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For those of you who are unfamiliar with my stories, I will provide a short recap of the characters involved in a couple of past events. My wife Ann was a 25-year-old, Sexy blonde. She had a high sex drive by nature and had been with multiple partners. She preferred older men because she found them to be more experienced and therefore better at satisfying her desires. Her close friends Bob and Kim we're at the Extreme opposite end of that spectrum. They had been high school sweethearts that married after graduation and quickly had two c***dren. They had only had sex with each other and until Ann seduced Bob one night at his house. That seduction had occurred because she and I would spend countless hours sharing fantasies and making up dreams scenarios intended to spice up our already active sex life. Bob and Kim were 28 years old, and probably had never tried anything beyond missionary position. There was no Internet in those years and porn was not readily available. I believe the first porn they watched was shown to them by Ann and myself. I was 35 years old and had been very sexually active with many women by that time. I had met Ann when she was 21 and began immediately, molding her into the sex playmate I wanted. By 25 she had developed a great deal of sexual self-confidence. She knew the relationship between Bob and Kim was strained by the infrequency of sex in their relationship, and Bobs poor performance when it did happen. One of our most frequent fantasy discussions had become talking about how much Ann could teach Bob in bed..
When she seduced him that first night I realized what a voyeur I was, and she discovered how exciting exhibitionism or being watched while she had sex was for her. It took us both a couple of days to fully cope with what had happened. We had been all talk up to that point, but now it had actually occurred. I felt some jealousy initially but that was quickly overwhelmed by the level of excitement I experienced. Ann had been equally shocked by her physical reaction to being watched while she was fucking.
She didn’t hesitate to admit that what she felt was further intensified by the fact that not only was she aroused by being watched, she was being watched by her husband, while she fucked another man. She got hot, and horny every time she thought about it.
With each of us having a new found kink that turned us on, we would pursue that new sexual high enthusiastically with a few new men for her over the next four to five years.
The first night she seduced him was an incredibly exciting time for me because I was able to secretly watch. Their second time together was the very next afternoon when we had a quick threesome, That time has been described in an earlier story. That one was also fun for me because I was included in the threesome, and able to watch all that was going on. It had been fun but didn't really have much intensity. It just happened, it was fun, and then it was over.
The third time they were together had happened four months after the sessions
described above. Their third fuck had resulted in me feeling a little disturbed. He had gone into a room where she was sleeping and had sex with her behind a closed door. I hadn't been a part of it in any way. I couldn't see what they did. I couldn't hear what they did, and I felt left out. They both gave me their versions of what happened.
I suspect he exaggerated his side while she downplayed her participation.
I let her know how I felt about that one. It was very exciting for both of us to play out our fantasies with both of us involved, but when one felt excluded it couldn't be good.
We promised each other right then to not have it happen that way again.
Bob and Ann had talked on the phone not long after that third fuck behind closed doors. He told her how nervous he had been during all three previous encounters, simply because I was in the house for the first and second time. For the third time his wife and I were both in the house. Ann assured him that the right time would come for them to actually be alone together so they could be completely uninhibited. She told him it wasn't something that could be forced, but if he waited patiently, it would happen someday. She shared this conversation with me and that's when we began to create a plan that would suit all our needs perfectly.
Ann and I began by defining what each of us wanted. She wanted the excitement of a different cock and to be watched by me as she got it on with another man. Her one other desire was to teach Bob to be a better lover by taking him places he had never been before. She had no idea at that moment how far that thought would end up going.
Bob had made it clear to her that he wanted a one on one with her in complete privacy so he wouldn't experience the nerves he had felt during their previous romps. She had made him feel sexy for the first time in years. He was dying to prove to her that he could be better in bed than she had seen so far. His ego and self-confidence had already been boosted immensely after having her. He just wanted a private time where he could try to find his limits. No woman had ever offered him the opportunity to explore that before Ann. He had never been able to do anything the least bit out of the ordinary with Kim. Ann and I had introduced him to his first taste of porn video. When they had fucked the first time, she had encouraged him to go further and further with her. He had tried as much as he knew at that time. Little did we know, That in the last four months he had been watching a variety of porn that we hadn't shown him. Bob had discovered some slightly out of the ordinary sides of sexuality that excited him beyond anything he had seen before.
REMEMBER THIS FOR LATER!
With all those months to think, and even obsess about Ann, a bit of a monster had been born. With no sexual release whatsoever, the monster continued to feed on this different brand of pornography that pulled at dark passions he never new we're in him. The monster began to grow larger and hungrier with each passing week. She had no idea that the small thing she would ask him to do in a few short weeks, would finally unleash the sexual b**st that probably had always been hiding inside him. She would unknowingly be the catalyst that allowed the caged b**st to escape for the first time. For both Ann and I, the moment it happened was terrifying but it rapidly turned into one
of the most erotic things I've ever witnessed.
I have to spend a little time now Setting the scene and describing how our plan ultimately came together. As I said earlier, the two of them had talked shortly after their last time together at his house. That was when Ann assured him, if he remained patient, good things would happen. Soon after that phone call, she and I began to discuss, brainstorm, and plan how we would pull this off in such a way that everyone would get what they wanted.
The plan we came up with was to secretly video tape the action. We wanted it to be a great tape so there was lots of work to be done. I've always been good at engineering as well as craft type projects. This was going to be challenging but also a lot of fun.
We we're living in a two story town home in Redondo Beach. Downstairs had a living room, dining room, Den, kitchen, And one bath room. Upstairs consisted of two smaller bedrooms and one bathroom off the central hallway. The small bedroom that shared a wall with the closet of the master bedroom had always been used as my home-office. That office contained my desk and chair. On the desk, I had a hi definition, NEC Studio monitor. Near the monitor was a Canon, four head stereo VHS recorder. I was very into video, as I still am today. All the equipment I had was either the highest level of consumer products, or going a notch above on some items, to reach into the professional equipment world. Though not up to today's standards, the equipment I was using was state-of-the-art, for the time.The rest of the relevant equipment I would use for the high quality stealth video consisted of a Panasonic professional video camera that had extremely high resolution and was a quipped with a wired Remote control paddle that could start and stop the camera as well as the high power zoom lens. Both the camera and the VHS recorder we're stereo, allowing for two microphones. I wanted to use for microphones for this so I purchased a mix box that could take 4 microphone inputs and layer them to a two channel stereo recording like I was going to do. My 4 microphones were high-end Sennheiser microphones. Two of a mid range type, and the other two being the long shotgun microphones capable of recording a bug licking it’s lips from 10 feet away. I wanted to hear everything! My final touch, was to use the top portion of a camera tripod. With the legs removed, I mounted it on a flat base and attached 2 servo motors intended for use in radio controlled airplanes. No need to over explain, but with the video camera attached to the tripod head I could control the servo motors from my desk. They moved levers attached to the tripod head, causing the camera Lens to tilt up or down, and pan left or right. Combining the ability to aim the camera however I chose, and control the zoom from the other room gave me the ability to get almost any shot I wanted. It was easy to thread the few required wires through the drywall from the back of Ann’s closet to the equipment on my desk. The small camera, attached to it’s mount was easily concealed on some shelving located in the center of her closet. A couple of shoes strategically placed, and a few articles of clothing
d****d, or stacked just the right way, and the camera was invisible.
