The Comeback

Mike leaned over me and asked, "Do you mean...anal?"

I swallowed hard before I answered him. Part of me wanted him to do it but I knew it would really hurt. "I...I don't know if I can do that again so soon, honey."

Mike kissed my ear and whispered, "Do you remember our honeymoon?"

"But...but that was years ago. I...I..."

"It's what I want," he said. "I'm sorry but this whole situation is making me lose my mind. I can't believe I licked your ass in front of all those people. If we hadn't been pulled away I'm sure I would have fucked you in front of everyone. I'm like crazy in lust now and I don't wanna hurt you but..."

I couldn't believe he licked my ass in public either and the idea that we could have put on a public show excited me. "I understand," I said. "Just...go slow."

Oh my God. The pain I felt was almost unbearable but it only lasted a few seconds. Then I was consumed by animal desires. My orgasm was so intense that I almost passed out. "You'd better go clean off," I said. When Mike climbed out of bed I glanced at the clock. It was only seven in the evening and I was almost asleep. I figured I could wait until the next day to find out what Mike's secret was. Sleep was more important to me at that point.

******

I groaned when I opened my eyes and looked at the glowing red digits on the clock. Seven in the morning. We had gotten twelve hours of sleep. Good. I needed it considering I was going to watch Mike's shoot and then perform in my own.

As much as I didn't want to I had to accept that the moment had arrived. Mike was going to make his AV debut and his debut was going to include anal with a pretty black woman and some other stuff he was keeping secret. After a light breakfast Yuki, Tom and I went to the shoot with him to provide moral support, not that he needed it. I never asked her, by the way, what happened at dinner after we left. If she wanted me to know, she would tell me.

There was no fooling around in Mike's shoot—no preliminary posing or anything like that. Mostly it was just a bunch of newbies, including a slew of cameramen working in the industry for the first time. The action proceeded like this—Mike and about ten other guys, black and white, burst into the living room, grabbed the chalky white Brian, "hit" him in the stomach to make him bend over, grabbed Myra, dragged both of them into the bedroom and started to strip her while at the same time stripping off Brian's clothes. That was a bit of a surprise. I'd seen the "watch us fuck your wife" videos in the past but I've never seen the poor "husband" stripped naked.

Mike, who was playing the boss, then started his dialog, such as it was. "You gotta pay your bills, man," he said. "Otherwise you gotta pay the consequences." He pushed Myra to her knees and snarled, "Suck my cock, bitch."

Myra dropped to her knees and immediately committed an adult video no-no. She looked up at the camera and kind of smiled, as though she was saying, "Am I doing this right?" That would be edited out later. Surrounded by three cameramen she started sucking Mike off, taking him all the way into her throat. Yuki and I looked at each other and smiled with approval.

Then the unexpected happened. One of the black guys shoved Brian to his knees, grabbed the back of his head and growled, "Suck my cock, faggot." A second later Brian's pasty white mouth had a dark black prick sliding in and out of it while Mike was saying, "See that, bitch? Your fag husband likes sucking cock. See? He has a hard-on. How's that make you feel, bitch?"

Yuki, Tom and I exchanged what the fuck looks. None of us had ever, ever seen one guy sucking another in a straight video. Brian did have a stiff prick, a pretty big stiff prick I might add, so he had to be enjoying what he was doing. I have to admit that it was an awesome turn on for me as well.

The blow job session went on for about two or three minutes during which Mike's taunting tirade continued. With the three cameramen around Myra and two others around Brian those three minutes would easily be turned into ten or more with good editing. When the director gave the signal, Mike dragged Myra to the edge of the bed, shoved her into a doggy position and began pounding her. "Get that faggot over here," he shouted. The black guy dragged Brian in front of Myra, made him kneel and watch as he jammed his cock into her mouth.

"Look at your husband," Mike growled. "His cock is so hard. He likes seeing you fucked by two strangers. Well, let's see how he likes this."

I tensed up as I realized that the anal session was about to begin. The black guy slowly backed away from Myra, making sure that she had time to let some drool dangle from her chin. Mike then dragged Myra to the edge of the bed until only her upper body was on it. She was so petite that her knees barely reached the floor but her ass was fully exposed. The cameramen rushed to get good shots or her butt leaving only one next to her face to video her expression when Mike's cock plowed into her puckered hole.

