video nights

video nightsHe’s my husband and I do what he says. Not always, not everything, but usually, you know, most things.I wouldn’t have a tattoo, never, even though he nearly begged, just a small one, on the inside of my upper thigh. Nobody would see it. But there was absolutely no way. That was pretty much the last time I said no. I even didn’t mind a piercing, in an intimate place. Well as you ask, one in each pussy lip, near the top. Oh and one small ring, through each nipple. It was his special land mark birthday, it was a present for him…. he had been going on about it for a while. So I thought, why not, it’s jewellery.And then he wanted me to wear sexy undies, not just at home, but when we went out. So I did. See through, lacy, stockings, French knickers, basques, other things,… you know.Then he said what about see through, when we went out, but I wouldn’t. Well I suppose that’s another thing I said no to.When we are out, in a theatre, a restaurant or taxi he likes to put his hand under my skirt and feel the bare flesh at the top of my thigh. Sometimes he slips a finger inside the material and forces it inside me, sometimes he strokes outside teasing. Stockings make it possible, he can touch me all he wants, but I wasn’t being ogled with see through in public.I got him a video camera for his birthday, a proper one, not like the one on your phone. He had always wanted one but we were not quite flush enough until recently. He loves it. He got editing software stuff and lights and amuses himself with it endlessly. He wanted me to star in a video he would film himself. You know, like one of ‘those movies.’ Come on, you know what I mean by ‘those movies.’ The sort that you keep hidden from the general public. The sort watched by men quietly whilst trying not to show how uncomfortable their trousers had become. Yes one of ;thise movies.’I didn’t want to, it seemed silly.But he went on for a while and said it would be just lingerie. Nothing to heavy.He flattered me saying how pretty i was and how sexy he still found me after all the years of marriage and all that.So I put on my finest, and a sexy long dress with a split right up the side. Strappy heels too and very smokey eye makeup. I also decided to wear my pearls, the ones he got me for my wedding anniversary. Three rows round my neck and matching bracelet and earrings too.In the living room, that was the setting; he wanted the video to be a proper production; I had to make an entrance. So I sashayed in, spun round slowly wiggling the hips, touching my side, licking my lips, you know the sort of slow sensual thing a top class stripper might do, not that I know what a top class stripper does, but what I imagine she would do when she was teasing the crowd.One strap off the shoulder, then the other, then slowly, ever so slowly easing myself out of the skin tight dress.He loved it.I revealed my very brief black bra and panties with sheer hold ups and hi heels.I dance about a bit and he commanded me to sit in an armchair and d**** one leg over the armrest. My legs were a little more open than I had anticipated but he assured me it would be OK, the vid was ‘for private viewing only.’He got me to touch myself, you know, rub my breast, stroke my pussy through the pants. He told me to slip my fingers inside the pants and to rub myself… intimately. This was definitely not what I expected but, he is my man and I do what he wants, so I did.And whilst my fingers were on my clit he told me to close my eyes and lick my lips, slow and sexy. Then he said very quietly to keep my eyes closed and imagine I was being watched by a well developed young man with good body and ‘generous equipment.’ I wasn’t quite sure where this was leading but I conjured up such an image. Imagine you are desperately trying to arouse him, he told me. So I rubbed my clit a bit harder and pushed my hips up and down slowly and provocatively. My husband asked me to speak, to say for the camera that I wanted the young man’s big hard cock between my legs, and unbelievably I did that too. And without being asked I slipped a finger in what was now my very wet hole.And he urged me to ease my panties down, not to say no, just do it. I would be revealed for the camera, exposed. What if the video got into the wrong hands? But I was actually finding the experience a bit of a turn on, a bit of a break from the routine.So I did what he wanted and slowly slipped my panties off. I felt empowered and place one leg over one arm and one over the other of the arm chair I was in, Totally exposed and wide open and before being asked I slipped my finger back inside me. In fact I slipped two fingers in and worked my love passage. I looked directly into the camera lens