The week following Amanda telling me about the photo sets and then doing a video for Reg was a bit strange for me. I really wanted to see the pictures she had, especially the early sets. Amanda told me she could not find them, but it felt a bit like an excuse. I also asked if I could see or borrow the video, and she said I could watch it next time we were alone at Leslie’s place.
We met as normal, apart from the weekend when Amanda went away with an Aunt of hers to York. She told me it had been planned long before we got together. The following Wednesday, I collected her from work all excited to see the video and enjoy an evening alone at Leslie’s. Amanda said Leslie wasn’t well and so we just went for a drink.
I spent the evening nursing a semi-erection, waiting to get away and ‘feed the ducks.’ In the end, Amanda said she wasn’t feeling all that great, and I dropped her home, having not even gotten a blowjob. I was starting to feel rejected and desperately horny.
The Thursday and Friday, Amanda was off work—a tummy bug she said. She was better over the weekend, and I did get a couple of really nice slow blowjobs, and as usual, now, Amanda just swallows every time.
Tuesday evening went as normal, and a quickie in the park before driving her home - the first time we had fucked since the previous Wednesday. Amanda also told me Leslie was back at work; they had both had the same bug, it seems, and she was sure tomorrow we could go to her flat again.
Wednesday evening I collected Amanda from work. “Yes we can go to Leslie’s,” she said and I was relieved. When we got there, I was surprised when Leslie let us in. I felt awkward around Leslie, knowing she had drawn Amanda into things with her boss. I also thought about what Leslie got up to, and if there were videos of her hidden away. I had always fancied Leslie a bit, and now I found myself wishing I knew more about her.
I could not wait to get Amanda alone, wishing Leslie would go out.
“Do you want to watch that video?” Amanda called from the kitchen. The question caught me off guard as we weren’t alone.
“Yes, yes, you know I do, but,” I walked into the kitchen and whispered, “When Leslie is gone.”
“Oh, don’t worry she has seen it.” Amanda led me back to the lounge. “You don’t mind if I show John one of my tapes, do you?”
“You carry on, don’t mind me,” Leslie called through from her bedroom. “I’ll be gone once I get changed.”
This just felt a little too surreal to me, watching porn with a girlfriend was unusual for me. But watching a video of my girlfriend was entirely new, and I thought I’d need to be alone to watch it. Amanda rummaged in a cupboard by the TV, pulled out a cardboard box, and started reading the tape labels. Too far away for me to read, she lifted up maybe six or eight before selecting one.
The TV came on, and the tape began to play, there were a few still pictures of Amanda, poses, all naked, each on the screen for a few seconds. The film itself started with Amanda on the settee we were now both sitting on, already naked, smiling, and sliding her hands over herself. My cock was instantly hard. Amanda snuggled up to me with her hand in my lap.
“What is it with guys and porn? And why does seeing me on a screen turn you on more than just me being here?”
I shrugged my shoulders and stared at the screen. Within a couple of minutes, Leslie walked through, looking gorgeous, tight jeans and a top. She squeezed onto the settee and pulled on a pair of short boots. “Off to the cinema, see you, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” She stood, and before she left us alone, she said, “That would not have been my choice.”
Beside me, Amanda pulled her top up over her head. Braless again, I noticed. I was now trying to watch her on screen, and at the same time cuddle her and fondle her boobs.
Amanda unzipped my jeans, freed my rock-hard cock, and began slowly stroking me up and down. She paused just long enough to stand unzip her own jeans and remove them, leaving only a white satin pair of knickers; they looked damp. She sat back down and resumed stroking my cock.
On the screen, Amanda was tweaking her nipples, playing with her perfect boobs, and smiling. I was holding those same boobs in my hands again, my head spinning with excitement. Amanda slid off of the settee and pulled at my jeans, lowering them and my pants down and finally pulling them off completely.
Amanda knelt astride me and pushed her boobs into my face, sliding forward to press her damp knickers against my hard cock. I held her hips and pulled her close. I loved it when she rode me like this, it reminded me of how close we had gotten on the very first night I took her out.
Amanda lifted herself up enough to pull her knickers to one side and guide my cock inside. She felt so wet, so turned on. She began to rock herself to and fro on me, and waves of pleasure flooded over me, but a little voice kept repeating Leslie’s words. The video ended with a blank screen playing.
“What did Leslie mean, not to have been her choice?” I held her hips still, I wanted to fuck like crazy but needed to know why she dropped that little comment as she left.
“Do you really want to know? Really?” Amanda lifted herself off of me and went to the box by the TV. She quickly pulled out another tape and swapped with the one we had just watched. Amanda returned to the sofa and pulled off her knickers. She sat on my lap facing away and guided my cock straight into her. She held up the remote and pressed play.
It also occurred to me as her pussy swallowed up my cock that I rarely got the chance to lick Amanda’s pussy. I really enjoy doing it and thought she liked it too, but lately, we seem to go straight to fucking. I’m not complaining, and she always seems so turned on and wet, but I missed doing it.
The video started, and again, a few naked still pictures appeared, each for a few seconds. Then Amanda appeared, naked again, but laying on her back on a bed. It took just a few seconds to realise she was on the spare bed in the next room. Amanda began rocking herself on my cock again. I was rock-hard already.
