, and sucking Amy's nipple into her mouth. I watched as my girlfriend sucked her friend's nipple into her mouth. She moved to Amy's right tit, after a few moments, and then back again to the left. Amy rolled her head back and closed her eyes enjoying the first sexual feelings she'd ever had with someone else. After a few minutes, Amy stopped her.

Amy began unbuttoning Jenny's shirt and took it off, leaving them both in only panties. 

"You're breasts are beautiful," Amy said, "They stand up straight and your nipples point upwards."

Amy leaned forward to take one in her mouth. She sucked Jenny's tits for several minutes, during which time Jenny took Amy's left hand and slowly pushed it into her panties, and down to her shaven pussy.

"You shave!?!?" Amy said surprised, "I've never seen a shaven vagina."

"Of course I shave," Jenny replied using Amy's hand to rub her clit with, "Take one finger and do that. Say 'pussy'." 

"Pussy," Amy replied.

I couldn't see it on camera because Jenny still had her panties on, but Jenny had Amy begin fingering her. 

"I don't think you need these anymore," Amy said, now taking more of the initiative. She grasped the wasteband of Jenny's panties and pulled them down her legs and off her feet, throwing them on the floor. 

Jenny was now lying on her back next to Amy, naked, "You are so beautiful naked."

"Thank you," Jenny replied sitting up, pushing Amy on her back and getting in between her legs. Jenny parted her legs enough to get between them, and took down Amy's panties, revealing her bush to Jenny for the first time. 

"We are going to have to take care of that in a little while," Jenny said looking at Amy's pussy. 

"I have never shaved down there before," she replied.

"That's okay," Jenny responded, "There's a first time for everything. 

She said this as she laid down across Amy's body, smashing their bodies together. Amy's huge breasts to spill out either side of her, while it seemed Jenny's were getting lost in them. 

"Open your legs more," Jenny instructed her. She did as she was told, allowing Jenny to spread her pussy lips and center them on Amy's huge, hairy slit. The two women started humping wildly, causing the bed to make a slight rocking noise. 

"This feels so good!" Amy cried out. 

"Tell me to fuck you harder!" Jenny demanded quickly before sucking one of Amy's tits into her mouth. 

"Fuck me Jenny! I love you!" she obeyed.

I was trying to keep from shooting my load all over the computer. I decided that I had all I needed on camera with just those two together when Amy asked Jenny to fuck her.

I clicked out of the camera program (to keep someone from 'waking' the computer and seeing the camera screens). I walked down the hallway and entered the bedroom, sitting on the bed. Amy looked at me and smiled, as she pushed Jenny's head between her deep cleavage. 

"Hey Joe," Amy said breathlessly before looking at my cock. I continued to stroke it. 

"Have you ever seen a cock Amy?" I asked. 

"No," she said still looking at it.

"Do you want to touch it?" I asked. She didn't say anything. She just slowly reached out and grasped it, though lightly. I put my hand around hers and showed her how to jack my cock. I let go and she began doing it on her own. 

"Amy," Jenny said after coming up for air, "Tell Joe to fuck you."

Amy looked down at Jenny, who was still hovering over her tits, and back at me. I smiled hoping to calm any nerves she was having.

"Joe," Amy began, "Please fuck me."

That was all the invitation I needed. Jenny moved to lie next to Amy. I moved between her legs, pushing them back and out. I dipped my finger into her pussy to see if she was wet--she was soaking wet. 

I moved up her body slightly, pushed the head of my cock downward and pushed forward. I knew that she was a virgin, so I pushed slowly at first. Her eyes almost closed as I initially pushed in, but when I came into contact with her hymen, they popped open as if she'd been shot. 

"That's your virginity, Amy," I informed her, "Tell me to take your virginity."

"Joe, please take my virginity," she replied. I pulled back until the head of my cock was almost all the way out, before thrusting forward, slamming through her wall, into the depths of her body that had never before been touched. She was unbelievably tight and after all the watching and waiting I had done, I was having difficulty controlling my urge to cum. 

"Ohhhh," she said, grimacing. 

"It'll get better hunny," Jenny said comforting her, before reaching between us to play with Amy's clit. With me in her pussy, and Jenny playing with her clit and sucking on her tits, Amy began to push back. Several minutes later, she pulled me down onto her, wrapped her arms and legs around me, and came as hard as anyone I had ever seen.

I too was on the brink but knew I needed to wait. So I pulled out. My cock has traces of blood and plenty of girl cum all over it. So I decided that now was as good a time as any to go in her backdoor.

I pushed her legs as far back as they would go comfortably. Jenny knew immediately what I was doing. 

"Amy," Jenny began before I could say anything, "I want you to tell Joe to fuck your asshole." Amy was still huffing and puffing from her orgasm and didn't seem to give a shit, and probably didn't really think about what she was saying. 

"Joe, please fuck my asshole," she said as ordered. I put the head of my cock at her brown-eyed entrance, and pushed forward breaking through her sphincter with my head. Her eyes widened and pain registered across her face and immediately she tried to expel me--causing her muscles tightening around my cock. It felt great. I pushed harder, sliding halfway in. 

"Please, oh," Amy moaned but said nothing else. Jenny had begun playing with her clit again, helping the pain somewhat. I pushed again, this time bottoming out. I held it a few moments and pulled back slowly. Amy's face looked like she was taking a shit. I pulled almost all the way back out before pushing back inward, this time a little faster and with a little more force. I did this a couple of times before I began to really fuck her ass. She wasn't totally used to the intrusion, but it seemed like she was beginning to adjust a little. 

"Play with yourself Jenny," I said looking over at her sitting next to us, "And don't stop until I tell you."

She did as she was told as I continued fucking her friend's ass for at least fifteen more minutes. Some of that I would lie down on her and fuck her slowly. Sometimes I would fuck her hard. But I didn't stop until I was sure she had a facial expression that was something other than sheer pain and anguish. I could edit all of that out as long as I had a good facial expression to use instead.

Finally, I pulled out of her, "Jenny, I want you to eat her pussy until I get through cleaning up. When I get finished, I want you to take her in the bathroom and shave that pussy. Jenny, after I leave the room, I want you to ask Amy if she wants to 69. Amy, I want you ask Jenny to shave your pussy.

They both nodded and as I was leaving the room I heard Amy ask her. Jenny agreed, then ask about 69'ing. I turned back to watch Jenny lie Amy flat on her back. She then straddled Amy's head and sank her shaven pussy onto her best friend's face. Then Jenny laid down across Amy's body, spread her friend's legs, and dipped her own face into Amy's hair, slick, snatch. 

I hurriedly washed crotch. As much as I liked having my dick sucked, unless I am pissed off as hell at Jenny, I don't like making her suck shit off of it--though I guess I had reason to be pissed. After I was washed, I walked back down the hall to the bedroom. They were still slurping away. Jenny seemed to be having a little trouble with all the hair. 

"Okay, girls, you can use the bathroom now," I announced reentering them room. 

"Good! Amy, we must do something about all of this hair!" Jenny exclaimed.

With Amy's hand in hers, Jenny was leading them out of the bedroom door until I stopped them.

