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Kahului Erotic Story
Wife gets slutty for the camera, her husband, his friend and a host of strangers
Slut Wife Story 484 - Girls on film
When I told my wife, Kelly, that I had arranged for us to go down to the coast for a short holiday she was very pleased. Her reaction changed somewhat when I told her that we were to be staying at my friend Jude's house.
"Oh, Tony," she complained. "Can't we go to a hotel instead?"
"No we can't," I said. "He invited us and I've already told him we were coming."
"Well, you could have asked me first, don't you think?"
"What's your problem with him anyway?" I asked, although I knew the answer.
Jude had been married to my wife's sister Anna until she had found out that he was fucking every girl he could lay his hands on. He worked in the music business and had no end of sexy young girls hanging around ‘leading him astray' as he liked to call it. Kelly and I had met at their wedding and by the time we decided to get married ourselves Jude and Anna were separated and had filed for divorce.
"You know exactly what my problem with him is," Kelly said crossly.
"Oh come on. It was a long time ago."
"Two years, Tony. Two years and three months. It was our wedding day, remember?"
It wasn't actually the fact that Jude had been screwing around on her sister that bothered Kelly. It was what happened at our wedding reception. Jude was my best man and Anna was head bridesmaid so we half expected sparks to fly at any minute. The day had gone pretty smoothly however, as they avoided each other for our sake. It wasn't until we were leaving the reception that the ruckus began.
Everyone had crowded out of the reception hall to see us off as I opened the passenger door of my car for Kelly. She seated herself inside and I began walking round to the driver's side when she suddenly screamed out loud. I raced back and suddenly saw two figures in the back seat of the car. Kelly's family had rushed forward when they heard the scream and Anna pulled open the back door. Inside, Martina, a young girl who was Kelly's cousin and one of the bridesmaids, was lying on her back, her dress pulled up high above her waist. Jude was on top of her, trying desperately to pull his cock back in his pants.
Anna ran around the car to open the door on the other side, dragging Jude out of the car as she slapped him all over his back and shoulders. It was mayhem. It took three people to drag Anna away. All the while he was being slapped and beaten, Jude just smiled at me, as if to say, well, it was worth it. Eventually the crowd dispersed and Kelly and I drove off. I thought she would be mad about what had happened, but as soon as we were out of sight of the courtyard she burst out laughing. We even pulled into a lay-by and used the back seat ourselves. It wasn't until we came back from honeymoon that Kelly started complaining about it. Her family were seething. They even asked the wedding photographer if he could somehow edit out Jude's image from the photos.
"Oh come on Kelly," I said. "He's not such a bad guy. So his brains are in his dick, maybe, but he's a good laugh, don't you think?"
"If you say so."
"Anyway, he told me he's going to be out of town most of the week. He'll probably be only there with us one or two days, tops."
Eventually she agreed. We drove down late one Saturday afternoon a few weeks later. It took me a while to find the place, but around eight o'clock we were parked in his driveway. He had a very big house, a mile or so from the beach. He must have been doing well for himself, what with the alimony payments he had to make as well.
"Hey, Tony. How you doing?" Jude grabbed me in a bear hug when he opened the door to us.
"Kelly, you look more beautiful than ever," he said kissing my wife full on the lips. "You know, I think I married the wrong sister."
Oh Jesus, I thought, that wasn't the right thing to say. I saw Kelly shrink back from him. I'd always thought that she kind of liked him really, and that it was only out of family loyalty that she made out that he was a bad piece of work.
"Only joking, Kelly," he said, giving her his best winning smile.
After a couple of seconds she smiled back then she had to laugh. "You don't change do you, Jude? Well, are you going to invite us in, or keep us out here all night?"
Jude led the way, helping me with the suitcases. He ushered us to the sofa and asked if we wanted a drink before we unpacked our things. He poured three glasses of whiskey from a bottle in the drinks cabinet and added a little soda.
"Looks like you landed on your feet," I said as he handed me the drink.
"Yeah, but it's not mine, this place. It belongs to the company. I just stay here, rent-free. You notice the house next door? Even bigger than this one. That's the one that the bands stay in. The record company wants me here to keep an eye on them. I tell you, these groups, they stay in that house, they leave it pretty clean and tidy. Hell, they even do their own washing up, all that shit. They go to a hotel, they wreck the place. Saves the company thousands, I'm telling you."
Jude acted as a sort of senior executive liaison between the record company and their major artists. Whenever they were in town to do a gig, he would be dispatched to look after them, make sure they got to the venue on time, make sure they had all the girls and the drugs they wanted. There were only two big venues in town, so he didn't have to do this kind of thing very often. Whenever we talked on the phone he told me what a cushy job it was. He was living life to the full on an expense account and he loved every minute of it.
"Tabatha!" he called out to the kitchen. "You want to come out here?"
"Who's Tabatha?" I whispered to him.
"You wait ‘til you see her," he replied, giving me a wink.
Seconds later a girl stepped out of the kitchen into the lounge. She had gorgeous long blonde hair, full red lips and pale blue eyes. Her breasts were huge, her waist tiny and her legs long. She wore the shortest, tightest dress I had ever seen. Kelly has a wonderful figure herself and she keeps herself in trim, but I had never seen a woman like this before. Kelly was a brunette, perfectly proportioned in every way. Good-sized breasts, shapely legs, trim stomach. But this girl was something else. I felt Kelly's elbow digging hard into my ribs and I stopped staring at the girl, or tried to anyway.
"Tabatha," Jude began the introductions, as he handed her a glass of whiskey. "This is my best friend, Tony, and his lovely wife, Kelly."
