Smile For the Camera, Darling

You two have no sense I am even above you as you both concentrate on the pleasure you are producing between yourselves. When he sits back for a second to reposition himself I notice how pink and fresh your pussy appears and how thoroughly inviting it becomes through the camera lens. The camera captures it all I hope as this has to be the hottest scene I have ever seen on a small screen.

Only when I move the camera to the side and look at you for real I know it's all perfectly live.

You give me a sultry look and just smile. I raise the camera and catch that look for posterity.

As you stare into the camera, I sense Carl is wasting no time finding the core of your desire, in fact I dare say he must be voraciously teasing your clit.

"Please," you gasp out loud, "right there. Oh yes, faster!"

You moan again and again. I click away with the camera again and again. Who knows if I am doing any good with this expensive piece of equipment, but one thing is for sure, damn if Carl isn't good for you!

Through the camera lens I see your body stiffen, your head flies back and your moan is louder and higher pitched than before.

"Oh, yessss, oh yesssss! Carl!" You literally shout.

I've never heard you yell out during sex, but you are practically a screamer at this point. Your approaching orgasm has you way past the usual gasps and groans I've known to come from you. Your hands go to Carl's head and your legs fly up in the air on either side of him. Your head is flung back and your mouth is wide open, you remain in that position for several seconds as I hear Carl wetly continue his assault your womanhood.

This must be it for you.

For with an almost violent expulsion of air through your open mouth you jerk forward and scrunch your face, making the deepest and longest groaning sound I have ever heard.

"Oh Car...yessss, uh..." Your body jerks up and back on the couch you hands musing Carl's hair as you squeeze his head between your thighs. Your sounds and your body elicit a steady wave of ecstasy.

Now in all our twenty-something years together I honestly and maybe sadly can say I've never known you to have multiple orgasms. But I swear as long as this display of eroticism continues you must be having them now. I am in no way jealous watching you crash from a huge orgasm on another man's tongue. I'm more excited for you. It's incredible how much it turns me on to see the satisfying look on your face.

I realize somehow in all my excitement for you I am still snapping away with Carl's camera. Damn, I hope I am doing this right! The ecstatic looks on your face change ever few seconds. I have to be recording these to show you later.

Finally you calm and I look down to see Carl resting back on his haunches. His face is a total mess. As he looks up at you I take a picture of him and his abused lips and cheeks. You really must have cum over and over to produce that kind of look on the young man.

"That was nice," Carl says as he takes a swipe across his wet face with the back of his hand and then licks his lips.

"Yes, it was." You respond between heavy panting breaths. "It's very nice."

I laugh more from nerves. "You're really loving this aren't you?"

"Donnie, you have no idea." You look up at me and lick your own lips between huge breaths.

"Damn, you look good!" I sigh as I watch your chest rise up and down. Your breasts are flushed pink from your recent excitement. The nipples are still distended, hard and darkened.

"Here, Don, let me have the camera," Carl stands and takes his equipment from my hands. "I'm fairly sure the way you were snapping the action there, my memory card is close to maxed."

He walks around the couch to his camera bag and works on installing another card.

Carl's a very talented photographer we know from his earlier work. But from tonight's effort between your legs I'd say he's earned another distinction as a pretty fair cunnilingus expert.

"Ok, now what do we do?" You ask, your breath having returned its sounds.

"Well, first, I'm going to load another card and get another beer." Carl answers with his back. "I think you two should have another, too. It might relax you more for what I have in store next."

"That sounds ominous," you comment and look at me with a raised eyebrow.

Carl turns and walks back over camera in hand.

"Nothing extraordinary, but hopefully something you two might enjoy." Carl says coming to stand next to me in front of the couch and you.

I see you glance down and hold a stare in Carl's direction as you lick your lips. I look and see what you are seeing, it's his obviously hard cock still straining out the front of his pants.

My own erection is only about half there now. I had been so wrapped up in taking pictures of you I had not bothered to provide it any attention. You sure don't appear to give it any attention as you continue to gaze instead at the bugle at Carl's crotch.

"So, Carl, when are you going to get undressed?" The question fires out into the room and just hovers there for a few seconds.