"What?" Jenny asked surprised to have been stopped. 

"Amy go get on the bed on back, reach under you, and pull your ass cheeks open," I replied. I looked at Jenny, "Get between her legs."

They both did as they were told. 

"Amy, tell Jenny to eat your ass," I ordered and she did. Jenny, leaned down, thrusting her ass into the air and sank her face into her friend's freshly fucked asshole, pushing her tongue as far into her backdoor as it would go. I climbed on the bed behind her and sank my dick into her pussy, which was on fire. She briefly lifted her head up and made what sounded like a relieved sound before remembering to do what she was told. 

I fucked Jenny pussy from behind for several minutes, while she ate out of her best girlfriend's pussies. Again, I had her on the brink of an orgasm before I pulled out, sinking my cock to the hilt in her asshole. 

"Damnit, Joe, I was almost there," but she fucked back, seemingly to try to get an orgasm from me fucking her ass. There was no doubt she needed to come really badly.

Almost as quickly as I had pulled out of her pussy and sank into her ass, I pulled back out and sank back into her pussy.

"Joe! Fuck!" she nearly screamed. 

"Eat her pussy," I said cutting her off. She immediately dove into Amy's snatch, holding her friend's long lips open with one hand, pressing her face as far in as she could. She continued to buck her hips hoping to get off before I pulled out again. Amy was bucking her hips, determined to get off again. I held Jenny's hips with both hands, pounding her pussy as hard as I could. Then I stopped for a moment, though I didn't pull out. 

"Jenny, I'm going to let you get off. But you must get Amy off before you do," I told her. Jenny immediately began working on her friend's clit, nibbling, biting, sucking, anything that got a response. But Jenny got off first with a cry. 

"OH MY GOODNESS!" she said loudly, "AHHHH!" 

I held her hips firmly, letting her calm down. When she came, she had stopped eating Amy's pussy. 

"Jenny! Don't stop!" Amy pleaded. I rolled Jenny over to the other side of the bed and climbed between Amy's legs. She smiled and opened her legs wide to allow me in, "Will you finish me Joe?"

"Of course I will Amy," I said smiling, sliding my dick in her cunt, "I want you to tell me one more thing before you cum."

"What's that?" she said between breaths, as her orgasm built back up.

"As soon as you cum, I want you to tell me to cum in your ass," I replied.

"Okay," she said now beginning to buck wildly. I fucked her for no more than thirty more seconds before she came in a shattering, mind-numbing orgasm that had her nearly suffocating me. As soon as she could, she looked at me. "Joe, I want you to cum in my ass right now!" she ordered.

I propped up on my arms, pulled out of her ass, put the head of my cock at her backdoor entrance and push in to the hilt.

"Oh god!" she cried, "Just don't stop."

I definitely didn't stop. I finally pushed as deeply as I could, pushing her legs back so far I though they were going to pull out of socket. I held her there with all of my strength, cumming deep in her bowels. I didn't want to cum in her pussy because I didn't want her to get pregnant. She wouldn't remember any of this in the morning. I didn't want a pregnancy to let her know that she had forgotten something.

I fell exhausted onto her, letting her legs go. Several minutes later, I plopped out. I left the girls on the bed and walked back into my bedroom. I opened one of my desk drawers and pulled out two pairs of handcuffs and shackles, a 7 inch strap-on dildo, KY Jelly, and my leather belt.

"Jenny," I said loudly starling her as I walked back into the guest room, "Come stand at the foot of the bed."

She slowly got up and walked gingerly to where I had told her. 

"Hold out your hands," I ordered her. She immediately did as she was told. I cuffed both wrists with the first set of hand cuffs. Then I attached one end of the second set of cuffs around the chain the separated her two wrists. I attached the other end of that pair of cuffs to the metal rail that ran across the top of the foot board, "Back up and bend over."

She started backing up until her arms were fully extended. Then she attempted to bend downward. She couldn't bend far, but it was enough to have her ass sticking out relatively well.

"What are you doing Joe?" she asked worriedly. .

"Amy get up and come stand behind Jenny," I ordered her, not responding to Jenny. Amy did as she was told.

"Joe?" Jenny asked again, now figuring out that she was about to get a whipping, "What did I do?"

"I told you not to get off until you got Amy off," I reminded her, "I think it's only fair that she punish you. I want you to ask her to spank you for not eating her out until she got off and that you're sorry for getting off first."

"No! Please don't spank me," she said beginning to cry, "I won't do it again. I promise."

"Do you want more licks? You are already getting twenty-five licks. Do you want forty?" I asked getting angry.

"No! I'm sorry," she said quickly, "Amy, I'm so sorry for getting off before I got you off. I really enjoy eating you out. I just couldn't stop myself."

I had moved behind Amy during all of this and was running my hand down the crack of her ass. I whispered to her what I wanted her to say.

"I am glad you're sorry," Amy began, "But you must be punished for not obeying. But I am going to take away ten licks. But you must agree to do something for me in just a few minutes and you must do so with a smile and be very willing."

"Okay! I promise. I'll do anything," Jenny replied sniffing.

"Don't forget to count the licks," Amy reminded her as I nodded at her to begin. She swung the belt upward before bringing it down on Jenny's ass causing them to jiggle slightly. A red mark came up almost immediately on Jenny's white ass cheeks. Amy's tits bounced wildly as she did. Even though I had just gotten off a few minutes before, I was getting turned on by the scene unfolding before me. Jenny was handcuffed to her bed naked, while one of her best friends, who was also naked, was whipping her ass with a leather belt—and Jenny was counting the licks.

Amy turned Jenny's pale, white ass cheeks into a fiery, red surface. Jenny was sobbing uncontrollably. I uncuffed her from the bed and had them hug.

"Kiss her Jenny," I continued to spout off orders. They shared a kiss as I put Amy's hands on Jenny's freshly spanked ass cheeks. I made them feel each other up for a few minutes before ordering Jenny back onto the bed. 

I had her lie on her back. I cuffed each hand to the headboard, directly above her head. This caused her arms to be pulled tight against the side of her head, making her tits flatten out—which she didn't like. 

I then got between her legs and pushed them way back, causing her ass to lift off the bed slightly. This drew a protest out of her, but I quieted her with a "shut the hell up" look. I used the shackles to cuff her feet to the headboard as well. They were cuffed at shoulder width. Her pussy and asshole were totally open.




Always Watching... Ch. 02



I helped Amy put the dildo on and helped her onto the bed. 

"Jenny," Amy began, remembering what I told her to say from a while ago, "Ask me to fuck her asshole. Remember to say it like you really want it and smile!"

As I said before, Jenny likes it in the ass as long as it isn't really hard, and as long as it is from behind. She hates taking it when lying on her back. With her legs bent back as far as they were, the dildo would go a lot farther than what she was accustomed to taking. 

"Amy, please fuck my asshole," Jenny said as seductively as she could in the position she was in. She smiled beautifully. I lubed the dildo up with KY and then helped Amy align the head of it with the entrance to Jenny's asshole. She pushed forward, impaling her friend's now well-used asshole on the phallus.

