4 comments/ 14411 views/ 5 favorites An Unusual Request By: tulsaliza I had an unusual request made of me at the last Masturbation Club session I attended. I had one of the men that is what I consider a "regular" at the noon sessions of the Masturbation Club ask me if he could lick my pussy juices off of my vibrator after I finished or orgasmed. The man made this request by note, which was handed to me by the guy stationed at the door of the hotel room where this particular noon session was happening. We "sign in" and place our donation just inside of the door of the room and that when the door guy handed me the note. I read it and looked around the room. The man that submitted the request waved at me from across the room. I stood there and thought a minute and decided, why not? I nodded yes to him and then found where I wanted to settle in for my masturbatory indulgence. I have to admit, I was a bit more turned on knowing that I would be handing over my vibrator to this guy to lick and suck my pussy juices when I was done...I think my pussy got a bit more juicy!!!! I know it turned me on a bit more to know that this guy was watching me and patiently waiting for me to orgasm before he would come over and I would hand him my pussy juice covered vibrator. The man was already naked and indulging in some yanking of his own hard cock. I hoped he enjoyed my masturbatory show...I know I was enjoying the whole scenario. I'm calling it an added incentive for this particular session. It didn't take me long to get myself into position and get myself off. I laid there a moment as I withdraw my vibrator which was all covered with my juices. The man took his cue and made his way over to where I was laying. I held up the vibrator to him and then I sat up. He sat down on the floor next to me and began to admire the juice-covered vibrator. He took his time, savoring the odiferous qualities, then ever so slowly he ran his tongue up and down the shaft of my vibrator. I was mesmerized by his deliberate licking and then, the piece de resistance, he then took the vibrator into his mouth just like he was sucking a cock!! I felt my pussy tingle with excitement, this was much hotter than I had anticipated. Nothing turns me on more than a man suck another man's cock. This would be the next best turn on, watching a man suck a cock-like vibrator like it was a real cock. Holy Crap, this was incredibly HOT!!!!! This man took that vibrator and savored it like it was a real cock. I was so turned on, I began fingering my pussy which was already dripping again with excitement. It didn't take me long to start moaning and groaning by my own hand, which only spurred the man on with his licking and sucking of my vibrator. I didn't realize it but, the rest of the room was pretty much mesmerized by the show this man and I were providing. I gasped as I orgasmed and pulled my fingers from my pussy, my fingers dripping with my cum. The man licking and sucking my vibrator clean from my first orgasm stopped and put the vibrator down, then very softly, asked if he could please have the pleasure of cleaning my hand and fingers? I held up my cum soaked fingers of the hand I had used to masturbate myself to a second climax and as though he was handling a piece of china, the guy started kissing my cum soaked fingers. I felt little tingles begin running down to my hot, wet pussy. This was so fabulously erotic AND exciting!!! Maybe because it was so impromptu, whatever it was, I was totally hooked and didn't want to stop until we both, as well as everyone still there had the benefit of every incredible orgasmic pleasure. The guy continued his kissing, then began licking each and every finger of that hand, then he very slowly and seductively began to suck each finger. I took my vibrator from the table he had set it down on and put it back in my pussy, turning it on and began fucking myself with my toy while this guy sucked my fingers. It didn't take long but as the guy let go of my hand, I leaned back on the bed and gave in to yet another orgasm by my toy. I had NEVER indulged myself to two much less three orgasms within an hour's time in my life!!! As I enjoyed the tingling jolts of pleasure from this last orgasm, the guy very quietly asked if he could again, lick and suck my vibrator clean. I nodded for him to go ahead and laid there and watched as he began his cleaning of my toy once again covered in my pussy juices. I enjoyed watching him lick and suck my toy while he yanked on his own hard cock. I was spent and done with my masturbatory indulges for the time being. I was engrossed in watching this man now pleasure and please himself by his own hand. I watched as the head of his cock peaked out of the hand he used to move up and down the rigid shaft. It took about 10 minutes until the guy laid down my now tongue cleaned toy and he gave in to his own orgasmic eruption. I watched as the creamy jism shot out of the eye of his cockmeat and all over his chest and covering his hand. I loved watching his body writhe and spasm as he lightened his grip and eased through the final shudders of his climax. What can I say, this was one of the most unusual requests I've had in a while. Yet, it was one of the most rewarding masturbatory sessions I've enjoyed since joining the Masturbation Club. An Unusual Request Indeed A quick note from the author: This is an old unfinished story that I resurrected over the Christmas break. I'd like to thank readers for their comments and encouragement in 2005, and wish the all the Literotica family a happy and prosperous 2006. Regards Bazzza from down under. * Hi all, I'd like to tell you about what happened to me not too long ago. I suppose we all have a favourite sexual encounter that we like to reminisce about. Well, this is my story, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Before I start on my story, I should tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Mark Caldwell, and I'm just an average guy in my late forties. Like most guys my age, I struggle to keep the love handles under control as I head into my well earned mid life crisis, but have decided to do my best with a reasonable diet, a little exercise and letting my hair turn silvery grey naturally. I'm one of those lucky people who've managed to turn a childhood interest into a career. I've always been interested in photography. Right from the time I got my first Box