Private Video
written by:
Valley Brook

PRIVATE VIDEO

Married for almost 3 years now I was very satisfied with our sex life, especially if it was measured by the orgasms we created for each other. Ben and I favored oral for our foreplay, and it worked for us. Recently he began to suggest he make a video of me giving him head, for posterity. I would generally laugh it off, but he became more persistent over time. Finally I agreed to let him do it, but with the caveat that we would be the only ones to see it.

Without hesitation he agreed to my demand, then playfully chased me around the house. Of course this ended in us having sex, but in a different way then usual. In the hall he caught me and pinned me against the wall. With his knee wedged between my legs, and moving against my pussy, we began to passionately make out. It didn't take long before we were tearing each others clothes off. Hopping up, I wrapped my legs around his hips, grabbed his cock, then slid it's head into my dripping pussy. I was expecting us to break the plaster on the wall, as he rammed me against it. The violent fucking he gave me, really ignited my body. When I felt his first rush of hot cum filling my cavity, I was surprised by the intensity of my orgasm, and how quickly it followed. We collapsed to the floor, completely drained.

The next morning, every time we made eye contact we just smiled at each other. Later when our mutual embarrassment subsided, Ben asked if our sex tape was still on. I felt a rush of warmth go to my cheeks, and knew I was blushing brightly as I nodded in agreement. Crushing his body against mine to seal the deal, he informed me he had spoken to a photographer friend, who agreed to film us. Totally taken aback by his suggestion, I screamed, "NO WAY!" My reaction didn't give him any leeway to negotiate, so he instantly acknowledged that he would tell him "No".

In order to insure that there would be no interruptions, we rented a suite at the Four Season. Hell, this was going to be a one shot deal, and we wanted to get it right. Together we went early to set up the cameras. Having me pose in different places around the room, I was impressed with the precise adjustments he was making with the lighting and angles. I commented that he may no longer be considered an amateur photographer after this.

Of course during this time I had to tease him while posing in my loose tank top. It wasn't difficult since I wasn't wearing a bra, and my frequent waist bends kept him peeking down my top as it fell away from my body. When I thought he was almost finished, I dropped to all fours and crawled to him like a cat. Unbuttoning his pants, I reached in and extracted his hot meat. Looking up at him, I extending my tongue then rubbed my cheek against his thigh. With a frustrated groan, he gently pushed me away, exclaiming that he wanted to save it for our special night. Giving him a passionate kiss, I drove home to get ready to make my entrance.

Sipping champagne as I prepared myself for my performance, I put on sheer loose bottomed lacy black panties, and thigh high stocking. Lifting my arms high, I dropped a black thin strapped silk camisole over my head, then stepped into a faux leather mini that revealed a sliver of my milky thighs, and the lace design of my thigh highs. A pair of 9 inch stilettos accentuated long legs, and finished the "she's easy" look I was going for. Observing myself in the mirror, I felt and looked the part of high priced hooker. I couldn't wait for the reaction I would get when I entered the lobby, but I didn't have to wait that long. The drop of my limo driver's jaw and eye popping stare, confirmed I had achieved the look I was going for.

When I exited the limo at the Four Season, I purposely brushed my breasts across my sexy drivers chest.

Making my entrance from off camera, I went directly to him. Our make out sessions were always passionate, and this was no exception. As I unbuttoned his shirt, my mouth trailed slowly over his chest to his hard flat midsection. When I got to my knees I looked up at him with my big brown eyes into the camera he was holding. Not losing eye contact, I unfastened his belt then lowered his pants. Pressing my cheek against the bulge in his briefs, made me feel so whorish. That's what I was going to be.

Biting his cock through his briefs, I grasped the waist band and removed them. I started at his balls, sucking gently, then worked my mouth and tongue slowly up his shaft. He moaned when I ran the tip of my tongue around his helmet. Next I encircled it with my lips and gave him a hard suck. He thurst his hips, and moaned. I raised my eyes again, gazing directly into the camera.

In our normal sexual encounters I am often unsuccessful when I attempt to deep throat him. I mean, I'm obviously not a pro, and since I can barely get my fingers around the girth of his almost eight inches of meat, it is quite a task. This time I was determined to get his balls to touch my lips.

Continuing to film from a POV angle, I raised my eyes often toward the camera while I took more of his shaft into my mouth. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, he started to thrust his hips and face fuck me. My nipples were protruding through my cotton top, and he reached down to play with my tits. In a hushed voice he directed me to slip my top off. When I slipped the second strap off my top fell, until my nipples stopped it. Ben assisted it's decent then caressed my breasts. With my hands now on his ass I started controlling his thrusts, and slowed him down. Now it was my turn to work him in as deep as I could. His groans and moans in between calling me a whore, cunt and any other slutty term he could think made me feel and want to be one. I was determined to take every inch of him.