"Oh god!" Jenny cried as Amy continued to slide it deeper. When she had the phallus all the way in, she laid down on top of Jenny and slowly began fucking her. She turned Jenny's face, kissing her hard on the lips before moving her head down to suck on Jenny's rock hard nipples. Amy continued fucking Jenny's ass for several minutes.

I climbed up behind Amy and sank my rock hard cock into her awaiting pussy. I used Amy's body to impale the dildo into Jenny. Amy no longer had control as I fucked her pussy, which in turn drove the dildo hard and deep into Jenny's ass.

"Oh shit!" Jenny sighed. 

"Oh Joe," Amy said now sucking on Jenny's tits furiously, "That feels so good."

We continued like this for a few minutes until I decided to do one more thing. I pulled out of Amy and helped her off the bed. Jenny remained cuffed to the headboard, her asshole remained the size of the width of the dildo that Amy and I had just been ramming into her. 

I released her from the restraints and began massaging her muscles to help get the blood flow back. She was sore all over! Then, with the dildo still attached, I had Amy lie down on her back. I had Jenny get on top of Amy and sink her pussy onto the phallus. This was a nice change for Jenny, thankful the dildo was now in her pussy.

I climbed behind Jenny, spread her ass cheeks, and because it still had plenty of KY Jelly from the dildo, I easily sank my cock into her backdoor. Because of the dildo, it was still relatively tight. I reached around her with both hands, grabbing both tits, using them as leverage to slam my cock as deep into her bowels as I could. The feeling of the dildo going in and out of her pussy drove me towards an orgasm. Jenny had never been so filled. She fucked herself on both phalluses as best she could, bringing herself to another orgasm. 

I immediately pulled out of her once she came. Both girls were exhausted. I had Jenny lie next to Amy. I had Amy give the strap-on to Jenny, who put it on. Amy knew what was coming, straddling Jenny's legs to sink her tight pussy onto a dildo for the first time in her life. I got behind Amy and pushed her forward, exposing her brown hole to me. As Jenny fucked her, I put a little more KY on my cock since Amy was totally dry. I then aimed my head at her tiny puckered hole and slammed forward. 

"Oh shit!" she cried out loud, "I am so filled! I don't know how to explain it!"

She began babbling something. I could make out 'damn' and 'fuck' and 'harder,' but not much else. It wasn't very long before Amy came in a crashing orgasm that had her pushing her arms under Jenny's back and head, squeezing her tightly, forcing Jenny into her enormous chest. I could heard Jenny begging to be let go but Amy didn't let up for a few moments.

Eventually Amy released her, calming down. With the dildo still in her, I continued to fuck her ass, reaching around to roughly squeeze her huge tits.

"Tell me to cum in your ass again!" I demanded, now sweating furiously from exertion. 

"Joe, cum in my ass again! Please!" she begged. Squeezing as much of her breasts as hard as I could, I slammed my cock home one more time, sending my searing hot cum deep into her ass.

I pulled out with a plop and sat at the edge of the bed. Jenny was nearly asleep. Amy was breathing heavily.

"Jenny, are you still awake?" I asked.

"Yes," she said quietly.

"You and Amy go take a shower. I'll be in there in a minute," I replied, "I want you to bathe Amy and she bathe you. When I get in there, I want you both to bathe me. When lovers bathe, they make out and rub on each other. I know you two are tired, but don't forget to play around. Do you two understand?"

"Yes," Jenny replied leading Amy down the hall and into the bathroom. I heard the water begin running and the door close. I walked tiredly down to my computer. The two girls were just stepping into the shower when the camera program came up. 

Amy began by using a soapy wash cloth to bath Jenny's chest. She paid attention to her breasts, causing Jenny to moan slightly. They shared a kiss as Amy ran the soapy cloth between Jenny's legs. She spread them apart, giving Amy as much access as she needed. Jenny put both of her hands on Amy's breasts and began fondling them, pinching her fat nipples. Amy pulled Jenny to her, again kissing her as she ran the cloth down her back and down her ass crack. She then got on her knees to clean Jenny's legs, bringing her eye level with Jenny's slit. For just a moment, nothing happened, as Amy continued washing. But all of a sudden, Jenny grabbed the back of her head and pushed her head between her legs, holding her there.

"Clean it good baby," Jenny moaned.

Instead of cleaning it, Amy brought her hand up and inserted a finger into Jenny's ass. 

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say my finger was in your pussy right now!" Amy said seeming a little upset that Jenny would do that.

"Ouch!" Jenny protested, "Pull it out!"

Amy pulled her finger out and stood back up washing her hand off. Jenny grabbed another wash cloth and soaped it up. Soon she was washing Amy. She lifted one of her breasts with one hand and washed under it with the other, doing the same thing to the other breast.

"Your breasts are huge," Jenny commented.

"Yeah, I know. Joe liked them though," she replied. Jenny kissed Amy on the lips and said nothing as she washed down between her friend's legs and into her slit. She washed around to her asshole and was soon on her knees washing her legs and feet. 

They washed each other's hair and while they were rinsing off, I made my entrance. 

I pulled back the curtain. Amy had her back to Jenny with her head turned to the side. They were kissing while Amy used Jenny's right hand to massage her big tits and her left hand to play with her pussy. 

"Ladies," I said getting in, "I think you two have played enough for one night. They both giggled giving me a kiss on each cheek. They both bathed me as I had instructed. 

We got out and dried each other off and got dressed. Jenny and I stripped the sheets from Amy's bed and put new ones on. Then we all called it a night. 

I hid my cuffs, shackles, and strap-on back in their usual place—my locked desk drawer, under a shit ton of old folders and other papers (it was a deep drawer). I made sure to put the movie Jenny had rented in the DVD player. Then I went in the kitchen and made a daiquiri in the blender. I added a shit load of vodka, poured half a glass of it in one of the glasses Jenny usually drinks out of, and put it on the lamptable. I dumped all but a little of what was left in the blender down the sink. 

The next morning arrived all too soon. I was worn out and felt like shit. Jenny walked around bowlegged, wincing with each step. 

"Joe," she asked groggily, "What did we do last night? I don't have any underwear on!"

"Well," I yawned, still lying in the bed trying to see through the white t-shirt I gave her to dress in the night before, "We watched that movie. You had a few drinks after Amy went to bed early. Then you and I had sex after the movie and then we went to bed."

"I remember Amy going to bed and I remember going to get the movie. The sex explains why I have no bra or panties on," she replied heading for the bathroom. 

"All of that was before you made the daiquiris. I told you were making them too strong, but you told me to shut the hell up. So I did," I replied.

"Oh," she said stopping in the doorway seeming to try to remember, "Sorry about that."

She closed the bathroom door to use the bathroom. 

"Did you fuck my ass?" she asked, coming out of the bathroom a minute or so later.

"Yeah. You asked me to so I did," I replied.

"I must have been fucked up," she replied.

Still dressed only in the white t-shirt, she walked out of the room in the direction of the living room. 

"Damn," I heard her say a few moments later. There was a pause before she walked back into the bedroom, "I made it way too strong! This stuff is wicked! I must have been just totally fucked up."