I stood up slightly, about to reach over and give her a kiss on the cheek, but she waved a bored hand at us, said "Hi," and plonked herself down on the other sofa opposite me. Her dress was so short that I could see her panties even after she had crossed her legs. I soon had to cross my own to hide the erection that had just sprung up.
"So, do you live with Jude?" Kelly asked her, getting down to brass tacks as usual.
"Sure, when I'm in town. I have to travel a lot though, for my work."
"Tabatha's a model," Jude told us.
"Oh yes?" I said eagerly. "Kelly's a model as well."
"Only part-time these days. I don't get as much work these days. Now I'm 25. Over the hill," Kelly smiled wryly.
This wasn't really true. Actually she turned down a lot of offers these days because she was trying to set up her own web design company. She mainly did catalogue work, modelling bikinis and lingerie, that kind of thing. She knew that in a few years, when she was the wrong side of 30, the work would really dry up, so she had decided to get out while the going was good. She still did some work here and there, just to help her get her business off the ground.
"What kind of modelling do you do?" I asked Tabatha.
"Glamour," she said.
"Yeah, glamour," Jude said to me with a wink.
Tabatha looked sideways at Jude, wrinkling her nose in distaste. "I am also an actress."
"Yeah, she starts work on new film tomorrow. What's it called again, honey?"
"Bachelorette Party. I play the lead role."
"What character do you play?" I asked.
"Well, I play this girl called Sally who's about to get married. Hence the title, see? So she goes out to various bars with her friends on her last night of freedom, like, you know? And her friends dare her to kiss 100 guys before the night's out, so she does and they're all groping her and trying to get her panties off and stuff like that. Then she goes to a strip show with her friends and this guy dancing in front of her has an enormous cock so she sucks him off. Then she goes back home and wants to fuck her fiancé, ‘cause she's totally in heat by now and wants some cock inside her. But when she gets home she finds he's passed out drunk. But his friends are all there, watching a dirty video, so she lets them all fuck her instead. It's not a bad script actually, better than most I've read. And it's a pretty big budget picture, so who knows what it might lead to?"
While she was telling us the plot I had to move my arm over my crotch. My erection was painful now. I couldn't believe the way she was talking about it, describing it in such detail, as if it was a Disney film or something. I kept glancing at my wife, wondering how she would react. I noticed Jude was grinning the whole time she was talking. It was just what he loved to do, making this sort of thing happen.
"So it's a porn film then?" my wife said, stating the obvious.
"Well, yeah," Tabatha looked blankly at Kelly, as if she were stupid. "I mean it's not a comedy, unless I play it that way, I guess."
"She's very talented," Jude said, leaning over to kiss her on the forehead.
Tabatha smiled at him, obviously pleased at the compliment.
"You're actually going to have sex with all those guys, on camera?" my wife asked, disbelieving.
"Oh there's not that many guys I actually have to have sex with. Only three or four, plus one blow job. The other characters mainly just kiss me, suck my tits, feel up my ass, stuff like that."
"Sounds like a big cast for a porn film, all those extras, the 100 guys you have to kiss," I said. I wanted her to keep talking about it, before my wife made her clam up.
"Yeah, well. The director, Ged Sinclair, he's a genius. He says we're going to shoot most of those scenes in cinema verity style, whatever that means. Something about doing it out of the studio, with real people. We're going to film it in all these sleazy bars in the city. It's going to give the porno world a new kind of realism, he says."
"You mean you're going to film scenes with complete strangers, and they won't know about it?" my wife asked. Surprisingly she seemed as interested as me in the film.
"Well of course they'll know they're being filmed. There'll be a camera there obviously. How else could we film it?"
"Yeah, but will they know it's for a porno film?"
"Oh no. That's the whole point. Ged is getting a woman to do the camerawork and when we're filming in the bars she'll be dressed up as one of the girls, pretending she's one of our friends filming my big night out. Ged is such a genius, honestly. He used to direct commercials, on TV!"
I caught Kelly smirking when she heard this. "So basically," she said. "You'll be acting it out for real. Isn't that dangerous? Letting all those strange men kiss and grope you? What if they decide they want sex as well? If you act like that they'll probably think that you're willing to do anything."
"No. That's not in the script," she said. "I don't actually have sex with any of the guys in the bar. One of them has to pull my panties down and stick his fingers inside me, but that's all, and that'll be one of the cast. In fact, Jude's going to be the one playing that character."
"What?" Kelly and I exploded in unison, staring at Jude as we burst out laughing.
"You're going to be in a porno film?" I asked.
"Yeah. Why not? I'm in London for a few days anyway, thought I'd try out my acting skills, you know," he said, grinning at me.
"Jesus, I can't believe it," Kelly said. "I wonder what Anna would say?"
"Do you think it's likely that she'll see the film?" Jude asked. "I don't remember her being too interested in that side of the cinematic medium."
"Well," I put in. "Maybe we can give her a copy for her birthday."
"Okay then. But it'll only show her what she's been missing since the divorce. Mind you, my best feature won't be, uhm, featuring, if you get my drift. A bit of groping is as far as the scene calls for I'm afraid."
"I keep telling him he could be a star in the business," Tabatha said. "He would be great."
"Yeah? What makes you say that? He's looking out of condition, if you ask me," I joked.
"Oh no. He's got a good body. But that doesn't really matter too much. There's only one thing that makes a guy a star in this business. He's got to have a massive cock, get it hard quickly, keep it hard for as long as it takes and then cum on cue. Jude's got the lot."
"So I've heard," Kelly said under her breath.
