It all began when our good friends Kirk and Didi started borrowing my little digital video camera. I didn't ask why they needed it and they didn't offer a reason, but after about the fifth time it happened, I figured they must have been using it in the bedroom. I found myself wishing I could see some of that footage. Didi is a true thing of beauty, with big round firm breasts, a perfect ass and strong legs. Plus a really sexy face, with eyes that seem to know everything you're thinking. Kirk is maybe six feet two, and in great shape. So when he stopped by to drop the camera off the last time, I started teasing him about what he and Didi had been up to. In reply, he astonished me by asking if I wanted to be the cameraman next time. I tried to be as cool as I could while agreeing to do it. I loved the idea of seeing Didi naked and in action. We agreed on the need to be discreet, as I figured that if my wife Josie found out, she would have put a stop to the whole thing before it ever got started.

Kirk said he would try to work out the details and let me know. A couple of days later he called and asked if I could take the time to come over that Saturday. I said I would be there, camera in hand.

It seemed to take forever for Saturday to arrive, but it finally did. I was at their house right on time. Kirk answered the door, wearing nothing but blue jeans and a smile. Didi greeted me next with a little kiss and those knowing eyes. We relaxed in the living room and had a couple of glasses of wine each. After the second glass was finished there was a rather long pause. Finally I reached into my little carrying case and pulled out the camera, saying, "Let's get this show on the road."

Kirk stood up and took Didi's hand, and we all headed for the master bedroom. I filmed them from behind as they walked down the hall, into their room and over to their king-size bed. Didi took a seat on the edge of the bed, and Kirk moved close to her. I stood about six feet away, camera running.

Kirk took his wife's pretty face in his hands, telling her how beautiful she was, then leaned over and kissed her. As soon as he straightened up, her hands moved to his fly and she pulled out his dick, her eyes locking on it as it rose at her touch. When it was pointing at her face, she opened her mouth and took it right in. I heard a moan, but I wasn't sure if it came from Kirk or from me.

"For a long moment she sucked my meat in that soft, talented mouth. Then she smiled up at me, saying, 'It's really thick'"
Didi's mouth moved slowly up and down as she licked and sucked on Kirk's cock. I zoomed in with the camera to catch her hollowing cheeks. Kirk's dick was long, maybe nine inches at least. It wasn't nearly as thick as mine, but certainly longer. He stood with his hands on his hips, feeding his pretty wife that long dick. My own cock was stiffening in my shorts as I captured the sight. I was thinking that maybe I should have fucked my own little wife before coming over here.

Didi was stealing a look at the camera from time to time, but it didn't seem to be bothering her any. Kirk reached down and undid the top few buttons on her blouse. She took the hint and opened the lower ones for him. Yes! I thought. I really want to see some of that body!

Kirk pushed the open blouse off his wife's shoulders, and Didi let go of his dick to pull it off. I moved closer, going down on one knee to get a better shot of what had to be a perfect set of tits--round, big and firm, with hard pink nipples set off against the creamy flesh of her mounds. Now I had two points of interest to film: her sweet mouth sucking on Kirk's cock, and those luscious tits swaying as she worked.

My own sex gear was straining against my shorts, and I had to adjust myself. Didi saw this and just smiled at me knowingly.

Didi, without missing a stroke, reached for Kirk's pants and pushed them down. As they hit the floor I noticed that his crotch was completely shaved. It made me wonder whether Didi was shaved too. My wife had recently started shaving her pussy, and I really enjoyed it.

 

I moved again, positioning myself just behind Kirk and a little to the side. Now I was pretty much filming Didi straight on as she blew him. She was looking right into the camera. If it had had a dick, it would have been as hard as mine, for sure.

After working a little more of her oral magic on Kirk, Didi pulled away from him and stood up. Then, with one quick swoop, she dropped her shorts and panties to the carpet. Yes, she was shaved clean, all right. What a sight she was!

She and Kirk began kissing passionately, her breasts pressed against his chest and his cock pushing against her. It really was beautiful, and I was getting it all on film.

Then they lay down on the bed, still kissing, with Kirk on top of her. She parted her strong legs, moving her hands to his ass as his rubbed over her tits. She pulled at his buttocks, whispering to him to fuck her. I moved down to the foot of the bed, seeking the best angle as Kirk raised himself into position. I crouched down until I could see his heavy ball sac, and his stiff prick at her open pussy. She raised her hips, and with one push he buried that big tool all the way inside her.

