The Sex Tape

Just for clarification, it wasn’t my idea to make a sex tape.

Not that I’m opposed to the idea, I’ve just never found it necessary. Being bisexual, I need just look down and I have all the arousal I need.

Also, porn exists. There are people who can fuck on camera much better than me and my boyfriend Chris, so why should we bother?

Nevertheless, he said he wanted to film us the next time we fucked. When I asked why, he shrugged and said he’d thought it’d be hot.

I agreed, because we didn’t have anything better to do (quarantine, ugh), and I wanted to keep things fresh. So the next time we felt like banging, he set up his phone to record the bed, and we got to work.

The thing about sex on camera is that I thought it would make me self-conscious. I thought I would be worried about how I look, if I was doing something wrong, etc. However, as soon I got Chris’s hard cock in my hands, all those worries melted away. If anything, I’m a natural on camera. I sucked his cock while bending over, to give a better view of my ass and pussy from behind, and spread them wide for the camera’s pleasure.

Then, it was his turn to eat me out. Now, I’m a bit of a moaner. It’s a good thing our neighbours are so chill, put it that way. But when I could see the camera’s blinking light across the room, I moaned even louder, and with more conviction. I might have been hamming it up a bit, because my boyfriend asked if was alright, but it was mostly real. He was good at eating a pussy, after all.

Then came doggystyle. Something about seeing our bodies move and come together rhythmically as he penetrated me deeply turned me on even more. It wasn’t often an angle I got to see. We fucked harder and faster, pleasure filling me as his thick cock drove deeper into me. I’m sure our neighbours heard us, I don’t see how they couldn’t have. We share a wall, for god’s sake.

We came together in doggystyle, and lay on the bed for a few minutes panting. When he switched off the camera, the video file was around twenty-five minutes long. Not bad for a decent night’s work.

As far as I know, he stored the video on a DVD so we could watch it on our television (with the curtains closed, of course, although the exhibitionist in me did wonder). We watched it a few times over the next couple of weeks, and he was right: it was hot. Plus, it made me feel less guilty than porn when I masturbated over it a few times myself.

Now, the neighbours with whom we shared a wall were a couple, like ourselves. They were young and attractive. Me and Chris sometimes talked about who we’d rather fuck, jokingly of course. Mostly jokingly. Kiara and Liam both had long blonde hair and great bodies, so for me it was a tough choice. For Chris, who is straight, it was an easier choice. Kiara had amazing tits. Not huge, necessarily, but so perky and well-formed. It didn’t help that she loved wearing low cut shirts as well. Liam, on the other hand, had a swimmer’s build, and sometimes worked out in his garden, shirtless. It was all I could do to keep from fanning myself like a lusty southern maid. Once he wore low-cut shorts and I swear I could see a bulge. I basically had to leave and deal with myself discreetly before I jumped on him.

Me and Chris considered a threesome with them, but decided against broaching the subject. We got on pretty well with our neighbours, considering how vocal I am during sex, and we didn’t want to ruin it or anything. Other than that, we were both interested in having someone else in bed. A girl, that is.

About two weeks after the tape was filmed Liam came over to ask if he could borrow a DVD. It was a copy of a stand-up gig they had been talking about the day before. I smiled at Liam and watched as Chris went to the bedroom to get the DVD. He handed it over, smiles all round, no problems there.

The problem came when Chris got the sex tape out for that night’s fun time. He had an annoying habit of leaving the wrong DVD in the box, swapping it for whatever was already in there. So, you can imagine it didn’t take me long to figure out what had happened when he put the sex tape in, and a middle-aged man came on screen telling a joke about pregnant women.

“Chris,” I asked, my voice sugar sweet. “What the fuck is this?”

“Oh shit,” he said, his eyes wide.

“Did you just give Liam our fucking sex tape?”

“Yes,” he said, not moving. “Yes I did.”

“Great,” I said, getting out of bed, still in lingerie.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m gonna get it back.”

“Are you gonna get dressed?”

I looked at myself. “Nah. Give the street a treat, don’t you think?”

“Wait, I can do it- “he said, but I was already out the door. If there’s one thing you don’t do, you don’t piss me off while I’m horny.

The night was cold, making my nipples prick up. I felt confidence as I strutted up to their door and knocked thrice. Kiara opened the door in a robe, and her eyes widened at the sight of my clothing.

“Hi,” I said, as if nothing was wrong.

“Hey,” said Kiara, uncertainly, “what’s up?”

“It’s just that Chris gave Liam a DVD earlier today, and we were wondering if we could have it back?”

Kiara hesitated, perhaps deciding if she should be offended. “Why, he hasn’t watch -“

She was cut off by a voice from in the house. “Babe, you gotta come see this! Oh my god!”

Fucker. He was seeing it right now. “Excuse me,” I said, pushing past her. Her robed figure against my bare skin somehow made even hornier. I navigated my way swiftly to the bedroom, where Liam was on the bed watching the sex tape on their TV.

“Check this- holy shit!” he said, seeing me. His eyes, once fascinated, now showed fear and shock.

“Hi,” I said, again in that sugar sweet voice. “Could I have that back, please?”

“Babe, wait,” said Chris, coming in, closely followed by Kiara.

“What’s going on?” asked Kiara.

“Honey, they made a sex tape,” said Liam.

“Hang on a second,” said Chris, turning red. The tape was still playing, and now my moaning could be heard.

“It sure sounds like her,” said Liam, smiling wickedly. Kiara stifled a smile too.

“Can we have it back please?” I asked, horny and annoyed. “We were gonna watch it tonight.”

“I dunno,” said Liam. “Maybe we’ll watch it tonight.”

“Liam,” said Kiara.

“What? You think we should ask them?”

“Not now…”

“Why not? Seems like as good a time as any.”

“Ask us what?” I said, starting to get cold, but still craving dick.

“Kiara wants to have a threesome, but she’s afraid to ask in case it spoils our relationship.”

This did surprise me. Kiara looked embarrassed, flushing deep red. Chris still looked vaguely stressed. My nipples perked up again.

“Oh?” I said. “Is that so?”

“Yeah,” said Liam. “So, maybe, you do us a favour, and we’ll give you this tape back.”

I look at Chris, who’s started staring at Kiara. I can’t help but notice her nipples poking through her robe. He nods and shrugs. He had been as up for it as me, after all.

“Okay,” I said. “Fuck it.”

To be continued…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hcv4j8/the_sex_tape