At the end of the hallway was the door to a fairly large Master bedroom and master bath. Directly opposite the king size bed was a closet that ran the full length of that wall. The sliding wardrobe doors of that closet were mirror. There were three separate panels of mirror, allowing the closet to be accessed from either end, or to be open in the center. The mirrored doors only needed to be open by a few inches to provide a complete view of the king size bed. A set of double French doors opened to a large deck above the garage. In one corner of the deck was a raised redwood platform, elevating a beautiful hot tub which got frequent use due to the complete privacy, and view of the ocean.
We were going to need a way for her to send a signal to me. I'll explain later. This was accomplished using a small microswitch from RadioShack in the hinge area of the master bedroom door. Closing the bedroom door would turn on a small light bulb placed in the corner of my office window that faced the street.
Rather than traditional night stands next to the big bed, the furniture consisted of two, 78” tall vertical towers, connected by a lighting bridge spanning from one to the other. Each tower had glass display doors in the top section. The portion at bed level had solid doors. Behind those doors were stereo speakers that faced directly toward the place your head would be as you lie on your pillow. By removing a couple of screws I could drop the speakers down and position one of my microphones in each tower, only inches from your head. If you looked up while lying on your back, you would see the overhead light bridge, with 4” reading lights directly above your pillow. The light fixtures themselves we're concealed by a black mesh. Once again, removing a couple of screws allowed the light fixtures to be moved aside. The black wire mesh that remained was perfect concealment for the powerful shotgun microphones that were now positioned about 30 inches above where the action would take place.
The Final piece of the bed set was a heavy burl wood headboard with brass trim. The set up was complete.
We came up with a pretty feasible plan of how to get him up there whenever he visited next. The plan included a way to make him feel confident that he was alone with Ann, and away for me to get the signal that she had him in the bedroom. That's where our plan ended. Everything from there was up to her. She knew what she wanted to do but chose not to share it with me. She wanted it to be a surprise. It began as a sexy surprise for me, just as she had intended. We found out how quickly things can change.
Finally the actual story
Bob worked for the old PSA airline. They had either completed, or were in the process of a merger with what is now USAir. Bob was a jet engine mechanic in their main repair facility in San Diego. One of the airlines planes had incurred some engine problems that needed Bob's specialty. I'm not sure what that was but I was told the plane could not be flown to San Diego so they elected to send Bob to a hanger at LAX to do whatever it was that Bob did. The airline estimated that it would be a three-day job. They paid Bob a
Per diem for reasonable lodging and food for three nights. He arrived on a Monday morning flight and started work. He let us know he was in town but wouldn't have any free time. The airline wanted that plane flying as soon as possible. He stayed in a hotel near the airport Monday night and Tuesday night. He had completed the repair by late Tuesday night. His boss told him to take the following day off and enjoy himself. He gave us a call informing us that he was still in town and had all day Wednesday free. He would be leaving on an 11 am flight Thursday morning. I told him I would pick him up Wednesday morning at his hotel. I let him know I would take the day off and we would all hang out. He could stay at our place Wednesday night and I would give him a ride to the airport on Thursday. It was perfect. Ann and I had time that evening to fine-tune our scheme a little and now we were set.
Wednesday morning I picked him up as planned. We got to Redondo by about 10:30 AM. It was a perfect, sunny summer day .When Bob and I walked in the door Ann was barefoot, wearing a pair of tight, pink shorts. She had on a white, sleeveless T-shirt which was made from a thin, clingy material. The first thing I noticed was how her nipples stiffened and pressed against the material when she saw us. It made me laugh a little. It wasn't at all cold, so something else was making her nipples hard. I'm sure she had carefully picked that shirt and her mind was already heading down a nasty road.
She greeted Bob with a big smile, and a titty smashing hug against his chest. She told him how thrilled she was that he could spend the entire day and night with us. She enthusiastically told him “we are going to have so much fun”
We all sat around chatting for an hour or so before Ann said, “You guys both have the day off. We might as well party a little”. After only a minute or so, she returned from the kitchen carrying a serving tray of shots, and a portion of our ever present, stash of cocaine. I emphasize that she only brought some of the stash. Anyone who has ever used coke or speed learns one thing. It doesn't take very much to get your mind racing with sexual thoughts.
The hyper-sexuality comes on quickly, but has dramatically different effects on men versus women.
Women can continue getting more and more fucked up on either of those two d**gs and still function. It's been my observation, over years of experience, that three things will likely happen.
The more a woman does, the more horny she will get.
The more a woman does, the harder it will be for her to cum.
The harder it is for her to cum, the more slutty she will get, trying to cum.
Men on the other hand, should only do enough to get their mind into sexual overdrive and stop. It only takes a little more and no matter how much you want it in your mind your dick won't cooperate.
She had been careful to only bring enough for him to get his mind racing over the thought of fucking her again. I could tell by the way she was acting, she had gotten a
head start in the kitchen or somewhere. She was still cool, but the flirt factor was starting to get turned up a notch.
Everybody was at the perfect level now and the conversation was beginning to head in a different direction. The plan was going smoothly. At Ann’s suggestion we all moved from the lines on the coffee table to the patio where we could soak in a little of the comfortable midday sun. I thought she was moving a little quickly, but the coke she had done had her horny as hell and she was in control of the next step anyway. She excused herself and went inside the house. After a few minutes, she came to the door that opened the patio and said, “Larry you have a call from the factory. It sounds like they have a big problem with a pump or something”
I went in to take the fake phone call. After an appropriate amount of fake discussion, I came back to the two of them still relaxing in the sun. I explained to them that my guys we're pretty certain the main pump motor had gone out. She asked me what I would have to do. I told her, “it's a large heavy motor. We have to disassemble quite a lot of equipment in order to get it out. Then we have to get a new motor from the local supplier and repeat the process in reverse. “It's a big job.”
