Preparing Mary More

One of the things I wanted to make sure I had after Mary enjoyed her
birthday present of having two men, was pictures and/or video tape of
the event. All throughout the process of selecting the other man, I
made sure that I told them that pictures and possibly video would be
taken. Several men opted out because they didn’t want proof of
adultery to exist – I can’t say I blamed them – but many more couldn’t
have cared less. Most just wanted copies for themselves.

Knowing that I’d need a photographer, or videographer, or both, I had
to start thinking about finding one. But, I also had to get Mary used
to the idea of having another person in the room with us, taking
pictures while we sucked, fucked, etc. I knew a couple of things that
affected my decision on what type of person to find: I knew that
Mary’d be more comfortable if the person were male. She was much more
comfortable showing off her body to men than to women. In fact, if the
man showed signs of excitement, it would turn her on all the more. I
also knew that there was a fair chance that the person, he or she,
would get excited enough to expose themselves and possibly masturbate
behind the camera. If Mary saw another man doing this, I felt that she
might well invite him to join us as well, taking three men for her
birthday instead of just two. After all, hard cock is hard cock and
Mary can never get enough.

For my part, I’d rather have a woman looking at me naked, and if the
photographer was going to potentially join in the fun, I’d just as
soon have it be another female making the event two on two instead of
three on one. I reminded myself that it was going to be Mary’s
birthday and I should be thinking about what she wanted, or would
enjoy most, but I have a selfish side too. Different pussy is
(usually) good pussy. So I also considered finding a female
photographer or videographer. One part of my mind said that I could
find one of each, in each sex, and we’d have three men and two women
in the room. That could prove to be fun too… I had to think about it.

While I was considering all this, I confided in my friend Molly about
the fuck-fest I was enjoying with Mary. Molly was envious of Mary’s
free-spiritedness, and my sexual satisfaction. In fact, Molly had
often told me how she was always horny, her boyfriend had a little
dick, and she needed some good solid fucking. Somehow we’d just never
managed to find the time for me to help her out with her problem. When
I first told Molly about Mary and I, Molly immediately told me to quit
paying for hotel rooms – to use her apartment instead. It was nearly
perfectly situated between Mary and I and wouldn’t cost a damned
thing. Jokingly Molly said I should occasionally leave a picture or
two of Mary and I together sexually “as payment” for use of the
apartment. Hell, Molly even told me to leave the mess in the bed –
that she’d clean the sheets later.

One day over lunch, while I was trying to figure out what I was going
to do about a photographer/videographer, I mentioned my quandary to
Molly. Her first question was whether or not Mary’d ever had another
person in the room while having sex. I told her I wasn’t sure, but I
didn’t think so. Molly’s suggestion was that I would probably want to
expose Mary to that before her birthday rolled around so that she’d be
comfortable with the situation when the time came. I agreed and asked
her if she had any idea who I could use as a photographer. She smiled
and said, “Me.” Problem solved.

The next time Mary and I got together it was at Molly’s apartment.
Molly had gone to work that morning, but was going to come home about
lunchtime – around noon. Mary and I were meeting at ten, so we had two
hours to play and enjoy ourselves before Molly got home. I
intentionally didn’t tell Mary that Molly would be coming home, and I
was trying to keep track of time so that Mary and I would be in the
living room or kitchen, playing or getting something to drink – but
naked and exposed when Molly walked in. I didn’t want Mary in bed
where she could pull up the covers to hide her nudity and then object
to Molly’s presence.

Our two hours alone together were great as always. We were naked
inside of ten minutes and fucking inside of fifteen. Foreplay? That
was our imaginations running wild as we drove to the meeting spot. I
was hard and oozing before I ever got there and Mary told me she was
wet all the way down the road. She was certainly drenched when I
pushed my cock into her and she didn’t stop cumming until after my cum
had splattered deep inside her.

As we caught our breath from the first quick bout of sex, I told her
that I wanted to play with the toys some more, and that there were a
few other new things we might try out. With an evil twinkle in her eye
she said, “Whatever you want, baby.” She said that quite often and
then backed out of the “whatever” part, which was why I didn’t tell
her about Molly.