Okay, now I'm really unsure about where this is going. Nude photos, his hands all over you, and even his mouth down tasting where I'm pretty certain no one has gone since I have since we've been together. Now you are asking to see the man's penis up close and personal.

"Well, how about it?" You ask again sounding very impatient.

You still don't look up at me. Your gaze is locked on Carl's face now.

"I, uh, well," He stutters, shifting his camera from hand to hand. "I could, but..."

"But what? Doesn't seem fair that Donnie and I get butt naked and you aren't even in your underwear." You sit up and lean on the arm of the couch, still eyes locked onto his.

Should I be jealous or even a bit mad at this point? Not only are you seriously provoking this man and openly trying to get him to get naked in front of you, but you aren't even acknowledging there already is a naked man standing in front of you.

I'm neither actually. I'm just stupidly horny as hell! I look down and see, without virtue of any physical encouragement my hard-on has returned full force.

My little head overrules any other thought or emotion I may have otherwise. I nonchalantly say, "While you two settle this matter I'll go get us each another beer."

With my erection leading the way I head to the kitchen.

I grab three beers from the fridge and by the time I come back in I catch the look on your face, eyes wide and mouth hanging open. As I take another step into the living room I see why.

Our photographer friend is now standing there as naked as the two of us.

Now I'm wide-eyed with my jaw slack at the sight of the most enormous man member I have ever seen. Not to mention the most massive balls any man could ever have. I can't help but notice his manhood jerk a little. I've not seen another man's privates since my days in the military, in field showers and never had I seen another erect one in real life besides my own! I can't even think about being embarrassed as I'm too amazed at how his bobbing manhood is getting me strangely excited.

You sitting there totally naked in front of the both of us guys is obviously turning both of us on.

I walk by you and reach to hand Carl a beer. I turn and walk back to you and hold out a beer for you. You don't say a word, but move your head slightly as I've blocked your view from his almost fully stiff cock. Your head starts nodding in rhythm with the motion of his bobbing rod. As I look at you looking at him I start to wonder if you are already making comparisons between our sizes and shape.

"It's so BIG!" You finally exclaim, and then take a huge gulp of your beer.

"Hopefully not too big." Carl says and walks the few feet between you two. He juts his hip up until the tip of his long shaft swipes across your cheek and lips.

You jump back. "Donnie, he just tried to put his big penis in my mouth."

"And...?" I ask.

"And, well, what if I said I want him to?" You take another large swallow of beer.

"Well, then I guess you'll do whatever you want to do," I suggest. By now, although I'm sure you haven't noticed, I'm slowly stroking myself.

"Oh, I don't know if I can handle such a big one. Donnie, I think his is bigger than yours."

"I think it might be, dear," I say, smiling at how wasted, but also how horny you obviously are.

Now I watch as your hand takes on a life of its own and eases out to allow Carl's cock to rest in your open palm. You sit there with a virtual stranger's cock resting in your hand. This is not quite what I had envisioned when I booked this photo session.

Carl is cognizant enough to snap a couple pics of his big rod in your slim feminine hand.

"Are you having fun?" I ask.

"Um, yes, I am." You answer as your hand takes hold of his enormous erection. Only your hand can't reach around the thickness of Carl's cock. It's like a wooden baseball bat in your hand as you start to slide your hand up and down. Slowly you begin to pump him. He groans with pleasure and I know exactly how he feels. Your hands have always performed magic sliding up and down my shaft.

"Okay, how about a little kiss and suck Mary Ann. I'm sure that sexy mouth performs wonders on Don's cock. Doesn't she Don? I bet she is pretty special."

"Oh yes." Is all I can say as watch your small hand jack off that big rod of his. You don't give me a blow job very often, but when you do it's so very good. I stroke my own hard-on.

"I don't do anything special, really. I'm sure it's nothing compared to what some of those young girls can do nowadays."

"I doubt that Mary Ann, that you're not special at this that is. A good wife knows how to please her man and from the look on Donnie's face I'd say you please him well. Besides he had nothing but praise for your bedroom talents, earlier today. Now let me get a taste of it, girl! Or should I say you get a taste of me now."

He is so hard in your hand isn't he?

