STORY: Video Tease (M mast, slut wife)
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Video Tease
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I work for a consultancy company and often spend many weeks at a time
away from home. I’m 30 years old and my gorgeous wife, Laura, is 26.
We have a very active sex life so it can be frustrating to be away from
home for long periods. Our sex life isn’t very adventurous but we have
tried a few ‘kinky’ things.
On return from my last trip, Laura asked if I had masturbated whilst away.
The trip to Hong Kong had been for a month and on my return after a
long flight I was almost too tired to make love. She thought I might have
gone off the idea but I explained it was just tiredness. After pressing me
(whilst stroking my cock !) I admitted I had wanked a few times - once
I’d bought a video of some buxom Chinese girls and had a happy session
one night. She was intrigued but not upset. She thought it reasonably
normal and suggested that on the next trip she might send me a tape of her
“to keep me interested !”. Whilst in Tokyo I’d bought a state-of-the-art
camcorder and Laura knew how to use it well enough.
Only a few weeks later I flew to Hong Kong again, this time for six
weeks. In the third week, a parcel arrived from Laura. There was a lovely
letter and a video. The video was marked ‘For your eyes only !’. Up to
this time I’d resisted the urge to wank and so I was very keen to play the
tape. That night, I put it on and after a few crackles and false starts, I
saw
Laura. She was talking into the camera, sitting on our sofa. She was
saying how much she missed me etc.. The tape cut away to her in the
bath. She was covered in pink suds. “Hello lover, I hope you like the
show” was all she said. She lifted her shoulders out of the bath and started
to soap her lovely (38C) tits. This was turning me on quite well, but then
it finished. The tape cut to her in the lounge again, this time the stereo
was
playing and she dancing around in a very short skirt and skimpy top. I
should explain that my wife has a gorgeous body - 5’ 8” tall, long dark
hair, legs that are just exquisite and glorious, rounded boobs. This dancing
show did the trick for me and I came over my hand. I said “thank you” to
the screen and only a minute or so later the tape ended with Laura sitting
down and blowing kisses goodbye.
When I returned home, we discussed the tape and I thanked her profusely
for it. “What is it everything you wanted ?” she asked eagerly. “Mmmm,
yes.” was my reply. She quizzed me on my timid answer and I had to
concede that while it was very nice, I had hoped to see more. She was
downcast. I tried to cheer her up by saying that she’d got such a lovely
body, I’d hoped to see more of it. She asked a few questions about what I
might like to see and I suggested that I’d love to see her on the bed, in
her
most daring lingerie, stroking herself. She almost blushed, but I said
“What’s the problem - I’m the only one who’s going to see it”. That
night, she came into the bedroom naked and sat on the end of the bed out
of my reach. She talked softly in her most sexy, husky voice. “So, what
would you like to see ?” she began. I moved to stroke her arms but she
slapped me back - “Oh no,” she purred “I’m thinking of MY fantasies”.
She described how she’d fantasised about being fucked by two men,
about making love to another woman, about being tied to a table in rugby
club (!) etc.. She was doing this deliberately to get me going and to get
her own back for earlier. She continued with her voice getting deeper and
softer, her hands starting to play around her breasts. I moved forwards
again, but once more she pushed me back - “NO. You like to watch,
remember ?”. Her fingers circled her lovely tits and she stroked them
softly. I couldn’t take any more and started to wank myself. She saw this
and moved her hands to her pussy and started to tease her lips. We
continued like this until my pace started to quicken and she lay down next
to me. I moved my cock towards her pussy but she just said “wank over
me”. I rubbed a few more times and spurted over her tits, neck and face.
She greedily licked me clean and wiped the come from herself, licking her
fingers eagerly. She turned to me and said “I hope you’ll do that some
more, when you get the next tape !”.
I had a short trip to the states the same month and a few more weeks after,
I was back in Hong Kong again - this time for 10 weeks !. I was going to
go spare ! I really hoped Laura had remembered that night - a dirty video
from her would really see the weeks fly by.
Sure enough, in the fourth week (and after a coaxing phone call !) a tape
arrived - marked again ‘For your eyes only !’. I settled onto the sofa that
night in my hotel room, tissues at the ready and Laura didn’t disappoint
me. The tape started with the camera in our bedroom, pointing at an
empty bed. Laura walked into shot from the side dressed in a really
sluttish outfit. Tight white sweater showing a black bra underneath, short
leather skirt, fishnet stockings and spiky black heels. She sat on the bed
and crossed her legs - she didn’t look at the camera. She slowly rubbed
her hands over her breasts and lifted her sweater. Her boobs were in a
tight push-up bra causing them to almost spill out. She stood up and
staying straight legged, slid the skirt very slowly down her thighs. She
turned to the camera and started to stroke her fingertips lightly over the
top of her skimpy panties.
