During my last babysitting evening for my friend Jane, I found a video of her making love to her husband. Afterward, I couldn't look at her at work without thinking of the scenes I had witnessed on their DVD player. For weeks the thought of it would make my cunt start to drip and I would have to go to the ladies' to bring myself off. It had turned me into a sex maniac. I was masturbating four or five times a day and the image of Pete's cock spurting cum, hands-free, was always on my mind. Whenever I saw Jane, I just saw her cum-splattered face on the DVD and my clit turned into a rock-hard bullet.

A few weeks after those events, Jane asked me to babysit again and I jumped at the chance in the hope that I could have a proper look through their DVDs. My pussy was dripping with anticipation.

I arrived at their house on the evening. They were already waiting with coats on and their daughter Amy was in bed. As soon as they had driven off the drive, I started my search.

I tried a few labelled discs but they were just family movies, and I was getting extremely frustrated at not finding what I wanted/needed. I was about to give up when I thought, “What about in the machine?” I pressed “play”...

The film started with Pete and Jane sitting side by side on the settee that I was sitting on now. They were chatting with each other about nothing in particular. Pete was in a T-shirt and jeans and Jane was wearing a medium-length dress that flared out. I'd seen her wear it to work.

This scene went on for a bit so I wound it forward quickly. Pete got up so I pressed "play" for normal speed. Jane was still slouched on the settee calling to Pete off-screen. When he came back, he just kneeled down in front of Jane and without saying anything, pushed her legs wide apart. She complied and I was getting that hot feeling all over again.

Pete then proceeded to lift the ruffles of Jane's dress so that they were up by her waist. There was my friend, with her legs pushed apart, skirt pushed up and her lace-covered pussy on display between widely parted stocking-clad legs. She looked sooo slutty and I loved it. I could see the lace darkened by her pubes beneath, a wet patch forming in the gusset, her white thighs contrasting with her dark-stockinged legs.

This time it was Pete's turn. He dropped his face into her crotch and he breathed in deeply to get her sexy scent. Pete then started to rub his face over her sex--his nose, chin, head, ears, all were used to rub over her. After a few minutes of this, he pulled back and grabbed both sides of her panties and whipped them down and off.

There was my friend as I'd never seen her before... hairy pussy on display with her pussy lips shiny with juices and parted as if pouting.

I couldn't hold back; I had to masturbate, so I pulled my own jeans and wet pants down. I thrust two fingers up my cunt and immediately started to squelch, I was sooo wet.

Back to the movie... Pete was now burying his face in Jane's cunt, rubbing his nose and chin all over, pressing her clit and making her squirm and moan loudly.

“Give me your beard,” I heard her say between gasps. Pete looked like he hadn't shaved for a day or two and proceeded to rub his stubbly chin harshly up and down her slit which she thrust upwards to meet him.

Pete paused to drop his trousers and pants to halfway down his thighs. From the camera angle behind him on all fours in front of Jane, I could see his balls dangling between his legs and hard cock pointing down.

He went back to rubbing his face over her slit and his hand was rubbing his cock slowly.

I was very close to cumming now, I couldn't last much longer for sure. I was squelching loudly and trying not to drip on the furniture.

Then came what I was hoping for... my friend Jane said, “I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm CUMMING!!”

Jane's hips thrust upward as the wave of orgasm hit her. I could see a squirt of cum hit Pete's face as he desperately tried to hold on to his bucking wife. She relaxed slightly just as a second wave struck and she bucked and squirted again, crying out this time.

That's when it got too much for me. My whole body went rigid. I couldn't breathe, couldn't move, fingers clamped in my cunt. I gasped as soon as I could, my juices flooding around my hand. My pelvis thrust uncontrollably with each spasm of my orgasm. I had never cum so hard or for so long.

As a came down from my orgasm I looked once more at the screen. Pete had shuffled forward on his knees towards the still-slouched Jane. His cock was at the perfect height for her and the tip was already between her gaping wet labia.

Jane leaned forward and with a hand on each of Pete's buttocks yanked him towards her, forcing him to spear his cock into her up to the hilt. Jane gasped, Pete gasped, I gasped!

Pete started grinding into Jane's hole. She wrapped her stockinged legs around his waist, which gave me a clear view of her wet pussy lips wrapped around his shaft. Her pussy lips seemed to pull his cock back into her as he withdrew with each thrust. There was a creamy white tide mark of her juices around his shaft at the deepest point.

He was pounding into her now; his swinging balls made a slap as they hit her arse with each thrust.

Faster now, slapping louder, Jane gasping, Pete gasping, both were close.

“Come for me, baby!” she cried.

Pete let out that familiar growl. His back arched, buttocks clenched and his hands dug into her thighs.

“Oh yes, baby!” she cried, “I can feel your cum!”

With each spurt of cum into my friend's cunt, his buttocks clenched and he let out a roar.

Eventually, the clenching stopped and Pete pulled out and sat back on his haunches. Jane shamelessly still sat there, legs spread with Pete's white fluid oozing out of her gaping cunt hole. I wished so much that it could have been my cunt like that. I was just starting to rub myself again at the thought of having a cuntful myself when I saw the headlights through the curtains.

I quickly turned back to the telly and just got my jeans done up in time as they walked through the door.

I couldn't help thinking that the whole room must smell of my sex juices so I stood, holding the door open as said my goodbyes, in the hope that fresh air would come in.

It was only a short walk home but my hand was down my pants all the way.

To be continued.....