She had told me before about what Jude was like in bed. Not that she had any personal experience herself. Her sister used to go on about how wonderful he was in the sack, how big his cock was, how long he could last. Even before they were married Anna knew that he was fucking other girls on the side but she wanted to become his wife anyway. She just couldn't get enough of the sex. It was only after she found him in their bed with her two best friends that she threw him out.
"So you going to be a porn star then, Jude?" I asked, grinning at him.
"Ah, I don't know. The whole set-up's too sexist if you ask me. It's only the girls who make the real money. Maybe Kelly should go for it though. A lot more money than the modelling game."
Kelly gave him a pointed look but said nothing.
"Are you interested then, sugar?" Tabatha asked her. "I could probably get you an audition. You look like you got a nice body. Big tits, not as big as mine, but yours look real. Haven't you had them done?"
"No, I..."
"Well, that's okay," she interrupted. "Some men prefer natural, so they say, but I tell you what, I made a lot more money after I had the boob job. You should think about it. Yours look pretty firm though. You must do a fair bit of working out."
"Yes, but..."
"Do you do anal?"
"What!" Kelly exploded, as Jude and I tried to suppress our laughter.
"Jeez, you know. Anal. Do you take it up the ass?"
"I know what anal means, thank you very much."
"So you've done it before. That's good. If you won't do it on camera you won't make much money. The mouth and the ass are the only holes guys are interested in any more. You know why? The guys who watch these movies only ever get to use their wives' pussies. They want to see a lot of ass fucking and blow jobs because they don't get that at home."
I could see that Kelly was desperately trying to interrupt, to say that she wasn't interested in being a porn star in any way, shape or form. I was finding the whole situation hilarious as well as a bit of a turn on. As soon as Tabatha stopped speaking I quickly spoke up to stop Kelly from putting her straight.
"That reminds me of a joke I heard," I said. "These two guys, both married with kids, are talking in a bar. One of them's very straight laced and the other is always cheating on his wife. The straight guy asks, ‘Why do you keep a mistress? What's wrong with your wife?' and the other guy replies, ‘Well. I can do things with her that I can't do with my wife. That's why.' So the straight guy asks, "Well, why don't you do those things with your wife instead?' and the guy replies, "What are you, crazy? My wife kisses the kids with that mouth.'"
"Yeah," Tabatha laughed. "That's it. That's it exactly. Hey, Kelly..."
"Stop!" my wife interrupted. "I know just what you're going to say. ‘Do you do oral?'"
"Hey, how did you know that?" Tabatha asked as Jude and I burst out laughing.
I was enjoying myself immensely but I was unsure how Kelly was taking all this, so I thought it was just as well when Jude told us to finish our drinks and he would take us out to dinner. Jude called a cab and we went to a fancy restaurant nearby. During the meal Kelly and Tabatha started getting along like a house on fire. It turned out that they had grown up not far from each other and had several mutual acquaintances.
I was disappointed to hear that both Jude and his girlfriend would be leaving early the next day. Tabatha had to start work on the movie right away and Jude had other business to attend to in London. They wanted to head back for an early night and Jude handed me his spare key and said that we might as well make our own way home.
"How long will you and Tabatha be gone?" I asked.
"The film shoot will probably take a few days," Tabatha replied. "But I have some modelling assignments after that, so I'll be in London for a few weeks."
"How about you, Jude?"
"Not sure mate. I'll try and make it back down before you leave, but it depends on the schedule. Anyway, just make sure you enjoy yourselves while you're down here. Treat everything in the house as your own."
"Yes," Tabatha leaned over to Kelly, "And if you need to borrow any clothes or make up or anything, help yourself."
"Thanks. It was nice meeting you."
We kissed them goodbye as they left and we settled back down. I called the waiter over and ordered a bottle of champagne. We soon made our way through one bottle and then I ordered another.
"You're splashing out a bit, aren't you? This and the whole meal. It won't be cheap."
"I know," I said. "Just as well it's all on Jude's company expenses. He has an account here. He said we could have what we liked."
"Sounds good to me. I thought maybe Jude didn't want to pay and that was why they wanted to leave without us."
"More likely that they want to have a bit of a sex session before they go to sleep. Tabatha probably needs loosening up before she starts filming tomorrow."
"You're awful," Kelly slapped me on the arm. "She's a nice girl actually."
"I thought you were going to go mad when she kept asking you if you wanted to be in a porno film."
"You enjoyed that, didn't you? Anyway, maybe it's not such a bad idea."
"Oh yeah, like you would really do that."
"Well, maybe. If I found the right co-star," she said looking at me with a twinkle in her eye, before giggling uncontrollably. The champagne was obviously taking effect.
"Yeah, like who?"
"Oh, I don't know. Jude seems to have what it takes, so I've heard."
I looked at her, wondering if she was serious. Did she want to fuck him?
"I bet your sister would like that. Seeing the two of you in a porno film together."
"Never mind her. Would you like to see it?"
I was shocked when she said this. Occasionally when we had sex we would fantasise that she was being fucked by another man. She knew it turned me on and she liked to indulge me in my fantasy, but she made sure I knew she would never do it. Had she changed her mind? Conflicting thoughts ran through me. Did I really want to see her have sex with someone else? I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to work out what to say.
"Oh my God," Kelly said, laughing uproariously. "I was only joking. God, you should have seen your face."
I looked at her. Had she been joking, or was she just covering up after she had seen the look of shock in my eyes? I decided to pretend I wasn't bothered by it. We began to joke about what type of person would be a good co-star for both of us, what scenes would be in the film, and so on. We were talking about it light-heartedly but I knew the subject was turning us both on. I asked the waiter to call us a taxi and before long we were back at Jude's place.