She worked her fingers into her knickers and started to moan. She lay
back on the bed and really started to buck and thrust her hips. By this
time, my boxers were around my ankles and I was close to coming
myself. Laura pushed her panties off and crawled on all-fours away from
the camera and up the bed. Her arse looked superb as the stockings
framed it beautifully. She took a long, black vibrator from the dresser
drawer and started to rub it over her lips. The camera zoomed down to her
pussy as she slowly inserted the tip between her lips.
And I froze. I froze dead. Laura was now fucking herself with the vibrator
- but the camera had zoomed down to her pussy. HOW ? It was a clever
camera, but not that clever ! I couldn’t believe it. I rewound the tape and
watched again - YES ! The camera definitely zoomed into to show her
quim lips in detail. My mind was in a whirl. There must be somebody else
there operating the camera. I sat back on the floor and watched my wife
fuck herself. After a minute I was thunderstruck again when the camera
panned to the left to follow her as she threw herself around the bed in the
throes of orgasm. The scene ended. My mouth was agape. Had I really
just watched my wife wank off (for my benefit) with the camera being
operated by someone (that wasn’t me !). The next scene appeared - the
bedroom again. This time the camera was positioned to the side and over
the bed at a height of about five feet. Once more, Laura slinked onto the
bed. This time she was wearing thigh length boots with four-inch spiky
heels and a tiny G-string (where did she get those boots ?). As if to
answer my question, the picture shook a little and another figure
appeared. It only took a few seconds for me to recognise the figure as
Pippa, Laura’s best friend.
Pippa had been a source of friction between us in the past - particularly
when I’d called out her name as I fucked Laura (not a wise thing to do !).
We’d been out with Pippa and her boyfriend Tony for the evening and
we’d all got sloshed at a country pub on a hot summer’s night. Pippa
looked sexy as hell in a thin summer dress and I couldn’t keep my eyes
off her stunning boobs. Pippa was the same age as Laura and they’d been
friends since school. Before meeting Pippa, I’d heard about her sexual
exploits from Laura who’d described (once in graphic detail) how she’d
watched Pippa being fucked by three guys after a party. Pippa was sex
made flesh. Only 5’ 2” but a 40DD-26-36 figure - absolutely stunning
with long, shaggy red hair. It was the hair that I first recognised now as
she walked around the bed to lie alongside Laura. I suspected the boots
had come from Pippa, who had also been operating the camera. I quickly
pictured them getting together not long after I’d been away and discussing
in a girly fashion the videos over a few bottles of wine. I suspect it was
Pippa that encouraged Laura to be so blatant.
The two girls lay side by side on the bed, Laura flat on her back and Pippa
slightly raised on her right elbow, furthest from the camera. Pippa stroked
Laura’s arm and gently brushed the back of her hand over her breast.
Laura gasped a little and licked her lips - the redhead continued and
moved her fingers in large swirls around Laura’s nipples who was starting
to writhe and move around on the bed. Was this show purely for my
benefit ? Part of me was dying to know what had transpired - but the other
part was just taking in the pictures, and stroking my cock.
Pippa raised herself into a kneeling position and bent her head over
Laura’s boobs. Her head obscured what she was doing but I could tell
from Laura’s reaction that she was hitting the spot. She must have been
kissing and nibbling her nipples - I know that gets Laura hot. She’s
brought herself to orgasm by taking her time and slowly teasing and
stroking her breasts - she knows I love to watch. Pippa lifted her head and
slowly backed down the bed. Most of my concern was evaporating as I
watched her slowly drag her tongue down Laura's tummy to the top of her
pubes. She casually turned her head to the camera and winked - the bitch !
Her fingertips lightly stroked the top folds of Laura’s lips - who let out a
deep, husky sigh. Pippa dipped her head and lightly flicked her tongue
over Laura’s pussy lips. Laura lifted her shoulders off the bed and
growled - she’d never done that when I’d gone down on her ! Pippa
continued and Laura started to thrash around the bed. I couldn’t see the
detail of what Pippa was doing but the whole scene struck me as
incredibly dirty. My wife, dressed only in thigh-length dominatrix boots
being eaten out by a gorgeous redhead - and all I could do was try to
avoid getting cum on the hotel carpet. She moved her head down a little
and, judging by Laura’s reaction, pushed her tongue into her pussy. Laura
screamed and threw herself around the bed.
Pippa pulled back and stood. She spoke for the first time “Are you going
to thrash around like that - or will I have to take care of it ?”. Laura
looked sheepish and Pippa disappeared from view. She returned a minute
later carrying four straps which she fixed to the four legs of the bed.
Then,
very calmly, she opened Laura’s legs wide and tied her ankles and moved
up the bed to stretch tie her arms - stretched in a spread-eagled position.
Laura gave no resistance at all. “Better” was all Pippa said. and returned
to her position, kneeling between my wife’s thighs and immediately
pushed her face back into her pussy. Laura screamed again and pulled and
stretched at the bonds holding her in place. Pippa was obviously loving
this as her head was moving in fast jerks. Laura was coming and she let
out a low moan and groaned “Pleeaaassse” and fell back onto the bed.