Ann faked sadness that I wasn't going to enjoy the day with them and ask me how long I thought it would take. With Bob still present, I told her it would be a minimum of 4 to 5 hours if things went smoothly. She asked me to please call as I was leaving work to see if they needed anything picked up from the store. I promised I would give her call as I was leaving. They both knew that my work was a 25 minute drive from the house. There were no cell phones in those days so whenever I called, there would be at least a 25 minute heads up. I told Bob I would get back whenever I could. Ann followed me back into the house. She pointed to the counter top in the kitchen. She had two long, fat lines of coke laid out with a straw on the counter beside them. With one quick step into the kitchen, she snorted the powder up her nose. Her eyes watered slightly. A big grin spread across her face as she stepped up to me and squeezed my dick with her hand. She asked, “Are you ready for this”?
I just nodded my head yes and walked out the door to my car. As I backed out of the garage I saw Bob had joined her at the door. They both gave me a wave as I drove way.
I drove less than a block and parked my car. I sat there for about 10 minutes and then walked back toward the house. There was a shady spot near the end of the driveway with a comfortable spot to sit. From that position I could see my office window but I couldn't be seen by anyone in the house unless they went to that same window. I always kept my office door closed and there would be no reason for them to go in there.
I sat patiently waiting for that small light to come on. She would only close and lock the bedroom door if things were heating up in the way we hoped. Ann had refused to tell me how she planned to get Bob upstairs. She said I had to wait because it was a surprise for me as well.
I glanced at my watch and saw that it was 1:00 PM. It had been about 25 minutes since
I drove down the driveway. I didn't notice when the little bulb came on but when I looked back toward the window, it was glowing as I had hoped it would. According to plan that was my signal to slip quietly back into the house, make my way up the stairs and into my office. That transition went without a hitch. I very quietly closed and locked my door. I couldn't wait to turn the monitor on and get those headphones on my ears. Within seconds the camera was on and the VCR was recording. Ann had opened mirrored doors exactly the way we had practiced. The camera view was perfect. The sound was perfect. I could hear everything and they still weren’t near any of the microphones yet. Bob was sitting at the foot of the bed with his feet on the floor. When he was relaxing in the summer he almost always wore comfortable gym shorts and a T-shirt. Today's shorts were light gray, and the T-shirt was black.
I may have forgotten to mention that Ann was wearing pearlescent pink lipstick that matched her shorts. With her slight summer tan, and long blond hair she was looking fine! With a little Zoom of the lens I took a closer look. I was right. I thought her nipples had stiffened a little more. I could only imagine the anticipation she was feeling.
It soon became clear, that she had coaxed him upstairs by telling him she had purchased some sexy new lingerie to turn me on with. She needed a man's opinion on which things looked best on her. She explained to Bob that he was the perfect guy for the job because he had already seen her naked. She strolled over to the open closet door and pulled out a shopping bag from Frederick’s of Hollywood. She placed bag on the floor beside the bed. The first thing she pulled out looked like a knee length, silky robe. Standing near him she slipped it on over her clothes. Ann took a step closer to him and invited him to feel how smooth the material was. Bob was bolder than I had seen him in the past. He chose to feel the material by cupping the cheeks of her ass with both hands and pulling her a little closer. She gave her ass little shake and stepped back giggling, telling him to,
“take it easy big boy we have the whole afternoon to ourselves”
I was having fun watching their playfulness while I began to master the various controls. The Zoom lens was fantastic. I could smoothly go from a wide shot that captured the entire bed to a sharply focused close up of areas no larger than a face. The afternoon sun was flooding through the French doors to provide perfect lighting for video. As I was playing with the controls, I zoomed in to the tightest shot I could get of Bob's face. I could see the pores in his skin. This was going to be good. The other thing I saw was a look in his eyes that was somehow different. I had seen him before with her, looking like a wanting puppy. This was a totally different expression. If I had to describe that look with words, I might have to call it, a look of evil lust. I knew Ann was horny. We had talked about this so many times and she was excited. As horny as she was, she was still playfully teasing, but Bob was beginning to look more serious and intense by the minute.
Ann let the robe slip from her shoulders and fall to the floor. She pulled a second outfit from the Frederick’s bag. Whatever she took out was wrapped in that white tissue stuff you see at the stores. She took a couple of steps into the bathroom to put this next outfit on. She didn't close the door, but she was out of the site line of the camera and Bob.
When she stepped back out she had on a black, corset type top with matching black panties. Nothing was really showing, but it was very sexy, with her boobs bulging out the top of the cups slightly. She walked up near him but stood slightly to the side. I had reminded her time and time again, to always remember where the camera is and stay in positions that would allow good shots. She would do a good job of that as long as she had any sort of control. Ann positioned herself perfectly at this moment. She leaned a little forward from the waist and used her hands to push on the sides of the cups. At the same time she was squeezing her sexy breasts together, she asked Bob for the first time, “Do you think Larry will like this?” Bob was mumbling something about how lucky Larry is. She squeezed her tits together again and ask him, “Does it look good when I do this?”
Bob was squirming a little by then, and I watched his shorts beginning to rise like a tent. Ann knew she had him going so rather than retreat to the bathroom again she requests his help in taking off the corset top, telling him it was really difficult to get on by herself. Bob quickly complied by loosening some lacing along the front. He stood momentarily to help lift the corset upward when she put her arms straight over her head. With the corset removed Bob sat back on the bed and fixed his eyes on her hard nipples. His tent was getting bigger and that look in his eyes was growing more intense. Her next move was to reach into the bag again and pull out a pale blue, sheer, negligée top. As she pulled it over her head, the thin material caught on her stiff nipples. She laughed a little and said, “whoops” as she pulled it free. Ann had placed the matching blue panties on the bed beside Bob. Without moving away from him at all she pushed the black panties down her legs and kicked them away with one foot. Ann picked up the blue panties but paused for a few seconds to allow Bob a tantalizing gaze at her perfectly shaved pussy. This is the first time he has seen it in more than four months. He was unable to tear his eyes away from that beautiful pink cunt until she pulled the blue panties up to cover it. Ann stepped into another sexy pose and ask the question again, “Do you think Larry will like this?” She bent forward and reached for his tent. He was at full mast now.