By shaking my head slightly from side to side, helped take more and more of him in. Finally I felt I was going to capture all of it, when my nose barely touched the beads of sweat at the base of his cock. With his hand pressing on the back of my head, and another thrust from me, my lips were against his balls. I held it for only a second, then I pulled away gasping and choking. Looking up at the camera with tears streaming from my eyes, I gave him a smile, circled his cock again and took three quarters of him down my throat quickly. His knees shook as he howled like a banshee, while he unloaded his cream.

Greedily I was determined to do it again. Placing my hands on his ass again, I pushed his semi flaccid cock past my gag reflex, and again his balls met my chin. Opening my mouth wide, I looked up at the camera, and licked his balls. His groan of surrender, confirmed that I had pleasured him like a pro and he didn't have much left. Moving my head back slowly, I watched the head of his cock reappear past my lips. Dropping to his knees, he inserted his tongue into my mouth, as we again engaged in a passionate exchange.

Playing to the other cameras I seductively danced around him topless, then stripped my shorts off. As I continued dancing, now completely naked, he took my hand and guided me to the couch. Positioning me with my head hanging over the arm, I didn't know what to expect. Caressing my face, he bent over and gave me a deep kiss. Informing me that there was one more thing he ached for me to do, I told him that I was his whore and he could do whatever he wanted!

With his sticky prick over my face, he reached over to the back of the couch and pulled out a cat and nine tail. I just smiled, and confirmed that I was his. He began by gently whipping my trembling belly with it, then he moved to my breasts. Increasing the intensity, I experienced a new pleasure surging through my body. I moaned, as he concentrated on my breasts and the heat that the slaps of the leather was creating made me scream in frustration. Taking the handle, he guided it over my stomach until he contacted my clit. He instructed me to take it, and put it inside. I don't know where it came from, but I replied with, "Yes Master!" I brought myself to multiple orgasms with the handle deep inside of me while he licked my swollen clitoris.

With my body still trembling, Ben bent my head lower over the arm of the couch, Ordered me to open my mouth, he pushed his cock to the entrance of my throat. Directing me to finger fuck myself, he twisted my nipples, as he pushed his cock down my throat. To my amazement, I accepted it without much resistance. The pace he was fucking my throat increased after each time he pulled out, allowing me to take a breath. I think by the fifth time, his body shuddered before I felt a warm stream of cum moving down my throat. Pulling out, he continued to spurt his load over my face and tits. I have no idea where it all came from, but he rubbed a capacious amount over my body. After showering together, we went to bed. Waking in the morning we were still holding each other.

For a week I had no urge to have sex, since my body was still spent from our video session. The following Friday when I came home from work, he surprised me after diner with a viewing of our film. I was impressed with my performance, and how he edited the POV with other cameras wide angle shots. Also it got our juices flowing again, and created an all night love making session. Saturday we awoke in the early afternoon, and I leisurely started getting ready for a girls night. He was having some of his guy friends over to play pool, so our day was planned.

The girls and I enjoyed going out dancing and flirting about every three weeks . It was a good way to gauge our ability to attract guys. When I came home I was usually horny, and always gave Ben the details of my escapades. Of course he was amply rewarded with a good fuck session, and was especially turned on when I used the guys names I met during our love making. Calling me a whore and slut, seemed to come more easily since our video, and we watched it often before and during our love making sessions. It was a win, win.

It had been about three weeks since our video and the second time I had been out with the girls, but when I came home this time something was different. I always got the "I want to fuck you looks", from Ben's friends, and I would not hesitate to flirt and tease them in order to make Ben hornier before I would usher them out the door so we could fuck. But tonight, like I said it was different. They were quiet, and barely made eye contact with me. At first I couldn't figure out what it was, until I noticed the red light on the CD player.

As I walked toward the CD unit, Ben tried to distract me. I gave him a stern look and he backed off. When I hit the eject button, he started to rush the guys out. Reading the "Our CD" label, there was no question about what caused the discomfort. One of them had already left, which left Chris and Mark. Ordering them to stay, I had to actually chase them to the door before I could get them to return to the Den. Ben at this point looked like a scared kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He started babbling something, but I wasn't listening. I returned to the player, and pushed the CD in.

I was really pissed about the broken trust, and I was conflicted about how to exact my ounce of revenge. Sarcastically I asked why he'd tease his friends with a video, when he could share me with them? Seductively I began sucking my fingers, moving between my hands. Understandably the guys didn't take their eyes off of me, as Ben attempted to talk me out my "Childish" attempt to get even.

Wearing a faux leather mini with a strategic slit, I was already dressed to the nine since it was my girls night out. I didn't have to do much more to present myself as a trollop, but with a translucent top over a sheer bra with lace strategically placed, I looked like the most available trollop in the world.