eryaman escort as seductively as I could. He loved it.He filmed and I wanked myself furiously coming much quicker than I ever expected. I lay their gasping for breath and after just a few moments respite he got me to rub my love juice over my breasts and squeeze my nipples…. he then told me to push my breasts into my mouth so I could lick my own juice from them…. and even though my tits are not that enormous, I managed to do that.I lay back and started to play with my clit and another wave of pleasure flooded across my body. He got me to turn on all fours and shove my fingers in… before I knew it he had mounted the video camera on a tripod and dropped his trousers and filmed me and him fucking.Over the next few nights he repeated the dirty filming each time in a different outfit with him espousing a fantasy for me to imagine. Usual stuff, one night paying off a gambling debt, fucked by three big men of colour, blackmailed for stealing from the company…. typical fantasy stuff. He had several hours of video and that he edited brilliantly into about an hour of sexy stuff that he said would remain private.PART 2He was as good as his word, the vid remained private; we would sometimes watch it alone and sometimes together but always afterwards make passionate love. But he wanted to push the boundaries much further.His best friend had not been successful with women since he had divorced a couple of years ago, he would occasionally come round for dinner or to chill and watch a film with us. Nice man, good looking but since his split up very lacking in confidence. That night we were on the couch watching a film, a few glasses of wine. It was summer so I was just in a shortish yet decent denim skirt and loose fitting crop top. Whilst watching I was resting in hubby’s arms as usual, his friend on the other side of me also as usual. At the conclusion of the film, without warning, hubby said he had a treat for his friend to cheer him up, suddenly on the screen he was showing the opening sequence of the first vid we had made together, I was in the sexy dress but the edit had it removed very quickly and I was revealed. I started to protest but hubby held me tight and insisted we watched. He absolutely insisted we watch, we were all friends after all and his friend had seen me topless on holiday, so no big deal. He was determined to show his good friend the video of me naked, legs apart wanking myself off and then coming, on our TV screen, with me in the room. I was not to be allowed to leave the room.I was to be shamed in public.His friend was now very quiet and staring intently at the screen as the action become rather more explicit. My husband’s hand had strayed under my top and was playing with my breast, pulling at the nipple ring. I tried to stop him but he was very insistent, his friend notice and started watching us in the flesh too. He could see the hand playing under my top.The edit had me at the point where I was nearly naked, breasts on display and now panties off, legs open and fingering myself, heading to climax. My husband spoke ‘she has magnificent breast, don’t you think?’A hardly audible yes came forth.‘Would you like to hold them?’ no reply, ‘go on, lean across and touch them.’ The friend looked at me to make sure I was OK with it. He was acting so pathetic and looked so sad that my heart melted and I leaned a little forward, I was acquiescing. His hands moved like lightning under my top and squeezed as if it were the first time. He loved the nipple rings, all men do.My husband pulled my top off to help facilitate the activity. He rushed off to get the camera. ‘kiss her’‘What?’ he said.‘Kiss her’His mouth was on mine in a flash, our tongues mingled. Hubby instructed him to get my panties off and skirt pushed well up over my waist. I was lying back by now and his fingers worked around and then into my very wet love hole. He wasn’t that brilliant but I was so turned on by this sudden turn of events I came on his two fingers that had penetrated me.‘Fuck her, fuck her now’ insisted my husband, ‘don’t wait, get your cock in her.’His trousers were off and I opened my legs wide to make sure his hard dick had easy access. He slipped straight in no assistance or guidance needed. He wasn’t subtle; he slammed in as fast and hard as he could. It was crude but wonderful. I came again in very short order, I could hear myself screaming out with pleasure, I could hear my own moans and gasps and my fingernails ripped into his flesh to urge him to greater power, I wanted it harder still.It was over quickly; he spewed his come in me and withdrew, rushing off to the bathroom to clean up. He left soon, escort eryaman before I had properly cleaned myself. My husband took me from behind