My best friend Cathy (an unrepentant flame-haired flirt) has invited herself and Andy over to the flat to sample Marc's fine culinary skills. Nothing wrong with that, is there? My hubby just happens to be a master in the kitchen and, if there's one thing Catherine loves (other than getting her pussy licked by some horny youngster), it's a nice Italian meal. Especially when it's free. That must be why she was so keen to spend the evening Chez Crystal and Marc - excellent food and the chance to show off her new blond toyboy.
I'm sure it was nothing to do with the fact that last night I got a little tipsy on our girls' night out and spilled the beans about the dirty videos Marc and I have been making together.
Cathy wasn't at all shocked by the revelation. In fact, to tell you the truth, she seemed quite turned on by the idea.
"Maybe we should do a porno together," she said, giggling out loud. "Me, you, Andy and Marc. Could be my big break into showbiz. I always KNEW I'd be a star one day." She threw me a silly glamour girl pose - shaking her tumbling red hair from side to side and pouting over her shoulder at me.
I could feel my face flush, as I looked around the bar, convinced everyone was listening in to our conversation. "Oh, yeah," I said, "And I'm going to let a rampant hussy like YOU loose on my husband!"
So, here we are - the four of us - enjoying a "quiet night in" together. The plan is to have a nice meal, drink wine, watch videos and just generally have a bit of a giggle.
Marc is through taking care of the spaghetti. Cat and Andy are sprawled together on the couch.
"Why don't you pick out a video?" I say, refilling Cat's glass with red wine. I nod over at the fifty or so tapes stacked along the wall.
Andy chuckles, "Yeah, Catherine told me what sort of video's YOU're into."
"Andy!" Cat puts a finger to her lips. "Ssssssh!."
I glower down at my redhead pal and then turn to Andy. I can feel my cheeks burning up with embarrassment. "Well, Catherine shouldn't be telling you stuff like that. Not if she wants to keep her best friend."
Catherine grins, sheepishly. "Don't be mad, Crystal. Promise I won't be a bad girl ever again. Do you forgive me, honey?"
I'm already heading towards the kitchen door. "I'll think about it."
Cat arches her eyebrow and smirks. "And where do you think you're off to?"
"I've got a hot date with tye Chef," I say. "You two behave while I'm gone." I turn my back - she may be saying something else - even deaf people can play "selective deafness" when it suits.
In the kitchen, I pinch my husband's cute bum and kiss him on the cheek.
"Try this sauce," he says, as he pours the pasta shells into the pan of bubbling water and adds a little salt to the large pot of bolognese. He's managed to get hold of his mother's secret recipe and the smell is wonderful.
I dip a finger into the warm red liquid and taste it. "Mmmn, delicious," I moan.
"And so are you, naughty girl," he says, as he runs his fingers through my hair and kisses me full on the rosy lips. He grins and gently squeezes my breast through the thin material of my blouse. I immediately feel my nipples harden.
"How about a quickie before dinner, bad boy?" I giggle. I'm only half-joking. I've had three glasses of wine and my inhibitions are already drifting away from me like the steam rising above the cooker.
I shiver as I feel Marc's fingers brush up the inside of my thighs, tickling over the smooth, bare skin. Drawing my miniskirt up with one hand, he uses the other to follow the shape of my pussy through my silky black panties. This feels so nice and I'm soon groaning my approval. Pulling the moist material to one side, Marc slips two fingers into my wetness - moving them slowly in and out. I love how they feel inside me. I'm just getting into the rhythm of this when he pulls those two slippery fingers out of me and sucks them into his mouth.
"Mmmn, delicious," he says, a cheeky grin spreading across his face, as he enjoys my feminine flavour. He turns me around so that I'm facing the window and pushes my tight skirt up over the cheeks of my arse. I'm aware that he's unzipping himself, I lean forward against the sink and thrust my bottom backwards so that he can enter me from behind. He doesn't even bother to pull my knickers down - just pushes the soggy material to one side and easily thrusts his thick cock into me. I can feel it inside me - slipping messily in and out . I squeeze my vaginal muscles tightly around it and push my hand down the front of my panties to rub my clit.
In less than a minute I'm having to muffle my squeels with one hand as I bring myself to a climax with my fingers, while my husband fucks me hard against the kitchen sink.
"Hmmmmn," I groan. "I'm... I'm... I think I'm... oh, God. Yessss!"
I can't help but squeal out loud as Marc grabs hold of both hips, grinds himself hard against my buttocks and ejaculates deep inside me.
While he zips himself back up and begins serving up the spaghetti, I hurriedly sort out my panties and skirt and grab another bottle of wine. My legs are trembling and I can feel Marc's warm sperm trickling between my thighs. My body is flushed and glowing all over and I'm feeling so incredibly horny that I could explode. I wouldn't mind another frantic fuck session, right now on the cold floor or maybe over there on the kitchen table, but I'm starting to worry about our guests. They must be wondering where we've got to.