She gave his hard cock a squeeze with her hand and softly said, “I can tell you like it”. Bob reached for her and tried to put his hands on her hips. She quickly took a step back to avoid his reach and told him to be patient saying, “Larry won't be home for hours and I have one more outfit you have to give me your opinion on”. She told him to
close his eyes and said “You can't peek until I have it on and tell you to open your eyes”
Ann quickly slipped out of the blue outfit and reached into the shopping bag one last time. She gave a glance and a smile to the spot in the closet where she knew the camera was hidden. Out of the bag came a red bra with narrow, black, lace trim.
I had never seen one of these before, so I was surprised when she pulled it on.
It was made with lace openings in front that allowed her entire areola and hard nipples to poke through. She told Bob again to keep his eyes closed until she was ready. She had done a magnificent job of teasing him to the edge of his tolerance. Bob kept his eyes tightly closed. It wasn't possible for his cock to get any harder than it was now. He reached for his cock with his own hand and squeezed it as if he was trying to control it. Ann was stepping into the panties that matched the bra. As she pulled them up it
became clear they were crotchless. Her pink pussy lips contrasted beautifully with the black lace that formed the opening. It was obvious how much this game was exciting Ann. She loved knowing everything she did was being watched. Even more exciting was the fact it was being recorded, and she would be able to watch her seduction of Bob later. The 10 or so minutes she had spent teasing him, had her pussy soaked already.
I zoomed in a little, and from the screen I was watching, I could see her pussy lips had puffed out slightly. She hadn't been touched so I assumed it was just the excitement of anticipation. As I zoomed in even more, I could see those pink lips, shiny with her wetness. Ann stepped close to Bob. She was just inches away from his face as he sat on the bed. She said one more time “Do you think Larry will like this one?”
When Bob opened his eyes she allowed him to visually inspect her from head to toe. Then she grabbed the back of his head with both hands and pulled his lips onto her right nipple telling him, “Suck my hard nipples! See how fucking horny you make me.”
What she was telling Bob was true. Women vary widely in what works for them. Ann had always told me that she thought there was a direct nerve connection between her nipples and her pussy. I remembered a story she told me about being 15 years old. She had never had sex. She went to the movies with a boy she liked. During the movie, he slipped his hand under her sweater in the darkness. She said the boy had played with her nipples for a half hour. She told me when she got home, she took her panties off and they were so wet she could have thrown them against the wall, and they would have stuck. She had always been that way.
In their previous romps, Bob hadn't paid much attention to her nipples. He had always been nervous with me in the house and approached everything in a bit of a rush to get his rocks off. This time, as far as Bob knew, He had Ann all alone for the very first time. Still clutching his head with her hands, she guided his lips from one nipple to the other. She kept urging him to “Suck it harder”Suck it”! The sensitive microphones were perfectly capturing the sound of his lips popping as he pulled her hard nipples further into his mouth.
For me the hottest parts of the entire a****l passion show I would watch that day, where the sounds of sex they would both make before Bob finished turning her into his personal fuck doll. It's difficult to put into words but unforgettable.
It had only been seconds probably, and both her nipples were sticking straight out like large pink erasers. Her breathing was getting heavier and faster. Ann kept repeating to him “You have me all day baby” We have all day” Suck my titties”.
I would soon discover that this was the perfect storm brewing for her. All of the things that stimulate her the most, were happening at the same time. She was getting nasty with a man that to her, was still a new lover.
She was the one leading the seduction. She was getting another taste of her recently discovered thrill of being watched, it started to shock even her how hot she was getting.
Something very strange was beginning to happen. Whatever it was, it was happening to both of them at the same time. Ann had never expressed interest in rough play. We had talked at length, about our past lovers and she had never mentioned any rough stuff. It wasn't really my style, So I had never initiated that with her. It looked like a brand new experience was headed her way.
Everything Bob was doing was starting to happen at a faster pace. He was becoming more aggressive by the second. Since most of the action was focused on Ann's tits, I once again zoomed in for a closer look. He was sucking one nipple while he pulled and twisted the other with his fingers. She was starting to pant. My closer view revealed that he was beginning to open his lips. That's when I saw him stretching her nipple with his teeth. There was nothing gentle or loving about what was happening now. Bob was going back-and-forth from one nipple to the other. He wasn’t just sucking. He was biting her now. There were sc**** marks from his teeth on both nipples. They looked like they might bleed at any moment. The nipple he wasn't biting, was being pinched hard by his fingers. I saw by her face it was painful, but instead of protesting, she used an unusually slutty voice to say,
“Do whatever you want to me,” “I’m YOUR Whore all day” “Make me Your slut today!
Ann could talk dirty when she felt like it but this was beyond what I had ever heard!
Her pussy hadn't even been touched yet and I could tell she was getting close. Bob had her going crazy. Rough play was something Bob had never tried. Now he was taken over by it. So was she. Ann had been so good till now, about keeping a position that provided the camera and I the best possible view. That wasn't working now. She had stopped thinking. She arched her back and neck to look toward the high ceiling. She pressed her tits to him as her long blonde hair hung straight down. Ann closed her eyes and submitted to Bob. In that same slutty tone she moaned,
“I can’t let this out with my husband,” “I NEED to be a slut today,” “ Your slut today.”
She moved her right knee up on the bed. Her left foot was still standing on the carpet. With that one knee on the bed, her thighs were apart and her wet pussy wide-open. Bob was using his left hand to twist and pinch her right nipple. Her left tit was nearest the camera and he was sucking and biting on that one.
My slutty little blonde, apparently liked getting roughed up. She WAS Bob’s whore now! He took his free hand and reached between her open thighs. He turned his wrist so that his fingers pointed straight up. This was all happening very quickly. Bob's fingertips dipped between her pink lips. There was a momentary pause as he moved his fingers slightly, back and forth in her slippery slit. Ann was starting to make audible moans.
Her pelvis was beginning to rock slightly. It almost appeared involuntary, as if her cunt was chasing his fingers, begging to have them inside. I could tell, from the closer camera shot I was viewing, that Bob was moving his fingers that way to locate her opening. What I didn't know, was that he had located both her openings. Ann didn't do ass play at all. I had tried. It wasn't a big deal to me, but it had always intrigued me.
I had known women who enjoyed it but Ann wasn't one of them. I had attempted to introduce her to mild ass play, by starting slowly and gently, trying to work a fingertip in. I
never got very far before she would tell me, it didn't feel good. She had even gone on to say that her anus, is an out hole, not an in hole. Today, that would change big time!