If she only knew, I thought to myself heading for the bathroom to take a piss. I left the bathroom and put a shirt and some shorts on and headed to the kitchen. There I found Amy and Jenny talking.

"Morning Amy," I greeted her.

"Morning," she replied drinking a cup of coffee. I could tell something was bothering her, "Did you have a good night?"

"I am exhausted. I guess I didn't sleep well," she replied.

"Well, you went to bed early because you didn't feel well," Jenny added.

"I feel okay, I guess," she acted like she was going to say something else but stopped, "But I'm just tired."

And sore, I wanted to add. But there was no way someone that was a virgin was going to know what 'those' sore feelings indicated. To her she was just sore.

"I've got to be going or I'm going to be late," she said a moment later, "Thank you so much for letting me stay here. It was good to see you again."

I helped get her bags back to the car. I wanted to just throw the damn things off the balcony and then pick them up when I got down. But I, again, hauled the fuckers down the stairs and across the parking lot. Jenny decided to call in sick and I was on a mandatory vacation day—I would have lost it if I wouldn't have taken it. 

I was sitting in my recliner when she came walking through. I was watching ESPN and drinking what was left of the tea. She was heading into the kitchen but stopped.

"Joe," she began. 

"Yeah," I replied thinking 'oh shit' but continued to look at the tv.

"Are we ever going to get married?" she asked.

"I hope we are," I replied muting the sound while turning to look at her. It was one helluva time to be talking about marriage. Here she was home from work because her pussy was gaping open and her asshole was as sore as it had ever been! 

"When?" she asked.

"Damn baby, I'm don't have a date," I replied.

She moved around and sat down on the couch, "Can we plan it even though there's no date?"

"Okay," I said after a second of pondering.

"Who are you going to have for groomsmen?" she asked.

"That depends on how many bridesmaids you are going to have," I replied. 

"Well, I have thought about that. I don't have a whole lot of good friends. I've decided to ask Amber, Amy, and Cassie to be bridesmaids and I know it's a little uncommon, but I'm going to ask my mom to be my matron of honor."

"I've never heard of the mother doing that," I replied,

Jenny's mom, Maggie, was 45 years old. She stood at 5'7, 155 pounds, and wavy, shoulder-length, light brown hair. Like Jenny she needed to loose a few pounds here and there, but for the most part, she was just and older version of Jenny. Her breasts were definitely bigger than Jenny's, definitely in the mid-to-upper C range. Her ass was rather large and her stomach was a little larger than she would have liked. It didn't matter what she wore (jeans, pants, scrubs—she worked at a doctor's office), they were always tight across her ass and stomach. 

"You're only going to have four bridesmaids?"

"What's wrong with that?" she asked.

"Nothing's wrong with it. I just assumed you would have more," I replied, "What about Jill?"

She grew up with Jill but had lost touch over the past few years. Jill was 24 years old and much taller than Jenny at 5'9. She was skinny at probably 105 pounds. Her tits look to be A's, with shoulder-length, blonde curly hair.

"I thought about her, but it's been so long since I've talked to her, I decided maybe I wouldn't ask her," she replied. "Hell, Jenny, you two grew up together," I responded, "Besides, I had five guys in mind for groomsmen. If you only have four bridesmaids, how am I going to have five?"

"So do you want me to ask her?" she asked.

"I don't really care," I quickly responded.

"Fine, I'll ask her. I still have her number in my phone. So it won't be a problem," she replied. At almost the same moment, her cell phone rang. It was in the bedroom. She left to answer it and I turned the television back up. After a few minutes I could hear Jenny on the phone speaking loudly telling someone to go 'fuck themselves.'

She stormed back into the room still pissed, "That bitch!" 

"What?!?" I asked half interested.

"My sister is being a bitch like usual," she replied not going any further. A moment later, her phone rang again, "Surprise! It's Becky."

She had always clashed with her step-sister Debbie and her step-mother Becky. Jenny and Debbie were three years apart in age and while growing up they argued like a lot of sisters who are close in age. Instead of taking a more neutral role, more times than not Becky was siding with Debbie. So when they were little girls, Becky punished Jenny constantly. This trend continued through high school and apparently the arguing was never going to stop.

She slammed the phone down after a minute, "Fuck her. I don't care if I never see either one of them again."

Debbie is 22 standing 5'8 or 9, weighs 160 pounds, with straight, black, and shoulder-length hair. She wasn't muscular by any means, but if she and Jenny were ever to tie up in a catfight, my money was definitely on Debbie. She was a little bit chunkier than Jenny, her hips flared more and her breasts were easily D cups. She always dresses down, as if she doesn't know how to dress up. She's most definitely "do-able" but nothing to write home about. 

Becky, on the other hand, was in her mid-forties. She was 5'7, 150 pounds, curly, with shoulder-length hair. Her breasts look to be large C's. She, like Maggie, has a really large ass and likes to pull her jeans or pants up seemingly to her bellybutton. She also has a few extra pounds around her stomach too. Though she isn't as pretty as Maggie, she's definitely not a bad looking woman, who needs to get rid of a pound or two. I would fuck her brains out. But I definitely wouldn't tell Jenny. 

Several days passed without any new events happening. I spent much of my downtime editing and re-editing the video that I had gotten. Another great feature about the camera system I have is all I have to do is freeze the frame and push 'print' and I have myself a regular still-shot photo. I had to go to Office Depot three times for printer ink and photo paper. I also purchased a 500 re-writeable DVD's to have if I needed. I went ahead and made ten copies of what I had already—and I had a lot.

I called Nick Stevens up to see if he knew anyone who could get me a deal on some jewelry. He did, so I got a princess cut, white gold, 2-carat diamond engagement ring for $900. Even I knew that sounded too fucking good to be true. But Nick swore on a stack of bibles that the diamond was authentic. It really didn't make a fuck to me. I didn't care about marrying her. I just needed her to think I did.

The next day, I got home from work after Jenny. She was in the kitchen reading a magazine and drinking a coke. 

"Get dressed. Let's go out to eat," I said walking into the kitchen.

"Okay," she said surprised. 

There was only one place in our town that you would consider calling 'nice.' It was, actually, a really good place to eat and the atmosphere was really relaxed. Their specialties were steaks and seafood, though I believe they are much better at the former. 

"Joe," she said again surprised as we pulled into other restaurant parking lot, "this is a really nice place. I can't believe you thought of this."

"Aw hell, baby, we hardly ever go out," I replied, "There's nothing wrong with going somewhere nice on occasion."

I parked the car and walked around to open the door for her, again surprising her. We walked to the entrance and five minutes later we were seated. It was the middle of the week, so they were slow. 

She ordered bourbon and I decided on a Budweiser. Jazz was playing softly over the sound system helping to drown out what noise was created by the small number of clientele. 

"This is so lovely," she said quietly.

I took a sip of beer and nodded my agreement. The waitress took our orders and twenty minutes later, I was working on a Ribeye. She had chosen the fried shrimp. We ate in silence for fifteen minutes before finishing our meals. 