Sticking the bottle under my arm, I grab two of the steaming plates and follow Marc through to the sitting room, feeling hot and flustered.
As soon as he pushes the door open, all my fears evaporate. My best friend and her young blond lover are far too busy enjoying our home video efforts to be interested in whatever we've been up to in the kitchen. The shaky footage of me thrashing about in the back garden was obviously too much for them and they were unnable to contain themselves any longer. Cat is now on all fours on the carpet, staring at the TV screen with her skirt hiked up around her waist, her pale white buttocks wobbling as Andy furiously hammers his cock into her from behind.
On the video, I'm spead-eagled in the garden - muddy legs thrashing about in the wet grass as I run a black vibrator over my glistening labia and clitoris.
The pair are so engrossed in this brazen image that they haven't even noticed we're back in the room and are now standing, gawping, behind them.
Crassssssh! The bottle of wine drops from beneath my arm and smashes on the carpet. Catherine and Andy slowly turn their shocked faces towards us. The four of us stare at each other in stunned silence.
Eventually, Cat shrugs her shoulders and giggles. "Marc, honey - why don't you show us your new video camera after dinner?."
Less than an hour later, I sit down on my director's stool, switch on the camcorder and bring the viewfinder up to my eye. With very little effort, the four of us have fairly convincingly transformed the spare room into a make-shift hospital bedroom. I had some costumes left over from a fancy dress party, so we've decided to attempt a vague 'doctors and nurses' type plot. Satisfied that everything is in place, I press the record button and shout, "Action!".
Toyboy Andy is wearing a long white surgical coat and has a stethoscope dangling from his neck to indicate that he is playing the 'doctor'. Catherine, meanwhile, is sitting up in the beige armchair before him - her face level with his bulging crotch area. Her fiery hair is concealed under a nurses cap but she has already removed her panties and unfastened her white uniform to reveal those gorgeous plump pink breasts squeezed into her black lace bra. She glances across at Marc who is lying supposedly sleeping beneath a single white sheet on the bed - a hospital name-band clearly visible on his right wrist. My poor hubby is the 'patient' in our little medical drama.
Catherine slowly pulls down Andy's zip and his long thick circumcised penis immediately springs out and just about pokes her in the eye. She grins up at him and then, delicately clasping his balls in her hand, runs the tip of her tongue up the full length of his shaft causing it to glisten enticingly in the artificial light.
Glancing across at me, she grins. I already have my miniskirt hiked up around my waist and my thighs spread open. Using two fingers I gently caress the tender mound of my vulva through my knickers.
"You're terrible, Crystal," says Catherine, shaking her head. "We've not even started and you're gasping for it already."
"Ssssh!" I say. "You're not supposed to talk to the director when the camera's running."
"Oops! I forgot."
"Never mind. Just carry on," I say encouragingly. "We'll make an actress out of you yet, darling."
Reassured by this, Catherine rests the palm of her hand against her grinning boyfriend's hip for support and wraps her lips around the tip of his impressive member. Firmly clasping it with her other hand, she begins to move her head rhythmically back and forth - her lips and tongue moistening Andy's cock as he gently fucks her face.
I sigh out loud and zoom the camera in for an extreme close-up of Catherine running her wet tongue around the ridges of this gorgeous young fellow's huge helmet. Pausing briefly to gaze teasingly up at him, Catherine suddenly sucks the whole thing into her mouth.
"Wow! That looks amazing!" I gasp, as I thrust my free hand deep into my knickers. "Deep Throat meets E.R."
Andy frowns at me, suddenly becoming professional. "Thought we weren't supposed to talk!"
"Don't worry, I'll never hear it anyway!!! But You're quite correct, dear. My mistake," I nod. "Carry on, Doctor!.'
While Catherine kisses and licks and sucks and slobbers over his proud young penis, I scratch my nails through the mound of fine hairs between my thighs. The smooth fabric of my underwear is already slippery with my honey and I can feel my cheeks burning scarlet as the warm tingles of excitement course through my body. I'm really coming alive now. Licking my lips, I push my index finger deep up inside my cunt and press it against the warm fleshy walls.
Andy groans as Catherine moves her mouth back and forth on the head of his glistening prick. He looks like he might cum any second.
"Cut! I want to see some doggy action, NOW!" I command, my fingers slurping about inside my panties. It's so much fun being the director.
Toyboy Andy draws his slippery cock from my best friend's mouth as she clambers round onto her knees and grabs hold of the armchair so he can easily penetrate her from behind. He pushes the starched white uniform right up over her pretty, white arse and Catherine thrusts her moist cunt upwards and backwards, eagerly awaiting his entry. Andy unclips her bra and she wiggles her whole body so that her huge breasts fall from their cups. She squeezes and pulls at each of her dark nipples until they stand out all thick and hard.
