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Chapter 2
In the Movies
"Do you know that it's been exactly one month since we had
our adventure at the adult theater?"
They sat in the living room, watching a taped movie on
their VCR. Bill had joined a video club and they enjoyed
renting the X-rated films. They watched a couple a week,
and then went to bed and screwed until they were
exhausted.
"Are you thinking about me jacking off a couple of cocks,
again?" Melissa asked, with a flutter of her eyelids for
effect.
Bill smiled, idly rubbed the silky skin of her thigh just
above the smooth curve of her knee, then moving higher on
her sleek thigh, towards her heat and moistness. "Are
you?"
"God, yes!" Melissa writhed as his fingers touched her
panty-covered pubis, "I'm ready to go to that theater
again, any time you are!"
"You liked that little jacking off adventure, didn't you
baby? His soft voice murmured seductively, "And you dig
getting your cunt finger-fucked while you jacked off two
big, hard pricks."
His finger pushed through the silken fabric of her moist
panties at her erect clit. Melissa began to squirm with
delight at the soft fingering of her hot pussy.
"I think we were both really turned on that night. Yes,
I'd like to either do that or some other adventure with
you, again," Melissa purred, "I liked it when I had two
fingers in my pussy and a prick spurting cum in each hand.
Now that was really a turn on for me."
"What I'd also like to do is watch you either finger fuck
another lady, or eat her, of fuck her, or something like
that. You know what I mean, have dirty sex with another
woman while I could watch, just like you watched me jack
off those cocks there in the movie house."
"Well honey, I'd like that too. If we could figure out how
to get another lady for me, or a guy for you. Maybe we
could both watch each other fucking and sucking."
"I don't know whether I'd rather have you watch me, or me
watch you."
"Or, maybe watch each other!"
After a few minutes of silence, Melissa spoke again, "You
know that I do like these screw movies and I like to watch
them with you and then make love, but...our adventure at
the theater was more exciting than these movies."
Bill probed harder at her clit, his finger worming under
the elastic band of her panties, sinking into her wet
cunt.
"Yes, I know. You'd like to see that night on video,
wouldn't you Melissa?"
"Damn right I would. We're just as good, maybe even better
than the turkeys we watch on those tapes. Why don't we
star in our own movies? We could get a camera and take
movies of us at the theater, then watch them whenever we
wanted right here at home.
She squirmed as his plunging finger sent pleasure rippling
down her belly.
"Too dark. Can't take movies there, not enough light for a
video camera."
"Well, damn it, William! That's what I want to do. You're
smart about cameras, can't you figure something out? You
can if you put you mind to work."
She began to grope his cock as his finger worked on her
clit. "But right now, let's get to bed. I want that hard
cock in me, right now!"
In minutes, his feet were digging into the sheets,
stroking his pounding prick into her open cunt. Melissa's
legs locked around the small of his back and her ass
lifted on his down stroke, as she felt the pussy juice run
down the crevice of her shapely ass. Bill pulled her tight
as his cock spurted into her tight pussy. Her cunt milked
the cum from his prick, while she felt her own orgasm
taper off and then slowly stop.
As they drifted into sleep, Melissa felt another small,
quiet orgasm twitch her body as she again thought of
jacking off two cocks, and especially as she thought about
fucking the young movie usher, and not telling Bill about
it as he ate her cunt only a few minutes later. Finally
relaxed and tired, she drifted into sleep.
Two days later, Bill burst into the house, excited about
the package in his arms.
"Wait until you see it." Bill opened the big box to reveal
a color video camera. "I've got a camcorder! I also bought
a tripod, a remote control switch, and an auto-focus, low-
light lens for the camera. You're going to be a star
baby!"
The remainder of the evening was filled with trying out
the camera, the auto focus lens and the portable recorder.
Much giggling from Melissa while the conspirators planned
just where and how they were going to shoot their "epic"
movie, and how they were going to get some of their
friends into the movies without their friends being aware
that they were being filmed.