A few minutes later found us playing again, this time with one of her
new toys vibrating on her clit while my fingers delved into her
wetness. Over the course of the remainder of the two hours, I used her
two toys, my fingers, tongue and cock to explore her pussy and then,
slowly, her ass. Since anal sex was still new to her, I didn’t want to
just attack it like she was an old pro. I took my time, first licking
and tonguing her back door for quite some time before introducing her
smaller toy and then eventually my cock.

I was behind Mary, sliding my length in and out of her puckered
tightness when I saw the clock on Molly’s bedstand. It said 11:45 and
I knew that Molly’d be home any time. Increasing the speed of my
strokes, I heard Mary moan into the comforter where she’d buried her
face. One of her hands was furiously rubbing her clit while my cock
reamed her ass and I could feel her asshole clenching as her orgasms
rolled through her. When I came, I pulled her hips back hard, pushed
mine forward hard, and made sure my cock was as deep as it could get
inside her. My hot cum sprayed thickly deep into her as she moaned out
her pleasure and jerked against me. When my orgasm had passed, we both
relaxed down onto the bed with my cock wilting inside her, our
breathing slowly returning to normal.

After a few minutes I suggested that we might like something to drink
and that Molly had told me she’d leave cold water and sodas in the
fridge. Mary agreed that it sounded good and together we padded to the
kitchen. I walked behind her and enjoyed the sight of my cum leaking
out of her, both front and rear, as it trickled down her thighs. I
knew she enjoyed the smeary feeling between her thighs as it meant
that she been well used. Little did she know that she be even more
used before the day was through – and that it would all be well
documented in digital pictures and maybe on video.

As we stood in the kitchen chatting and drinking glasses of ice water,
I heard Molly’s key in the door. Mary heard it too and a startled look
of mild panic filled her face. I had to smile because she looked like
she wanted to hide and that was exactly what I’d planned this to
avoid. To keep her from thinking much farther, I put my glass down,
took hers from her and also put it on the counter – and then stepped
into her to hug her close as I gave her a deep tongue-filled
aggressive kiss. As my tongue explored hers, I heard the door open,
close and the dead bolt slide into place. I had told Molly that I was
going to try to be in the living room or kitchen, so when she didn’t
see us in the living room, she walked straight to the kitchen.

As she rounded the corner, I had to fight Mary to hold her against me.
She was trying to move, to flee, to hide – anything but be standing
there naked with cum running down her thighs as this other woman came
in. Molly feigned being startled when she found us embracing in the
kitchen and I heard an, “Oh! Excuse me,” from her when she first
turned the corner. Doing a little acting myself, I jumped just
slightly, pulling away from Mary and turning to see who caught us. It
could only have been one person, but moving aside as I turned allowed
Molly to get a good view of Mary and I both as we stood there in all
our glory.

We were a sight to see from what Molly later told me. I was semi-erect
and my crotch was glistening with a mix of Mary’s and my juices.
Mary’s nipples were quite hard, her pussy was smooth shaven, and her
crotch was shiny with our juices. Molly told me that she could clearly
see the thick globs of cum running down Mary’s thighs.

Acting like absolutely nothing was wrong, I said, “Oh, hi Molly,” and
then continued, gesturing at Mary, “This is Mary.” To my amazement,
Molly took a step closer and stuck out her hand, stammering out an
apology for having interrupted us. To my greater surprise, Mary
reached out and shook Molly’s hand! Did either of them realize that
Mary’s hand was covered with dry pussy juice? If they did, they didn’t
seem to care.

Mary’s face was quite red from embarrassment, but she recovered well
and didn’t even try to cover her nudity with her hands. Molly was nice
enough to say her rehearsed lines: “I am sorry to have interrupted
you. I didn’t expect you to be in the kitchen. But it’s been a slow
day at work and I decided to take off early at lunchtime. So, I have
the rest of the day off, but I’ll stay out of the bedroom so you guys
can enjoy the rest of your time together.”