Brownie camera at twelve years of age, I was looking for the creative and unusual photograph that would turn the heads of my parents and friends. I started my own business early on in the piece, it would never make me rich, but it helped buy us a nice home and put our children through the education of their choice. My wife and soul mate Rachel, had her own career which brought in more dollars than mine, but I never had the problem of not wanting to get out of bed in the mornings like she often did. Rachel was one in a million, she would never win any beauty contests, but to me she was a handsome woman who just got prettier and more desirable with age. She was fair haired, on the tall side with small breasts and a runner's physique. Her legs were long and shapely, and turned dark brown in the summer sun. As a couple, we got on superbly; we talked plenty, disagreed seldom and argued never. After successfully dispatching our two teenage children into the big wide world to make their own way, Rachel and I turned to each other and settled down to a quiet and harmonious life style. Unlike some couples, being on our own after children was simply bliss, we did what we wanted when we wanted, and earned enough financially to do just that. My Rachel was fairly conservative when it came to sex. To her it was a private act, and having anyone else in the house was always a distraction, young children and teenagers especially. Her coming from a strict religious background was part of it I suppose. While I'm no heathen, over the years I've managed to get her to relax and be a bit more open minded about it. In saying that, she's a wonderful lover who likes to please her man, lucky old me of course. And when the time's right, which is quite often, she happily wraps her long legs around my waist and lets me ride her until I'm too tired to continue. A few years back, I brought her a vibrator for a birthday. At first she was sort of disgusted, but then changed her mind after a few trial runs, she's on her third one now. Funny thing is that she only plays with one of her toys when I'm around. She tells me it never occurs to her to do a solo act when I'm not there. I'd like to think that it's because I'm such a stud, but in my heart I know that Rachel's idea of good sex is about two people who love each other. In the early days, I made good money and helped build my business by doing wedding photos. Now, most photographers will agree that weddings are damned hard work. You're completely at the mercy of the weather, disruptive children, frayed hung-over tempers and sometimes unrealistic demands of the bride or groom. And there are some people who just aren't photogenic; you can't make a silk purse from a sow's ear. In saying that, sometimes a wedding take can be one of the most rewarding days of your career, but not often. Weddings also have a detrimental affect on your own social activities and family life. An understanding wife is a must, luckily my Rachel was. But in the last seven years or so, I've managed to build a little niche for myself doing mostly video work for business customers. This includes some low budget promotional work, but my real niche is now in the sports, and health and safety area. This has allowed me to move away from weddings, although I'll still do the occasional one for someone that I know. I ran into Simone and Robert at a local rowing regatta. On the outskirts of our fine city, a long flowing river provides the perfect facility for rowers of all ages. Our schools eagerly promote future rowers from singles up to eights. My part in this was that I was asked by the club to film the boats as they crossed the finishing line, and then the long term plan was to make up a photographic history of the sixty year old club. Now, I'm one of those people that have a great memory for faces, but unfortunately not for names, and I have to admit that it has embarrassed me on more than one occasion. As for Simone and Robert, well I knew that I'd met them previously but couldn't place them. In my strong defence, I've dealt with so many people over time and can't be expected to remember all of them. However, Simone recognised me immediately and promptly reminded me that I'd taken their wedding photos fifteen or so years previous and did a wonderful job. I nodded my head in appreciation and pretended that I remembered. However, as the day wore on, their big day slowly came back to me. It was more Simone's mannerisms than anything else, her bubbly personality and cheeky laugh that eventually stirred my memory. They were an attractive couple, he tall, dark and powerfully wide shouldered. Being a competitive rower herself, Simone too was wide shouldered, but her strong physique complimented her good looks. Her shoulder length curly hair was bleached blonde from long hours in the sun; her skin was the colour of dark copper. Her face was attractive but not beautiful, maybe her face was too angular and her nose a little long, but it was her huge green eyes that were her most redeeming feature. They seemed to sparkle every time she smiled or laughed. Along with a lot of others around that day, I also appreciated her full breasts and great long shapely legs which appeared nicely out of denim cut off shorts. As Simone and Robert were on official duties at the finishing line, I spent a lot of time in their company that day. We became more familiar as time went on and we laughed and generally had a good time as we worked. The evening turned into a social night and I was seated at their table during the meal and later speeches and prize giving. After a thoroughly good day and night, I left for home and family after handing Rob a business card as I normally do. Business networking is sometimes an underestimated tool, but not to me. I ran into them a couple of more times at the rowing club while working on that project, and we always had a good time. It was about ten months later that I got a call from Rob; he had a job that I might be interest in doing for him. So, on a Wednesday night, I drove to their house without the slightest inkling about what was to befall me. We sat around for awhile and chatted aimlessly, Simone sat close to Rob on a leather couch. Her long legs this time were ensconced in tight jeans, but I didn't really take too much notice. I suppose I'd been there for an hour before Rob brought up what I'd been asked around for. He'd just