It is true that she had made that area very available by the way she was standing.
The left foot on the floor and her right knee up on the bed had her crotch splayed wide open. Her brain was spinning as she tried to make sense of this wave of erotica that was washing over her. Ann knew in her conscious brain, that Bob was being brutal with her. She knew how painful it was, Yet something she didn't understand was causing her to beg him to be even rougher. This was all brand new to her. Ann told me later that she couldn't understand why this pain was making her so wet. Bob was discovering a new feeling of complete control over a woman. He liked it and wanted more. Much more!
In the moments Bob used to pinpoint her openings, his fingers had been coated with her slippery juice. I watched and recorded, exactly how he positioned those two middle fingers when he located her cunt. I thought he was ready to slide them in smoothly. What I could not see, was the tip of his index finger beginning to push against the center of her starfish. I don't know which chemicals we're fueling his intensity. Maybe it was the cocaine. Maybe some new hormone had been unleashed. Maybe it was a combination of both. Whatever it was, he was fired up. You could see that crazy pleasure in his eyes as he drained any power of resistance Ann might have had, out of her body. He was steadily replacing that resistance, with the pain my wife was now begging for.
The smooth entry of his fingers that I had expected, was not to be.
In one grand finale, he crushed one nipple between his fingers and bit down hard on the other one. The pain in her nipples skyrocketed. He made a sound that reminded me of a weight lifter trying to jerk a heavy bar off the mat as he simultaneously used a single hard thrust to viciously ram two fingers in her cunt and his pinky all the way up her ass. A shriek came from Ann that seemed to define” hurts so good”
Bob almost lifted her off the floor with that thrust. He pushed upward with his knuckles disappearing into her folds. After holding that pressure for a second, he withdrew the fingers to their starting position then, jammed them back in again. As his second powerful thrust bottomed out, he curled all of his fingers as if he was going to make a fist. I think it was that pinky finger curling up inside her asshole that's sent her over the top.
Whatever it was, it was intense!
Ann instantly started making that sound she makes when she cums. She had an orgasm as soon as he rammed his fingers inside her for the second time. Her pussy was in spasm and her legs were shaking. She had to grab onto Bob to steady herself. She was still having small, but visible pussy contractions as she fell backwards onto the bed. She was on her back now with both legs hanging off the end of the bed. Bob moved more like a snorting bull than a man, as he ripped his shorts off, and then his T- shirt. He was so worked up by seeing, and hearing Ann cum that he seemed out of control. The more aggressive he had been with her the hotter she got. He wanted some of her right now. Without trying to remove the crotchless panties, He dove on top of her and tried to ram his cock inside her. Ann clamped her legs together and pushed her hands against his chest to stop him from entering her.
I could have told him that would happen. When she is in a very horny mood like this one, she is good for three hard orgasms. Two at least, but she requires a little recovery time in between. While her clit and pussy remain too sensitive to be touched, she is still eager to please her partner.
Ann would tell me later that night, how unexpected that quick orgasm had been.
She was totally baffled by the way she had reacted to such rough treatment. It took her by surprise but it didn't stop her from thinking. Bob's problem had always been cumming too quickly to satisfy his wife. Ann was determined that 1st night, to control his pace until she could get off and then let him go wild, and cum quickly. It had worked well enough, but with all the planning and work she and I had put into this adventure, she believed she could introduce him to a new thrill. One he had never been exposed to.
I knew Bob's typical sex life was a constant frustration for him. He would commonly go three to four months with no sex and no masturbation. Ann and I were not aware of him ever fucking any woman other than Kim until Ann seduced him that first night at his house. He would try to get Kim in bed, but she was difficult. Bob would have all that built up sexual energy, and when Kim would finally give in after several months, Bob would only last for three or four minutes, then explode with a quart of cum and be done.
He had never been shown any other way.
Ann was at least going to try something different to find out if he could do more than he was aware of. That quick orgasm she just finished, had taken her totally by surprise, but she was determined stick to her plan. I was aware she had a plan, but she hadn't given me any details before they started today's playtime.
It turns out her plan had been to seduce him slowly with the X-rated fashion show, just as she had done. If she had been able to continue with her script, she was intending to push Bob onto his back, pull off his shorts, then give him a nice slow blow job at a pace controlled by her, until she was ready for him to cum. Ann had intended to finish him off with a hand job, and then give him some nice cuddling time to recover.
Her thinking was reasonable. Because Bob would not have had any play with her pussy yet, she would get him going again by asking him to touch her and then have him eat her pussy. She was positive he could get hard again, and even more positive that is second orgasm would take much longer, as it does with almost every man. She could then enjoy a nice long fuck with him, at a more enjoyable pace.
That had been her plan. BUT WAIT!
That accidental orgasm she just had was totally fucking up her strategy.
Here she is laying on her back, with a throbbing pussy that can't be touched yet and Bob is so hyper horny, he can't control himself. I had my eyes glued to the monitor.
I have never seen Bob this excited and full of adrenaline. He looked like steam might start shooting out of his ears at any moment. I was excited, and actually proud of her at
that moment. It was pretty cool that she could get a man this excited.
Everything I had ever seen, or heard regarding Bob’s sexual style would be best described as passive. He wasn't submissive really. Passive is the word that comes to mind.
Ann and I both tended to be just slightly on the aggressive side. This had always worked well for us. Either one of us could take the lead or be led. It just depended on the mood of a given night. The same can be said regarding which of us would initiate sex. Sometimes it was me, sometimes it was Ann. There was a smooth balance.
I was quite puzzled by the transition I had just witnessed.
Ann clearly started out as the leader. It was her that led him upstairs. It was her that got him fired up with her lingerie show. It was her who grabbed his head, and pulled his lips to her nipple. It was Ann that commanded him to suck nipples harder.
I’m pretty certain that her idea of harder was completely different than Bob's concept of harder! When his treatment of her nipples began to hurt, I would have expected her to pull away, but for whatever reason, the exact opposite had started happening. The mild pain had excited her. Bob had never been aggressive before. Something about that was turning her on. Something about that made her beg him for more pain.
That's the transition I'm talking about.
Ann was the one in control when they began, but I had watched her control slip away to the point she was begging him to abuse her tits. The pain had excited her more than she would have ever dreamed. With Ann pleading for more, Bob escalated his level of physical abuse until he made her cum.