I wrote a note on a napkin and handed it to the waitress when she came to clear our dishes. 

"What was that all about?" she asked smiling.

"I told her I wanted to speak with the manager," I lied, "My steak wasn't cooked correctly."

"You sure ate it like it was," she said getting a little angry that I would do something like that.

A few minutes later, the waitress brought two champagne glasses and a bottle of their finest champagne. 

"Oh my," Jenny squealed delightfully, "This is so nice."

The waitress poured our glasses, leaving the bottle on the table. I fished the ring box out of my pocket, but held it below the table so she couldn't yet see it. 

"Jenny," I began my little speech, "We have been together for so long. I should have done this a long time ago." 

I then got on a knee, opened the ring box, and asked, "Jenny, will you marry me."

Though I wasn't at the time aware of it, everyone in the restaurant was watching. 

With tears in her eyes, the bitch replied, "Yes."

I put the ring on her finger, stood up, wrapped her in my arms, and gave all the appearances of two people happily getting engaged. The entire fucking restaurant clapped. Hell, some of the fuckers even cheered, like it was a ballgame or something. Hell, if you can 'score' on a girl for seven years, getting engaged is like a career ending injury, and marriage is having to fucking retire—the fun and games are all over with!

We left the restaurant and headed back to the apartment. As soon as we walked in the front door, she was on me like white on rice. She slammed me against the door as soon as I closed it, working on the buttons of my shirt, while kissing me as passionately as she knew how. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought someone slipped some of that drug in her champagne. 

She had chosen to wear a one piece, black cocktail dress. It zipped in the back. It took her all of three seconds to strip out of that, letting it fall in a heap at her feet. She stepped out of it, leaving her in black panties. She pulled me towards the bedroom where she again began kissing me while peeling my pants down my legs, pulling them down all the way to my feet, which put her on her knees, eye level with my stiffening cock, which was making one helluva tent out of my boxer-briefs. She yanked my underwear down and did her best to take my entire cock into her mouth. Normally, she uses her hand to jack me as she sucked. Tonight, however, she held my hips with both hands and began pulling herself onto my cock as quickly and as deeply as she could without gagging. It felt great. 

She did this for a few minutes, before jumping up. She stepped out of her panties, sat on the edge of the bed before lying straight back. Because our bed's height, this position put her pussy in direct line with my cock. I picked her legs up and put them over my shoulders. 




Always Watching... Ch. 03



The next day, I mentioned to Jennifer that I would like to go ahead and set a wedding date and get our plans moving. This was music to her ears, and all she did when she got off of work was to work on wedding plans. 

As it turned out, Jenny planned to have a small get-together with her bridesmaids the following week. She decided to have four bridesmaids, Amber, Amy, Cassie, and her sister Debbie. Her mother was also coming to the get together. They were always close, however I was a little surprised that she would have her sister in the wedding since they hardly ever got along. As it turned out, her mother Margie and sister Debbie, were planning on coming down in two days and would stay until after the little party.

That evening, while Jenny was in the shower, I got Amy's phone number out of Jenny's cell phone directory. I made a copy of the already edited DVD of Amy and her last visit at our apartment and took it down to my vehicle. The next day was Monday so I had to go to work like always. I called Amber and told her that I needed her to clear her schedule after lunch until late that evening. I told her I would pick her up at a local restaurant where she could leave her car. She wanted to know why, but I refused to tell her, simply reminding her that she needed to cooperate. 

I then called Amy and told her that I wanted to drive over to see her and talk about some things. I wanted to surprise Jenny at the get-together and I had some ideas and things to show her, etc. She was more than willing to accommodate my request, commenting on how nice it was that I was trying so hard to make Jenny happy.

I picked Amber up at the restaurant a little after noon and headed for Amy's house, two hours away. During the drive over, I explained to her what I wanted to do and wanted her to do. I pointed to the video camera on the backseat. 

Since I didn't want Amy to know Amber was with me, I had her get in the backseat and lie down when we turned into Amy's neighborhood. Amy lived in a small brick house at the very end of a gravel drive, several hundred yards off the main road. She was in a neighborhood, however it hadn't grown all the way back to her house yet—for sale signs were everywhere in vacant lots on each side of the drive leading to her house. 

I knocked on the door twice before it opened. 

"Hi Joe," Amy said smiling, standing on her tip-toes to greet me with a warm hug. As she hugged me, her large breasts pressed into my lower chest.

"Good to see you Amy," I said as she led me into the house. She had on some blue "scrub" pants and a white t-shirt, both of which were two sizes too big—though the shirt still couldn't contain her huge tits. 

"Would you like something to drink?" she asked moving towards the kitchen before getting my answer. 

"Water would be great," I replied. She got the water as I plopped down on the couch which was in front of what appeared to be about a 27 inch TV and a DVD/VCR combo unit. She brought me a glass of water before sitting down in a chair next to the couch. 

"What do you have to talk about?" she asked very interested, "I'm sure it'll be great whatever you have. I'm surprised you came all the way out here to ask me about it."

"Well, you are one of her best friends and I felt that you should be let in on it before I told her," I replied without letting onto anything, "Does the DVD player work?"

"Actually, the DVD part on that player doesn't work," she replied, "The VCR function does though."

"I put some of the ideas on this DVD. Do you have another one?" I asked.

She hesitated a moment, "Yeah, I have one hooked up in my bedroom. Let's go in there."

As we went down the hallway to the bedroom, I looked to make sure the front door was unlocked so Amber could get inside. As we entered the bedroom, I noticed a tv almost the size as the one in the living room. 

"I'll just go ahead and put it in," I said turning the unit on and placing the DVD in the holder. I grabbed the remote control before backing away to lean against the bed posts, just to the side of Amy, giving her an unobstructed view of the television. 


Amy sat down on the edge of her bed. The TV was on the wall at the foot of her bed. 

"Amy, I want you to watch the DVD until the end and then we'll talk about it," I told her firmly.

"Okay," she replied without noticing. 

I pressed play and the video showed all three of us in the living room at my apartment. It also showed Jenny putting something into two drinks and then Amy and I drinking those drinks—that was a little bit of video doctoring genius on my part!

I watched Amy's face turn ghost white. The video progressed to her asking to fuck Jenny and asking to fuck me. She watched as Jenny told her everything to do (which of course I had told Jenny to do—but that was, incidentally edited out) and she then did it. The DVD finally ended. Though the screen was black, Amy still stared at it without saying a word. 

After a moment I broke the silence, "Amy, I know that's not what you were expecting. But you had to know. Jenny laced our drinks. She raped you and had me rape you, though I didn't know it, and if that wasn't enough, she taped it all! I thought you deserved to know."

She looked up at me before bursting into tears. I sat on the bed next to her and wrapped my arms around her to comfort her. 

"I can't believe that bitch did that!" she said angrily, making it the first time I've ever heard Amy curse, "I can't believe it! I got to report this to the police."

"Amy," I said pushing her back away from me enough to have her look into my eyes, "If you do that, you'll be in all the papers. The people at your work will find out. It'll be a double nightmare for you."