rescued more beers from the fridge and sat down. "So Mark, how broadminded are you?" he asked after taking a sip. It was a strange question really, "Reasonably." I replied. They both smiled and Simone looked up at Rob. "Have you ever done any adult stuff?" he asked. "You mean porn? No, I haven't." I replied honestly and wondering where this was going. "Simone and I want to video ourselves making love. You know; something we can look back at in our advancing years. We've tried to do it with a camera and tripod but it's not good enough. We want better quality with close ups and everything. We've thought about getting someone to film us, and Simone suggested you might be interested." I was sort of stunned into silence. "We'd pay you to do it." Simone added. I scratched my head as I began to come to terms with what was being proposed. "Well, I've never really even thought about doing an adult movie, but it has some obvious difficulties. You would have to have very good lighting which would go against doing it in a dark room. Also, the audio would be a little challenging." Rob continued, "We wouldn't mind doing it in a light room, it'd kind of be fun. If the video was good, we'd put up with the best sound quality that was possible." "The big question is; would you be interested in filming us?" Simone asked. "Yeah, I'd like to give it ago. It'd be a new challenge." I replied without hesitation. "Before we go any further, I just want to let you know that it's only going to be the two of us having sex. You won't be asked to participate." Simone said. "I hope that doesn't change things, but Rob and I have never been unfaithful to each other and never plan to be." I have to admit that I was initially a little disappointed, but only for a few seconds as commonsense soon took over. "That's okay." I replied. "I'm happily married and I don't want to jeopardise my relationship either." They both smiled at my response, it had obviously been a sticking point; they immediately raised another issue. "We need to know that you'll give us all the copies. We don't want any copies out there, especially with the internet." Rob said. "I can understand that, but I'll give you every assurance that you'll get all of the footage that I take." I reassured them. They seemed happy with that and I think the initial embarrassment of broaching the subject had past. "We'd like it to be very sensual." Simone suggested. "It'd be good to capture the seduction and the foreplay. Then the actual doing it bits with close up shots." I began to think on my feet, "What I would suggest is that we capture all of the footage possible; then I can edit out any less desirable parts. What you would be left with is the best of it. I'd give you both the unedited and edited footage on DVD." "Sounds great." Rob suggested. "We've got a video that we both like; it's got a lot of seduction and foreplay. We thought of using it as sort of a guide. We'll let you have it to watch at home; then you can get a bit of a feel for what we're looking for." "Okay, I can do that." I replied. "Is there anything else you can think of?" For the next hour, we discussed a few ideas. While they wanted the results to be romantic, they wanted it to be graphic with close work just like in adult movies. I suggested that I have a think about it for a day or so, and then come back to them with some other ideas. I left soon after with the video they'd given me, I'd have to hide it and watch when Rachel wasn't around. She didn't particularly like having adult movies in the house when the children were at home. Now they'd flown the coop she was less likely to object, but I didn't want to cause a problem if it could be avoided. Not that Rachel was that much of a prude these days, but she didn't like the more recent trends in movies which were all action and little seduction, plus most of them now had anal which she simply detested. Later that night after Rachel had gone to bed; I retired to my downstairs studio and watched the movie. The scene that there were interested in was near the beginning of the tape. A couple arrived home after a night out, after settling down on a couch for a nightcap; then started to make out. It started with a kiss and then progressed to a little foreplay. They were attractive people, probably in their early forties and dressed in formal clothing. As things heated up, dresses were lifted, panties caressed and then seductively removed. There was lots of eye contact and kissing as all the clothing disappeared and then some great oral sex. The actual intercourse was slow and with a lot of feeling. The camera man moved constantly getting good close-ups, especially as they changed positions. Where possible he managed to obtain combined facial and pussy shots throughout the shoot, I stored that away for my own reference. The shoot took its course and ended with the customary cum shot over breasts and then his cock licked clean. I fast forwarded through the rest of the tape before removing it from the VCR and then hid it from Rachel's prying eyes, not she's nosey but she's got a great eye for detail. I then went to bed and spent a restless night thinking about what makes a good blue movie. The thought of seeing Simone without any clothes on didn't actually escape me either. Rob and I spoke the next days just to brainstorm a few ideas, and then agreed on the following Saturday afternoon for a shoot. As Saturday neared, I became quietly excited about the whole thing, even Rachel gave me the raised eyebrows as if to inquire if everything was okay. On the Saturday morning, I began to get worried about my ability to control my urges during the shoot; it would be just a little embarrassing to get an erection. After careful consideration, I locked myself in the shower and stroked my cock while thinking about Simone. It took just a few quick minutes to unload myself into a face cloth and then wash away any incriminating evidence. The deed certainly calmed me down, and I felt a lot more confident about being able to do it without embarrassing myself. Around 2 p.m. on the chosen day, I packed my station wagon with lights and other equipment and headed for Rob and Simone's. Rob came out to meet me and helped me take my gear in, then smiled as he closed the door behind me. "We're both a bit nervous now its time to actually do it." he said. "Simone more than me I think." "He's right about that." came