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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Mrs B's head and part of her shoulder appeared from behind the door. Even in the dim light, I could tell she was naked. I started to piece things together as I stepped into their bedroom. Candles flickered on every surface, and in the centre was a huge four-poster bed. Chrissy was already under the covers, Mrs B had just rejoined her. They sat up, a Cheshire-Cat grin on both of their faces.
"Take a photo of us please!"
"If it's not too dark. Is it too dark?"
"A little yeah."
I looked up and gave her a knowing smile.
"Depends how much you want to be able to see."
"We want to see everything!"
Chrissy sighed from the bed, rolling her head to reveal her hands were cuffed together
I turned up the dimmer until the camera could pick out the detail on the bed's curtains. I centred the couple and took a few shots. Dark but visible. Moody.
"Now video!" Mrs B called out.
I approached the bed, filming, to show them how the candles and moonlight were being captured on film. As I sat down on the bed to play it back, Mrs B leaned over and turned the dimmer to full power. Chrissy giggled and hid under the covers, but Mrs B - possessed by her idea now - jumped out of bed, tugging my arm to get up and join her.
She looked so good naked, and was mugging for the camera as I pointed it at her.
"Start filming me - and keep filming."
She winked, held the bed sheet, and suddenly pulled it off in a theatrical, dramatic gesture. Chrissy lay prone in the centre, her legs tied to the bottom posts, her legs held apart.
I stepped forward, following Mrs B as she climbed onto the bed on all fours. I savoured the view from behind and then stepped round so I was parallel to her as she lowered her head and began to plant kisses on Chrissy's body. Her mouth, her neck, her arms, her breasts - moving her lips over her wife's skin at a glacial pace.
Mrs B pushed herself down the bed until her head was between Chrissy's knees, and started to lick the inside of her thigh. Chrissy was sighing and moaning, trying to thrust her restrained body in Mrs B's direction as Mrs B continued the tease. Her eyes looked into the camera and she beckoned me forward. I sat down on the bed, keeping the camera on Mrs B. She was framed in close-up, her right hand stroking Chrissy's clit, her fingers wet.
"Make sure you get her face for this," she whispered.
I pushed up onto my knees and zoomed out slightly so Chrissy's whole body was in shot, top-down, with 'Mrs B’s head and hand at the right of the frame. Chrissy gasped and threw her neck back, feeling three of Mrs B's fingers gently slide inside her. Her mouth opened into a huge smile, and she held it, groaning with pleasure as her first orgasm shot through her body.
I felt my own arousal pushing against the shorts and tried to focus on the task at hand.
Chrissy started to grind her hips and I zoomed back in as Mrs B closed her mouth around her clit. She was fucking
Mrs B's hand now, rocking back and forth and moaning as I moved to get the view down Chrissy's body - Mrs B's head moving gently between her legs, her eyes watching her lover twist and turn against her bonds. Chrissy was onto another climax already, her breathing deep and her body shaking. Maybe they were both right about women fuck women better than men do, I thought. I don't stand a chance.
I backed up onto my feet as Mrs B rose from between Chrissy's legs, and laid across her body and kissed her, as she was uncuffing her hands. I filmed the girls side on as they passionately kissed, each with one hand stroking the other. Chrissy shook off her blindfold, and smiled as she looked into the camera. She looked down, saw the unmistakable bulge below my waist and pretended to be shocked - eyes wide, hand over her mouth - and whispered something to Mrs B.
Mrs B looked over at me, nodded, then beckoned me closer. Closer. Until I was kneeling on the bed again, between Chrissy's open legs, pointing the camera in her face.
Mrs B purred, "Chrissy has a special request." She took the camera from my hands but kept it trained on Chrissy as she pivoted to filming side-on. Chrissy took a deep breath, paused for a second, then looked into the camera, her head down. She was asking permission.
"I want some cock please ma'am."
'Show it to me."
"Yes ma'am." Chrissy's hands were on my waist, then they were in my shorts, and then in a single tug she brought them down, violently releasing my arousal. It sprang up, slapped Chrissy on the chin and then came to rest directly in her eyeline.
"Very well. You may indulge."
There was a brief moment of mutual gazing - Mrs B looking at me with curiosity, Chrissy with excitement. I made eye contact with Mrs B, who just mouthed "Enjoy it". Chrissy held me by the shaft, feeling my hardness and wrapping her fingers round me to feel my thickness.
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