Mike shoved Myra face down on the bed, positioned himself behind her and put the knob of his cock between her cheeks. A second later Myra let out a long, loud, ear-piercing primal scream. Yuki, Tom and I almost jumped out of our skins and went into a group hug. I mean—I was freaked out by her scream and apparently they were as well.

I saw Mike's ass tighten as he shoved his prick into Myra again. Her head popped up and she let out a loud, long, "No." The black guy grabbed her by the hair and laughed. "You fag husband likes seeing you ass-fucked, bitch. See? His cock is really hard now."

Soon Mike was slamming into Myra so hard that his thighs were slapping against hers. She was screaming, "I can't do this, help me, stop it, please..." It was so real I wanted to run over to the scene and drag Mike off but Yuki held me back. After one more powerful thrust Mike moaned as he emptied his balls into Myra.

By now I was drenched in sweat and shaking. I thought it was over, but I was wrong. Mike mumbled, "Bring that pussy over here."

Myra cried, "Please. No more."

Mike said, "We ain't done with you yet, cunt, or with your husband."

Mike and the black guy rolled Myra onto her back and dragged her a few feet to a more central place on the floor. Mike lifted one of her legs in the air, the black guy lifted the other, and someone else shoved Brian down to his knees. As the rest of the actors gathered around Myra with their cocks in their hands, Mike snarled, "Fuck your bitch wife."

Brian, as ordered, fell to his knees and shoved his cock deep into Myra. She hollered and begged him to stop. When the first gob of cum from one of the guys around her hit her in the face she began to moan and sob. This just seemed to fire up Brian who pressed as hard as he could into her.

This was all bizarre enough but then the biggest of the black guys in the room got behind Brian and jammed his prick into Brian's ass! Brian opened his mouth to scream but as soon as he did a cock was shoved down his throat. I had never in my wildest dreams imagined seeing something like this. A big stream of drool dangled from Brian's chin and poor Myra's face began to get covered with jism.

I was on the verge of passing out and I think Yuki was as well because we held onto each other for support, our eyes wide with a combination of wonder and horror. Finally, Yuki whispered, "This is sick."

I replied, "Yeah."

When a stream of Mike's cum hit Myra in the face Yuki whispered, "I'd love to fuck your husband."

I stared at her like a deer in headlights. "What?"

"Oh...nothing."

I was about to reply but the moaning sounds of men coming shut down our conversation. Myra was sobbing and was so cum covered that she was barely recognizable. When the shoot finally ended I wondered if I should go talk to her but that would have been a breach of protocol so I waited to see what would happen next.

Myra and Brian slowly got to their feet, toweled off and started heading toward their room to clean up. When they passed by Yuki and me I whispered to Myra, "Are you okay?"

She smiled at me and said, "I've never enjoyed being ass fucked as much as I did just now. Your husband packs a punch." Then she and Brain ambled away.

Yuki laughed, kissed me on the cheek and said, "Now you know why I'd love to fuck your husband."

******

I couldn't get Yuki's comment out of my mind. Mike and I had never had a threesome but the idea, spurred on by Yuki's interest, began to become appealing to me. But I had to get Mike away from the set as well as get ready for my next scene with Yuki. I put her comment out of my mind and instead went over to talk to Mike. He seemed to be in somewhat of a daze so I took his hand and led him to our room. "You gotta shower off," I said. "I'd get in with you but I have to get ready for my shoot. You're coming to it, right?"

He seemed to be avoiding eye contact with me. "Uh huh," he mumbled.

"Mike," I said. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he said. "What just happened was so weird, though. I mean, I knew what the script said but...but knowing and seeing are two different things. I actually thought that I was hurting Myra but while we were...you know...but while I was up her butt she whispered that...that..."

"She was coming?"

"Uh huh."

I have to admit that I was bothered by the fact that another woman had come while Mike fucked her that way but I had no time to waste. I had to put on my outfit for my shoot, something I really didn't want to do. It was a cumbersome blue business outfit complete with long skirt, jacket, panty hose, bra and so on. The story line was another invasion story line and totally absurd. Yuki and I were going to play business women in an office who get assaulted by a bunch of men who break in. Basically it was the same plot as the gymnasium video only the setting was different. The reason we had to wear such bulky outfits was that the men were going to strip off our clothes as they had their way with us. That was supposed to make the scene more exciting. And this is a laugh—they were going to force Yuki and me to have sex with each other after we had taken a bunch of cum shots. Like we had to be forced, right?

