Intermission - Watching videos (Part 2).

Fernanda had been watching Diana blowing Oliver for nearly fifteen minutes already. Twenty minutes in total with that initial makeout session. Her eyes were glued to her laptop screen, and it hadn’t felt like twenty minutes at all.

Oliver still hadn’t come, but they did change positions so that he’d be sitting on the bed. Now Diana had her back to the camera and she couldn’t see Oliver’s dick, but seeing Diana’s head bob up and down, imagining what it looked like…

…

Fernanda clicked pause and moved her laptop aside so she’d have space to take off her shorts and throw them aside. She was getting WAY too wet. She ran to the bathroom for some toilet paper and back to bed to click play again.

It felt criminal, but Fernanda skipped the video forward a bit. She had three hours to herself and this ONE video alone was four. She skipped forward by 10 second intervals, hoping not to miss anything… interesting.

She caught the moment Oliver came, at about the 37 minute mark. They hadn’t changed positions, so Fernanda didn’t see it, but she could tell by how he threw his head back and grunted. She could also hear Diana swallowing. It didn’t seem like they were recording with a phone, because one wouldn’t have caught those subtle sounds.

“Fuck… I needed that,” Oliver said with a chuckle.

“Mmm… Kissing Fernanda left you THAT pent up, huh?” Diana teased.

“Yeah…”

Fernanda almost squealed at hearing her name. Did they forget they were recording for her or was it on purpose!? Her shoulders stiffened, her toes curled and she finally let her hand inside her panties.

She watched them undress, and despite thinking she was prepared for it and even looking forward to it, seeing Oliver naked hit her like a truck. He had a perfectly marked, toned body. Strong arms and legs, perfect abs, slender waist, broad shoulders… A big, shockingly beautiful cock. She swallowed again. It was like she could distinguish every muscle in his body, and really, she could. He could 100% be used as reference to study anatomy for drawing. Diana, too, had a perfect body. Less toned but with no extra fat. Perfect curves, large butt, huge chest, long legs… Oliver definitely had a type.

This time Oliver was the one to attack. He went directly for Diana’s boobs, grabbing them and sucking on her nipple with an intensity that wasn’t there before. Did… Did coming once actually make him hornier? Diana embraced him, pushing her chest against his face and writhing from pleasure, letting out a very soft, drawn out moan.

She had him sit on the bed again, going back to a profile view. Oliver scooted back so that he could rest his back against the wall and the pillows, and Diana quickly got on top of him.

What she saw… It might sound dumb, or perhaps obvious, but it had a huge impact on her. Like, it rewired some cables in her brain.

When she was younger and all her classmates were either talking about, complaining about or bragging about sex, Fernanda was growing curious, too. And like most people her age who are too embarrassed to ask family and have near unlimited access to the internet… Fernanda turned to porn as educational material.

Her takeaway? Sex was fucking gross. Exaggerated faces, screaming and moaning. Weird and uncomfortable-looking positions. Women spitting on dick. Cringy dialogue and outlandish scenarios as if to cater to an audience that demanded weirder and weirder content to be able to get off. In that regard, the novels Grace recommended were more… tasteful, or at least she could use her own imagination to fill gaps or replace images she found uncomfortable. Hentai manga was actually a lot more to her… tastes, as she’d found that the way people were drawn could have a huge effect on her arousal.

And then she watched Oliver and Diana, and realized that what she’d watched before was indeed porn, not sex. Fernanda watched Diana ride Oliver with her arms around his neck, pushing her naked chest against his. She rocked her hips with more than just up and down movements, and Oliver himself didn’t just sit still. They were in sync, grinding against each other as they were lost in their lover’s eyes. Their moans and breathing came from pleasure and physical movement, not a director’s order. It sounded… WAS natural.

It was making her pussy burn, but more than that, it was sort of beautiful, both in a spiritual and aesthetic sense. This was sex, passionate love-making. The union of two people who desperately want each other and want to give everything that they are to the other. At least, that’s what it felt to Fernanda as she watched them.

This was only the 45 minute mark. There were over three hours left. Surely this would last for another 20 minutes and then it would just be them sleeping because they forgot the camera was on.

Right?

Right?

Fernanda skipped forward, and every 10 minutes or so, she found them in a new position. Doggy, spooning, missionary, prone bone… There was a short bathroom break at one point, but when they came back…

“Where’s the camera?” Oliver asked Diana. His lover pointed over to it, and Fernanda almost felt caught. She’d nearly forgotten this was supposed to be a recording for her, because she asked. Oliver and Diana had been caught in their own world and hadn’t even looked her way, but now Oliver had taken notice of where the camera was… and he dragged Diana over to it with him.

Diana chuckled. “You sure?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just… want to do it over here now.”

“Yeah, alright…”

Diana bent over a drawer, leaving half her upper-body out of frame from how close they were. Oliver then grabbed her by the waist… and Fernanda had a perfectly clear and up-close view of his cock going inside Diana. She saw his girth spreading her wet, glistening folds and sliding inside.

Fernanda pushed her own middle finger inside her pussy, and that was the last her body could take. She came like she never had before. It usually was a wave of pleasure that ran through her body and was over in 10 or 15 seconds. This? This shook her, made her legs shake and her back arc.

It was the first time she’d had such a… strong stimulus, and there were still about two hours left of video.

…

And three other videos, too.

Oh dear.

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