by Mia Moore
Who’s watching me?
I don’t know anymore
Are the neighbours watching?
Who’s watching?
—Rockwell, Watching me
Later that night, Elena finished in the bathroom and walked into the bedroom. Matt was already in bed with the laptop open resting on his knees. He looked up at her and grinned. “Guess what?”
She paused mid-step and her eyes lit up wide. From the look on his face it could only mean one thing! “They got back to us?”
“Did they ever! This is one email you’d better put in a private folder. X-rated for sure.” He threw back the covers so that she could climb in next to him.
She snuggled close watching the screen and feeling a sharp gasp for air at the sight. Holy cow! They sure weren’t shy. Sophia was sprawled across a red bedspread: she wore a smile and practically nothing else.
She wore a red Santa hat and the dark hair below flowed over the bed, while her arms were crossed above her head. Her breasts were full, the nipples puckered and erect above a flat stomach and narrow waist. She wasn’t completely immodest the way her legs were crossed, and her mons was covered by a gold bell ornament.
“Look at the inscription! Ring her bell? Oh my God, she’s crazy. Crazy fun.” Matt turned to her and continued. “Are you ready for the video link or do you want to read the rest of the email first?”
“Video link?”
“Yeah, she attached a video to the email.”
“Have you watched already?”
He shook his head. “Nope; we’ll watch it together. Read the email, then we’ll be both up to speed.”
Elena’s mouth was wide, barely containing the laugh that bubbled in her chest. This was incredible! She had the feeling that the video was going to be pretty hot. “Yeah, save the best for last.” She snuggled closer to her husband.
Merry Christmas Matt and Elena!
I’m looking forward to Elena ringing my bell and I’d sure like to tinkle hers. LOL Chris too...but that’s for a later time, I’m sure.
How could we forget you? Are you kidding? And yes, we saw you sneak off and get it on. I told Chris, we’d be hearing from you. That bet cost him. As I write he’s eating my pussy, not that it’s a loss for him. LOL
We’d LOVE to see you at the club at New Year’s. Chris has made the booking. It’s a little more expensive but they serve a buffet later in the evening. And we promise to respect your limits. Eva and Frank will sit with us. Glad you like them. They’re a ton of fun.
You’re welcome to spend the night at our house. There’s just us. Our son will be back at college and our daughter and her family live in another city. Don’t worry, we won’t make you sleep with us. LOL Well, only if you want to....
Eva and I are going shopping for our dresses this week. I’ll send you pics, Elena.
I hope you enjoy the video. Eva and Frank were with us in Hedonism and don’t mind if we share with you.
Can’t wait to see you two!
Hugs, kisses, fondling, orgasms etc,
Sophia and Chris
P.S. If you aren’t too shy, we’d love to see some naughty pics of you. Our hot toddy on a cold winter’s night, so to speak.
Matt turned to her and laughed shaking his head. “Oh my God, the way she writes, it’s like we’ve known them forever!”
Elena felt like her chest was ready to burst. This was unbelievable! They were so kind to offer their place to stay...but for this time, probably not. “Look, I know a trip to New York City isn’t cheap but we can’t stay at their place....not yet. Why don’t we make this our Christmas present to each other? I don’t need another sweater or piece of jewellery and you certainly don’t need any tools or boy toys.”
Matt pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. “You’re my toy. The best toy ever and speaking of ringing ding a lings....” He pulled her hand onto his crotch.
Oh my God. He was getting a chubby from all of this. She grinned and gave him a squeeze. He had it wrong. He was her boy toy. “Let’s open that video. I can’t wait to see it.”
He adjusted the volume down before clicking the icon.
The scene opened showing a broad sidewalk bordered by lush green vegetation. There was a jiggling as the door to a hotel room came into sight, like whoever was filming was doing it walking. The door opened and inside the room the light was dimmer. As the camera and film maker advanced into the large bedroom, more brightly lit, Sophia, Chris and Eva, naked bodies entwined, filled the screen. Well that explained who the film maker was—Frank.