Once inside the living room, we took off our coats and began kissing each other frantically. Kelly pulled me with her onto the sofa and I clambered on top of her, grinding away at her groin as I pushed my tongue into her mouth. I lifted her skirt and pulled her panties to one side, feeling for her clit above the silky wetness of her pussy. Before long Kelly turned me over so that she was on top of me. She pulled down my jeans and released my throbbing cock, grasping it in her hands with a hungry look in her eye.
She quickly stood up, reached up her skirt and pulled down her panties. Then she pulled me into a sitting position and eased her soaking wet pussy over my cock, hovering just above it for a few moments before plunging down and taking it inside her to the hilt. Normally neither of us would do this sort of thing - fucking on the sofa in a friend's house, but we were very drunk and very horny and we really couldn't stop ourselves.
Kelly rode me, finding her own rhythm, while I unbuttoned her blouse and unfastened her bra. As soon as she was topless I began to roll my tongue around her nipples and gently suck on them, just the way she likes it.
"Oh baby, yeah. That's nice," she moaned softly.
I pressed my hands firmly on her ass, drawing her closer to me, speeding up her movements as she rocked against me. At one point she stopped all motion and I wondered if there was something wrong. For a few seconds she neither moved nor made a sound. Then she pulled me further out from the sofa and pushed my head down until I was almost horizontal. Her movements speeded up once more and I reached up to feel her tits, covering them in my palms. She quickly moved my hands down to her hips.
"Oh yes," she moaned, louder now. "Fuck me. I want you to fuck me so much."
She placed her hands on her tits, fondling them slowly, sensuously. Her eyes were focused above my head, a look of lust and deep wanting in them. Her breathing came in shorter and shorter breaths as she moaned in pleasure. I knew she was about to come.
"Yes! Yes! Do it to me. Fuck me! Come inside me!"
Just then I noticed the television screen at the end of the room. In the reflection I could plainly see Jude. He was standing a few feet behind the sofa, stark naked and leisurely stroking his cock. It looked incredibly big and hard, much bigger than my own.
Kelly knew he was there watching. She knew and she liked it. When she was screaming, ‘fuck me!' she was saying it to Jude. She wanted him. My wife wanted sex with another man. I suddenly felt my balls tighten and within seconds my cock exploded, shooting a torrent of sperm deep inside her as her ass twitched and her body shook while she moaned in orgasm.
Kelly stayed in position, her bare tits on display for my friend, until I saw his reflection move away from the sofa. This time I could hear him as he climbed the stairs and shut his bedroom door behind him. When he had gone Kelly leaned down and kissed me, telling me how much she loved me. I kissed her back and told her I loved her too. I didn't let on that I knew what had happened. There would be time for that later, after Jude and Tabatha had gone up to London.
The next morning I woke up and left Kelly asleep while I went downstairs to make some coffee. Jude and his girlfriend had already left. A note was resting on the kitchen table telling us to enjoy ourselves and that Jude would call us sometime during the week. As soon as I had finished my coffee I went back upstairs to the bedroom.
I looked at Kelly lying in bed, the sheets covering her body. I sat on the bed next to her, my hand reaching under the covers to caress her thighs. She stirred, moving sideways, causing the sheet to pull away and reveal her naked flanks. I leaned forward, spreading her thighs apart as I inched my head down between her legs. The moment my tongue pressed against her pussy she woke up and placed her hand on the back of my head, encouraging me to continue. I began to gently suck on her clit as my hands reached up to fondle her tits. Before long she was at the brink of orgasm and pulled my head away from between her legs.
"Stick it in me," she pleaded. "Fuck me now."
I pressed the head of my cock at her entrance, teasing her, until she begged me to shove it in. Once I was inside her I began to stroke in and out until I could tell she was about to come. Then I lay on top of her, motionless, and looked her in the eyes.
"Hey, don't stop," she complained.
"I know what happened last night," I said.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, I think you remember. You weren't that drunk. I saw him...Jude."
"Oh..."
"You enjoyed him watching you, didn't you?"
"No. It wasn't my fault. I was just caught up in the moment, you know? I didn't want to stop. And I don't want to stop now," she said, grabbing my buttocks and pulling me closer.
I began to rock slowly back and forth, feeling her pussy walls contracting against my cock.
"Sure. You were looking right at him, playing with your tits. You looked him in the eyes and said, ‘I want you to fuck me'. Don't tell me it didn't excite you."
"Okay, it did," she admitted finally. "It made me feel really horny...the way he was looking at my tits and...and playing with himself."
"You wanted him to fuck you, didn't you?" I asked as I speeded up my movements, thrusting in and out of her cunt.
"No. No. I just...I love it when men look at me like that, when I know how turned on they are, just from looking at me. And I could see it, his erection...he was jerking off...staring at my tits and jerking off."
Her breath came in short spurts as I pummelled into her, loving her excitement, loving the desire in her. She screamed loudly as she felt the head of my cock expand inside her, shooting cum in quick powerful bursts. When it was over I lay beside her and cuddled her to me and kissed her passionately.
"I didn't know you were such an exhibitionist," I said, although I had always the feeling she was, but wouldn't admit it to herself, or to me at any rate.
"Yes, I suppose I am, I suppose all models are really," she paused. "No, actually I know I am. Tony, I've never told you this before..."
"What?"