She began crying again, "What do I do!?! I must do something."

"You can. We are!" I replied. 

She looked up at me again, "What?"

"Amy, I want you to help me get her back. But it's going to require you doing some things you may not want to do," I replied.

"I'll do anything to get her back," Amy replied with little conviction in her voice. 

"If you want to get her back you must do what I tell you to do," I replied.

"What?" she asked.

"We are going to do the same thing to her, except we aren't going to be drugged and we aren't going to be so nice about it," I replied.

"You mean you want me to have sex with her again?" Amy replied shocked, "Absolutely not!"

"You won't be having sex with her, Amy," I replied, "You'll be getting even."

"Joe, I will not do that. That's sick," she replied.

"I thought you would say that Amy," I replied shaking my head, "Which is why I'm going to tell you that you have no choice."

"What?" she asked surprised by my tone change. 

"You'll feel a lot better once you get her back. So, I'm not going to give you a choice. You will help me get her back," I replied.

"Joe, I want you to get out of my house right now!" she demanded, voice rising. 

"Listen, Amy," I said calmly, "Listen to me good. If you throw me out of your house, I will mail a copy of another DVD that I edited to look like YOU came onto us to your job and your family. Do you want that?"

"I can't believe you would even think about doing that, much less threaten me with it!" she said crying. 

"Amy, you will do what I tell you to do, when I tell you," I began, "Once we have gotten Jenny back, I will give you the DVD's to destroy. Deal?"

She was speechless.

"Amy? If you don't agree, I will leave and tomorrow everyone you know will have a copy of our DVD. Do you really want that?" 

"Of course not!" she replied angrily.

"Then what will it be?" I asked again.

She looked at me with fire in her eyes, seemingly ready to strangle me, "Fine. I will cooperate with you. But you swear to give me the DVD's after we get her back?"

"I swear Amy," I replied, "But you must acknowledge that I am helping you here. I want your gratitude."

She looked at me still angry, "I appreciate you trying to help me Joe, even if it is the wrong way to do it."

"That's not good enough Amy," I replied, "I hold your very future in the palm of my hand. If I mail those DVD's your life, as you know it, is ruined. I am also giving you an opportunity to get the person that made the DVD's back. You will treat me with respect and you will do whatever I want you to do until this is over."

"'Whatever you want me to do?'" she asked frowning slightly.

"That's right. As thanks to me for helping you get her back and for not mailing off the DVD's, you will do whatever I want you to, whenever I want you to do it," I continued, "I want you to go into your bathroom and fix your face back. Put on a little makeup. When you come out of the bathroom, I want you to stand in front of me."

Several minutes later, the door to the bathroom opened. She exited and came over to stand in front of me. My eyes, from the time she exited the bathroom, walked up and down her body without any attempts to hide that fact. "Wwwhat do you want now?" she asked immediately nervous. 

"Have you ever let a guy touch you before Amy?" I asked as I slowly moved my hand down her arm, sensually.

"Nnnnoo, No," she stuttered slightly. 

"Well, other than on the video, huh?" I corrected her, reminding her that it was indeed her on the DVD we had just watched.

"I don't even remember all of that. I had no control over it," she began defending herself before I cut her off.

"I understand. So, other than that video, you have never had a guy even touch you," I asked again.

"No. I've never had a boyfriend," she replied.

"So is it safe to presume that you have never had a kiss before," I ask standing up, anticipating her answer. She shook her head 'no.'

I put my hand under her chin and lifted her face upwards slightly and planted a firm kiss on her lips. I continued to kiss her, holding the back of her head with my right hand. At first she kept her lips closed, but soon she opened them to allow my tongue to explore her mouth. We kissed for several seconds before I pulled away.

"So, now you've had your first kiss," I said softly.

"Joe, why did you do that?" she asked. Instead of replying, I sat back down on the bed, which put me eye level with her waist. Her over-sized white shirt hung down over the waist of her scrub pants. I lifted her shirt high enough to get to her draw string. 

"I will never do that!" she replied grabbing my hand, pushing it away from her.

"Fine. I'm leaving. When you get to work tomorrow, you should begin packing because by the next day, your bosses will have a copy of the DVD and soon thereafter your family will too," I said standing from the bed. I headed for the door taking the DVD out of the player. I made it all the way to the front door before I heard her call me.

"Joe. Wait!" she said hurrying down the hallway after me. 

"What is it?" I asked opening the door.

"Close the door," she said as if someone might hear our conversation even though the closest house was like 500 yards away, "Please don't leave! Come back in the house."

Without answering, I turned back towards the door and opened it. I hadn't heard the words I wanted to hear.

"FINE!" she said pulling me back in, closing the door just as quickly, "I'll do whatever you want me to do. But when we get her back, that's it and I don't want to see either of you ever again."

"Fine with me," I replied. I reached for her hand and led her back down the hallway to her bedroom.

"I have never done anything before," she began. 

"Actually you have Amy. Not only did you like it, you weren't bad at it," I said correcting her, continuing to remind her, though without actually saying it, of the video.

I sat back down on the bed where I was before. I made sure to stand her in front of me like she had been. Again, I was eye level with her waist. With my left hand, I pushed her white shirt up above her waist enough to pull the draw string on her scrubs, untying them. 

"I can't believe I'm letting you do this," she said almost talking to herself.

"I can stop anytime you want me too," I said moving my hands away from her again, acting like I was about to stand up. 

"No," she replied, "I can't let you ruin my career with that DVD. I've just been accepted to city college's graduate school. If that DVD gets out, I'll have to go into an entirely different field."

"I'm glad you are deciding to cooperate. I really don't want to hurt you like that," I added, "But I need your help and I need to make sure you're going to go through with helping me. This is the only way to make sure of that."

I placed my hands on each side of her waist and rubbed down across her hips, to her knees. I did it again, only this time, I rubbed my hands down across her large ass. Her breathing caught momentarily as I rubbed down towards the backs of her legs, where her legs and ass met. 

"Spread your legs shoulder width apart," I said removing my hands completely from her. She did as she was told. I looked up into her eyes, as I pushed my left hand between her legs. She stopped breathing altogether for several seconds, "This is mine. Do you understand?"

She nodded, but said nothing.

"SAY IT!" I said loudly, "What are you giving me?"

She was silent for a moment before saying, "My vagina is yours."

"I don't care what you call it from now on, but you will never refer to it as a vagina in my presence again, understand?" I said/asked firmly.

"Yes, I understand," she said softly, while continuing to gently massage her through her scrubs. 

"So, what are you going to call it?" I asked smiling, thoroughly enjoying her embarrassment. 

"I'm not sure," she stammered. I increased the pressure between her legs, focusing my efforts to the general area of her clit. It was definitely beginning to have an effect on her, "My pussy?" 

"You can call it that," I replied, "Can I see your pussy?" 

She froze for a few moments upon hearing my question. I continued grinding my fingers in a circular pattern. Her eyes were glazing and she was getting very damp, even though I was still doing all of this through her scrubs.

"Someone is getting excited," I said embarrassing her even more. She blushed deeply, "You haven't answered my question."