a feminine voice from behind me. I turned and smiled at Simone, "I know how you feel. I've been thinking all day whether I can do this justice. It's a first time for me, and I've got my reputation to think of." "Oh right, your reputation." Simone replied humorously. "I can just read the headlines. Well known local photographer gaffs first porno shoot with local couple. Not to be recommended for this line of work." The three of us laughed. "How about a drink before we start, just a little Dutch courage." Simone suggested. "Just one though, otherwise Rob won't be able to get it up and you won't be able to hold the camera still." "She's a cheeky bitch." Rob countered. "A few drinks in her and she doesn't know what day of the week it is." "Mmmm, he's right, but at least I'm a cheap drunk." she replied before turning and heading for the kitchen. Simone returned with two beers and a glass of red wine. Handing one to me, she sat down on the couch beside Rob and gave one to him. We then sat stupidly in an embarrassed silence. "I've never been so nervous in my life, look how my hand is shaking." Simone said holding out her glass. "It's not too late to back out." I offered. Simone turned to her husband and smiled, "No, we've talked about this for days, and we're both really excited. It's just that having someone seeing me naked and doing naughty things to my beloved here is a nerve racking prospect. But I reckon Rob is just plain horny and can't wait to see the results." They looked lovingly into each others eyes, and I was quite taken with the romanticism of the moment. Simone looked simply stunning, her face was beautifully made up and her hair shiny and full on her shoulders. A simple but stunning white low cut dress hugged the top of her body; the lower part was full and flowing. Her brown legs were visible from the knee down and matching white shoes adorned her feet. Rob was dressed casually in dark jeans, a black and grey polo shirt, and a pair of leather boat shoes. We chatted amicably for a few minutes before Rob suggested that we start. The doors and window were locked and the curtains drawn, the lights were turned up to give the impression of daylight. After checking the light levels, I placed the two portable lights I'd brought in the most desirable positions. The room itself looked good, a modern green lounge suite sat on neutral coloured carpet. A similar coloured throw had been placed on the couch to protect it from whatever may happen during the shoot. The walls were also neutral coloured with contrast from the curtains and plants that were placed around the room. Looking around, I smiled and picked up my camera, everything was as ready as it could be with the room. After checking all was as it should be, I gave them a wink. It was time. The camera was rolling as Rob stood, pulled Simone to her feet and pulled her into his arms. Their kisses were deep and passionate and I moved around them to take in both their expressions. It was a considerable time before his hands moved to her shoulders and slipped her straps down, then reaching behind; he unzipped her dress just a little. Her large breasts puffed upwards as if pleading to be released, the top of a cream coloured bra just hiding her nipples. Rob lowered his face into her cleavage and ran his tongue over her bare skin. She whimpered in response and tilted her head back in pleasure. His hands fell to her buttocks and caressed them through the dress, then slowly lifted the hem of her dress until he could reach bare skin. His hands disappeared under the material lifting it high towards the top of her legs. Simone eased away from Rob as his hand slipped between her thighs. I got down on my knees and bent low to angle the camera under her dress, I got a nice few seconds of her slightly parted brown thighs until he removed his hand and the dress fell to her knees again. Repositioning myself, I then carried on filming. They looked into each others eyes as Simone lifted his shirt over his head revealing a darkly tanned muscled torso and arms. She lowered her lips to his nipples and sucked gently, her bent position allowing him to slide the zip of her dress downwards. Simone's dress slipped down her body as she straightened and stepped out of it as it hit the carpet. I would learn later that they had choreographed the removal of clothes, and would marvel at its erotic simplicity when editing the scene. I took a deep breath at Simone's beauty; her large breasts were still cupped by her bra, her waist curved thinly inwards and then outwards to her hips. Matching cream French knickers sat nicely on her buttocks, from my side view, I could see through a small gap under the material covering her pussy and a glimpse of smooth skin just visible below. Her thighs parted slowly as Robs hand slipped between and caressed the delights under the knickers. Simone's hand moved to the front of Rob's jeans and gently squeezed the large bulge beneath. She kissed him on the lips and then sunk to her knees; her hands unbuckled his jeans and lowered the zip before pulling them down. A pair of black briefs was stretched to their limits with Rob's erection lying sideways underneath. Simone rubbed her face against the silky material, her face looking straight into the lens of the camera for the first time. She smiled mischievously before turning and running her tongue over the length of the bulge for a second or two. Reaching inside, she grasped his cock and released it into the air. It swung proudly as Simone lowered her tongue and teased it gently on the eye. Now; I have to admit that this was a little strange for me. Sure, I'd seen a lot of naked men in the changing rooms at various sporting venues right from when I was at school. But this was the first time that I'd been in close proximity to an erect cock; previously all the ones I'd seen were in a state of comatose unconsciousness. But here and not more that a couple of feet away, stood Rob's erection in all its glory. It was thick with thick veins running up its long and slightly upward curved shaft. A large pink helmet lay atop almost dwarfing the circumference of the shaft below. It appeared a dangerous and mean looking tool, but Simone lowered her lips over the head with loving tenderness and sucked gently. An Unusual Request Indeed "Ohhh." Rob whispered with pleasure as Simone's mouth began to work the first two or three inches. For