That's what had just happened. Now it's only seconds later, and Bob can't dial it back if he wanted to! He is trying to shove his cock in her by force. She is trying to think quickly. How can she get back on plan? Oh right!
The plan had been to start him off with a blowjob so she says,
“Wait, don't fuck me yet, I haven't had a chance to suck your cock”
That sort of worked, but it sort of didn’t, all at the same time.
Ann had sucked him good that first night, and Bob had remained almost still, lying on his back, as she worked her mouth magic on his cock. There had been no blow job for him in the threesome, or the night they had their quiet fuck. His interest had peeked!
My friend and I had spent plenty of high times discussing sex. Bob told me that he had only persuaded Kim to give him a few blow jobs. He had never cum in her mouthIn fact he had never cum in any woman’s mouth. Bob had never seen it until Ann put on those porn videos at our house. One extra high night, he got seriously into the subject.
He was very curious about it, and ask me lots of questions about how women react when you shoot in their mouth. I explained how every woman is different in the way she feels about letting a man cum in her mouth. Some women let you do it, but don't really like it. He stopped me, and asked specifically about Ann. I told him she does it willingly, because she loves it. I could see Bob's mind racing as he thought about that.
Everything I am about to describe happened in a matter of seconds.
Bob was totally pumped up with the aggression Ann had begged him for, and now he couldn't turn it off. When Ann told him to “wait, she wanted to suck his cock”, he went for her instantly.
She was retreating as quickly as she could up the bed. She told me later how the look in his eyes frightened her but excited her at the same time. She was totally turned on by the lust she had created, but a little terrified, not knowing what he would do to her.
Ann was still on her back, attempting to escape by scooting toward the top of the bed. Her eyes were locked on his, as he immediately pursued her on his hands and knees. She was slightly past the middle of the bed when Bob caught her. Using both hands he grabbed her under her armpits. With one adrenaline fueled heave, Bob threw her up against some pillows that were piled near the headboard. She landed in such a way that her shoulders we're almost touching the headboard.
He was on her instantly. Bob straddled her chest with his legs and put his knees outside her arms. Ann was pinned in that spot. She had lost all control of the situation. I had no idea what he was going to do. All I could see at that moment was Ann, helpless on her back with his ass cheeks resting on her tits. They were both only inches away from my microphones now, so I could hear the tiniest sounds. The last few seconds have been a flash of motion but now he paused just long enough to say to her,
“I’M GOING TO CUM IN YOUR MOUTH RIGHT NOW”
Now, she and I both knew what was on his mind. Ann loves to give head so this was going right back to her plan, or so she thought. She was willing and eager
I still couldn't see much of her face. From the position of my camera, my view was from her toes, up her legs, passed her crotchless panties, to his ass and his entire back hovering on top of her. When Bob told her he was going to cum in her mouth, she used her most sultry voice to say, “So what’s stopping you?” She was expecting to give him a nice sensual blow job, with lots of tongue, swirling around the head of his cock. She would suck it, and dart the tip of her tongue into the hole. All the while, she would stare up at him with her sexy blue eyes. She knows that sort of eye contact, drives men wild. She told me later how she opened her mouth wide to accept his throbbing cock.
Thats when Ann realized a slow, sensual BJ was not what he had in mind. He roughly grabbed her blonde hair and tried to stab his cock into her mouth. Shocked by his escalating aggression, she struggled, trying to push him away with her hands and flailing with her knees. Bob changed his approach then. A new idea clicked in his mind. His movements were quick and, aggressive as he lifted himself off her chest. He grabbed under both her knees and dragged her down toward the middle of the bed. Bob spun her around so she was on her back and, the top of her head was pointing in the direction of the camera. In this new position Ann’s ass was fairly close to the headboard. Her feet were touching it and her knees were bent sharply. Bob grabbed both her
ankles, and placed the back of her heels on top of the headboard. Bob must have seen this in one of the porn videos he had watched on his own. His finishing touch was to place a tube pillow under her neck so her head would hang back.
I could see Ann’s entire face now. I think it was his version of, Head over the edge. Bob ordered her, not to move. Ann said, “I don't know about this,” “I've never tried it.” Bob didn't hesitate to say,
“You ask to be my slut, Now you’re gona be”! He positioned his cock over her face.
It appeared almost purple, with bulging veins that pulsed with his heartbeat. His tightly clenched scrotum hung above her forehead. It looked like his package was ready to explode! When Bob spoke,his voice wasn't angry. His words were more stern, and commanding when he looked down toward her face and said,
“OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH”!
Ann had been squirming, and struggling some to get free until he ordered her to open her mouth. When she heard Bob say that, and more importantly, the way Bob said it, Ann’s hands and arms fell limp to her sides. All struggling ceased. She knew full well she ask for this, and whatever it was Bob wanted to do to her, he was going to do.
I could clearly see the resignation in Ann’s pretty face. I knew for certain, that she had never been in a completely submissive position before, but in that instant, Ann realized she would be used in whatever way Bob chose. She was helpless, and totally submissive. She slowly closed her eyes and stretched open her pink pearlescent lips to receive the cock of this sex crazed man.
The cheeks of Bob's ass clenched slightly as he leaned forward and pressed the head of his cock to her open lips. I heard the sound, “aahhhhh” as he pushed slowly into her hot mouth. He grabbed onto the headboard with both hands, for leverage. He pushed his cock in about 2 inches, then eased back out till the tip reached her lips. His next slow exploration, probed to around 3 inches, then withdrew once again to the tip. The next thrust would go deeper. When the back of Ann's head touched the bed, she was trapped. Then Bob tightened his grip on the headboard. With his next powerful lunge, I would hear her gag, and see his balls touch her nose as his cock went down her throat.
Ann and I watched the video a day later, and learned the hard-core face fucking event only lasted another 92 seconds.
92 erotic, but terrifying seconds later, he would pull his cock from her mouth, and roll to her left. It's hard to say in words, what happened, during those 92 seconds. It was even hard to watch. Bob had already made her cum while inflicting pain. His sexual appetite was still in the same hyper excited gear. As soon as he was in her mouth he started a brutal face fucking that Ann would never have agreed to, but now couldn't escape.
His ass was moving back and forth in a way that gave me, and the camera a brief freeze frame of the action at the top of each out stroke.