Man, that had to feel good! Now they started getting into it, Kirk moving in and out of her with nice long strokes. At this point they seemed to have forgotten all about the camera, fully absorbed in what was going on between them.

 

I carried the camera and my raging hard-on around the bed, filming Kirk and Didi from the side now. I captured the flexing of Kirk's ass as he pumped into his wife. When he pushed himself up onto his stiff arms I aimed the camera between their bodies, catching his long hard cock pumping in and out of her soaking pussy. I filmed Didi's hands as she pulled and twisted her own nipples. I captured the beads of sweat on her face, and her lust-filled eyes. Kirk's tempo was picking up, and Didi was taking everything he could give her. He was really working on her now, and I was sure he couldn't last much longer. Her pretty face was red, all her muscles tight. When her hips strained upward and her whole body shuddered, I knew she was there. Just then Kirk groaned, his ass clenching as he filled his wife's pussy with his seed.

Their sweaty bodies melted together as they tried to catch their breath. I was so hard now that the front of my shorts was practically showing everything I had.

After a couple minutes Kirk said he needed a shower. As he got up I filmed his softening meat, slick with their juices. Then I switched to Didi, her pink, come-filled pussy wide open for the camera, Kirk's jism running out of her. It was the first time I'd gotten a really good look at that pussy, and I couldn't keep myself from zooming in. That cunt looked so close it seemed as though I could lick it. God knows I would have liked to.

I was zoomed in so close on Didi's pussy that I didn't see her hands coming until they were there. One hand spread the folds of her cunt, while two fingers of the other began rubbing back and forth over her clit. Very nice! I wasn't even aware that Kirk was still standing there until I heard him say, "You go, baby." And with that he headed off toward the bathroom. I couldn't believe he was going to miss this.

I heard the shower start up as Didi continued to strum her clit and finger-fuck herself. By now she was driving her heels into the mattress and scooting her ass closer and closer to me. There was no need to zoom any more, I was that close. Didi's knees were up, her heels and her ass on the very edge of the bed. I knew she was close to coming again. A moment later she gave a loud groan and her knees slammed together, trapping her hands in her crotch.

 

She had come for me. Sweet!

After a few moments Didi opened her eyes. She looked at the bulge in my shorts, then toward the bathroom door. The shower was still running. "Take it out," was all she said.

Friend or no friend, I was powerless to decline. I dropped the camera and opened my shorts. Didi sat up as my dick popped out, and as fast as it had appeared, it disappeared in her warm mouth. Christ! For a long moment she sucked my meat in that soft, talented mouth. Then she pulled away, smiling up at me and saying, "It's really thick."

I would have been happy with her sucking me off, but she had other ideas. She guided my cock between those big tits and then pushed those babies around me. My rather small-breasted wife can't do that, and I was really into it. The saliva she had left on my stiff cock was now lubing her hot skin. I need no further urging as I started fucking those big beautiful globes. Each time I stroked upward, she would lick or suck the purple head of my dick.

I'd like to say that I had a lot of staying power but, to be honest, I did not. After everything I had seen--and filmed--I was aching to shoot my wad. It only took about a dozen strokes between her luscious tits for me to get off. The first shot landed on her chin and lips, and she licked most of it off, while putting her hand over my erupting dick to catch the rest my sticky load.

 

But Didi wasn't done with me. She smiled as she rubbed her come-covered hand on my cock. "It's so thick," she said again. "Put it inside me before it goes soft."

No problem. With her still positioned on the edge of the bed, I pushed my still-twitching dick all the way into her well-fucked pussy. She felt wonderful, soaking wet and very hot. Didi then hooked her heels behind my knees, pulling my legs apart. She whispered that she was going to get me hard again, so I could fuck her real good.

Her hand, still wet with my jism, worked its way across my ass and found my puckered hole. She worked my come around my back door and pushed one finger inside it. Now my cock was buried in one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen, while her long finger probed my ass. I didn't think my dick was going to have any trouble staying hard. I started to pull back so that I could push back into her, but she told me to just lie still, tightening her legs around mine.

Her finger was moving in and out of me with ease, now that my sphincter muscles had relaxed for her. In fact, she slid another finger into my anus, and then she started talking. I thought that was odd, since she and Kirk had barely said a word while they were going at it, but now she was saying stuff like, "Does that feel good? Do you want to fuck me? Do you like my fingers in your ass?" I was a bit frustrated, because the way she had my body locked I couldn't really fuck her. I was kissing her, and I did like what she was doing to me, but I really wanted to screw her. Her fingers were really sawing into me now, and I was letting myself go with it more and more. "Yes, baby, relax that ass," she said. "Ready to fuck me now?"