You look at his manhood with its smooth, swollen head begging for your attention. He is only an inch or so from your mouth and I see you slowly stick out your tongue trying to lick the head. You lick on his now purple head, licking off the pre-cum that pools in the little hole. I see not only his erection twitch under your tongue but his entire body shivers under your mouth.

You are panting as you stroke him against your lips. You form a circle with your thumb and forefinger around the base of his big fat cock not meeting fingertips by at least an inch. "Okay, I'll suck you a little," you say, "but that's all. Understand?"

"Okay, sure." Carl more grunts that says.

His head is so swollen and big I swear there is no way you'll be able fit it in your mouth.

"Remember what I said!" Then you open your mouth wide, stick out your tongue and you take him in. You give him a gentle suck at first and I hear him react to your pleasuring with an extended moan of appreciation. Most of his girth is still to come, but you continue to inch down little by little down on his tall pole. Your face flinches and then relaxes over and over as I assume you pass between twinges of pain and pleasure. He strokes your hair away from your face so he can capture the point of view perspective of your oral action upon him as he continues to snap pictures.

I'm imagining he loves the feel of your soft gentle mouth on his rod. I can tell immediately you are determined to impress our hunky friend as you try and take more of him into your mouth. You try to swallow him nearly whole, but what must be nearly nine thick inches is just too much. But when Carl lets out a very deep guttural moan as you grip the base of his thick cock and then proceed to bob up and down on that boner I know you have him enthralled. Whether you want it or not you seem to be working Carl to a quick sexual release.

Right now I can't help but think of how this is feeling for Carl, your tongue running up over his shaft. I watch so closely I literally feel as if I am in your mouth. I have never seen you suck another cock before, but now I see you have this young guy shaking as your lips wrap tightly around him. You seem to be savoring every inch as you run your mouth up and down his length.

"Go girl! Take him all the way in. I know he loves it. Don't you Carl?" I ask.

"Hell Yes! Mmmmm...I love it, dude!" Carl nearly yells as he cries out loud.

I am getting so turned on just watching. I also feel as if I should be a part of this so I reach over and rub the back of your head as you bob up and down on his big rod. You put your hands around Carl to his butt to pull him closer. I stand there fascinated at the sight of my wife sucking off another guy. I feel very weird, much like I'm watching an X-rated movie in HD, it's so real. Of course, it is live, live right in front of me.

Carl's breathing comes shallower and faster. Your head is bobbing even more quickly now. You are utterly insatiable.

I've been stroking my hard-on, almost jacking off like I am a teenager again as I watch you and Carl going at it. I let out a groan of my own, "Mmmmm."

I must be louder than I thought as you actually stop and look at me.

"Oh my! We've forgotten all about poor Donnie!" you comment and lick your lips. "Aw, did we ignore you Donnie?" You look down and then back up with a wicked grin, "Umm, look Carl, my hubby has a big old hard-on, too."

I'm still torn whether to be perturbed at your not noticing that until now and be outright jealous or let it go and have my way with you. I am so frigging horny right now. I do none of that because you abruptly reach out and yank on my hard-on. Before I know what is happening you are licking my shaft and jacking me off now. Suddenly I realize you are having your way with me!

Carl sits down beside you and starts taking more pictures. My breath is gone from my chest as I feel as if I'm floating a foot off the carpet. The sensation your mouth is providing is like a dream. I hear my heartbeat in my ears as loudly as I hear the clicks of the camera.

Yes, Carl as close as he must have to cumming in your mouth is already back to being the photographer. I open my eyes and Carl and I make instant eye contact as you continue to suck on me. I smile and he smiles. Then I look down to see that monster of a cock of his throbbing as you sit hip to hip. I take one of your hands and put it on his stiff shaft. This makes you pause and you leave my hard-on.

You smile as you look down between Carl's legs, "My, my I had no idea you still wanted attention."

Carl smiles back, "It's because I was getting what he is getting now and I want it again. You are so hot and you make me so hot."

"Just jack both of us, dear" I say. "Feel what its like to have two cocks at the same time."

"Are you ready for two cocks, Mary Ann?" Carl practically growls in your ear.