"When I was young, when I lived at my parents house, my bedroom window faced onto the street. There was a man who lived in the house opposite. He was a lot older than me, probably only about thirty, but that seemed a lot to me. I must have been about fifteen. Anyway, one night, I was just taking my clothes off, getting ready for bed. I had stripped down to my bra and panties and was about to draw the curtains when I noticed the light go off in the house across the road. I looked out and I could see the outline of someone's face at the window opposite. He had turned his light off so that I couldn't see him, but there was a lamppost nearby which made him quite visible.
"I knew straight away what he was doing, that he was a peeping Tom. For some reason I felt this incredible excitement. Instead of drawing the curtains I stepped back. Then I put on some music and started to dance, just in my bra and panties. I wanted him to watch me. All the while I was getting really turned on until eventually I turned the music off and turned to face the window. I could see that he was still there, watching. Before I could change my mind I quickly unfastened my bra and dropped it to the floor. God, it was the most exciting thing I'd ever done. After about two seconds I rushed over to the light switch and turned it off, leaving the room in darkness. Then I lay on my bed, pulled down my panties and masturbated. I came in about five seconds.
"Afterwards I felt really guilty. I was still a virgin at the time and I guess I was pretty naïve. I kept thinking that he might come round and tell my parents what I'd done. I kept my curtains tightly drawn for the whole of the next week and always left the house the back way so I wouldn't bump into him. Then one evening I was having a shower and I was touching myself and getting horny and I started thinking about it again. After I had dried myself I wrapped a towel around me and went into my bedroom. I opened the curtains and looked across the street, expecting him to be there waiting, as if he hadn't left that spot since the week before, just dying to see my tits again. Of course he wasn't there, but from that time on I kept the curtains open at all times. Whenever I saw the man there I would pretend I was getting changed. At first I would only let him see my tits, but after a while I began to take off my panties as well and walk around completely naked.
"This went on for a few weeks and it really changed my attitude. Before I used to wear quite frumpy sort of clothes, but now I started to wear sexy, figure hugging outfits, short skirts, tight sweaters, that kind of thing. I loved the way men devoured me with their eyes. It wasn't long after that that I took up modelling. I really wanted to do glamour work. I wanted men to lust over my body, to play with their cocks while they looked at my tits and my ass. The trouble was that I had to have my parents' consent and, well, you know what my mother's like."
"Yeah," I acknowledged. "I couldn't see her agreeing to that." Kelly's mother thought that women who sunbathed topless were harlots, so I didn't think she'd like to see her naked daughter spread across the pages of a magazine.
"So, in the end I just did clothes and swimsuits and underwear modelling. It still made me feel sexy, especially when the photographer was a man."
"Why didn't you tell me any of this before?"
"I don't know. It's just...when we met I was doing a lot of modelling and I enjoyed it and I thought you might want me to stop if you thought I was getting horny every time I went to work."
"Did you ever...?"
"What? Have sex with one of the photographers?"
"Yes."
"Not since we were married."
"So you did then, before?"
"Sometimes, if I was really in the mood, and...if it was a nice guy."
"Does it still turn you on? I know you don't do it as often now, but when you do. You did that underwear catalogue shoot last month."
"Nothing happened, honestly. I like it, but it's not the same anymore. It's kind of mechanical, you know. All those lights everywhere, people telling you to move this way and that, it's like you're cattle or something. Listen, Tom. You're not worried about anything I told you, are you?"
"No, no. Not at all," I smiled at her reassuringly. Suddenly I had an idea. "Hey, I know, let's get dressed and go down to the beach. We're on holiday, remember?"
We showered together first and while Kelly was getting changed I gathered some things to take with us. About half an hour later I drove us down to the seafront. It was nearly midday and the sun was directly overhead. The beach was pretty crowded but eventually we found a space. We took our towels and spread them out on the sand then I lay down in my shorts. I looked up at Kelly. I knew that underneath her summer dress she wore the briefest of bikinis. She had to avoid tan lines as much as possible for her modelling work. We had never been sunbathing together before and I was dying to see her in her g-string, out in the open like this.
I think she knew what I was thinking as she grinned saucily then turned her back on me. She pulled down the straps of her dress then slowly eased it down her body until it reached her hips. Then she leaned forward slightly, her ass jutting out towards me as she pulled the dress down to her ankles. She stepped out of it then bent down to pick it up, the full cheeks of her firm ass completely visible, her pussy only covered by a thin strip of material. She folded the dress and put it in her bag then lay down beside me, face down and unhooked her bikini top. I reached over and began to soothe suntan lotion into her back then down her thighs and calves and finally over the cheeks of her ass. I noticed a man to the side kept making surreptitious glances towards us, and I couldn't blame him at all. She really has got a fabulous body.
After forty-five minutes or so, Kelly turned around to lie on her back. I hadn't noticed anyone else sunbathing topless, but I knew there were no restrictions at this beach anyway. Kelly's breasts are round and firm, with small hard nipples. She raised herself slightly on her elbows, hunching her shoulders together slightly to create a deep cleavage in her chest. She looked over towards the man nearby I had noticed earlier. He couldn't take his eyes off her. There was a prominent bulge in his swim shorts. She turned back to me and laughed then whispered, "That's the kind of reaction I like."
I was pleased at her attitude, at the open way she admitted that she enjoyed being looked at. As we lay there I began to think of ways to encourage her exhibitionism even more. At around three o'clock I suggested that we go for a walk towards the town centre and my wife readily agreed. We packed away the towels and Kelly was just about to put on her dress when I stopped her.
"No, don't put that on."
"What do you mean? You want me to walk around in this?"
