Mrs B's Porn Shoot for Two Friends

Mrs B is a complex woman. Very bright, independent, and on occasions headstrong. She knows what she likes and is happy to make her wishes known. So it always surprises me that there is a part of her that yearns to be submissive, to give up control. To let men do what they will. Just like last month.

She adores porn and loves fucking whilst watching it. Even more than this, she loves making porn, both pictures and videos. We have them online, and she loves hearing comments and suggestions from the guys and girls who watch her.

So our friends love to indulge this perversion, and she, on occasions, does sessions for and with them. Usually, I am there on these adventures; sometimes I take the photos, sometimes I just sit and watch as she plays to the cameras. On this occasion, I was supposed to go with her, but last-minute work problems meant I couldn't. She asked if I wanted her to cancel, but I said no. I knew she was looking forward to it, as were the guys!

Sitting on the bed, I watch her get ready. There is something gut-wrenching yet exhilarating watching her prepare. As she showers, soaping that exquisite body, I noticed she douches her arse.

She steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around her. She must have caught a certain look on my face.

"Are you ok," she asks, tilting her head to one side and smiling.

"Of course, I was just wondering what they have asked for tonight."

She smiles that beautiful smile and says, "Everything."

Everything with a capital E.

I said before that she is complex. She does, what most people would consider, the most outrageous things, but she almost never uses bad language. I have never heard her say, "They are going to fuck me in the arse," or "I'm going to be buggered," not even, "Anal."

What she says is, "Everything."

Knowing two men are going to get 'Everything' later is a strange feeling. I have to say, each time, there is a part of me that curls up and dies. Yet I love watching her. I love the expressions on that beautiful face as she goes through the foreplay, the joy as she looks down at a cock she knows is going to be inside her in a moment. The way her eyes widen, as if in surprise, as she is penetrated. And the way her eyes close, and her head drops forward, as she is fucked to orgasm. For me, it is the old cliché of the 'agony and the ecstasy' as I watch them buck and heave, as they pump semen into my wife.

Over the years, I have watched her with many hundreds of men and women. Yet she always comes back to me. She tells me she loves me, and I know it is the truth.

Yet that is only a fraction of what I feel for her, as I watch her moisturise, do her makeup, and run her fingers through her hair, teasing out the ringlets.

"What are you wearing?" I ask.

"They want the red corset," she says as she comes through and goes to her closet. Taking the corset out, she drops the towel, and I feast my eyes on her body. Her perfect breasts, her nipples, hard with excitement, and her beautiful bush, where cocks will soon nestle. I am so hard I could explode. Once she had done up all the corset's clasps, she lifts each breast to make it more comfortable, then takes out one of her dresses that has buttons all the way from neck to hem. Her undressing will be slow, button by button, as they photograph her.

Finally, she is dressed. She turns around and asks, "How do I look?"

"No panties?"

She lifts the hem of her dress and looks down at her muff.

"So it would seem!" She grins.

Oh god, they are going to fuck her.

"You look absolutely amazing. I'd fuck you!"

"You will, tomorrow."

I wasn't going to be back 'til very late, so no post-cuckold fuck for me tonight. She has school tomorrow, so needs her sleep.

"The cameras are all ready and by the front door." We always use our own kit.

With that, I kiss her and say goodbye, as I have to go to work before she leaves.

A little later, my phone pings.

"I'm here, love you xx."

Shortly after, another message, this time a photo. She is standing, fully dressed, with James standing behind her. She stares right at the camera as he reaches from behind and squeezes her breasts through her dress. Her right hand is clasped around his cock, freed from his trousers. The look on her face is delicious, it says, "I'm going to be fucked."

Work was a bit of a blur. All I could think of was her. I was so horny I just wanted to sneak off and have a wank, but I resisted the urge, saving it for later.

Some time later, there was another message. "I'm home safe, the cameras are in the office. Quick shower and I'm off to bed. xx"

"Did you have fun?"

"You be the judge ;). Have a nice wank xx"

And I did. Later that night, the pics and vids were uploaded on the computer, and cock in hand, I pressed play.

I won't give a commentary on fifty-five minutes of Mrs B being pleasured, but I will detail a few highlights.

The first thing to say is that a photo shoot is a very different beast from a video of people having sex. Mrs B was there to do a job, that is to pose, in whatever way the guys want. She was not there for her own pleasure (although being photographed and fucked is one of her favourite pastimes). This means that there are lots of pauses and breaks as things are arranged, lights are moved, cameras repositioned.

I actually love those interruptions. A cock is unceremoniously pulled out of her, and she is left waiting, eyes wide, cunt gaping, for it to be shoved back into her. She is sucking cock, and he just walks off to do something. Her gaze moves to the camera, and it feels like she is looking directly at me. He then walks over and puts his cock back into her mouth, and she carries on fellating him, licking his shaft and sucking his balls, as if nothing had interrupted her.

I see she is building to an orgasm, her eyes close as her head drops forward, and suddenly her cunt is empty, and she is left hanging, waiting for the next instruction.

I love to watch her face, her expressions as she looks at them as she waits to be told where to move, how to position her body so the camera gets a clear view of the action. I see her gaze moving from faces to cocks, anticipating.

Those instructions are another thing I love. "Kneel down." "Spread your legs." "Push three fingers in." "Suck it." "Bend over." Whatever they say, she does. Unquestioningly. Obediently.

I watch the video of when they all decide to send me a picture on my phone, laughing at the thought of me being stuck at work with a hard-on. Dan takes Mrs B's unlocked phone as she undoes James's trousers and lifts his cock free. He moves behind her and grasps her tits as she adjusts her grip and starts to wank his cock.