Bill shot about twenty minutes of Melissa undressing
slowly, lying on the bed and masturbating for the camera,
her soft red tipped fingernails toying with her pink clit
while Bill adjusted and fiddled with the settings on the
camera, occasionally even moving the lights in the
bedroom.
Melissa demanded equal time, playing at being both a
director and a camera man, with Bill holding a copy of
Playboy magazine and jacking off to the centerfold.
Melissa zoomed in as he spurted his cum from his cock onto
the fold-out page, capturing on tape the squirting creamy
juice.
In playback in slow motion later, Melissa was fascinated
to watch the white jets arc out to softly splash and cling
to the slick magazine pages as her husband milked every
drop of cum onto the smiling Bunny.
In bed later, the camera in the closet, lens fixed on the
bed, the overheated couple fucked for the camera,
capturing the action to watch later. Performing for the
camera, made Melissa feel sexy and extroverted, giving
them both a night in bed they would enjoy watching over
and over.
Watching her make love to another man was beginning to be
an obsession with her husband. He dreamed up one scenario
after another that would end with him filming another man
fucking Melissa. Finally, they agreed to invite a few
friends over and see what developed.
The next week flew by, as they tried camera angles and
lighting in the bedroom. Another week and they felt that
they had solved the problems, their camera work was good,
the lighting fine, the finished product of their tests
with the unit was as good as the taped movies they had
rented. They were all set to shoot their big epic movie.
Much planning went into the selection of the guests, with
three couples invited, for a total of eight for dinner
Saturday night. Polly and Harry were from Melissa's
office. Polly was a free talking, very pretty lady with
long black hair and big tits which Bill admitted really
turned him on. Harry was the office manager over Melissa
and although nothing had gone on between them, Melissa
often felt his bold eyes on her tits and ass. His quick
look at her legs when she crossed them indicated he
definitely had an eye for the women, but Melissa could
only guess if he fooled around.
Melissa invited another couple because she noticed the
bulge in the guy's swimsuit when they met at a mutual
friend's pool party. His name was Bill, also, but everyone
called him "Bull" and his live-in girlfriend was Susan.
She was a petit blonde with a wide, sensuous mouth and a
great ass that she loved to swing when she thought a male
was looking, which was often. Melissa's Bill said, "She
looks like she just got out of bed and can't wait to get
back in." Melissa laughed.
Bill invited his old friend, George, and told him to bring
a friend. George, a professional football player who had
injured his knee five years ago, was selling insurance
now. They did not know who George would bring to the
dinner.
Saturday evening, just before the guests were to arrive,
Melissa modeled her outfit for Bill. A new dress of an
expensive gold woven fabric, it was slit from the hem to
the upper thigh. It was a wrap-around that fastened at her
waist with a wide black band and buckle.
When she bent over, the loosely wrapped top fell even more
open and her lovely, creamy breasts were exposed to well
below the nipples.
She wore no panties, and showed Bill how she could flash
her naked cunt at whoever was directly across from her by
sitting demurely with her knees tightly clasped, turning
slightly and letting her thighs open, her slitted skirt
falling away from her thighs, her skirt opened, exposing
her thighs clear up to the crotch. By moving just another
inch or so, Melissa then showed Bill her pussy.
When the guests arrived, Bill served cocktails. Melissa
admired George's date's dress, and gave each of the men a
chance to glimpse her pretty pink nipples as she served
the napkins for the cocktails.
George's date was Betty, a beautiful light-skinned black
woman for England. She had a charming accent and a
magnificent ass, that undulated with each step.
After dinner, the couples relaxed in the living room with
coffee and brandy. Melissa sat across from George,
tantalizing him with flashes of her long slim legs, and
letting the slitted dress part occasionally. George stared
into the darkness of the space between her thighs.
Harry, at her right, was being treated to glimpses of her
full breasts whenever she reached over for her drink. Each
time Harry spoke to her, Melissa leaned slightly toward
him, and she could feel her breasts nudging the wrapped
opening on her blouse, parting the soft material, exposing
her nipples.