I was careful to stick to my rehearsed lines as well. “Don’t worry
about the interruption. We were just getting something to drink.” I
paused for affect. “I feel bad limiting you in your own place to just
the living room. Don’t you want to at least change your clothes or
shower or anything? We don’t mind and it won’t slow us down much…” I
left that hanging as Mary looked at me open-mouthed. She couldn’t
believe what I’d just said.

Thinking for a moment, as was necessary for our charade, Molly
replied, “Yeah, a shower would be good. You sure you don’t mind?”

Mary started to say something, but before she could I answered, “Not
at all. Why should it bother us to have you in your own bedroom? If
you don’t mind us in there ignoring your presence, we’ll just continue
on as we were.”

“Cool,” was Molly’s reply. We had planned this all out before hand.
After her one-word response, she dropped her purse on the dining room
table and headed for her bedroom. I started to follow, holding Mary’s
hand, but she pulled me back.

“We are NOT going to go play with her in the same room,” she told me
firmly. Her voice was a mix of indecision. She wanted more sex, but
“good girls” don’t do it in front of other people.

“Why not?” I asked her. “For your birthday present you know we’re
going to have another guy join us – so he’d be in the same room – and
you also know that I want to have pictures taken to record the
experience for you – so that’s another person in the room.” She looked
surprised at that, as I knew she would. She’d expected that either I
or the other man would run the camera. Having a photographer present
never entered her mind. I kept on. “So having Molly in the room would
be good practice for you to be able to just relax and enjoy the sex
without worrying about who’s watching or what they’re doing.”

“Are you serious?” she asked in disbelief. “You really want to just go
back in there and fuck and let her watch if she wants?”

“Hell,” I chuckled, “maybe she’ll grab a camera and take some pictures
for us.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she smirked at me. She was beginning
to get into the idea.

“Not as much as I’d like her to join us,” I smiled back, earning
myself a slap on the shoulder.

We both heard the shower start and took that as our cue. Back to the
bed we went. Laying Mary down on her back I climbed between her legs,
rubbed my semi-stiff cock all over the creamy cum mixture that was on
her thighs, and then moved up to straddle her face. She hesitated a
bit at first, but then took to licking and sucking my sticky cock
clean. As she licked, I got hard again, but I wanted to play some. I
didn’t want to fuck anymore until after I knew Molly was there with
the camera. What I didn’t know was that Molly had already turned on
her webcam and that every move Mary and I made was being recorded
digitally on Molly’s computer for later editing.

Moving back down between Mary’s legs, I took my time licking and
sucking her clean, teasing her as much as I could. I was licking some
juice off of her smooth right pussy lip when the shower stopped, and I
felt her tense up. To distract her and alleviate the stress, I
immediately attacked her stiff clit, sucking it hard. The results were
exactly as I’d hoped. Mary spread her thighs as wide as they would go
and put both hands on the back of my head to pull my mouth harder
against her cunt. She was in the throws of orgasm when Molly stepped
out of the bathroom. When I heard the bathroom door open I sucked even
harder, lashing Mary’s clit with my tongue. It worked – she stayed in
heaven and never even noticed Molly entering the room.

A few seconds later I saw the flash as Molly began taking digital
pictures. Mary noticed too, and jumped as a startled reflex. Then,
realizing that Molly wasn’t going to see much that she hadn’t already,
Mary relaxed again and just submitted to the pleasure of sex as Molly
moved around us snapping pictures.

Molly continued to take a picture every three seconds or so, as fast
as her digital camera could record them, as I kept pleasuring Mary.
Before I slid my cock into her again, I had used both of her toys on
her, filling both her pussy and her ass – and both at the same time
while I sucked her clit. Molly got good pictures of the double
penetration. Pulling both of them out, I moved Mary over me into a
sixty-nine where she hungrily sucked my cock into her throat. Molly
got some good close ups of that too, and I noticed that Mary was
beginning to play to the camera.