a while, Simone worked his cock with just her mouth, she reached around and unclipped her bra and let it drop. Her pale breasts were large and firm, and in sharp contrast to the rest of her tan. Lifting her breasts to his cock, she engulfed it in her substantial cleavage; then she took it into her hand, turned her face towards the camera and grinned. "I think he likes this." she suggested before returning her mouth to his cock. It wasn't long before Rob guided his lovely wife towards the couch and eased her onto it. He removed her shoes and then began kissing and nibbling his way upwards. Simone glimpsed over at the camera briefly before closing her eyes and allowing her beautiful thighs to be opened. I got closer as Rob worked his way up her thighs angling the lens to capture both the look on Simone's face and Rob's journey towards those lovely French knickers. She squirmed as his tongue slipped under the lacy material pushing it sideways enough to expose her lips. For a short time, Rob tormented her pussy with kisses and flicks of his tongue, Simone obediently and eagerly lifted her buttocks from the couch as Rob slipped his fingers around the sides of her knickers and eased them downwards. I focused on her pussy as she settled back down on the couch and spread her thighs wide again. A fine line of light coloured curls adorned her pubic area; below her pussy was shaven and smooth. Her lips and clitoris were shiny, pink and wet with excitement. Rob hands stroked her thighs before moving to her pussy, one finger slipped inside her while the thumb of his other hand found her clitoris. I caught the contorted look of pleasure on Simone's face as the pleasure flowed through her. Rob worked on her with his hands for a while before lowering his mouth onto her clitoris. Again I moved position closer to Simone to better capture the action, Rob's mouth spreading her lips wide and his tongue working her towards frenzy. Her face was now thrown wildly backwards on the couch, her once tidy hair now thrown back in abandon. Her big green eyes opened and looked into the camera before floating back to Rob. "Make me cum." she whispered. "Make me cum for the camera." This was a sequence I wanted to get right; I moved my position slightly and panned the camera back a little so that I could capture both Simone's face and Rob's efforts between her wide spread thighs. He now had two fingers inside her and mostly worked her clitoris with his left thumb; every now and then he would lower his face and suckle wet her pussy. Her buttocks lifted from the couch and pushed up against his hands, she squirmed and moaned under his efforts; her eyes were closed and seemingly oblivious of the camera close by. ""Ohhhhhhhh, here I cum." she whispered. "You're gonna make me cum. Ohhhhhh shit, that's so nice." Simone's usually pretty face was distorted as if in pain, her forehead frowning and her eyes squeezed closed as beads of perspiration glowed on her face. Her shaking buttocks were high off the couch as Rob slowly worked her clitoris with three fingers inside her. Slowly she relaxed and lowered herself on the couch; Rob removed his fingers from her and moved forward between her thighs. He shifted the head of his large cock to her pussy and slipped it up and down between her lips, then pushed slowly into her. Simone's mouth opened slightly but no sound emerged as her pussy stretched welcomingly around his shaft. He eased into her with short strokes and was soon in to the hilt. He then withdrew his cock several times giving a good view of her opening before the head of his cock filled it again and again; a loud slurping noise accompanying each withdrawal. Simone kept her thighs spread and her feet on the floor to provide an unobstructed view for the camera. For several minutes, they slowly made love as their hands explored each others bodies. Then Simone looked up at her man. "Let's finish this in the bedroom." she suggested. Rob slipped out of her and stood before her, I kept the camera running as they ventured towards the bedroom. I unfortunately had to stop the proceeding as the light wasn't good enough for filming. It took a few minutes for me to relocate my lights into the bedroom and set them up. Rob helped me as Simone lay on her side on the bed and watched with a smile. "He's no good to me now." she said looking down at his flagging erection. It hung low in the cool air as if in protest being removed from Simone's warm pussy, Rob grinned and took himself in hand, stretching and stroking his cock while looking thoughtfully at his wife. Simone rolled into a sitting position on the bed, "Let me get it hard again before we start filming." Her mouth was soon full of Rob's cock, and within seconds he was ready for action again. My camera was rolling as Simone lay back on the bed and spread her thighs; I focused downwards taking in her pussy, her lips wide and shiny in wetness. As Rob moved over her, Simone reached down and guided his cock into her pussy, her lips buckled inwards as he slid into the hilt in a single push. With her legs spread wide, I was able to get good footage of the action, his cock slick and shiny with her juices sliding noisily in and out of her with long strokes, her pink lips hugging every contour of his shaft. I panned back after a while to concentrate on their faces. On queue, they kissed passionately, their tongues exploring and caressing. When the kiss broke, the look of pleasure on Simone's face as her husband rode her was one of love and excitement. Her eyes swung briefly to the camera, her mouth breaking into a smile before she again closed her eyes. Rob eased her legs high over his shoulders and pushed hard into Simone, she moaned and moved her hands to his buttocks to assist his deep penetration, and only removed them once her point had been made. Moving down the bed I continued filming, Rob's cock had completely disappeared into her, his balls gently smacking against her buttocks. Simone eventually rolled him sideways and managed to clamber on top of him without loosing him inside her. After getting herself in a comfortable position, Simone began riding him, her large breasts swinging wildly until Rob cupped them in both hands. Simone was a woman of great beauty, her face beautiful in concentration, her breasts full and large; her long brown legs seemed to go on for ever. She was no doubt a sensual and a wonderful lover, and