Pippa stopped her licking and kneeled on the bed. She slowly crawled up
the bed until her pussy was positioned over Laura’s chest. She leant and
checked the bonds before shuffling her knees over Laura’s shoulders and
lowering her pussy to my wife’s waiting mouth. She ground her hips and
Laura did her best to lick and nibble her. Pippa threw her head back and
her gorgeous long, red hair cascaded down her back. He boobs bounced
and the nipples looked like chess pieces. Finally, she came and gave a low
moan before chanting “Yes, Yes, YES, YES” until she sank forwards. She
lifted herself off the bed and just before turning off the camera, bent over
Laura and kissed her tenderly on the lips.
The scene ended. I stopped the tape and sat on the floor. Was all this a
show ? or a symptom of my continued absence. I felt guilty - and aroused.
Laura was obviously keen for me to see the tape, and in particular its’
contents. She could have easily sent a tape with just her on to keep me
happy. She seemed to be enjoying it and the thought of a possible
threesome involving Paula was already starting to get my cock hard again.
It took me a while to recognise the setting for the next scene. It dawned
on me that it was our kitchen with the large table removed and the desk
from my study moved in. The camera must have been perched on one of
the cupboards and was pointing down into the middle of the room.
Laura entered dressed, in what can best be described, as ‘headmistress’
gear. She had on a medium length black skirt with black nylons, tight
white blouse, a long shawl wrapped around her shoulders and her hair tied
in a severe bun. She was carrying a thin garden cane and was flexing it as
she entered the room. A knock was heard and Pippa entered - and I nearly
came on the spot. She was dressed as a seriously sinful schoolgirl - short
black pleated skirt that didn’t cover the tops of her white fishnet stocking
and red high-heeled shoes, white shirt unbuttoned completely but tied at
waist, her hair worn in two bunches and a look on her face of complete
sluttishness. Her mouth was crimson red and her boobs were begging to
be seen.
She sat on the edge of table in a surly way and said “Yeah - what’d you
want ?”. Laura stood and walked calmly around the table. She began her
speech “Phillipa, it has come to my attention.....” etc.. describing how she
was concerned with “Miss” Pippa’s attitude at school and that she’d been
sent to her because she’d been caught fondling the younger girls in the
showers.
Pippa smiled and said “Well, it’s only the same as I’ve heard you get up
to”. Laura acted shocked “How dare you speak to me like that ! Bend
over the table to take your punishment !” Pippa complied and spread he
legs wide before bending forwards over the table. She stretched her arms
to grip it’s opposite edge. Laura lifted her skirt and I saw her eyes widen.
Pippa was wearing a white thong, pulled very tight, so that her arse
cheeks were split apart. Laura ran a hand over the sweet flesh and Pippa
called out “Oy, none of that or I’ll tell on ‘ya”. That was all Laura needed
- she stepped back and swished the cane through the air. It wasn’t a mock
strike either. Pippa grimaced in pain and bit her lip. Laura swiped again,
not so hard this time. Pippa’s arse was turning red. “And one for luck”
was all Laura said and swiped the can one last time. Pippa’s body sank
onto the table. “Good girl” started Laura, “Now we don’t those to mark,
do we ?” and she took a bottle of hand cream from the side. She held the
bottle above Pippa’s throbbing backside and let a few cold drips of white
liquid drop onto her arse. Pippa flinched a little. Laura stepped around
behind her and started to gently rub the cream into Pippa’s obviously sore
backside. Pippa moaned a little. Laura rubbed some more and her
fingertips started to join in the middle of the redheads lovely cheeks.
Pippa moved her feet slightly more apart and Laura fell to her knees.
“Yes, it’s true. All of my favourite girls find their way into here and
after
I’ve spanked them to let them know I’m the boss, I make sure they enjoy
the experience and want to come back”. Pippa grinned. Laura leant hr
head forwards and closed her eyes. She lapped at her friends pussy
causing her to moan lightly. She moved her head in circular motions and
really started to enjoy eating Pippa’s pussy.
By this time, I’d come once more and was stiff again. the tape was having
the desired effect. I couldn’t wait to speak to Laura and let her know how
much I appreciated it - and to ask a few questions about her relationship
with Pippa.
The tape ended. I frantically wound it forwards looking for more. As my
cock started to sag, I rewound it to the place where Pippa had Laura
strapped down to the bed and was eating her pussy. That was all I needed
to bring myself once more.
I showered and left it until a few hours later (2pm. back home) to call
Laura. It was a Friday and I though she should be home early from work.
I nearly hung up but it was finally answered - by Pippa. She was as
surprised to hear my voice as I to hear her. I started to get erect
immediately. After the initial surprise pleasantries, I asked for Laura.
Pippa paused. “Sorry, she can’t talk right now - she’s tied up at the
moment” and hung up.
END
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