She couldn't say anything with his thick cock filling her mouth, but there were short pauses that occurred . Each individual thrusts had a somewhat circular motion to it that would begin with his ass moving upward and back at a fairly normal speed and then
pause for a moment. Each pause would reveal her painted lips being stretched by his girth. More than half the length of his shaft, was outside her mouth. During these brief pauses, I could hear Ann choking, as she tried to suck in a breath with quick gasps.
At the end of each pause, Bob would tighten his grip on the headboard. Then with one continuous motion, ram his spit covered cock, back in till it curved down her throat. This was the nastiest porn I've ever seen. No acting here. This was the real deal!
I don't know if there was anger directed at Kim in each lunge, or just months of bottled up lust, screaming to get it out. Either way, this looked like an act of v******e.
The vicious face fucking he was administering, had Ann gagging. Bob didn't seem to hear it, or didn't care. In a few more seconds, he was plunging his dick so deep I couldn't hear her breathe. The only sounds coming from her were the tiny protest squeals escaping through her nose. Ann’s legs had tensed up again. Her toes we're tightly curled. Her fingernails we're digging into his ass cheeks as he rammed ever deeper into her face. Her hands didn't appear to be in encouraging him, or fighting him. They were just along for the ride. Nearly every thrust pushed his balls against her nose. Each time that happened, I could see the head of his cock stretching her esophagus like an Adams apple, sliding up and down, inside her thin neck. I thought she would choke to death!
I was trying to decide if I should blow my cover to rush in and stop him. Fortunately, he was so ready to blast, that his cum control was much less than his normal short time.
Before I could make the decision, to crash through the door and save her, I heard that same a****l groan I had heard twice before. She heard it too. He was still making that circle with his ass, but he was picking up speed until one final groaning thrust clamped Ann’s head between his pelvis and the pillow. I filmed his muscles tense and his ball sack tighten. She couldn't handle his cock being held in the back of her throat, let alone the flood of semen she knew was about to arrive. At the very last second, she managed to turn her head to one side just enough to dislodge his thick cock from her throat. As he started pumping one of those huge, four month loads into her mouth. There was no way she could swallow all of it, even if she wanted to. There was no possibility her mouth could contain it with his cock still occupying that space.
I kept the camera zoomed in pretty tight this whole time. Most of her face, and mouth was visible while his throbbing cock unloaded another monster.
Thick streams of white cum gushed between her lips and his cock. That last second head turn had been to her right, so gravity favored that side slightly. One of the larger gushes coated that side of her face and filled her right ear. I managed to record every hard contraction of his balls until the last pulse of his thick cream had been injected into her mouth. All the action had occurred in a small area. Every sound they made was recorded.
Bob started to raise up, lifting his left leg to withdraw his cock and roll off her. It was over in seconds and she had survived. As he made that move, my camera caught the balance of that huge load spilling over her lips and out the corners of her mouth. Bob’s cock was still halfway in her mouth, but he was withdrawing as his cum overflowed her upper lip and spilled from her nose. There was cum in one eye. It had been another epic load that coated her face, and soaked her blonde hair. He pulled out completely, and rolled to the bed on her left side. Ann was gasping as she rolled to her stomach. She lifted her head and pushed herself up onto both elbows. I caught the first full view of her face. She had a look of total shock. She was using her tongue to gather more of his cum and push it out of her mouth. There was no reason to be dainty now. She had just been used as a helpless fuck toy, with no say in the matter whatsoever. Pinned down and used without mercy! I zoomed the camera lens in for a close look at her face. She was covered! Her eyes were watering heavily, or it could have been tears and cum. Streams of her saliva mixed with his thick sperm, continued to run slowly from her lips, to her chin, then down her neck to flow between her tits. When she was able to finally take her first full breath, she tried to exhale through her nose. When she did, her nostrils blew marble sized, white bubbles of cum. Ann shook her head and blew hard through her nose, trying to clear some of the cavities he had filled. When she could finally speak, she just wiped her mouth with her hand and sort of choked out a weak “Wow”.
This normally poised, beautiful woman, was clearly rattled. She looked slightly pathetic, with some guys cum dripping out of her nose, and coating her skin from her eyes past her tits. When she sat upright and shook her head, in another attempt to clear the cum from her sinuses, her long blonde hair had flipped from side to side, and now had strands glued to her cheeks and her nose. I will never forget the look on her face. She had been used, and abused like never before, and then sort of tossed aside. He had just fucked the hell out of my wife’s face, and almost drowned her in cum.
Now he's lying on his back, and hasn't looked at her or spoken a word.
I think she was trying to figure out if she liked it or not. It had only been 19 minutes since the fashion show started.
It took Ann a while to pull herself together, but she did. She is durable, and she wasn't going to let him be finished yet. Since the brutal face fucking he had given her, he hadn't said a word. I think Bob was so quiet because he wondered if he had fucked up and crossed a line that would piss her off.
She shook Bob and asked him to get her a warm washcloth and a towel from the bathroom. When he sat up, he took his first look at her since he had finished using her mouth as a cum bucket. Ann settled his nerves by smiling at him and asking,“Do you think Larry would like this”?
Bob started laughing and pointed at her as he said, “Damn Woman, you're a mess”! Ann slapped the finger he was pointing with, and replied, “You're the only man that’s ever pinned me down and forced me to do something.” What else are you going to force me to do today? Are you trying to turn me into a cum slut?”
Bob reminded her, “You got what you ask for”
As Bob went into the bathroom and could no longer see her, she looked up toward the camera, and gave me a big cum filled smile.
When he returned with the washcloth and towel, Ann said,
“You didn't answer my question” Do you think my husband would like this”?
Bob drooped his head a little and said, “I don't think so”.
She glanced back to the camera with a small grin and told Bob, “I Think he would love it”
Bob started to wipe her face with the washcloth. She pulled it from his hand and grabbed the towel. She tossed both of them on the floor. Then she said,
“Fuck that” “You made me a slimy, cum soaked, mess,” “Now it's your turn”
With that said, Ann smoothly reached between Bob's legs and wrapped her fingers around his soft cock. Speaking directly to the head of his cock, she said,
“You have more work to do, big boy”.
Then she looked up at Bob and said,” And so do you.”You have to eat my pussy, and fuck me good, before my husband comes home.”
Ann slipped out of the bra and panties she had worn until now.
She reached up to grab the same sticky pillow she had just been face fucked on.