as soon as we were alone.A week or so passed. He wanted to go still further. A film with more than one man. I wasn’t at all sure I wanted to do this. He said he could set up the tripod, he would be one and there would be a friend. I still wasn’t sure but he persuaded me if i really didn’t want to go ahead he would stop it. On the night I was to be filmed with two men at the same time, something by the way I had never done before, he suggested I wear just a see through top, I knew the one he liked, loose fitting and finished just above the pubic hair line (not that I have much hair down there anymore. I do not mind wearing see through at home, but not out. He wanted me to wear sheer black hold ups that were torn and laddered a bit, and strappy gold shoes. He wanted me to wear a pair of long satin gloves and slut makeup….. when I was ready I looked every inch a fuck toy an easy woman for anybody to help themselves too.We went downstairs and waited for his friend. To get me in the mood he suggested I lay back on the couch, open my legs wide and let him lick me… I was so turned on at the prospect of the two man fuck it didn’t take much licking to have me gushing a mammoth orgasm.He then said he wanted one more thing to really make it sexy as hell on the video. I was to wear a blindfold. I wanted to know why and he said it would be sexier if I didn’t know which of the two of us was touching me or fucking me.I really didn’t like the sound of this but he was very insistent and so I allowed it. He forbade me to take it off until the friend left. Not seeing who was taking advantage of my body until after they had left was what was such a turn on.In the dark he had me stand in the middle of the room. He idly fingered my pussy until we heard the door. I couldn’t hear much. I knew people had come into the room. My husband was the only one to speak, ‘hear she is, help yourself. Don’t be shy, you can do anything to her and she will submit, but don’t put your cock up her arse, that’s off limits.’ I was so relieved he knew I would have stopped the whole thing if my back passage was to be abused with a dick, a finger or two yes, dicks, never.In the darkness of the blindfold I had no idea what was going on but hubby instructed me to stand with my legs much further apart, I felt a body behind me, close. An arm snaked round me an anonymous mouth on my neck sucking hard. I was shivering with pleasure; I knew he was leaving a mark on my neck, then another and another. I tilted my head to allow this anonymous man better access. His hands cupped my breasts through the see through top; he pinched my nipps very hard whilst he was still sucking my neck. Wow. Who knew anonymous fun could be this good.Suddenly, a hand came between my legs. A hand on each breast meant that one of these men was my husband and one was his friend. I was being crudely shared. My love lips were parted, a finger pushed in my now very wet love passage. My head was starting to spin. I tried to hold the man in front of me I wanted to respond and not be just a statue but I was stopped from moving, the man behind me held my arms so I couldn’t move them. The finger between my legs started thrusting in and out and involuntarily I started to ride the finger, I gushed love fluid all over the fingers of the unknown lover and gasped and moaned out loud as I came hard. I was dragged to the couch, I had my top unceremoniously removed, lips were placed on mine and an unknown tongue invaded my mouth, a hand stroked my inner thigh, the mouth was removed and replaced by a stiff dick forcing its way in. It wasn’t my husbands, it seemed much wider. I was tilted back and my legs spread, my love hole was now invaded. I had cock in my mouth and my cunt. The one between my legs didn’t feel like my husband’s either but in the blackness of the blindfold I was losing sense of what was what. The cock in my cunt was obviously very excited and was thrusting very hard, and very fast. I heard a voice from what was clearly the other side of the room, telling the man in my mouth to force himself in deeper, he wanted me gagging whist I was being fucked hard. It was my husband’s voice on the other side of the room.If my husband was on the other side of the room, then there were two strangers taking advantage of me. This is not what we agreed. However I was not in a position to argue, I had willingly put on the blindfold, my mouth was full pf cock, my legs wide open and I was being ridden hard. My husband called for me to put my gloved hand on the backside of the man that was invading my eryaman escort bayan mouth and pull him towards me, so I did. ‘Change places,’ he called and suddenly I had a new dick in my mouth and a new one in my cunt. I felt my