Between showing George her thighs and Harry her breasts,
Melissa was getting aroused. She could visualize the size
of Harry's prick by the swelling bulge in his lap as she
watched him dart glances into the dark cleavage of her
full breasts. She enjoyed feeling the power to turn Harry
on, feeling the moisture beginning to gather on the lips
of her naked pussy.
The sensuous blonde housewife decided that she really
liked being looked at and admired sexually, and besides
looking at male buns, really liked looking at the swelling
male lap, wondering about the size and shape of the
masculine organ in hiding.
The dinner party slowly broke into couples, Bill and
Susan, Melissa and George, with Bull talking to Polly.
Heading for the bar to get another brandy, Melissa took
George's hand and pulled him to the bar. "Would you help
a girl George. I need someone to open a new bottle of
brandy, and you look like you'd be good at uncorking and
unscrewing."
"I don't know too much about unscrewing, but I'd be glad
to help," George leered. "I never heard of anyone getting
unscrewed."
"Well if you don't know anything about unscrewing,"
Melissa laughed, "what do you know about?"
"I know about football. I know about insurance. And I do
know you're not wearing any panties. I know that you've
been showing me your pretty pussy all night, and I know
that you're the most desirable lady here tonight. I also
know that if you weren't married, I'd sure give you a
run." George touched her hip, his big black hand lightly
caressing her flared hip through the gold fabric.
Pouring and warming the brandy, Melissa smiled at him,
touching his hand with hers, scratching at the back of his
big black hand with her fingernails while she moved closer
to the big football star, lightly pressing the tips of her
breasts into his thick arm.
"Not only am I not wearing any panties, just so you could
see my pussy, but I'm not wearing any brassiere either.
I'm totally nude underneath this thin material. And all of
it is just for you, George."
The light grazing of her nipples against George's heavily
muscled arm, made Melissa's nipples harden and she felt a
delightful tremor of pleasure in her pussy as she became
more excited by the second.
Melissa placed her ice blue eyes on George's face. "I'm
married George, not dead! Bill and I get along fine, but I
do what I do, and Bill does what he does. We don't own
each other."
Melissa leaned forward, hunching her shoulders slightly,
allowing George free vision of her succulent pink nippled
breasts. "Like to see more of these?" Melissa purred,
moving her shoulders so her full, heavy breasts quivered
and shook with ripples.
"Sure, I'm interested. What do we do about it?" the husky
black growled.
"George, you can have me anytime you want me. Just
whistle."
George pursed his lips and a slow, long whistle emitted
from his mouth.
"Bill", she called out, "George and I are going to talk
about that insurance policy on the house. Do you want to
come along and talk about it now?"
Bill, deep in conversation with Susan waved a negative
gesture. "You two can talk business, I'm busy here," his
eyes devouring Susan. Susan's infectious laughter brought
giggles from the ladies and a chuckle from Bull.
Bill knew where Melissa and George were going as he
watched Melissa lead George down the hallway to the master
bedroom, where the camera was hidden in the closet. The
camera lens peeked out between the clothing hung in the
closet. Focused on the bed and the mirror on the wall.
Before Melissa could close the bedroom door behind them,
George's hands slid up under her skirt. Melissa pulled
away from his hands, "Not so fast, my friend. Just sit
down here on the bed while I close and lock the door."
Melissa slipped the lock. "Now, my friend I've been
showing you what I've got, now it's time to let me see
what you've got. You sit down and let little Melissa do it
all for you."
Positioning the husky black male where the camera was
focused, she sat on the edge of the bed, her heel sliding
to touch the floor switch that turned on the camera.
Melissa reached her fingers to his zipper and drew it
down, the teeth making a soft buzzing sound as she pulled
it down from his belt buckle to his crotch.
Her hand found the opening and reached into the warmth of
his groin, searching for his hardening organ at the
opening of his jockey shorts.