She put it on the left side of the bed, then moved her body into an angled position that was perfect for my view. She leaned back to put her head on the pillow and raised her knees. She knew this would be the best angle for me to watch her getting her pussy eaten out. Then as she opened her legs wide to display her wet pussy to Bob, she used that sexy voice again, and said to him,
“Come on now, it's my turn”
Bob stared at her pussy for a few seconds, then started to lower his face. Ann arched her body from her shoulders to her feet, raising her pussy high off the bed to meet Bob's tongue halfway. She held that position for as long as she could to give me a perfect close up of him licking her wet slit from her asshole to her clit. When Bob started sucking on her swelling clit, her legs began to quiver. She slowly lowered her ass back to the bed and spread a little wider to start getting hers. They were both much more mellow now.
Bob was taking his time, working her softly.
Using the tip of his tongue he slowly explored every fold of her wet pussy. He licked lightly between the lips and would stop occasionally to flick his tongue on the tip of her clit. She was starting to heat up again. Ann reached for another pillow. She raised her hips off the bed to slide the pillow under her ass. With her ass elevated off the bed, she used her hands to pull her knees toward her shoulders. It looked so hot when she spread them wide, completely exposing her pretty pink asshole and that beautiful wet flower. Bob couldn't resist the temptation she was offering. He settled himself slowly between her widespread legs. He flattened his tongue to make it wide, and started long broad strokes from her tight hole upward through her labia, and finishing with a firm lick of her clit. As he repeated those long, slow, tastes of her sweet pussy, he would occasionally reach up with both hands to grasp her breasts. Ann had her eyes closed as
she enjoyed the sensations. Bob was wide-eyed however, taking in all the beauty of her young body.
He gently massaged her tits with his hands while his tongue swirled in circles around her clit. After several gentle squeezes of her breasts, he let his hands slide up to grasp her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. When he applied slight pressure and stretched her nipples upward, Ann flinched with pain. They were so raw. They had been tortured, and she wasn't in that same state of arousal that had caused the pain to be pleasurable.This was great for me! With them moving slowly now, and the quality of the camera in use, I could see Bob's individual taste buds gliding over her swelling button.
This was so different from a few minutes ago. This was exactly the way they moved on that first night with me hiding at the foot of the bed. The things they were doing we're the same. The pace was the same. It was sexy to watch, and easy to film. This was the first time I had a chance stroke my own cock. I had been hard from the beginning. Their first round had been at WARP speed. From the moment Ann first put a nipple to his lips,
till the time he rolled off, leaving her shaking, and drenched with his cum, a total of seven minutes had gone by.
They had both enjoyed an orgasm, then Bob had face fucked her with less tenderness than most men would show for a latex blowup doll from a sex shop. He had found an open cavity, and banged it savagely till he filled it with cum. That's sort of what she looked like when he rolled to his side. A come soaked, sex toy that had just been used hard. All of that had taken only seven minutes! I needed a short rest just from watching!
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They had cleaned Ann up a little. Very little, and rested a short time before beginning this current session. Bob's first taste of her pussy had started right at 1:30 PM. He had been slowly teasing her pussy with gradually increasing passion for more than 13 minutes now. Ann had lowered her legs and raise them back up a few times while he worked on her gradually swelling pussy. She was starting to rock her hips a little, finding a rhythm with his tongue. This time was shaping up to be very normal. This was what I had expected to watch and it was damn sexy. I knew they would be fucking soon and I couldn't wait to see his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy. Ann raised her knees again with her ass still propped up on that pillow. If she had done this with me, I would have taken it as an invitation to push a couple of fingers in her cunt. Bob had a different interpretation. With my great view, I watched him take numerous admiring looks at Ann’s pink asshole. It was a pretty one with perfect color and shape. With her knees raised the way they were, that pretty asshole, was pointing right at him. Bob placed his hands on the inside of Ann's thighs. As he pushed her knees further toward her shoulders that inviting pink hole became irresistible. He curled his tongue into a pointy tube and leaned toward his goal. I was certain that in moments I would hear her say,
”That doesn't feel good”
As my digital desk clock flipped to 1:45 PM, Bob's pointed probe pushed inside my wife’s pretty ass. There wasn't one sound of protest. To the contrary, a soft approving moan escaped her lips while a little shiver rippled through her body. With that
encouragement, he started probing deeper. He pulled it out and pushed it back in. He licked around the gathered pink opening. Ann’s moans we're growing louder. Turning her on this way was exciting Bob. The same cock that had brutalized her face, was fully erect again. She had kept her eyes closed throughout this, and to this point, hadn't said a word, but Ann’s moans were speaking clearly! Bob curled his tongue again, and pushed as deep as a tongue could possibly go. My magnified look at this scene, showed her steadily engorging clit beginning to poke it's tip past her labia. Both lovers were breathing heavier now. With his tongue probing deep in her ass, he reached his right hand up to her belly, and the undersides of her tits. It didn't take long to have his fingers thoroughly coated from the pools of cum they hadn't wiped off. Bob brought that slippery hand back between her legs. In one stealthy move, he withdrew his tongue and instantly replaced it with the tip of his middle finger. With her eyes closed, she probably didn't notice the difference until, with a steady pressure he went where no man had gone before.
Ann’s breaths we're coming in short uneven gasps. I felt a serious twinge of jealousy as he pulled back that long finger, then slowly pushed it back in to its full depth. I had never been there, yet here I sit with my hard dick in my hand watching another man steadily increasing his speed until her pink sphincter began relaxing, and inviting his finger.
Her fears we're giving way to a new pleasure. Then Bob added a second finger and ramped up the speed. I could hardly believe what I was watching. Instead of the woman I know so well saying, “That doesn't feel good” she was spread wide with a different guy finger fucking her ass, using his own cum as lubricant. I was actually watching her, attempting to move her ass in a rhythm meant to force his fingers deeper into her asshole. As soon as they got that rhythm going, Ann slapped her hands, palms down on the bed, and began clawing at the sheets, with her nails. Was I actually seeing this? Bob had been tonguing, or finger fucking her ass for almost 15 minutes. They were both peeking when she grabbed his hand and said,
”I can't take anymore!”I have to fuck you now”.
Ann pushed Bob to his back. Thoughtfully she adjusted his angle to line him up perfectly for my viewing pleasure. His cock was rock hard again when she swung her leg over him. His dick stood straight up. No hands again! She scooted slightly to feel the head of his cock press against her wet hole. She had waited Long enough for this. As she lowered her hips, I zoomed in again to watch his rigid cock disappear inside her.
This cowgirl was ready to ride.
Ann moved her pussy slowly, up and down the length of his shaft 3