Before I could answer, her hands pulled my cheeks apart, and I felt something else going into me. I looked over my shoulder and saw that Kirk was behind me!

Here I was with a hard dick in this man's wife, and now he'd got an inch or so of his in me. What to do? Kirk then said, "I know you want to fuck her, man, but I want to fuck you too. How about it?"

Didi unlocked her legs from mine, waiting for me to make up my mind. It didn't take me long. As I pulled back from her, I felt Kirk's cock going where no man had gone before. I drew back until I was almost outside of her. Then Kirk pushed forward, driving the rest of his dick into me, and mine back into his wife.

Didi grinned and said it looked like I had made up my mind. Kirk took hold of my hips and pulled me back, my ass still swallowing his dick. Then he pushed forward again so I could fill his wife's waiting pussy. Soon we got into a really good rhythm, Kirk pulling back, slipping his cock almost out of me, then filling me again, driving us both forward. I let myself go with it, fucking and being fucked, and I have to admit I was in heaven. As good as it felt to be fucking Didi, Kirk's dick in my ass made it that much better.

After a good while, Kirk pulled out of my back door, much to my regret by now, saying that he wanted his cock sucked. He pulled off the condom he'd been wearing and moved around the bed to his wife's face. Well, I thought, at least I could finally fuck this beauty at my own pace. I began to move in and out of her with long slow strokes, pleased to hear her moan with pleasure.

At the same time, she turned her head toward her husband, and that long cock that had just been pleasing me slipped between her lips. Then he was fucking her pretty face while I fucked her cunt. I decided to tease her a little by pulling my dick back until it was barely inside her, making her wait, then driving it back into her hard. This got her full attention, and she dropped Kirk's cock from her mouth and moaned for me to kiss her. I did just that, and our tongues twisted around each other in a beautiful dance. I could taste Kirk's dick, but I didn't mind; I had kissed plenty of women after they had blown me, and I liked it.

When the kiss ended, Didi asked me if I could taste Kirk's cock. I said yes. She took him back in her mouth, but kept looking at me, watching me watch her suck that big dick. From time to time he would pull back, and she would turn to kiss me again. Then, after one of our kisses, Kirk brought his cock to my mouth instead of hers. I didn't move, but my tongue made contact. When he pulled back, Didi kissed me once more. And then Kirk pushed his tool between us. Her lips and tongue were on one side of it, mine on the other. His cock felt hard and soft at the same time. When Didi took the head into her mouth, I worked on the long shaft, kissing and licking it. Didi pulled away from him, looking at me with those knowing eyes, and said, "Your turn."

I didn't think; I just did it. I sucked that dick right in. I wanted to pleasure that thing that had been pleasing me earlier. I loved doing it, and Kirk loved it too, if his moans meant anything. I was still inside Didi, and she was saying, "Yes, baby, suck that big dick. It's good, isn't it?"

I was so turned on that I could feel my orgasm approaching. I started slamming into Didi, while being careful not to lose the wonderful cock in my mouth. Didi was meeting me stroke for stroke. Then all of a sudden Kirk's cock erupted, shooting his come into my mouth. When that happened, I went over the top myself, and as I did, Didi lost it too, bucking and moaning in her climax. I dropped Kirk's cock and he sprayed both our faces with the last of his load.

The three of us collapsed onto the bed, Didi lying between me and her husband. I was spent. Kirk was the first one to speak, saying that he had a surprise for me. He said that this whole thing had been planned, which at that point did not come as much of a surprise. Then he said he wanted to show me something, and with that he turned on his TV and VCR. What came on the screen was a tape that Kirk had apparently made earlier. It showed him holding my camera, pointed at himself. He was talking into it, addressing me. First he thanked me for lending him the camera. Then he announced that he was getting his cock sucked while recording this. He started to point the camera down, then brought it back to his face. He said something about the blowjob feeling really good, and how he wondered if I would like to see it. Sitting there on the bed, I piped up, "Hell, yes!" and we all laughed. But when he pointed the camera down at his dick, I really was surprised. Instead of Didi, who I had expected to see, the woman on her knees, sucking his dick with gusto, was my own wife Josie! He then panned down further, and I saw Didi eating out my wife's pussy.

I think we're going to need another cameraman for our forthcoming foursome.--F.G., Portland, Oregon