"Mmmm, that is a delicious idea," you say as you stroke us both. You quickly find a rhythm working your hands up and down in the same motion with Carl sitting next to you and me standing in front of you. You slowly stroke us both and alternate looks at our faces. Then you alternate looking at the two hard cocks you control. "I've never had two cocks at the same time before."

Soon though, you almost seem to ignore me once more as your eyes fix on Carl's very huge cock and you begin to jack Carl's hardness with a little more fervor.

"Carl, if I can be truly honest I think you're the first man, since I've been with my husband, that I've ever really wanted to...you know....to..."

"To have sex with?" Carl blurts it out for you. He reaches over and places his hand between your legs, as you smile at him. He immediately starts working his fingers around your pubis.

After a pause, you look up at me again, as if asking a silent question.

"Don't be afraid to tell him how you feel, dear." I say as I cup your breasts in my hands and start rolling and pinching your nipples. "You like it when he touches you down there, don't you? I know you liked it when he got to lick you down there."

You bite your lip and look from me to Carl and then down to his pulsing monster of a cock. You nod again.

"You'd like that big, hard cock in you, wouldn't you?" I whisper in your ear. "I'm sure Carl wouldn't mind, would you Carl?"

Both your hands cease their motion at that question. First you look up to Carl, an almost blank stare across your face. Then your head rises to look at me. I must have the stupidest grin on my face as I'm already thinking of the possibilities. I don't know why, as this is not what I had in mind tonight. A sexy photo shoot, a few pictures of you topless at best, but not something like this. But with my stiffness in your soft hand and you grabbing hard to Carl's even stiffer and longer rod I can't help but feel as horny as I have felt in my whole life.

"I want to," you say, "but, I guess, well, I don't know."

"That what you want, dear?" I ask as if I'm really fully comfortable with this already. My little brain in the head at the top of the shaft you are stroking has taken over full control at this point. "If you want to we will. If you don't we won't."

"No!" You abruptly return. "I mean, yes, I'd like to, but, you know, it's...it's he, he doesn't have..."

"Wait." Carl says and he abruptly stands, pulling his cock from your hand and it slaps hard back against this thigh. We both watch him turn and walk over to his camera bag.

If I was envious of his very manly cock, I'm now almost more envious of that tight muscular butt of his. This guy must really workout. As he bends over to rifle through his back my jaw drops. I glance down at you and see your jaw has dropped once again, but I swear your tongue is about to hang down passed your chin as you ogle that almost sculpted backside of Carl's.

"Is this what you are looking for?" Carl says as he walks back toward us and with a flick of his wrist he displays at the end of his fingers a string of about four or five foil wrapped condoms.

"What? How? Where?" You stutter and almost squeal at the last.

"Dude, you keep those in your camera bag?" I ask dumbfounded at what I'm seeing.

"I do this kind of shoot a lot actually. Mainly for horny housewives that want hot pics for their husbands. Usually it's a surprise for their husbands and they're never around when I'm shooting. You'd be surprised how horny they get after an hour or so of me taking some hot pics. Sometimes these babies come in handy." Carl waves the condoms at us once more.

I look back at you and your head is nodding up and down and waving back and forth practically entranced as you focus on those small packages of promised pleasure.

"By the way, these are the ribbed kind if that helps your decision any." Carl adds and grins. The whole time he has been standing his throbbing club of a cock has been pointing to the ceiling.

This guy is a stud! And for some reason I love it!

I can see your eyes now flashing back and forth between that huge cock and the condoms and back again.

"Well, dear, it's all yours. Carl's cock that is. He brought his own protection even." I say, back to stroking my own hard-on now slippery with your saliva.

Carl stands right next to me now. You have your two cocks again, but I sure can tell which one you are truly focused on.

"Well if this is normally part of the sexy photo shoot I wouldn't want to deprive you," you say rather smugly all of a sudden and reach out with both hands to take hold of the young man's extremely hard and utterly huge cock. You flick the tip with your thumb and draw a wet pre-cum circle over the flared and swollen head.

"Mmmm," Carl hums and strokes your hair.

Suddenly you stand up right in front of Carl. His hard cock is in your hands pointing straight up to the ceiling fan above us.