gloved hand being guided away and I felt a hard shaft, ‘grip it’ called my husband. It was a third dick, and it still wasn’t his. OMG! I was being fucked, orally fucked and now started wanking another man. All anonymous. For all I knew they were all horrible old farts. Three men making use of me like a common whore, and not one of them was the man I walked down the aisle with whilst still a virgin (can you believe I was unsullied on my wedding night?).Without warning I exploded into another orgasm, I felt myself gush and the liquid leak out. For the first time one of the men spoke and it was hardly original, ‘what a slut your wife is you lucky sod. Love the piercings on her tits and cunt lips’ And the others giggled a bit. Between my legs I felt a different kind of flood, it was man juice exploding in me. The spent dick was quickly replaced by another that got to work very quickly. It dawned on me very quickly that there must be four men, at least, in the room. My husband was letting four strange men put there dicks in my cunt, my mouth and/or make me wank them, in front of him. Just so he could take a dirty movie. But I couldn’t speak as my mouth remained full of cock. I sensed the dick in my mouth was not going to last long and I heard him grunt and groan and hands, that I assumed his, grabbed my hair and pulled it hard as could as he thrust cruelly into my mouth. When he came he came deep inside my mouth, it spurted straight into the back of my throat and I thought I was going to choke. Tears came to my eyes, and I coughed and spluttered and jerked around. But he kept his foul dick deep in mouth, egged on by husband to ‘give it to her good!’ and the man between my legs just continued fucking as if nothing was going on elsewhere. I was barely given a moment to catch my breath when yet another cock was forced in my mouth.My husband wanted a change of position so I was tilted back with my head hanging over the edge of the seat and my backside on the armrest. This afforded a better angle for the oral sex he said, and allowed my cunt to be more easily accessed too. At the same time anybody wanting to play with or come on my tits had unrestricted access and fingering my clit was now also available.Cock after cock was shoved in my open cunt and mouth. My gloved hands seemed to be endlessly wanking one cock or another. It seemed endless, globs of come dispensed deep in my womb and in my mouth and unexpectedly I felt the hot man juice spurt over my breasts. I lost count of how many men must have used me.At my husband’s insistence I was turned over again and summarily spit roasted. My husband whooped with delight as my tits began swinging as I was taken from behind.Whilst I am not sure I want to do anything like this again to soon, I did enjoy it, except for the men that insisted on grabbing and pulling my hair, that just hurt.Eventually it was over, the people left.My cunt and mouth were saturated with mens fluids and my breasts had been wanked over quite a bit too. Why would anyone want to wank themselves off like that when my love tunnel was available and in a state of total submission to any cock that was able to stand up?I wanted to take the blindfold off but hubby said he had been filming, and still needed to relieve himself. I wasn’t quite sure what he meant but i soon found out.I was tired but he bent me over and slid his stiff cock in my cum flooded cunt hole, that was the relief he was after! I came instantly and he remarked I was a filthy come loving whore. He exploded very quickly thank heavens, I needed to clean up and lie down/He spent a while on editing the video. He wouldn’t let me see it till it was finished. OMG. When finally he showed me I was totally shocked. There were loads of people there, men and women too. The men, many of whom I know well, and some of their wives who were sitting around watching but had been forbidden from talking whilst filming was in progress. Some of them mum’s I know from the local school run and dad’s of my own k**s friends. I had accepted all of them inside my body. There was even film of some of the women feeling my tits and playing with my clit whilst I was being fucked, and one in particular; that I thought of as a church mouse type before, delighted in rubbing my clit and making me come over and over. One of the women spent time kissing my breasts, that was before they became come covered.No more blindfolds or videos for a while. I ached and was far too sore.But one day we will make another, and maybe post it on this site.Why don’t you message me and tell me your fantasy video. If your idea is good enough, maybe we will act it out for you, or even invite you round for you to be the star, we can get my husband to film it…