I felt just a little jealousy. I also felt the beginnings of my own arousal and fought hard to keep it under control. I continued to film them as they changed positions without me prompting them, Rob took her from behind and then into the spoons position. They again positioned themselves for the camera so that I had clear angles to shoot from. Their bodies now glowed with perspiration; Simone's usually tidy hair was now damp and tangled. Then Simone sat astride Rob and began coaxing him towards the end, she worked diligently until he got close and then quickly swung her body away from his. She quickly took him into her mouth as she lay beside him. Moving to the other side of her, I focused on her busy mouth. I changed my angle slightly so the background caught Robs face. Her mouth hovered over his thick knob, noisily sucking and licking, her right hand was busy stroking his shaft. The shape of his knob was clearly evident as her cheeks bulged whenever she took him into her mouth. Rob's jerking movements below soon indicated that the end was closing in. "Ohhhhhh, get ready, here I cum." he whimpered. Simone lifted her mouth slightly as Rob ejaculated; his cum catching her high on the face and forehead; she waited for the first and second shots and then tilted his cock towards her mouth to catch the rest. I concentrated the camera on her face as Rob's finishing shots flicked onto her waiting tongue, her fast moving hand still encouraging him to empty himself. Her big beautiful eyes turned towards the camera as she pushed his cum out of her mouth with her tongue and dribbled it downwards onto his cock. Then with cum leaking down her face and globules on her chin, Simone smiled for the camera. I held the shot as her smile eventually began to wane and turn into a grimace; her hand moved upwards and wiped her face. "Ewwww, yuk." Simone muttered as she climbed off the bed and ran towards the bathroom. Rob laughed loudly, "Keep filming; don't stop." I followed Simone into the bathroom and found her running water into a facecloth. She turned towards me and grinned before vigorously wiping her face free of cum; she then held her mouth under the tap and gargled a few times. Without warning, she raised her face, turned to me and blew a stream of warm water onto my shirt just missing the camera lens. She then laughed and poked her tongue out at me. "Serves you right, smells like shit, tastes like shit." she said. While Rob and Simone showered, I plugged my camera into a TV and skimmed through what I'd taken. As I thought, the audio wasn't great as the volume varied from loud to indistinguishable depending on the distance the camera mounted mike was from them. But on the positive side, the video was very good, the quality was high and it looked as professional as anything I'd seen on DVD. "Do you guys wanna have a look at this?" I asked as they returned both wearing robes. "It looks real good so far." "Nope, we'll wait until you've finished editing it." Simone replied. "I might chicken out if I look now." Rob and Simone wanted to do two scenes that day, the first a seduction scene ending in a facial which had gone to plan. The next was something they'd planned which had a bit of humour, and would end in a cream pie. I'd been assured that Rob was capable of getting it up again after a short break; he was certainly a better man than me because all I want to do is close my eyes after a good romp. For round thirty minutes or so, we sat around and chatted like old friends over a chilled beer or two. Rob and Simone cuddled into each other on the couch and held hands just like a couple of newly weds. I struggled to keep my eyes off of Simone's legs as the robe moved up her thighs each time she moved, even though I'd already seen everything she had to offer. We briefly discussed the previous take, and they both agreed that they'd got used to the camera being on them, Simone actually admitted that it became a bit of a turn on. The next take was to be outside in their landscaped back patio area at the rear of the house, it was completely private with the exception of one side which faced their neighbour's. Rob had strategically placed three large potted palms and a green tarp behind to provide the privacy they had needed. The props were basic, two sun loungers and one fashion magazine. Simone had appeared in a tiny yellow bikini; against her tanned body she looked stunningly voluptuous, Rob was simply attired in a pair of black briefs. They were soon lying next to each other taking in the late afternoon sun and I began filming. Simone appeared to be entrenched in the magazine as Rob's hand began wandering over her body. Each time it slipped over a breast or tried to slip between her thighs, Simone would quickly remove his hand in annoyance. But Rob was persistent, and each time his hand would return to her beautiful body. In mock irritation, Simone then smacked Rob over the head with the magazine, and I had to grin at their antics when I thought of the number of times I'd got my hand smacked by my wife Rachel for the same crime. Rob's wandering hand then turned to Simone's bikini bottom which was held together by a black bow at the side. He gently pulled one end, and the bow came undone, with a flick of his hand, he eased the small yellow triangle of material to the side and exposed her pussy. A finger slipped down between her lips and found her clitoris; Simone waited a few seconds and then removed his hand and placed it on his own lap. Again Rob was persistent, the offending finger was soon back on her clitoris, this time Simone appeared to be more open to the idea and parted her thighs slightly to accommodate his finger, although her magazine was of more interest. Rob took Simone's hand and placed it over the bulge of his briefs, for a while she did nothing, but then began to stroke and squeeze it as it grew under her touch. Her hand then slipped under the material and released it from its confines. It soon stood high in the air as she stroked it, while all the time she continued to read her magazine. Rob then got off his lounger and slipped down to the foot of Simone's. He eased her downwards and parted her thighs wide on the ground either side of the lounger. Her pussy was slippery with excitement and slightly red from their earlier romp. Rob's face was soon between her thighs, his tongue tormenting her clitoris. He held one leg high