A couple of months ago I got a message here on reddit from a girl, just saying she liked my stories.
It was a sweet message, and I liked the way she wrote, so I wrote back and said thank you. Over the next few days we exchanged lots of messages, chatting about our lives, getting to know each other a little bit.
She is late 20s like me, engaged to her boyfriend, a nurse in a local hospital. We moved from reddit messages to whatsapp, exchanging chats and photos. I liked her a lot, and we got along really well.
The chats turned a little naughty as we talked about our sex lives, and fantasies. One evening I chatted to her and her boyfriend on skype, we all had quite a lot of wine and things got sexy… clothes came off on both sides of the conversation, and I played and directed them while they made out and had sex. Very naughty, very sexy!
The next day she sent me a capture of their side of the skype, but the quality wasn’t great. She said it was a shame, because they’d love to have a proper, good quality video of themselves making love.
And so, gradually, the idea was born. ‘I’ll film you any time,’ I said, half joking. Later that day, I got an e-mail from them both. If I was serious, then they’d love to have me come and film them.
They set out some rules, for me to think about. They wanted me to come and film, and watch. I would be welcome to strip off and play with myself too, if I wanted, but they were clear that they didn’t want any physical contact. That was a clear boundary, they were not offering a threesome.
I e-mailed right back and said yes. I’d love to. Of course!
5 days later, I arrive at their door, armed with two cameras (which can both shoot video), a tripod and loads of big memory cards.
She opens the door and hugs me, a big friendly hello.
In person, she’s tall and beautiful. Nearly 6 foot, she is curvy but not fat, her body looks amazing under a long summery dress.
Her boyfriend is in the living room, in shorts and a t-shirt. He’s tall too, maybe 5’11”, skinny but nicely toned. He hugs me too.
We stand around a little nervously. “We’ve got wine,” she says. “We thought it would help get things going. And some lunch, if you want.”
I haven’t eaten, so I say lunch would be great. He pours the wine as she brings through some cold meats, cheese and bread. We eat together and drink our wine, chatting about this and that.
The alcohol slowly does it’s work, and after half an hour or so he has his hand on her leg, then around her back, and they gently kiss.
“I think you’d better set up the camera,” she says, giggling, “before he gets carried away”.
We go through to the bedroom. I put one camera on a tripod, pointing at the bed. The other I hold, so I can move around, capturing the angles.
They start by kissing, both of them kneeling on the bed, their arms linked behind each other’s backs. I have a zoom lens so I can film it close up, without actually being too close. Their lips meet in gentle, lingering kisses. I can see their tongues, the tips just brushing together.
She pulls back slightly, and now I can clearly see the outline of her nipples, pushing through her dress. Her chest above the dress is flushed red, her lips parted and slightly wet.
He lifts the hem of her dress and she lifts her arms as he pulls it over her head in one movement, dropping it on the floor. They lean back in and kiss some more, his lips on hers, then kissing down her neck, over her chest.
He undoes her bra with one hand and lifts it up and away from her body. Her breasts are big, soft and beautiful, a perfect shape with dark pink areolae and hard pink nipples, which he kisses, flicking his tongue over them as I catch it on film.
She gasps softly as he kisses and caresses her breasts. I film the front of his shorts, where a clear bulge is showing. She reaches down to touch it, feeling it’s shape with her hand before undoing the button of his shorts and pulling down his fly.
She pushes his shorts and pants down together, pulling them clear of his erection, which sticks out straight and hard. He’s a little bigger than average, a really nice size, and his cock looks lovely in her hand as she strokes him up and down.
They kiss again as she strokes his cock, and he slides his hand into her underwear. I zoom in on the movement of his fingers through the material as he strokes her. He pushes down her pants and slides his hand back up between her thighs. She gasps again as his fingers slide across her pussy.
They lie down together, and he kicks his shorts and pants off over his feet, as she does the same with her knickers. She pulls his t-shirt up and off over his head, so they’re both naked. They wrap their arm around each other and hold their naked bodies together, their lips meeting again, the love and passion between them almost electric in it’s intensity.
Still lying on their sides, facing each other, he slides one hand upwards from her knees, between her legs, and she lifts and bends her top leg, resting it on his, giving me a clear view of her pussy as he reaches it with his hand.
I kneel at the foot of the bed and film her pussy. She has a full bush of soft blonde hair, the outer lips dark and engorged, the inner lips pink and glistening wet.
He parts the lips of her pussy with his fingers, stroking her wetness. I film close up as he slides two fingers inside her, then moves them, shiny and wet, onto her clit.
She holds him against her as he fingers her, his two fingers moving in regular circles across and over her clit. They are face to face, her breasts against his chest, her lips millimeters from his, occasionally kissing, her breath coming faster now.
He keeps going, his fingers moving at a steady speed. I film their faces, her mouth open, her tongue occationally darting out to meet his. She’s moaning with every breath, gripping him hard, her fingers digging into his back.
I film down the length of their bodies, her breasts against his chest, her leg still cocked and resting on his. Her bottom hand is wrapped around his erect cock, not stroking but just holding it.
And I film his fingers on her pussy, her wetness now clearly audible as he makes the same, steady strokes over her clit.
Her moans get louder and faster as the minutes pass, her head arched back now, eyes half closed, her body tense. He keeps the same rhythm as she starts to rock her hips, giving a high ‘ahhh, ahhh, ahhh’ with every breath, then ‘yes yes yes ahhh ahh ahh’, followed by a long drawn out cry of pleasure as she reaches the very brink of orgasm.
He keeps his fingers moving as she finally goes over the edge, with a series of almost animal grunts of pleasure. He holds her close and strokes more gently as her orgasm passes, kissing him through her sighs of pleasure as she gets her breath back.
She lets go of him and rolls onto her back. laughing. “I hope you got that,” she says, smiling.
“Oh yes,” I say.
….to be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8tar5s/fm_i_film_a_couple_having_sex_part_1
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