Sophia sat in the middle of the flowered bedspread, one leg bent at the knee while the other sprawled straight and wide, her arms around Eva kissing her. Chris knelt on the bed behind Eva, holding her opulent breasts in his hand while kissing her neck. Eva was sandwiched between the couple, the focus of their attention, while her husband walked around the bed, filming the scene from different angles.
Elena’s gaze was soft and she squirmed lower on the bed. Watching the two women’s ardour caused a tingle in Elena’s pussy. Eva was like a silver haired angel between the deeply tanned couple, her breasts rolling in Chris’s grasp. She eased back from Sophia and turned to Chris, kissing him while her hand slid up his thigh, fingers curling around a cock that was like a flagpole, stiff and pointing straight up.
Sitting beside her, Matt’s eyes were wide and his lips parted gazing at the threesome. There was no doubt if she slipped her hand under the laptop, he’d be hard as a rock. But that would have to wait. Right now, she wanted to see the video, especially considering she actually knew the people in it.
Chris was leaning to the side, kissing Eva while settling her so that she lay on her back. Sophia flashed a smile at the camera and then turned to Eva, pulling her leg to the side, exposing Eva’s smooth pussy lips. The camera zoomed in on that area for a few moments, so that the silky burgundy skin in her inner lips and the lighter color of her clit filled the screen. It was the closest Elena had ever been to another woman’s pussy. What would it be like to run her tongue over that sensual bud? Could she do that? At the warm flutter in her clit, she knew she’d like to try.
The camera panned out to reveal Eva, propped on her elbow sucking Chris’s cock to beat the band. Wow! He was no light weight when it came to the size of his cock, thick and long as a kielbasa that she was gobbling right down to his nuts. His fingers threaded through her light blonde hair and his head turned to grin at the camera.
Sophia wasted no time in kneeling on the floor between Eva’s legs and separating the plump lips of the other woman’s pussy with her fingers. The view shifted so that the main focus was on Sophia’s tongue, extended and swirling over Eva’s clit. At the same time, she had several fingers up inside the woman, almost fisting her twat.
Oh God...Elena’s kegels squeezed, adding to the pleasure flooding through her body. Matt must have noticed her change in breathing because he placed the laptop on her other side and pulled her close, so that they spooned while watching the screen. He lifted her upper leg and thrust his hips forward. She purred loving the hotness of his cock sliding over her sensitive bud. When he pulled back, there was pressure as his fingers guided his rod into her slick cunt. Oh God. How deliciously decadent; being fucked while watching porn.
The scene on the screen was steadier now, taking in all of the bed and then Frank stepped into the scene. He must have set the camera down on a tripod or something. He stood behind Sophia, and placed his hands under her tummy, signally for her to rise. She turned her head, smiled at him and stood up, only to bend at the waist once more and go back to adoring Eva’s pussy with her mouth.
Frank held his thick shaft, the mushroom-like knob straining above his fingers, probing between the cheeks of Sophia’s ass. The profile of his body, showed broad shoulders and the slight swell of his belly above muscular thighs and a tight ass. He looked down at Sophia’s butt, pulling her cheek while guiding his cock into her cunt.
Her breasts hung and jostled up
and down when Frank thrust into her, a move that Eva with Sophia’s tongue licking her clit must have felt.
It was a daisy chain of naked, voluptuous women and well hung guys, connected by their mouths and cocks, total delightful debauchery. Elena’s breath was ragged watching them, her own pussy full of Matt’s manhood. The glistening of Chris’s thick shaft each time Eva’s mouth eased away, revealing a thick pulpy head caused a fresh jolt of pleasure to flood through her pussy. That cock pounding deep into her...oh God, that would be nice.
The women with their smooth bodies, breasts heavy, nipples dark and firm, pussies spread and filled with cock or fingers...Fuck, if she were a man she’d want to fuck them. For sure, Matt was picturing it, his cock hard and grinding slowly into her cunt. She tried to picture her husband kneeling before Eva, her mouth on his cock sucking him off. It was a hot but...