I nodded at her. From behind, her ass would be almost naked, while her bikini top only just covered her nipples, her breasts spilling out from either side. I've seen on television that women sometimes walk around skimpy bikinis, but only in places like Florida. I had never seen it happen in England. I knew that it would cause quite a stir and that all the men would be looking at her, lusting after her. I encouraged her with my eyes and eventually Kelly showed her assent by pulling on her high-heeled sandals and walking ahead of me. I picked up the two bags and followed close behind.
We took the footpath overlooking the beach, she walking a few feet in front of me. Her ass looked incredibly sexy as she walked in the high heels. Every man that passed her turned his head to see the rest of her body. One or two asked her for a date, but she ignored them and kept walking on. At some point she stopped, waiting for me to catch her up.
"You see those guys over there," she said, pointing to a group of young men hanging around about one hundred feet away. They were hassling every woman who went by them. God knows what they would do when they saw my wife.
"Don't worry," I said. "I've got an idea. Just follow my lead."
I walked with her side by side as we approached the group. Before we were twenty feet away they had noticed Kelly and began wolf whistling and making comments about how sexy she was. When we were directly in front of them I pulled my camera from my bag and addressed them.
"Hi there. Listen, I work for Men Only magazine, and I'm doing a piece on bikinis - what is acceptable, what isn't, what's sexy, what's too sexy, that kind of thing. This is Kelly, one of our models. Turn around Kelly," I said nodding at her.
She looked unsure at first but eventually she turned her back so that she was facing away from the guys. This was the first glimpse they had had of her g-string clad behind, and judging by their reaction, they loved it.
"So what do you think? Is it okay for women to wear this sort of thing in public?"
"Fucking hell," exclaimed one. "Course it is. It's brilliant. They should all wear this sort of thing."
"Yeah man, especially if they're gorgeous like her."
"How about the top?" I asked, turning Kelly round to face them. I traced my fingers lightly at the sides of her breasts, then up and down the cleavage. "Do you think this shows too much?"
"No way. Not with lovely tits like hers. It could never be too much."
I wasn't sure how Kelly would take to me treating her like a piece of meat on display, but when I looked into her eyes I could see that she was enjoying the whole thing.
"Okay," I said. "Thanks guys. Do you want to be in a picture for the magazine?"
They all readily agreed and I asked Kelly to stand in the middle of the group. As I pointed the camera at them I told them to move in closer to her. The men on either side of her put their arms around her, squeezing her gently at the hips. I expected any moment for them to reach down and touch up her ass. I took one photo then told them to stay where they were.
"Okay Kelly," I said. "Let's do one with your top off."
My wife's eyes opened in shock. She didn't expect me to say that. All the guys cheered when I said it and she looked from one to the other of them, seeing the lust in their faces. Seconds later she reached behind her and unfastened the bikini top, exposing her tits to everyone there. I took my time taking the photo. I wanted to leave her like that for as long as possible, surrounded by men ogling her near naked body. I was sure it was only a matter of time before one of them reached his hand round to squeeze her tits. My wife's nipples were fully erect and I knew she was aroused. As soon as I had taken the photo, Kelly quickly put her top back on and joined me, whispering in my ear that we should go now. I was a little disappointed that nobody had tried to grope her a little, but I agreed and we moved on, the guys thanking us as we left.
As soon as we were out of earshot, Kelly turned to me and said, "Oh God, I'm so wet. Let's get back to the car. Quickly."
We hurried to the car park and as soon as we had reached the car she opened the back door, pulled down her bikini bottoms and lay sprawled out on the back seat. I quickly joined her, pulling down my shorts and entering her in one swift motion. Anyone might have seen us there, but neither of us cared.
"Oooh yes," she moaned. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."
"You enjoyed that didn't you? Showing off your tits to those guys?"
"Yes. I thought...I thought they were going to touch me."
"Would you have liked them to?" I asked as I pounded away inside her.
"Oh yes. Yes. I wanted them to grope me...feel my tits...play with my body."
"Next time they will."
"Are we going to do it again?" she asked.
"Yes, we are."
It took about two minutes more until we had both come.
For the rest of that day and most of the next we went around various places adopting the same scenario, with me, the writer/photographer for a porno magazine, and she the model. She had her photo taken topless with dozens of guys, all of whom made it clear that they found her really sexy. Unfortunately, none of them would risk touching her. I figured it was because they thought she was a professional glamour model and only going topless for the money.
On the Tuesday evening we were at the house, getting ready to go out for a meal when Jude called. I talked to him for about twenty minutes while Kelly was getting changed and applying her make up. Later, at the restaurant I told her about the phone call.
"Jude filmed that scene in Tabatha's porno movie last night."
"What, the scene in the bar? With all those men groping her?"
"Yeah."
"How did it go?"
"Good. You know the guys in the bar didn't know it was being filmed for a porno? Well, they acted like they were movie stars anyway. He said he was sure that any man would kiss and grope Tabatha if she asked them anyway, but with the cameras there some of them went even further. He said it seemed to encourage them to go as far as possible."
"So what happened? Did one of them fuck her?"
"No, but she had to fight some of them off. Supposedly it looked good on film anyway, realistic, like."
As we continued to talk about it, I told her of a plan I had come up with since speaking to Jude on the phone. Happily, Kelly agreed immediately and we began to talk through how to go about it.
The next day we left the house at about 11 am. Kelly was dressed in on of Tabatha's outfits. It was a skin-tight dress, the hem only just covering the cheeks of her ass. It was very low cut at the front with two spaghetti straps barely keeping it together. I drove us to the large park not far from the beach and sent Kelly out ahead of me. I followed behind until she came to a park bench where a man in his late thirties was sitting down. My wife sat down beside him and lit a cigarette. There was no one else around. I quickly walked up towards them, armed with Jude's video camera. It was a high quality one and was often used for making music video promos. Jude had said I could borrow anything I wanted and I knew I could make use of this. I ignored the man and faced Kelly, pointing the camcorder at her.