I wondered how Mike would like seeing me slip-sliding on top of Yuki when we were both covered with jism. Oh,well. He either would or would not enjoy it. I hoped it would be a turn on for him. It was sure going to be a turn on for me.

Anyway, Yuki and I were set to perform barely a half hour after Mike was finished. After all, time is of the essence when you're making these types of videos in someone's home.

The video started with us walking into the office and bending over a desk to look at a computer terminal. That was supposed to highlight our asses but how good can your butt look in a business skirt?

Suddenly, while Yuki and I are preoccupied, about a dozen men break in and grab us. We scream but are helpless. I got shoved to the ground and started having my top ripped off while at the same time being fucked by one of the men. Of course I'm horrified at first.

Then, of course, I begin to relax.

Then, as is the case in a lot of AV videos, I begin to enjoy what's happening.

Yuki's plot is slightly different. She enjoys what's happening right away.

Then, when she is bent over a couch and fucked doggy-style, she screams just a little as if she is protesting.

Well, the guys slowly—too slowly for my liking—continue fucking us while they painstakingly rip off the rest of our clothing. Jeez. That took forever. When we were finally naked I heard the words, "Licking scene." That was my clue to lie on the floor, which was conveniently covered with a nice, soft blanket to cushion my body. When I was on my back a stagehand plopped a gob of fake jism on my face, too much as it turns out for any semblance of reality. It didn't matter that it looked absurd, though. Like I said earlier—time if of the essence and no one would complain anyway. One of the guys snarled, "Lick the cum from her face, bitch." That was Yuki's turn to get on top of me and slowly gobble up the fake jism. I swear it was all we could do not to laugh.

This scene would be edited in toward the end of the video, but we had to get it out of the way because we were soon going to be covered with real cum. There are some actresses who will actually lick real jism off the face of someone, and some actresses who swap cum with another woman. I am not one of them nor is Yuki. I don't mind swallowing cum when a guy I like explodes in my mouth. In fact, I enjoy it. But a stranger's cum? Forget about it.

After the licking scene it was suck-fuck, suck-fuck, take a load of real cum to the face, fuck-suck and so on. When both of us were glistening with cum, I got shoved down on top of Yuki and was told to kiss her. I liked that part, especially when she started using the jism on my chest to let my tits slide through her hands.

I was so horny that when a guy got behind me and started fucking me really hard, so hard that he pressed my pussy against Yuki's pussy I just about exploded..

"Oh my God," I whispered. "This feels good."

"It does," Yuki said. "I love feeling you. I think I'm gonna...oh...oh...I am."

"Me, too."

Trust me. It's a rare event when two women making love can come at the same time, but Yuki and I did.

Then it was another shot of cum to Yuki's face and a cream pie by me and the shoot was over. I rolled onto my back and exhaled. "Jesus. I'm exhausted," I said. "Mike. Come help me up. Let's go right to the room so I can shower."

As Mike escorted me away I waved goodbye to everyone. I took a nice, long shower while Mike packed up our bags and loaded the car. Believe it or not I was still horny and could not wait to get home for some good, honest sex.

******

Well, for the first time ever my husband had attended one of my video sessions. When we got into the car I let my skirt ride up my thighs, played with the buttons on my blouse and tried everything I could to get Mike to look at me and to talk to me. He was so quiet on the ride home, though, that I just knew something was wrong and I knew exactly what it was, or so I thought. He had to be angry with me for getting him involved in a porn shoot or, worse, for seeing me in a porn shoot. I reached across the center console to touch his thigh, whispering, "What's wrong, baby? Please tell me."

"There's...um...not exactly anything wrong," he said. "But..."

I stroked his cheek, leaned way over and gave him a kiss. "Are you upset with what you saw me doing?"

"No," he said. "I didn't like the first part of your shoot but...when you and Yuki...you know...that was a turn-on for me and...I'm ashamed to admit..."

His comment lifted my spirits quite a bit. "There's nothing to be ashamed of, honey. It's natural..."

"But...but you had an orgasm, right? I don't like the idea that some other guy..."