Dan says, "Watch the birdie," and she looks directly at the camera, cock in hand, and the shutter whirrs. A bit more laughter, as Dan sends the pic, then swaps the phone for the SLR and starts to take more photos. James unbuttons her from the throat and pulls the top of her dress open to expose her breasts; her nipples are rock hard. He squeezes her tits and pinches her nipples as she continues to work his cock, then he, once more, unbuttons her until the dress falls open, exposing her bush.

He puts a hand between her legs and explores her cunny. Dan moves the camera close to catch her labia being opened by his fingers. Her dress is then slipped off her shoulders, and she stands there, looking every bit the porn star in her red satin corset as she wanks his cock and gently sways her hips in anticipation. James pulls away.

"Sit on the couch."

She moves over and sits down.

"Show us your cunt."

She leans back and reaches down with both hands, and like the good girl she is, spreads her cunt wide open, showing the camera a perfect 'O'. Her thumb moves to stroke her clitoris as she lets both men look deep inside her. The camera captures every fold of her labia, as well as her swollen clitoris, and the juices coating the soft flesh of her vagina.

Dan is inches away from her cunt, as she is told to put a finger inside herself. "Another," she obeys, two fingers moving as deep as she can reach. "Another," three fingers, then, "Another." She adjusts her hand and finally manages to cram four fingers into her cunt. It's as much as she can take, her fingers squeezed together by the tightness of her hole.

James reappears in shot, now naked, his cock hard. Dan moves aside, and as Mrs B pulls her fingers out of her gaping cunt, James sinks down on top of her, and without ceremony pushes his cock into her, balls-deep. He pauses a moment, then begins fucking her. Dan moves to get the best shots, as his friend fucks my wife, hard. He moves her so her legs are raised and her cock-filled cunt is in view. A picture, close up, of her cunt stretched round his shaft. After a few minutes, Dan undresses, and as James climbs off, I catch a gorgeous glimpse of her open, just-fucked gash, before Dan takes turn, her legs wrapping around his waist, her hands on his buttocks, pulling him deeper.

We are ten minutes in, another forty to go. Yet you do not need me to detail every thrust, each penetration of cunt and mouth. You can see, in your mind's eye, how Mrs B was instructed, positioned, and used. Whatever they said, she did, using hands, mouth, breasts, and cunt. And I watch every minute of my wife's performance, notice every expression on that beautiful face. I see the look of concentration as she rubbed their cocks against her nipples, one in each hand, as she gave her jaw a rest from sucking. I mark every time her eyes close in ecstasy, as a tongue tasted her juices, or fingers push inside her. Her lips part, and moan escapes.

It is always her face I watch most closely, always her face.

So there it is, I think that's everything.

No, wait, of course, there's still her "Everything." With a capital E.

As she lies on her side sucking James' cock, Dan fucking her from behind, Dan says, "Kneel on the floor."

Disentangling herself, she does as she is told, waiting on all fours, cunt exposed. Dan puts a cushion between her hands and says, "Down." She looks into the camera, looking straight into my soul, and she lowers her head to the cushion, her arse in the air. Dan cranes his neck behind her and starts to lick her gaping cunt. Her eyes close as he teases up and down her cunny, licking her clit, before pushing his tongue into her. Then, withdrawing his tongue from her hole, he moves up and begins to lick her arsehole. She loves that, and Dan knows it. Her eyes widened as he reams her, before pushing a finger into her arse. He works on her with tongue and fingers until James walks into shot, applying lube to his cock. Dan moves aside, and James places his feet either side of her, then presses his cock down against her anus. He pushes. Resistance. He pushes a little harder. Still resistance. Once more, he presses, and Mrs B's eyes go wide, and she gasps as the head of his cock pops into her arse. James pauses, waiting for her muscles to relax.

"Are you ok?" He asks. Her eyes are now closed, blond ringlets falling across her face as she nods. Gently, he pushes into her, until his whole cock is in her rectum. Again, he pauses, letting her soften, then as he feels the vice-like grip ease, he begins, slowly, gently, to fuck her.

Mrs B moans as he moves, her mouth open just like her cunt.

Eventually, it is Dan's turn. James pulls out, leaving her arsehole agape, but Dan chooses a different method. He pushes his cock into her cunt and fucks her for a while, before pulling out and pressing his cock into her arse.

He slips in easily, this time, and he begins to fuck her. Then, James lies on the floor next to Mrs B. Dan pulls out, and she moves to straddle James, reaching down to guide him into her cunt. A few lusty thrusts later, he pauses, as Dan moves behind her and pushes back into her arse. Once he is in, they both begin to fuck her, one in her cunt and one in her arse.

Mrs B loves a DP, and I can see where this is going. Her head drops down, and her breath becomes ragged. Then, with a shout, she orgasms, gasping her ecstasy as the two cocks thrust into her.

It's too much for the guys. I don't know who cums first, but in a moment, all three of them are climaxing together, as the boys fill her cunt and rectum with semen. A few mighty thrusts later, and they are all spent. Dan pulls out, and Mrs B rolls off James, all three of them laughing and giggling at how clever they are.

Dan picks up the camera.

"Open your legs."

Mrs B obliges, and Dan snaps away as a trickle of cum leaks from her arsehole, to be joined by the cum leaking from her cunt. The video ends.

My ejaculation has mirrored theirs, and I realised I'm in a bit of a mess. Kleenex to the rescue!

I go up to bed, and as I go to clean my teeth, I see a message stuck to the mirror.

"I love you xx"

And I know it is the truth.