The picture was quite close up, with Amanda running her hands over herself. I guessed this would be just like the first film except on a bed. Then I saw a pair of hands reach down over her shoulders and hold her boobs, tweaking nipples, pinching. Amanda put her hands up above her head, out of shot, and smiled. I realised they were a man’s hands, pulling her nipples, stretching her boobs. I reached up and grabbed a boob in each hand.
The video played on, and soon, two more pairs of hands appeared, one from each side, pulling her legs open, sliding up, touching her pussy, and fingers exploring inside. Amanda sped up, really grinding onto me now. The bed moved around and three men appeared. All looked older, and all, naked, approached Amanda. Amanda moved her arms down and took a hard cock in each hand. She turned her head to the side, opened her mouth, and I watched a cock push into it.
My cock was harder than I had ever known; my heart was racing - this was the biggest turn-on I had ever seen. In front of me, Amanda was sucking a cock, and wanking two more all the while being groped all over. I saw another pair of hands take hold of her ankles, and lift her legs up and apart. The fingers in her pussy pulled back, and another older man shuffled forward on his knees until his cock was guided into her.
I felt myself beginning to cum. I tried so hard to make it last but could not help it and I came a lot. Amanda did not stop grinding and riding me. All the while I had taken a tight grip on her boobs.
“Do you like it? Does it turn you on to see me like that?”
“Oh, god yes, so much.” I stayed hard inside her as I watched. Over the next thirty minutes or so, saw her let all five of the men take turns to fuck her. She sucked them all too in between. Before they had got to Cumming, I was already fully hard and began fucking her myself again. Then I could not take my eyes off the screen. One man knelt across her chest with his cock head in her mouth. He wanked himself fast and I could see her mouth full of cum as he lifted himself away.
Further down another of the men was fucking her fast, hard and fast, until he thrust deep inside and stopped, no doubt cumming. All the while Amanda held her mouth open showing the cum left there. As soon as the man pulled his sticky wet cock out it was replaced by another, again fucking fast. A second man knelt astride her and repeated the first man’s actions. Soon he too shot a heavy cum load into her open mouth. I watched Amanda close her mouth and swallow, then smile and open again to show all gone.
Her firm perfect tits were shuddering with the frantic fucking until he too gave a last deep thrust and held himself still for a moment. As soon as that second cock pulled free cum oozed out, only to be gathered up and pushed back in by a third cock. Another fast and furious fucking began. Her tits bobbed in time with his thrusts. I tried hard to match his pace. I was wishing I had taken part in it all and ashamed to say, very turned on to think about it. It must have been a full five minutes until, he too, came with a shudder. The camera closed in to watch cum pouring out of her red and puffy pussy. The sight was enough for me. I came again and held her still. The film played on, with views of Amanda lying back smiling, happy, cum running out of her.
“So you enjoyed watching that? You don’t mind seeing me like that?”
“I loved it, I really did, but you never said you had made two videos.”
“Oh, I have made more than two.”
At that moment, the door opened and Leslie walked back in. “That looks like what I need,” She said as she walked past us as if we were doing nothing out of the ordinary.
“You won’t get much out of him now,” Amanda called after her. I could feel her pussy squeeze my softening cock. I was always amazed at how she did that.
Returning from the kitchen Leslie handed Amanda a kitchen roll. “Clean up in aisle one,” She said, and then, “you mean he is all done? Already?”
“Yes, He’s all done.”
“Doesn’t he have a tongue in his head?” Leslie looked at us and tilted her head.
I realised that I’d just been sitting silent. With Amanda on my lap and my cock still just inside.
“Oh, no. Not tonight.” Amanda shook her head and pulled up off of me. I watched cum pour out of her and pool on my lap. I used a few paper sheets to mop up the worst and waddled to the bathroom to clean up. Amanda checked the sofa had escaped and grabbed our discarded clothes before joining me.
In that post-orgasmic euphoric state, full of bravado, I started to think about Leslie. It sounded like she wanted to join in with some fucking. I’d never cheated on a girlfriend before. I could never see the point. If you went off someone or fancied someone else, just move on. But I had just watched my girlfriend with five men in a video, so cheating seemed less of an issue. The thought of fucking Leslie started to play in my mind.
“That was such a turn-on, you were like. So hot, I loved it.” I’d almost said she looked like a porn star but felt it was the wrong thing to say.
“I get a kick out of making them, next time we are here perhaps we can watch another together.”
“So how often did you do it? Do you know the men?” I was starting to calm down and wonder just how my girlfriend had been convinced to do that on tape.
“Perhaps I’ll tell you all about it, how it came about. I didn’t know them all before that day.”
“Why don’t you let me lick your pussy these days? We seem to go straight to fucking. I thought you liked it, did I do something wrong? I’m not complaining. I love how excited and turned on you are when we meet, but, well, I miss that.”
“I’m sorry, and yes I do like it a lot, but sometimes I just need to get you inside me.”
We finished cleaning up and got dressed. Amanda went to the spare room and I could see when she returned that she also now wore a bra under her sweatshirt. We made small talk with Leslie and drank coffee. Leslie asked if I was any good at DIY and putting furniture together. I said I was and asked why.