When Molly moved back down to the foot of the bed, standing close to
where I was laying, I realized that she no longer had on the towel,
and my cock jumped in Mary’s mouth as I was looking up at Molly’s wet
pussy. Molly made no move to join us though, just walking around and
getting in different positions to take good pictures. With Mary’s
hungry mouth full of my hard cock, and Molly standing directly over me
taking pictures of my tongue sliding into Mary’s cunt, I had an idea.
Grabbing Mary’s two toys, I slid the larger one into her pussy, and
then followed that by sliding the smaller one into her ass. Her only
response was a deep groan that vibrated around my cock in her throat,
and a shove from her hips to push the toys deeper into her.

With my tongue on Mary’s clit and her every orifice filled, I switched
the vibrator on in the toy that filled her cunt. Her response was
immediate and explosive as her body started to convulse over me. My
cock plopped from her mouth and moans that mixed with groans and small
screams began spouting from her mouth. Ten minutes later Mary was a
sweating collapsed heap of flesh laying on me as her hips twitched of
their own accord. Her moans were constant and the pleasure had
overwhelmed her. She was captured by it and would be powerless to
resist any sexual assault until her endless orgasms began to ease.

That was what I’d been working for. With Molly still taking pictures,
and her webcam still recording the action, I pushed Mary off of me,
leaving the toys buried in her cunt and ass. Laying her on her back, I
pulled the vibrating toy out of her cunt, the smaller one out of her
ass, and then slid the larger vibrating toy into her back door. She
convulsed once again, her thighs clenching and then relaxing as I
knelt between them. Allowing Molly enough time to get in a good
position for pictures, I slowly slid my swollen cock into Mary’s cunt.
The vibrations I could feel through the thin membrane that separated
her vaginal passage from her rectum only increased the pleasure I was
feeling.

After a few slow strokes, I began fucking Mary in earnest, pounding my
cock’s full length in and out of her, listening to her moans and
squeals as they continued through the endless pleasure she was
enjoying. About five minutes later, I pulled my cock out of her cunt,
the vibrator out of her ass, and slid my cock into her now relaxed
back door. It was warm and tight and I reminded myself that this was
only the third time she’d taken me in her ass. Without being prompted,
and seemingly no longer aware of Molly’s presence, Mary reached both
her hands down to her crotch, one burying fingers into her swollen
wetness while the other busily rubbed her still stiff clit.

I took my selfish pleasure, fucking her ass just as I had her cunt –
with full-length pounding strokes that left my balls slapping against
her ass cheeks. After getting good pictures of Mary’s hands playing in
her cunt and my cock at various positions in her ass, Molly set the
camera aside and finally gave in to her own frustrations. She put one
leg up on the bed next to us and stood there fingering her own pussy
to orgasm as she watched me pound Mary.

Thankfully Molly reached her orgasm and was able to catch her breath
before I announced my pending orgasm through clenched teeth. Upon
hearing the groaned “I’m gonna cum,” Mary moaned out something
incoherent about cumming deep in her ass, and Molly picked the camera
back up. As my orgasm set in, I pushed myself deep, felt two hot
squirts scald Mary’s insides, and felt her jerk back against me as she
always did when I came. Then I pulled myself out and jerked myself as
my cock continued to spit thick ropes of cum all over Mary’s belly,
hands and shaven cunt. Mary looked down to watch and Molly took
several pictures as my cum flew, splattered and was smeared into
Mary’s skin.

When my orgasm had passed, I collapsed in a heap beside Mary who laid
there with her legs spread wide, allowing Molly to take more pictures
of her well fucked condition – both front and rear. It was only when
Molly walked over to the computer monitor and turned it on, and Mary
saw that it showed us on the bed that she realized the whole thing had
been digitally recorded.

A half hour later, Mary had gotten a promise from Molly for a full set
of the pictures and a copy of the digital recording. I had gotten a
promise from Mary that we would meet at least one more time before her
birthday to fuck, this time with a male photographer on hand to record
the experience. Finally, as payment for her photographic services,
Molly extracted a promise from Mary and I thought we would come back
some time and play some more while Molly watched – this time not
running a camera, but masturbating with her own collection of toys
while enjoying the show.