Eva’s mouth fell away from Chris and her face scrunched tight, looking down at Sophia between her legs. Soft moans and whimpers filled the air and her hand reached to rub Sophia’s head. Her orgasm went on for a few moments, amping up everyone else on the screen. Chris stroked his cock, totally uninhibited in his response to Eva.
Matt pumped harder and faster into her, his fingers teasing her clit. Oh fuck. She was close. She bucked back against him. driving him harder and deeper into her cunt, clamping her muscles tight on his shaft. It started as a quick burst of lust...
“Oh yeah...harder...oh fuck...” The ecstasy kept building...higher...her hand fisting the bed sheet...tits bouncing up and down with each hard thrust.
“Yeah baby...that’s it....OH FUCK!” Matt sucked in air, his body became stiff...
Elena’s legs trembled from the force of her orgasm...Still jolting through her body but softer now.
She closed her eyes for a moment and a rush of air left her parted lips. The sounds of the other three people, their moans, the slapping of flesh against flesh brought a smile to her lips. They may not be physically with their swinger friends, but she and Matt sure were mentally. Holy fuck, that had been hot.
Matt’s lips were on her neck and ear. “I think we’re going to like this Christmas present to each other, this year.” A small chuckle left his throat and he fell back against his pillow, his softened dick slipping out and trailing a line of cum over her thigh.
She grinned and closed the lid of the laptop, seeing that the video had ended as well. After setting it on her night stand, she rolled over and snuggled into him. “I tried to picture you with those two women.”
Matt stayed silent, his body still as stone.
She rose to look into his eyes, her fingers toying with his chest hair. “I might be okay with you and Sophia but I’m not sure about Eva.”
His eyebrows drew together and he stroked her hair. “Elena, remember what we read this week. Baby steps. Just a little at a time until we’re ready. And if we’re never ready, that’s cool too. I wouldn’t want to do anything that would hurt you.” He grinned. “However much I want to fuck Sophia.”
Her lips drew tight together and she gave a sharp tug to the hair between her fingers.
“Ow! What the hell?” His hand clamped over hers and he pulled away.
“That’s for admitting it, smartass!” She smiled and nestled against him once more. “Baby steps. For now.”
Chapter 14
Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music (move to the music)
Hey, hey, hey,
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow (go with the flow)
You know you can do it
—Madonna, Vogue
The following evening, Matt helped Elena clear the table and load the dishwasher. The kids were gone with her parents to the mall to shop for Christmas presents and they had the house to themselves for a few hours. He put the last dish into the machine and then scooped her into his arms.
“What do you think about sending Sophia and Chris an email tonight?” He nuzzled into her neck, his mouth pressing into that spot she loved, sending shivers down her spine.
“I know. They’re still waiting for the naughty pics. But I think they understand it isn’t easy when you have kids at home. At least that’s what it sounded like in their last email.” She let her hands drift over his back, relishing the feel of his muscles and the warmth of his body.
He grasped her hands in his and smiled looking into her eyes.”How about you wear the garter belt and stockings with that little black bra. I’ll get the camera and a couple glasses of wine and be right with you.”
She took a deep breath, her eyes glinting with excitement, smiling at him. “Ooo...I’m about to be a porn model. How dirty are we going to make this? Should I wear panties?” She jerked up, almost bouncing on her toes. “What about you?” Her fingers left his and she slid them down to fondle his crotch. “Is Mr. Johnson making an appearance?”
Matt’s eyebrows drew together and he turned his head looking away for a few moments. “I hadn’t thought of that...but sure. I guess that would be expected wouldn’t it?” He turned back to her and smiled. “But you’ve got to go first if we want to have him standing at attention.”
Elena’s chest was full and there was a flutter of excitement in her tummy when she turned to leave the kitchen. “Ow!” The sound of his hand slapping her bottom followed the sharp pain.
“Chop chop! We’ve only got a few hours for this.”
There was a wide grin on her face when she turned to face him. “Hey! This isn’t Fifty Shades is it?” She laughed, continuing down the hall and scampered up the stairs.