"You may see my pussy," she said finally.

I slid both of my hands up her sides and under her white shirt—the shirt came down even with where her scrubs V'ed. I pushed my thumbs into the insides of her pants, hooking her panties at the same time. I looked up, waited until we made eye contact, and slid her blue scrubs and white panties down to her feet. As I leaned down to help her, she steadied herself by holding onto me. She picked up one foot enough so I could remove her pant leg and did the same for the other side—leaving her legs fully exposed. However, the white shirt was covering everything from just above mid-thigh, up. This didn't keep her from being terribly nervous and embarrassed. 

She refused to look up until I practically ordered her too, "Amy, you are a very pretty girl. You have nothing to be ashamed of."

"I've never been naked in front of someone," she replied.

"You aren't naked yet," I said almost immediately, "Your shirt covers everything except your legs."

"I know, but still," she continued, "I don't have any pants on in front of you."

I laughed to myself before continuing, "Amy, I want you to take off your bra without taking your shirt off."

She reached around behind her to unclasp her bra. Then, with her shirt still on, she slid the one strap down her arm and off before doing the same with the other. She handed me the discarded bra. 

Her tits sagged before she took off the bra, but afterwards, even though she still had the shirt on, you could tell they sagged considerably more. She stood there, again looking at the ground. 

"Turn around," I said after a moment of trying to see her tits through her shirt. She did as she was told, more quickly now to comply than before. After a moment of looking at her shirt clad back and ass, "Pull your shirt up to your waist."

She froze completely for the second time. 

"Is there a problem Amy?" I asked trying to seem like I was put out by her hesitation. 

"N n no," she replied. Slowly, she grasped the sides of her shirt and slowly pulled the back of it up to reveal her entire naked ass. She didn't have a huge ass, she simply needed to lose 15 or 20 pounds. 

I placed my hands on her ass cheeks causing her to jump. I rubbed and squeezed her ass, occasionally pulling her cheeks apart. 

"Turn back around and sit on my lap," I said after a few minutes of getting to know her ass cheeks. She did as she was told. I made sure to hold her shirt up enough to allow her bare ass to sit on me. She sat down with her legs tightly together. I put my left hand in her lap and my right around her waist.

"Kiss me," I said pulling her towards me. This time she followed my lead, using a little tongue herself, "You're learning pretty quickly."

We kissed for several minutes.

"Spread your legs," I said breaking the kiss. She did as she was told, but only slightly, "More."

I pushed her right leg outward until her shirt was pulled up easily revealing her bush. 

"I want you to shave your pussy," I said as I rubbed my hand through her bush and then down her slit. Her slit was as long as anyone's that I have ever seen. She was still wet from earlier, "You can take care of that in a little while."

I was soon paying a lot of attention to her clit. Her hips were beginning to move and her breathing was beginning to labor. 

"You like that?" I asked her knowing the answer.

"Yes," she said softly, looking in my direction but not really focusing on me. I watched her eyes as I pushed my finger into her. The walls of her pussy seemed to suck my finger in and she was as tight as anyone I had ever been with. They seemed to widen briefly before becoming unfocused again. I began to finger fuck her more quickly. Her hips pushed back harder and her breathing quickened. Soon, I added another finger though it was a very tight fit.

"Take off your shirt," I said continuing to finger fuck her. Without hesitation, she lifted the shirt up and off. Her nipples looked straight down at the floor—no perk in her breasts at all. For the second time in my life, I was staring at Amy's naked body, "I want you to lie down on the bed."

I pulled my fingers out of her soaking wet snatch to allow her to move onto the bed—they came out with a squishing sound. 

She lied down on the bed on her left side. I lied down on my side with my face even with her stomach. I lifted her right leg up onto my shoulder and pushed my body upwards enough so that I could suck her nipple into my mouth. With my left hand, I sank two fingers back into her wet snatch and begin to finger her as deeply as I could reach—and in this position, that was pretty deep.

It wasn't long before she was moaning her delight, "Please don't stop Joe. That feels so good." I continued fingering her for about five minutes. As I did, I sucked her nipple as best as I could in the position I was in, "That's it. Please, just like that. Just don't stop!" 

I kept this up for about five minutes, her fingernails digging into my shirt covered back. I allowed her to get to the brink of her first orgasm ever, or at least one that she would remember, before pulling out.

"Joe! Why did you stop?!?! Please, just a little more!" she pleaded between breaths. 

"I'll get you there in a few minutes. You still have some things I want you to do to prove that you are willing to do anything for me, no matter what," I replied.

"Well, what is it? I'll go ahead and do it now so you can finish what you were doing," she said sitting up on her elbows, which elevated her upper body off the bed. She didn't seem to care about anything but getting off.




Always Watching... Ch. 03



"The next thing I want you to do involves someone else," I paused and then called in the direction of the bathroom, "Amber."

"What?" Amy said sitting up stunned as Amber walked into the room, "What is she doing here!?!? Did you see all of that?"

"She's been here the whole time and she's seen everything," I said cutting off her stammering, "Come get on the bed Amber."

Amber was dressed in tight-fitting blue jeans and a yellow polo shirt. She wore her hair long. It hung down to mid-back. She did as she was told, getting on the bed next to Amy.

"Lie back Amy and relax," I said next. She did as she was told. I looked back at Amber and said, "Have you ever seen tits as big as Amy's?" 

"No," she replied.

"Touch them," I said after a pause.

She looked at me to see if I was kidding, but decided that I wasn't. Slowly, she moved her right hand onto Amy's right tit and squeezed gently before quickly removing her hand. 

"Oh, so you don't want to act like you want to do what I tell you huh Amber," I said getting a little pissed, "So, instead of touching, you can suck her nipples."

Amber looked like she had been shot, flinching noticeably, eyes widening, "Joe, please don't make me do this."

"Don't make me say it again," I said now really getting upset. She stared at me for a few moments longer before looking at Amy. She then pushed her hair out of the way and held it back as she leaned downward. With her other hand, she picked the bottom of Amy's breast up and closed her mouth around over her nipple, sucking it inward. She sucked slowly at first and then quickened her pace. I allowed this to go on for a moment before I told her to switch nipples. 

Amber sucked Amy's nipples for several more minutes, eventually switching back and forth without my telling her too. By the time I told her to stop, both of Amy's nipples were pointed straight up. Her nipples were huge, almost the size of large pencil erasers.

"Amy, I want you to sit on the edge of the bed," I continued, "Amber I want you to stand in front of her."

They did as they were told, "Now, Amy, I want you to strip Amber like I did you earlier."

They both looked at each other as if they were embarrassed. Amy told Amber to kick off her shoes and soon thereafter she reached for the button on her jeans. She unbuttoned and unzipped them and because they were so tight-fitting, Amy seemed to pull with all her strength before the jeans budged. But they did and soon they, and Amber's red thongs, slid easily down her sexy tanned legs and off. Unlike Amy's shirt, Amber's shirt barely fell below her waist. She stood there in front, shaven pussy and all, totally exposed to Amy. 