Success! Her fingers touched the cock and drew it from
it's hiding place. Still drooping like a ripe banana, his
thick skinned male organ emerged. It hung, semi-soft,
semi-hard, black shafted with a pinkish, mushroom shaped
knobby head, half hidden with foreskin.
"That feel good, honey?" She asked as she stroked his
heavy foreskin lightly back and forth over the bulbous
knob of his black cock. She knelt between his outstretched
knees and leaned forward into his crotch.
"Better and better," was his husky, low answer. His cock
began to thicken as her hands fondled it lovingly,
touching the silken skin lightly with her fingertips,
tracing the heavy black veins that stood from the
circumference of his mighty rod.
She began milking his black prick from root to tip,
squeezing on the pulling stroke, lightly pushing the skin
back toward his balls on the return caress, until she was
rewarded by a clear drop of honey oozing from the deep
hole on the tip of his pecker, a crystal jewel of
liquid sparkling against the pink blackness of his knob.
"I really like it when a prick starts leaking!" Melissa
murmured with a lascivious lick of her red lips. "I get
turned on something fierce when I get to swallow even
just a little bit of cum!"
She traced the heavy swollen veins standing out from the
stem of his cock with one hand while the other opened the
tie at the side of her blouse, pulling it open to bare her
succulent breasts to him. His black hand covered one,
squeezing and touching the soft flesh, his large, rough
fingers rubbing the erect nipple, coaxing it further.
Her hand now pumped his prick with increasing pressure
squeezing and pulling. The drops welling from the deep
hole in the tip began to pearl and then to run down over
the knobby head. Bending slightly forward, her pink tongue
dipped into his honey, licking it from the smooth skin.
Her palate, rewarded, savored the sticky liquid that
spread to coat her tongue and the inner surface of her
mouth.
Pumping more, Melissa caught another drop and then
touched the opening of his black prick to the pink nipple
of her breast. The nipple sparkled as she coated it with
the honey welling from his cock. She ran her tight fingers
to the base of his cock milking it toward the tip,
squeezing the clear honey out to hang on his glans in a
thick pearl. She bent, squeezing harder, until the
quivering droplet hung, then left the dark knob to descend
slowly to her pink erect nipple.
She pulled his long cock harder, jacking him off, her hand
flew on the thick black root clutched between her grasping
palm.
"George, I've always had this fantasy of sucking off a big
black prick and swallowing the juicy cum. I'm going to
suck all the juice from your prick, and then let it slide
slowly down my throat."
George smiled at the blonde, "Be my guest, Bitch!"
Melissa bent forward, touched her pointed pink tongue to
the honey welling from the slitted hole in his black
prick, wetting the head with her flickering tongue. She
rolled his heavy foreskin out from his groin, gathering it
around the head of his prick in her mouth, forcing her
flickering tongue between the heavy folds of soft skin and
the swollen head.
She delighted in the different taste, the musky savor of
skin between his black soft foreskin and the salty taste
of the honey welling from the head of his cock.
"That's it honey. Suck me. Suck up my juicy cock. Take it
all and suck the cum right out of my balls." His hoarse
voice implored her to more suction, his black hands and
fingers busy milking and squeezing her full breast and
coaching her nipples to stand up hard.
"Uummm," her muffled answer came from deep in her throat,
around the prick in her well-stuffed mouth.
His big black hands cupped her head tenderly, drawing her
face down over the thick black stalk welling milky juices
onto a thick glob of silver honey at the tip of his prick.
Her sensitive tongue could feel the surges in his cock
head as the throbbing increased to a steady beat. Sliding
her mouth farther, engulfing more and more of his prick,
feeling the bulbous head go deeper and deeper until her
nose rested against his belly, cushioned by the wiry black
hair in his groin, the zipper teeth scraping her nostrils.
She hadn't been sure if she could take all of him, but, in
her excited state, it had been easier than she could have
hoped.