"Hi," I said. "I'm from the Fantasy TV channel. I'm asking women if they would be willing to go topless for the cameras for twenty pounds."
I noticed the man sat next to her smirking. He must have thought it was some kind of chat up line.
"Twenty pounds? Just to flash my tits?" Kelly asked.
"Yeah," I said, fishing a note out of my pocket and handing it to her.
The man couldn't believe his eyes when my wife pulled away the straps of her dress and eased it down to her waist. She wasn't wearing a bra and she sat there, pushing her chest out at me. After a few seconds she raised the dress up over her chest once more and giggled at the man beside her. I thanked her then told her I would give her another £20 to show me her ass. At first she pretended not to be sure about it, but eventually she took the money and stood up then turned her back to the camera and bent over. I had moved nearer to the man so that we were in the same position, so that he could see what I could see. She reached behind her and lifted the hem of her dress up around her hips. She was wearing the same g-string as before and looked almost naked. She wiggled her ass at the pair of us, laughing as she asked me if that was okay.
"Uh, well," I said. "You have to take off your panties."
"What?" she exclaimed. I hadn't told her I was going to ask her to do that.
"Take off your panties," I repeated, hoping that she would have the guts to go through with it.
She didn't say a word. She quickly bent forward once more and grabbed the sides of her bikini bottoms, pulling them down to her ankles in one swift motion. Her pussy lips were completely visible, wisps of hair surrounding them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the man was rubbing his groin with the back of his hand. I was just about to ask her if I could pay for one of us to touch her pussy when she sharply sat back down on the bench and looked at the pair of us. When she had exposed her tits she had giggled at the man. Now her face was flushed with arousal. Her panties were still around her ankles and she made no move to retrieve them. She just sat there staring, waiting for one of us to make a move, I think.
"Play with your pussy," I said. "Touch yourself."
Kelly lifted her legs up onto the bench so that she was facing the man. She spread her legs apart, stretching the material of the g-string held at her ankles. One hand went under the skirt, her fingers rubbing her clit, while the other hand began to gently squeeze her tits.
"Like this?" she asked, needing no answer.
The man and I watched avidly as she masturbated until she came, looking the man deep in the eyes as the orgasm shook her body. When she had finished the man took off quickly, heading for the seclusion of the bushes. I was sure that he had gone to jerk off, too scared to do it in front of the camera. When he had gone Kelly pulled her underwear back on, kissed me and asked if we could do it again.
"Sure. We've got all day, haven't we?"
We walked on to another area of the park, my wife ahead of me all the time, so people wouldn't know we were together. A couple of young men were standing around beside a water fountain and Kelly made her way there. I stayed back out of sight for a while. I watched as they began to chat her up, paying particular attention when she bent over to drink from the fountain. Her dress had risen up enough for them to see the firm underside of her ass.
I strolled over towards them and went through the same spiel as before. This time the two guys scoffed even more than the previous one had. They must have thought they were on to something with Kelly and that I was queering their pitch. They soon changed their minds when she agreed to go topless for the cameras though. The two men stood on either side of her as I filmed her pulling down her dress. One of them reached out a hand and traced his fingers along her breast, tweaking her nipple. The other man soon followed suit. My wife made no move to stop them.
As before, I asked her to show us her ass. Again she obliged, this time pulling her panties down straight away without my asking. The two men were going wild, telling her what a sexy bitch she was, as she bent forward exposing her naked pussy. They began playing up to the camera, kneeling down on either side of her then reaching up to grab the cheeks of her ass. They licked up and down her smooth skin, their hands everywhere as Kelly looked back over her shoulder towards me. Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable lust.
I kept the camera focussed on my wife's body as the two men groped, fondled and licked every inch of her. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. Kelly's head was now leaning back, her eyes closed as she succumbed to their every touch. I knew that at any moment they would pull her to the floor and take turns fucking her, and I knew that she would not even try to stop them. She wanted it.
"Hey! What's going on over there?" a voice shouted out.
We all turned to see a park keeper heading towards us. The two young men ran off quickly as Kelly pulled her dress back up to cover her body. I grabbed her hand and dragged her away with me. The park keeper was old and out of condition and had no chance of catching us up. When we got back to the car we both burst out laughing, and though neither of us said so, I'm sure we both wanted things to have gone even further.
We spent the next few days doing the camera act in a variety of places: a launderette, a funfair, at a bus stop. My wife was groped and had her tits sucked by a variety of men, but none of them came as close to actually fucking her as those two guys. It was daring and dangerous, more for Kelly than for me, but she was really enjoying herself. She even suggested that we buy our own video camera when the holiday was over, so we could do the same sort of thing at home.
On the last day of our holiday, just before we went out for a meal in the evening, I converted the video recording to VHS tape on Jude's machine. I was just watching the finished product when Kelly came down the stairs. She was wearing the exact same outfit that Tabatha had worn on our first night here. She looked incredible. I turned off the video and television and came over to kiss her.
"Wow," I said. "You look fabulous."
"I know," she grinned. "How about we go clubbing after the meal? I fancy a bit of a dance."
"You know I don't like dancing."
"Yes, I do. I'll just have to ask some other men to dance with me. You don't mind, do you?"
"Not at all," I said, grinning at her as we walked out the door and headed for the car.
We had a lovely meal, during which Kelly spent a lot of time teasing the waiters by spreading her legs far apart so they could see up her dress, or leaning forward to give them a great view of her cleavage as they hovered around our table all night.