I kissed him again. "My orgasm had nothing to do with the guy," I said. "It's just that his weight forced me against Yuki and my clit...well...you get it, right? Besides, you came in Myra's butt and I'm not upset about that. I was a bit jealous, though."

"You were?"

"Uh huh. I mean, I always thought that only my butt..."

"There's more," Mike said, cutting me off. "I'll...I'll tell you when we get home."

"Is it...is it bad?"

"I don't know," he said. "It has nothing to do with you if that's what you're thinking. I'm not angry at you. It's just..." When his voice trailed off I decided to wait until we were home to continue the conversation. The silence of the ride was maddening. I could not imagine what he was going to tell me.

After what seemed like an eternity we finally arrived home. Still avoiding eye contact with me Mike took me by that hand and led me into the bedroom. When we sat on the bed he stared into my eyes and said, "I'm not gay."

I had to laugh at the absurdity of what he said. "I know that, silly. Why in the world..."

Mike blurted out, "I was turned on by watching Brian suck another guy's cock."

I was stunned. In fact, I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. I began to stammer as I searched for something to say. "Well...there's nothing wrong with that. I mean...I like to eat pussy and...why shouldn't guys...it's all societal bias, right? So..."

"The thing is," Mike said, "that I began to wonder what it would feel like to have a cock in my mouth."

I was momentarily frozen by Mike's comment but, after I regained my senses, an idea popped into my mind. "Get undressed," I said. "We're gonna do something." I stripped out of my clothes and, when Mike lay down on the bed, I retrieved my dildo collection from the dresser drawer. After studying it for a few seconds I chose a white, not too big dildo for my experiment.

I kneeled next to him and whispered, "Watch me." I eased the dildo into my mouth, swirled my tongue around it, took it a bit deeper and then handed it to Mike. "You do what I just did," I said.

He looked at me and laughed. "You're kidding," he said.

I smashed my lips against his and drove my tongue into his mouth. "No, I'm not," I said. "Do it for me, okay?"

He hesitated, but finally took a deep breath and began to lick the head of the dildo. I was so excited that I almost passed out. I got on my knees, crawled between his legs and, with my thighs already coated by my juices, I started to suck his cock, mimicking the motions he was making. Despite the fact that he had already come twice that day he was soon as hard as a rock. I gotta tell you—I love that about him. He seems to have an unlimited capacity for hardons.

Anyway, I was so turned on that I knew giving him a blow job would do nothing to satisfy me, even if I massaged my clit while I was doing it. I debated using my little finger-mounted vibrator but even that wouldn't be enough, so I climbed on top of him, lowered myself onto his prick and began to rock back and forth. That seemed to make him less reluctant to experiment with the dildo since he gradually took it deeper into his mouth until it almost disappeared.

Seeing Mike deep throat the dildo just about drove me out of my mind with lust. As I stared down at him I imagined the dildo was, in fact, another guy's prick. The glistening dildo and the little pool of drool on Mike's lips fired my imagination to the point that it began to get out of hand. I closed my eyes and envisioned not only Mike giving a guy a blow job but me sucking another guy's cock at the same time. As my orgasm built my mind's eye saw a pulsating prick pouring jism into Mike's mouth and another blasting jism into mine. "Mike," I cried. "This is so...oh my God...exciting."

He mumbled, "Mmm hmm," reached up with one hand to squeeze my tits, forced the dildo deep into his mouth and started to stroke it, like I would when I was ready for him to come.

I was so aroused that my eyes started to glaze over. I had been on top of him less than five minutes when I had an earth-shattering orgasm, an orgasm that was closely followed by a river of Mike's cum pouring into me. I fell on top of him, gasping for air. "Thank you," I whispered. "Thank you for doing that."

Mike's chest rose and fell as he, too, gasped for air. "I have to admit that I liked it," he said. "I thought I wouldn't but...as long as you liked it then I did. I'd do anything for you, baby. Anything."

I decided to roll dice and push him a bit. "If you and I...if we were to get another guy...would you...if I asked you to...would you suck his cock?"

Mike threw his arm over his eyes and laughed. "I don't know, babe," he said. "I am curious to know what it's like to feel a cock throbbing and shooting cum in someone's mouth. I mean—I want to know what you feel, so...maybe."

"Oh, God, Mike," I moaned. "I love you so much. You're a wonderful husband. I love you."