With a subtle sway of my hips, I went to Chris. Straddling his knee, I placed my forearms on his shoulders, which positioned my breasts in front of his face. As I began to grind against his leg, Chris placed his hands on my hips with his fingers extended just under the open "V" gap in the loose bottom of my top. Feeling increased pressure from his circling thumbs on my firm tummy, made me question what I would do if he continued to move higher. Eliminating that possibility, I got up and moved over to Mark, who was right next to him.

I'm sure I went from the frying pan to the fire when I sat on his lap facing Ben. Instantly feeling his hardness, and I began to grind. Thinking I was in control with all the attention focused on me, Mark surprised me when he placed his hand on my throat and pulled my head to the side. Looking into his blue eyes, I parted my lips instinctively as he placed his mouth on mine. Feeling my body begin to respond, I didn't object when his hand caressed my breast over my top. Panting, I pulled my mouth away. Looking at my husband for some kind of reaction. He was dazed and motionless.

Returning to making out with Mark, I felt Chris's hands start caressing my calf, then move higher to my thigh. With my legs straddling Mark, there was no stopping him from moving higher. Curling his fingers behind my wet thongs, I moaned as he moved them up and down my folds. Attempting to catch my breath, I tensed as I saw my husband moving toward us. Gasping for breath, I pulled Chris's hands away, and stood quickly attempting to catch my breath.

Almost squealing an apology for wrongly initiating the interlude, Chris and Mark looked exasperated sprawled on the couch. Ben took me in his arms, and drove his tongue into my mouth. Enjoying the safety of his arms, and passionate kissing we were displaying in front of the guys, I felt comfortable. Reaching out for a full glass of champagne that he must have filled during my interlude with Chris and Mark, he handed it to me. I instantly downed half of it.

Guiding my body around to face them, he moved my hair to the side, nibbled on my ear lobe, which caused me to sigh, then noted the condition I had gotten his friends into. I felt I should be shocked, but with the champagne, nibbling and blowing in my ear, and the surge of excitement still surging through my body, I fantasized for a second about continuing. The silence was deafening as I watched the guys rubbing the bulges in their pants, when Ben unfastened the first button on my sheer top. I looked down as I watched him slowly unbutton the rest. With him delicately holding it open, I moved forward toward the couch, completing it's removal.

The bulges seemed to have expanded since I last observed them, as I stood in my bra, mini, and stilettos. There was no question where this was going, after I glanced back at my husband who was holding his camcorder. The feeding frenzy was about to ensue.

Swaying my body seductively for my audience, I loved the reaction when I glided my hands over it. After kicking my shoes off, I unzipped my skirt, allowing it to drol to the floor. An "Oh my god" escaped Ben's lips, as I stood their in my obviously damp thong and opaque bra.

The guys approached, and we began moving our bodies seductively and tantalizingly close to each other while my husband continued to capture the moment for posterity. When Mark was behind hem, he placed his hands on my hips and pulled me back against him. I assisted in positioning his buge between my ass cheeks, and pressed against it. With his hands moving around to my tummy from behind, he avoided making contact. Yearning to feel his touch, he finally glided his hands higher over my breasts. I couldn't tell if I was feeling the heat of his hands, or if he was actually touching me, but the surge of excitement he created shot through my entire body.

Soon the contact became more aggressive, which made me comfortable enough to begin exploring their bodies. Glancing toward my husband Ben, he peered around the camera giving me an approving smile. During our group fondling, I unfastened their pants, which they were more then willing to step out of. With them bare chested, I was hungry to crush my full naked breasts against their bodies. Separating myself from the mutual groping, I reached back, unclasped my bra and tossed it toward Ben. Sensing the slight natural bounce from their new found freedom, I was pleased that the guys paused to enjoy the sight. When their focus went from my breasts to my inviting eyes, their mouths and hands began to enjoyably fondle me and probe my orifices.

I was ecstatic, and raised my arms above my head, allowing them free access to my body. Wrapping my fingers around both their cocks, it was time for me to demonstrate the oral skill that they witnessed in our video. My brain was swirling and I wanted to be consumed by them. Ben's presence added to my excitement. I was anxious to be ravaged by these two willing and able guys.

Carrying me to the bedroom, I directed them to position me with my head hanging over the edge. Inviting Mark to enjoy my mouth, he leaned his knees against the bed, and guided his pre-cum cock across my lips. Chris went onto the bed between my legs, and began lapping up my cunt juices. Ben was steady filming his friends enjoying me, while playing with his freed manhood. I wondered if I could get used to this attention in the future?

After being fucked orally and vaginally, eaten, filled and covered with cum, I woke in the morning in a tangle of entwined bodies. I have no idea how long the session lasted, and I lost count of how many multiple climaxes I experienced, but somewhere along the line Ben put the camera down and joined in.

Feeling like a completely ravaged and satisfied whore, I looked around the bedroom and was proud to have been instrumental in satisfying and conquering these three exhausted and passed out men.

Can't wait to see my New video! Now, where do I go from here?

THE END