At the club I sat at a table overlooking the dance floor as a succession of men took turns dancing with my wife. Every single one of them came away having felt her ass and groped her tits. At the end of the evening, at the last dance, she even let the man dancing with her kiss her. It wasn't just a peck on the cheek. It was a full-blown kiss with probing tongues that lasted at least two minutes. She came back to the table, her face flushed with excitement. All the men there knew she was my wife, but that hadn't stopped them trying to get her to come home with them.
As we left the club and headed for the car, I felt a little disappointed that she hadn't gone any further with any of the guys. This was the last night of our holiday, and I knew there was always the chance that her wild behaviour of this week would change radically when we were home. During the drive back to Jude's house, Kelly kept her hand in my groin, pressing down on my cock and telling me she was in the mood for a long night of loving.
I parked the car at the side of the house and helped Kelly out. I was just about to open the door when I heard a noise coming from inside. For a moment I thought it must have been burglars, then I figured that it was probably Jude. He had told me on the phone that he might get back at any time, and he did want to see us both before we went back home. I peered in through the living room window just to make sure. I could see that the television was on and a man was sitting in the armchair. I moved over to the other side of the window and saw to my shock that it was Jude, and he was sitting there, his erect cock in his hand, masturbating as he watched the video of my wife being groped and fondled by all those men.
I turned to see that Kelly was right behind me, watching spellbound as Jude's fist tugged away at his cock. She looked at me and within seconds we had come to a silent agreement. I handed her the key to the front door and told her to go in quietly while I stood out here. A minute later I saw through the window that Kelly had entered the living room. Jude frantically tried to put his erection back into his jeans as he looked past Kelly, expecting to see me join her at any second.
"Don't worry," I heard Kelly say. "Tony's not here. He had to drive back to the club. He left his wallet behind. Why don't you carry on with what you were doing?"
A broad smile came across Jude's face when he heard those words. He freed his cock once more, making sure that Kelly could see it. He must have known after the incident at the start of the week that she was up for some fun, and the video he had just seen would have proved that.
"Why don't you give me a hand here?" he asked.
Kelly didn't need asking twice. She stepped over to him, looking down at the massive cock pointing up towards her. Then she knelt down in front of him, stuck out her tongue and licked the underside of his balls. She grasped his thighs as her tongue rose up his shaft then licked the head until finally she took it in her mouth. I watched with mounting excitement as my wife's head bobbed up and down on his prick, her lips stretched as she tried to take it all in her mouth at once. Over the last week I had seen a number of men grope and fondle my wife, but I had never seen her do anything like this.
After she had been giving him head for a while she pulled back and stood up, to his obvious disappointment. His smile returned when she reached up under her dress and pulled down her panties then approached him once more. She raised her knees up onto the chair either side of his thighs and lowered herself down onto his cock. Her mouth opened wide in pleasure as she felt him inside her all the way.
"Oh Jude. Your cock is so big. Just like my sister told me."
"I always wanted to fuck you too Kelly. I always knew that deep down you were a slut, even more than your sister."
"Yes, I am. I'm a cock hungry slut and you're fucking me. Does that make you happy?"
"Yes, Kelly," he said as his hands rested on the cheeks of her ass, gripping them, as he pulled her up and down on his cock. "I like your video work by the way. Tabatha was right. You do make a good porno star."
Jude lowered his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth. I saw his thighs bucking up against her ass as he sucked her tits. Kelly was moaning like crazy. With me, she always loved to be on top. With a cock the size of Jude's inside her she must have been in seventh heaven. Suddenly, Jude turned slightly in the chair and positioned Kelly's head away towards the television screen. While Jude pummelled away inside her, my wife watched herself being fondled by a variety of men in public.
"Oh God. I'm such a filthy slut. I let them all touch me...do anything they wanted with me...I should have let them fuck me too...fuck me Jude...fuck me hard...oooh...come on...oh God, you're cock feels so good...I want you to come inside me...do it...yes...yes...fuck me...oooh."
Kelly arched her back, pressing her chest forward just as Jude began to groan. My wife moaned in ecstasy as Jude's explosion triggered off her own orgasm. Her body shook against him until he had to hold onto her to keep her from falling back onto the floor.
When I was sure they had finished I walked up to the front door and rang the bell. A minute or so later Jude answered, fully dressed now. I pretended that I didn't know he was back as I carried the bags inside to the living room. I asked Jude to make me a drink then I looked over at Kelly, who was wearing the dress once more, although I could see her underwear on the floor next to the armchair.
"Kelly. I'm going to take the bags upstairs. I think you'd better change out of that dress. It's Tabatha's and we should wash it before we go."
Kelly followed me upstairs and into the bedroom. I quickly pulled her dress down and threw her on the bed. My cock was ready and hard and I stuck it deep inside her with one thrust. She smiled at me as I pounded away, gripping her buttocks and pulling her to me. Within seconds I had come inside her, my juices mingling with Jude's. A few minutes later we were downstairs having a drink with my best friend, pretending that nothing had happened. We spent a couple of hours drinking and talking, never once mentioning the video, or the panties which lay on the floor in plain sight to us all.
The next morning Jude saw us off. As we were leaving he handed me the video of Kelly getting naked in public. Then he handed my wife her panties. We all smiled together, aware that we knew each other's secrets now. I told Jude that he would have to come round to our place to stay as soon as he got the chance.
"It will be a pleasure."
"No. The pleasure will be all mine," Kelly said as she leaned forward to give Jude a long, lingering kiss goodbye.
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