A re-enactment in the living room - with assistance

"So what were you doing that made someone want to film you, girl?" Mike asked, hands fixing on her breasts after dropping her top to the floor.

"I... ah... I was... playing..."

"With yourself?" Jake finished, one hand squeezing a firm buttock, the other trailing down her taut stomach.

Kjerstin nodded, afraid she'd moan if she opened her mouth.

"Show us," Mike demanded, backing away.

"Show...?"

"Show us how you played with yourself," Mike ordered, sitting on a chair facing her.

"I, uh," she tentatively raised her hands toward her chest, pausing just short as she saw Mike pull out a camera. Her hands instinctively crossed her chest as she stared at the lens and the red light.

"You... you are filming?" she asked breathily.

"Just trying to get into the spirit. You know, you do what you were doing, I'll do what I was doing."

"But... the light..."

"Yeah, we should turn up the lights so we can see better. Good idea," Mike said, fishing out a remote. With a few taps he had the overhead lights illuminating her nicely.

"N-no, I mean the red light. You are recording?"

"Red means stop," Mike said evasively. He could have easily lied, but somehow it was more of a turn-on to make her misunderstand on her on.

"Oh, and green means go!" she nodded, smiling in understanding.

"Right. So go ahead. You were mauling your tits," Mike said.

Kjerstin blushed a bit, but took her hands away from her breasts.

"No no, you gotta play with them," Jake told her, still rubbing against her. "Like this."

Stepping behind her Jake took hold of her hands and brought them to her large breasts, pushing her long slim fingers firmly against the soft orbs before squeezing his hands over top of them. Like he was kneading dough he rhythmically squeezed, now and then making her hands take big handfuls before pulling them away from her chest. Kjerstin groaned, her eyes fluttering closed.

"So rough..." she moaned, not quite in protest, and Jake smirked, squeezing harder before letting go.

Without his guidance Kjerstin continued, ravaging her own breasts like a greedy teenage boy would, squeezing and pulling, her breath turning to gasps.

Behind her Jake shucked off his shirt, then reached around again.

"And then you started playing with yourself," he told her, taking hold of her hands. **** to let go her fingers stayed firmly attached to her breasts until the flesh reluctantly slid free, snapping upwards to their proper place high atop her chest.

A small, frustrated sound emitted from her mouth, making Jake smirk as he drew her hands slowly down her firm, heaving stomach.

"Then you started playing with your pussy," he told, stopping her hands in the small tuft of blonde pubic hair. "But you didn't just dig them in, even though you like it when things plunge in and out between your legs. No, you played with your lips, running your fingers up and down your dirty little slit."

"Yes, yes. So dirty..." Kjerstin moaned, trying to run her fingers along her tidy little slit. Her fingers kept curling, aching to plunge into herself, but whenever they did Jake pulled them away, teasing her with her own fingers.

"Please..." she begged, looking like she was begging the camera through slitted eyes as her tongue slid across her plump lips. "Please..."

"Then you started to push your fingers into your greedy little slit, teasing yourself slowly. One finger at a time," he hastened to add, grabbing her fingers to stop her from plunging several in.

"You were so **** to have your cunt fucked, but all you had was your fingers," he told her, letting her dig a second in and controlling the speed she fucked herself.

Frustrated sounds escaped the blonde beauty as he **** her to go so much slower than she wanted.

"Dreams of cock after cock pounding between your legs filled your mind," he said softly into her ear, softly rubbing his hard dick against her ass.

'Yes yes, fucking cocks. Black cocks. Fucking me," she gasped out, struggling to move faster or dig in a third finger.

"As your slutty thoughts filled your mind - thoughts you've been having all day, all week, all the time - your fingers started moving faster. Rougher," he released a third finger and helped her fuck herself faster, but not as fast or full as she wanted.

"Thinking about all the dick you'd be fucking and sucking made you unbearably, unashamedly horny. You wanted to flaunt your body to the camera you saw, to let yourself be seen doing naughty, perverted things. While you fucked your cunt with wild abandon you let your other fingers find your clit, rubbing it and then squeezing it, your nails biting into it like the teeth of one of your rough black lovers."

Kjerstin started to cry out as her other hand found her hard little clit and did as his words instructed, tugging and pinching the little bud like a lover's teeth were enclosed on it.

"Fuck me. Fuck me," she gasped, fingers pounding and pinching as Jake stepped away.

Too horny to do the honors himself without cumming right away he took the camera from Mike, who had squirmed free of his clothes while filming the wanton white slut.

"Since you begged for it," Mike smirked, pushing her backward onto the couch.

Kjerstin's eyes and legs flew open as she landed, the naked black man descending upon her.