She swallowed, her throat gulping, massaging his glans
with her throat, then, tight lipped, she pulled back,
milking his cock with her mouth, savoring the musky juice
coating her oral cavity. Twice more her mouth sucked in
the length of his black prick, deep throating him, when he
started to shudder, his body tensing.
Once more her lips traveled from tip to root, then holding
his surging prick with the hand farthest from the camera
lens, she pulled her lips free and open mouthed, aimed his
prick to the opening, a distance of about five or six
inches.
She jacked and pumped the black rod, turned on by the
thought of the camera catching the juice from his balls
entering her mouth, thinking of the juice spraying out
from the tip of his cock into her ready waiting and eager
mouth.
The first hot squirt spanned the space to splash into her
mouth, a glob of silver musky juice, and she leaned
slightly closer to catch the second spurted offering,
trapping it with her open mouth.
As the squirting black prick spurted less sperm, she
followed with her mouth, closer now to the spitting
squirting end of his cock, until she had captured the last
of the sticky sperm in her open mouth.
Slowly, her lips slid over the pink black knob and she
pulled all of his still pulsing prick into her mouth,
feeling it soften. Melissa's fingers tightened at the base
of his prick, squeezing the thick shaft upwards, her
fingers on top of his rod, thumb underneath as she slowly
squeezed the sticky hot cum from his prick, watching the
pearly sperm form on the clefted black glans.
Her head slowly bent over his cock, as she began to lick
at the sperm with the tip of her tongue, swirling her
pointed pink tongue into the hole. Licking up all of his
sticky silver juice from the tip of his knob, down to his
balls, cleaning off all of the warm wetness, then she
pushed his cock back into her mouth.
Gently sucking at the lump of flesh, savoring the juices
and the feel of the softening satin smooth skin, Melissa
played with his softening cock, catching and holding the
glob of hot sperm, then turning her head slightly to face
the hidden camera, she smiled lasciviously into the lens.
Pulling his cock back, George began to draw it from her
lips, until it fell from her lips with an audible pop.
"Now it's my turn. My turn to suck you off, Melissa." The
husky black male leaned forward, holding Melissa's
shoulders with his big hands as he pulled her forward and
up onto the bed.
"George, I'd rather not, we've been in here so long that
someone will wonder what happened to us, and besides, when
I get a tongue in my pussy, I like to keep it there one
long time."
"To hell with the others!" George growled.
"Well, at least think of my husband out there," Melissa
smiled demurely, eyes cast down, trying to look as
virginal as possible.
"I do have a marriage and a reputation to protect, but I'd
sure take a rain check for some time later, maybe even
later tonight, if this party ever gets livened up like I
hope that it will, especially if you help it along by
sexing it up out there with the other girls."
"You mean you want me to help you turn this party into an
orgy?"
"Now that would be fun, wouldn't it George. How would you
like to fuck one of the girls out there? And which one
would you like to fuck, besides me?"
"Well," his brow furrowed with thought, "I've already
fucked Betty plenty of times, and you would be my next
choice, but I'd like to fuck that sexy little blonde
bitch, Susan, too."
"Then why don't you help me out and let's get sexy out
there with the others until we get a full blown swinging
orgy started."
"I'll do it, let's go get the fucking started."
"Slow down now." Melissa's voice calmed down the big ex-
football player. "We've got to play this cool, letting the
others warm up a little slow if we want to get a real
swinging party started. We might get them all a little
drunk, and relax any inhibitions they may have. Then, when
they are all relaxed and happy, bang, we fuck all of
them!"
George broke into laughter at her light hearted planning,
not really sure if she was kidding him, or really planning
a full blown orgy for the group tonight.
"Are you serious, Melissa?"
"You bet your sexy, black ass I'm serious, do you want to
help out, and fuck Susan, or not?"
"Sure, I'll help. What do you want me to do?"
"Here is what we'll do, as soon as we get around to it,
later this evening, we'll ...
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