giving the camera a perfect view of her parted pussy lips as his tongue flicked up and down. Simone's body was shaking slightly, but her face was still behind the magazine in false disinterest of what was happening down between her parted thighs. After a few minutes, Rob placed the cushion from his lounger at the foot of Simone's and then knelt on it for comfort. He eased her further down the lounger so that her buttocks were balancing on the edge. I zoomed in close as he placed the head of his cock between her pussy lips and moved it up and down to capture some of her lubrication. He then slipped into her opening and pushed inwards, her pussy readily accepted the head with a little slurp, and then with short strokes he worked his way inwards. Again, with one of Simone's legs held high, I had a commanding view of Rob's large cock as it worked her pussy with long slow strokes. Her reddish shiny pussy lips hugging every contour of his girth as it moved backwards and forwards inside her. And all the time, Simone's face lay hidden disinterested behind the magazine. Rob began moving more swiftly inside her, his cock now banging into her buttocks with a resounding slap each time he pushed into her. The sweat began to flow freely over his body as he worked hard, Simone's buttocks now moving with him in encouragement. I had to admire the man's stamina as he should no signs of tiring or giving up. "Ohhh, here I cum again." he sang musically. I zoomed in as Rob removed his cock from her pussy and began to stroke himself furiously; he then placed his cock an inch away from her parted lips. "Holyyyy shit." he exclaimed as his cum fired across onto Simone's still parted lips. He began to fade after three lines of cum decorated her clitoris and her opening below, he then leaned forward and mopped up the mess with his cock as it began oozing downwards. He slipped his cock back inside her easing himself easily up to the hilt with the added lubrication. I continued to film as his cum sodden cock slurped noisily inside her; he then withdrew it rubbing up and down between her lips. As his cock began to shrink, Rob stepped away giving me an unobstructed view of her pussy, his cum now oozing downwards between the cheeks of her glistening and wet buttocks. Suddenly, Simone lowered the magazine and looked straight down between her parted thighs and into the lens of the camera; she smiled and poked her tongue out cheekily before again raising the magazine. I could do nothing but laugh, seconds later were all giggling like school children. Simone's eyes dropped my jeans and smiled. "Sorry about that." she commented. I looked down with some surprise to find my cock erect straining under my underwear; I hadn't even noticed that I'd got an erection. I grimaced in embarrassment, "Don't worry. There's nothing much to see under there. I don't quite measure up to Rob." I was surprised when she leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek, "Thanks for being so good about it. We both really appreciate how you've made the whole thing easy for us." An hour later I was at home and storing the camera safely away in my studio. I smiled at Rachel and replied politely when asked how my afternoon went. I offered no details, the less I said the less I would have to lie. Thinking back, it was the first time that I'd felt uncomfortable about the whole shoot as I didn't lie to Rachel, she knew me too well for that sort of thing. Rachel went out with friends for a little retail therapy the next morning, it gave me the opportunity to start editing Rob and Simone's shoot. I worked diligently and copied the best footage onto my hard drive where I could edit it further with ease. Most of the footage that was omitted was stuff that I'd mucked up and there wasn't all that much really. Just bits like where I hadn't turned the camera off as I moved to different position, or where some of the footage of Rob or Simone wasn't all that complimentary. Being so engrossed in my work, I didn't hear Rachel's car arrive, nor did I hear her enter the house and into the studio and walk up behind me, my computer monitor was in full view of her observant eyes. "Mark Caldwell, what]ever are you up to?" in my ear was the first indication that I might not be alone. I flicked the monitor off and swivelled around in my chair to face my wife. She stood with her hands on her hips and a twitch of a smile on her face. It was time to come clean I realised, and with some trepidation I told her about Rob and Simone and their strange request. I was more than a little worried as I wasn't sure how Rachel would take to this. She listened with some interest as I went through what had transpired, twice I reiterated that there was no participation by myself and I was only there to hold the camera. "Let me see." she requested at the end of my story. Rachel stood beside my chair as I started from the beginning, from the seduction leading to actual sexual activity. "He's got a big one." she commented after a short time leaving me feeling slightly inadequate. Rachel's arm was soon over my shoulder as she leaned against me, her hand running up and down my neck and through my hair. And it was then that I realise that my wife was taking more of an interest than I expected. I slipped my hand between her thighs, my thumb just below her pussy. I gently caressed her thighs and noticed her breathing deepen. Then Rachel surprised me by undoing her jeans and pushing them and her panties down to her knees, my hand slipped upwards between her warm brown thighs. My upright thumb slipped straight inside her sopping pussy causing her to moan, my forefinger in a perfect position to find her clitoris. She squirmed as I molested her pussy and kissed the outside of her thigh from my sitting position. For around thirty seconds, I worked on her until she began to sag at the knees. "Take me into the bedroom and fuck me." she whispered. Now, Rachel's request was a bit of a shock, for I could count the times on one hand that the naughty F word had passed my wife's lips in all the time we've been married. Without waiting for my reply, Rachel pushed her jeans and panties to the floor and stepped out of them, I then watched her pretty white buttocks disappear out of the studio heading for the bedroom. By the time I got there, Rachel was standing beside the bed removing her top and bra. She grinned wickedly as she dropped to