They’d never done this before, taken sexy pictures that they’d send to people who were almost strangers. It scared the hell out of her, and at the same time was arousing as hell!
She raced into her bedroom and stripped off her clothes. The sexy lingerie was tucked in a box all the way back on the top shelf of her closet. She rose high on her toes, fingers clawing the lid and pulling it forward.
She set it on her bureau and glanced at her reflection in the mirror, trying to envision herself as Sophia and Chris would see her. Her hands cupped the underside of her breasts, lifting them a little higher. There was a slight sag there, but what could you expect after two kids and the laws of gravity? She didn’t have the rack that Eva did but she wasn’t exactly small either. As Matt had always said ‘more than a handful is a waste’. He’d also always loved her nipples, ‘small dark top hats’, he called them.
Thanks to the running that she did a few times a week, her tummy and hips were trim, and she had great legs. She turned to the side eyeing her butt. With the high curve, she was definitely a bubble butt, something that was really hot with a garter belt. Hell, Matt wasn’t the only guy who’d she caught eyeing her ass. It happened all the time when she walked home.
She turned at the sound of his footsteps on the stairs. When he stepped into the room, two glasses of wine in his hands, the Nikon camera slung over his neck, she grinned. “I’m glad you thought of wine. I think I’ll feel more relaxed posing with a glass or two in me.”
His head pulled back and he affected a snooty voice, “Call me Oliver Stone or Scorsese...these aren’t just for drinking baby, these are props.”
She laughed and shook her head. “Make yours a prop. I’m drinking mine.” She drained half a glass before taking the garter belt out of the box and putting it around her hips.
The bedside lamps cast a warm golden glow in the room when he turned off the overhead fixture. She fumbled a bit with the hooks of the garter belt but finally got it. Next the bra and stocking. She sat on the bed, rolling the silk up her legs and looked over at her husband. He had stripped his shirt off and was walking around the room, eyeing different angles and lighting, taking the odd sip of wine.
She dodged into her closet and took the high heeled shoes from her shoe bag. When she returned to the bedroom she stood in the centre, next to the bed, striking a vogue pose, her head turned looking at him over her shoulder. “How�
��s this?”
His eyes widened and he grinned. “Wow! That’s sexy! You could be on the cover of Maxim!” He set the wine down and lifted the camera, aiming the lens at her while moving to the side to get a better angle. “Honestly Elena, in that outfit, your legs look so long... and how just the underside of your ass cheek showing...” There were a series of flashes before he lowered the camera. “Oh man... my wife is industrial strength hawt!”
The first pose had been playful, acting a silly part but she stood for a moment considering the next one. She turned to face him, straight on, lifted her hands to her hair, pushing it up as a seductive smile formed on her lips. Her hip thrust to the side as she shifted her weight, once more vamping. She’d always wondered what it would be like to be a model, never guessing that one day she’d be posing like that. Channelling her inner Jennifer Lopez, every gesture and mannerism oozed an air of sensuality. She wanted to fuck, and was showing it.
Matt laughed and once more aimed the camera lens at her. “You’re such a natural at this. The camera loves you Elena. Just keep moving and I’ll keep clicking.”
She moved slowly, holding a pose for a few moments before once more changing position. Her pussy tingled knowing she was wantonly porn star hot. She’d been nice all her life; nice was overrated. She leaned over, placing her elbows on the bed, looking over her shoulder at the camera. There was coolness on her pussy lips when she bent over, her ass high and exposed to the camera. She knew this was a hot pose from the bulge in Matt’s crotch.
There was a soft smile on her lips when she moved onto the bed and laid down on her back. Oh my. There was a thrilling fullness in her pussy lying there, with her knee bent and falling to the side, exposing the bareness between her legs.
“You look oh so fuckable. Sophia and Chris are going to love you.” Matt stood at the foot of the bed clicking and moving closer.
“I think it’s time that we switched roles.” She sat up and reached for his waist, flipping the button and lowering the zipper slowly. His cock popped out, hanging thick and heavy in her palm.