"Turn around Amber and show Amy your ass," I ordered next. She slowly turned, showing us her fantastic ass. I almost decided at that moment to stop fucking around, but somehow I held it together, "Amy, feel those unbelievably fine ass cheeks."

Amy slowly squeezed Amber's right cheek before following suit on the left one.

"Pull them apart," I continued, "Amber grab your ankles so we can see your asshole."

I really didn't care if Amy saw it. I wanted to see it again! Amber leaned down to do as I told her, causing her shirt to ride up displaying her red, lacy bra. In the position she was in, both her asshole and slit were on display. Her little puckered brown hole didn't look like it had ever been touched. Her pussy was small too. Unlike Amy, who had a long, fat slit, Amber's was short, almost compact-like.

"That's nice. You can stand back up now. Carry on Amy," I said letting her continue what she was doing before I jumped in. 

"Okay, Amber, sit on my lap," Amy continued. Amber adjusted her shirt, trying to pull it down to cover herself more, but the shirt just wasn't long enough, "Take off your bra and hand it to me."

Amber did as she was told, eventually handing the bra to Amy who threw it on the floor. Amy looked at me as if holding onto hope that I would stop her. But of course I didn't. 

"Open your legs," Amy ordered her, pushing Amber's right leg outward. Amy slowly moved her hand between Amber's legs and began rubbing. I let things progress on their own for about five minutes.

"Is she wet yet Amy?" I asked breaking the silence.

"Yes," she replied.

"Put your finger in her," I then ordered. Amy pushed Amber's leg out a little more before moving her hand down and pushing her finger inward. Soon, Amy was fingering Amber like I had done her a few minutes earlier. It wasn't long before Amber's hips began to move slightly, though it looked like she was trying to fight the feeling, "Taste her."

Amy stopped and looked at me as if she was shocked.

"Is there a problem?" I asked.

"No," she said without a word. Amy removed her finger from Amber's slit and moved it to her mouth. She looked at me hoping that I would stop her, but I definitely didn't. She slowly sucked her finger into her mouth, licking it clean.

"Now kiss her Amber," I continued, "And I me kiss. I don't want one of those quick-kisses."

They both knew what I meant. Leaning forward the two girls kissed, open mouthed. 

"Okay Amy," I said after a few minutes, "You can keep going."

"Take off your shirt," Amy ordered her. Amber lifted the polo shirt over her head and threw it on the floor, baring her tanned, firm body completely. Her breasts were unbelievable and were a great contrast to Amy's. 

"Lie down on the bed," Amy ordered her. I helped Amy get into position. Amber placed her leg up on Amy's shoulder, just as Amy had done earlier. Soon, Amy was finger fucking Amber's twat and sucking on her beautiful nipples. I watched from behind Amy she fingered Amber. I couldn't take it anymore. 

I stripped completely though neither girl was paying any attention to me. Amber's eyes were closed and Amy's face was buried in Amber's chest while she sucked on her nipples. 

I climbed onto the bed behind Amy. Though she was on her side, I pushed my body as close to her as I could get. I then opened her legs enough to put my cock at her slit and then pushed forward. She was as tight as I remembered her and though this wasn't her first time, it was the first time that she knew of. 

I pushed inward easily. She was still soaking wet from earlier. She moaned loudly into Amber's nipple. 

"Don't you dare stop, Amy," Amber hissed. Apparently, I had taken Amy's attentions away from what she was doing to Amber.

I fucked her as hard as I could from that position for several minutes before I pulled out. 

"Keep on fingering Amber," I ordered her getting up and walking into the bathroom. I was careful not to knock the camera over—it was on a tripod in the doorway of the bathroom. I rummaged around for a few minutes in the bathroom cabinets. I found some Vaseline, which would be fine for what I needed it for. I walked back into the bedroom and stood at the side of the bed as I lubed my cock up. I wiped my hands on some clothes that were on the floor and then climbed back on the bed behind Amy.

"Right there Amy! Keep going!" Amber cried getting louder. Amy kept fingering her, oblivious to what I was doing behind her. 

I placed my hand on her ass cheek, pulling it open. I moved as close to her as I could get, positioned my cock at her backdoor entrance, and slowly pushed inward.

"OH GOD!" Amy cried trying to get up and away from me, "Joe! That hurts! Oh god! Please!"

But I held her hips tightly, keeping her from moving too far. 

"Amy! Damnit!" Amber cried frustrated. But Amy wasn't paying any attention to Amber. I kept pushing my cock into her asshole, slowly but surely. The Vaseline was all the lube I needed. Amy kept trying to push me out, which only helped me move deeper into her bowels. It wasn't long before I was all the way in. 

"Amber, play with her clit," I ordered as I slowly began to pull out. With Amy on her side, Amber could easily get to her clit. 

"Joe, please stop moving for just a few seconds!" Amy pleaded. But I continued to pull back at a steady pace. I fucked Amy's ass for several minutes before I made the mistake of looking at Amy's overweight, untoned, and untanned body alongside Amber's very tanned and toned body which almost pushed me over the edge.

I pulled out of her ass after a few minutes of steady fucking. I wiped off on a shirt on the floor before reapplying some Vaseline to my cock. Amy didn't know that I was about to fuck her ass until I was pushing in. Both girls presumed that I was getting ready to fuck her ass some more. 

"Amber, lie on your back and pull your legs back," I ordered. Her eyes got as big and she looked worried. Unlike Amy she knew what was coming. 

"Joe, please don't do that," she pleaded much like Amy had done a few minutes earlier. I pushed her legs back until her knees were nearly even with her shoulders. I put the head of my cock at the entrance to her sexy ass and pushed inward, sinking in much more quickly than I had Amy's. 

"OOOHHH!! That hurts so badly!" She cried, "Please take it out!" 

I pulled out and pushed back in, getting into a rhythm, fucking her hard enough to cause her entire body to bounce. Her tits bounced beautifully. She was so sexy. 

I fucked ass for about ten minutes before pulling out and wiping down again. 

"Amy, eat her pussy," I said while wiping off. 

"Joe! Please! Not that!" she said horrified.

"If I have to ask you again, I'm going to whip you," I growled. 

"That was, uhmm, nice Joe," she said breathlessly.

"I knew you would like it," I replied before looking in the direction of the bathroom calling, 

Amy was stunned. 

"I saw all of it and I am really horny," Amber said getting on the bed, leaning down and kissing Amy firmly on the mouth before she could pull away. 

The three of us had sex for several more hours before we were all exhausted.

After we got cleaned up, we all went into the living room. 

"Amy, do you have any vacation days at work?" I asked.

"I have 14 days," she replied.

"Good. You're going to call into work right now and tell them you have had an emergency and that you will be gone for two weeks," I replied.

"I can't just do that. I have to give them notice and it has to be approved," she countered.

"That's why I told you to tell them it was an emergency. It's a fucking church for crying out loud. They'll let you go," I replied, "You are going to come back with us and you'll stay with Amber for the two weeks."

Amy did as she was told and soon we were headed back to Amber's house. I pulled out of their driveway to head home and as I did, I grabbed my cell phone, punched up the phone book, and called Jenny's step-dad, Tom.