I can feel my heart thudding as my fingers slip back and forth over the swollen root of my pleasure. I'm sure I'm going to explode soon.
Through the black and white viewfinder I watch as Andy grips his long penis in one hand and buries it deep in Cat's sex, crushing his body up hard against her buttocks until she moans. "Hmmn!" she sighs, breathlessly.
Giggling, I get to my feet - slowly, so as not to jolt the camera too much - and, with my spare hand, drag my knickers down to my ankles. Stepping out of them, I stand there with my legs spread wide and clutch feverishly at the mound of hair between my thighs. Through the viewfinder I can clearly see Andy's prick - now thoroughly coated in Catherine's love-juices - disappearing and then reappearing as it slides in and out... in and out... in and out.
"Nurse! Better check on your patient," I giggle, glancing over at my poor husband. "I think he really has fallen asleep. Andy - I want you to come over here and lie down for me, honey."
Andy immediately pulls his cock out from Catherine's pussy and she groans unhappily. He shrugs his shoulders, and playfully slaps it against her pale buttocks. "Sorry - director's orders." He shuffles towards me and rolls himself onto his back, his manhood sticking up thick and hard like a well-greased flagpole. Stepping over him, I drop to my knees. With two fingers I part my labia and plunge his full 8 inches deep inside me.
I gasp, and allow my eyes to flicker briefly shut as I enjoy its solidness, then turn the camcorder, which I still have firmly gripped in my right hand, towards Catherine. She is already feasting on my husband's medium-length prick. Marc is, of course, delighted to receive such tender loving care from my best friend. "Thought I was never going to get a shot at you, naughty girl," he says, a huge grin spreading over his face.
"Okay, Catherine. I want you to fuck Marc now," I command.
Cat grins, happily. Clambering up onto the bed, she slowly lowers herself onto my husbands's prick, dropping forward so her tits brush over his hairy chest. I'm on top - and she begins to slide backwards and forwards, grinding her clitty hard against his pubic mound. "Oh, that's really nice," she purrs.
I, meanwhile, am enjoying a similar kind of fun with Cat's muscular toyboy. Andy's cock is much thicker and longer than Marc's and it takes me a little by surprise how different it feels inside me, completely filling me up and stretching the walls of my sex in a most pleasurable way. By now I'm finding it difficult to concentrate on my camera duties, so I deposit the machine on the floor. This leaves my hands free to play with my throbbing clitty and to rub at my breasts as I slowly hump my best pal's boyfriend. He feels so big inside me. "Oh, God." I yelp, clenching my teeth. "I think I'm going to... oh, yeah!"
Through my half-closed eyes I can see Catherine and Marc turning to watch my contorted face as the sparks of pleasure tear from my clit, through my cunt and up my belly to my swollen breasts, like an electrical storm. With one loud squeal of joy, I drop forward onto Andy's chest and feel my juices squirting around his cock as I finally climax. Andy immediately rolls me over onto my back where I lie shuddering and panting for breath. I gasp out loud as he draws his still erect prick out of my hot cunt, and stands above me, wanking furiously.
Seeing a good photo opportunity, Marc grabs the camcorder from the floor as Catherine kneels between my still shaking legs to eat my pussy. She knows exactly what she's doing as she buries her tongue deep into my love-hole, then runs it up between the tender lips towards my throbbing clit. Soon enough I can feel those familiar sensations growing inside me again as she hungrily laps at my cunt.
The sight of this is too much for poor Andy. Within seconds he groans out loud and a shower of warm cum squirts from the tip of his straining cock over my face and into my mouth. I grin and greedily gulp back the milky fluid as Marc thrusts the camcorder into Andy's hand. Catherine is now running the tip of her tongue roughly over my clit and I can feel my third orgasm of the evening rapidly approaching. I run trembling fingers through my best friend's fiery hair and watch as my husband kneels down behind her and slowly guids his cock into her from behind. Catherine sighs and closes her eyes as Marc begins to fuck her doggy style. My throbbing bud - now swollen to bursting point - seems to burn up under the relentless pressure from Cat's expert tongue and I soon cum in yet another shuddering explosion of pleasure.
Pulling his cock out of Catherine's pussy, Marc squirts his jism all over her arse and into the fine hairs of her cunt. Cat still hasn't climaxed so I get her onto her back and use my tongue on her - lapping up my husband's hot milk from her pussy - while Marc sucks on her tits. Within a matter of seconds, Cat is squeeling and shuddering in ecstasy as the orgasm explodes through her.
"Excellent!" chuckles Andy as he looks down at the three of us lying flushed and panting and dripping with sweat, cum and girlie-love.
"I've got an idea for another video," says Marc, breathlessly. Anyone interested?"
Catherine immediately raises a shaky hand and Andy and I grin at each other and nod.
"It's about four young, naked film makers who get lost in the woods. I think I'm going to call it The Bare Snatch Project. Fetch me my razor, Crystal, would you, love?"