the bed and spread her thighs wide. Her finger slipped through her thick triangle of curls and found her clitoris, she watched as I threw my clothes on the floor in record time and climbed onto the bed. I kissed her on the lips as I moved over her body and between her thighs, her hand found my cock and guided it between her welcoming pussy lips. She pushed urgently upwards before I had time to think, and my cock slipped inside her without hindrance. Her legs were immediately around my buttocks urging me onwards, her tongue in my mouth a split second later. An Unusual Request Indeed In all the years we've been wed, this was the most sexually aggressive I'd seen Rachel, not that I was complaining. But usually it took a bit of seductive foreplay to get her this hot. For the next few minutes, I rode my wife with little mercy, her sopping wet and warm pussy gripping my cock like a well worn glove. "We should do this more often." I commented. Rachel smiled up at me, "It's the first time I've ever slept with a pornographer; its quite exciting really." I laughed, but it was the first time that I'd considered that I was a pornographer. I lowered my mouth to her breasts and licked them just how she liked, her body moved confidently and loving under me as I felt the first signs of an orgasm approaching. The excitement of the day before and my loving wife under me was too much, and within seconds I emptied myself inside her as I'd done hundreds of times before, it was just as good as the first time all those years ago. Rachel hugged and kissed me as I relaxed into her arms, then she eased me off complaining it was too hot. She reached into a drawer beside the bed, retrieved a small towel and placed it under her buttocks to catch the mess. Her hand returned to the drawer and rummaged for her strategically placed vibrator, she switched it on and slid quickly down through her curls. "Don't you go to sleep." she warned. "I want you to kiss me all over and watch me cum." I watched as Rachel began to work her clitoris with her pink toy, occasionally she slip it inside her, but it was her clitoris that got the most punishment. Initially, I gently kissed her all over but as she neared orgasm, I kissed and licked her thighs just as she liked. I watched as her buttocks lifted high from the bed and shake as her orgasm flowed through her. Her eyes closed tight, her forehead frowning in concentration as the pleasure rocked her. She was almost silent with the exception of a small lingering moan, her quietness a learned behaviour from having our children under the same roof. I waited until she removed her toy from between her lips, then lowered my tongue and flicked it over her engorged clitoris. She jumped in surprise and then pushed her pussy up into my face for further attention. We later lay in each others arms, both sleepy and content from good sex. "So what would you've done if they'd asked you to join them?" Rachel asked after awhile. "It was never a consideration. It was a condition on both sides that I wouldn't be participating." "But it must been a huge turn on for you." she countered. "Yeah, but I had a wank in the shower before I went." My wife turned to me and grinned, "Very thoughtful of you dear." I looked lovingly at my wife, "I've never been unfaithful to you, never even considered it. I love you too much to do something like that." She grinned cynically, "Well said darling. Just remember that marriage is grand. But a divorce will cost you three hundred grand." We both laughed, but I suspect there was a subliminal message somewhere in that statement. Rachel offered to help me with the editing of Rob and Simone's adventure. After the promise I'd made about confidentiality, I decided to ask them if that was alright. Simone laughed when I told her that I'd got caught and then dragged into bed. She was pleased that I'd reaped some reward for my efforts, and that she was okay with Rachel helping out. It was Rachel that noticed that Simone was holding the fashion magazine upside down during the second take. We both laughed as I'd not picked up on it. We stopped more than once during the editing to partake in some sexual activity, for it turned us both on immensely. It took us a few days before we were both satisfied with the final edited version. While the audio wasn't good, the video would easily rate with some of the best mainstream adult movies. Not because I was great behind the camera, but because Rob and Simone actually loved each other, they were sensual people with nice bodies, and both possessed an incredible and sometimes quirky sense of humour. When I finally rang Rob to tell them that the DVD's were ready for their perusal, they dropped what they were doing and came right on over. I appreciated Simone taking the time to reiterate to Rachel that I'd been a perfect gentleman that afternoon, although I got a little embarrassed when she replied it was only because I'd had a wank before I arrived. Everyone had a laugh at my expense, but I suppose it was better than a divorce. Rob and Simone left a few minutes later with the original disk and two copies of the edited version. We got a complimentary phone call a few hours later giving us a thumbs up, no doubt they'd already had some fun with it. There hasn't been all that many times when I've actually lied or been a little devious in my professional career, but locked in my safe is another copy of the edited version of Rob and Simone's adventure. It's in a safe place and is security coded to limit unauthorised access, and over the following years Rachel and I would slip it into our DVD player in the bedroom and watch it. The results for us were always the same, lots of low down dirty sex. I will always look back on that day as one of the most exciting of my life. While I didn't participate, being there and watching Rob and Simone make each other happy was an incredible experience. I did suggest once to Rachel that I should add adult filming to my business portfolio. She didn't actually say no, but her hand closed tightly around my testicles, and at the time I decided wisely that it may not be such a good idea. So, that's my story, and while its one I'll never forget, it's also unfortunately one that I can never brag about. But I'll be content with the knowledge that it made four people very happy without the slightest hint of a tear or a bad word, and that ain't a bad thing at all.