Movie Night

Mark informed Brad that he would be in contact with him again, “for the next installment.” Brad worried what that would entail, having already tricked his wife into unknowingly masturbating in front of a stranger. Though the guilt riddled his emotions, the fear of reprisals was much more intense. Brad knew he’d have to be more careful with Jenny, and that he needed to somehow warn her of his predicament. Brad nervously cleaned up and stashed the photos in a folder and buried it in his filing cabinet. Though his tension was temporarily relieved, his brain ran in circles at high speed. His mind was preoccupied with Jenny and Sarah the remainder of the day. He wasted the entire day, unable to get anything done at work.

Brad was about to log off at work, destined to get home and get a good nights rest, hopefully to clear his head, when he spotted another email. He contemplated leaving it and checking it in the morning, about to head out the door when he suddenly spun on his heels and dropped into his chair to check the last minute instructions. The email was from the same address as the blackmailer’s, so Brad assumed he was not in the house. He read the email, as the color drained from his face. He printed out the message, directing him to a particular video store, ordering him to purchase three specific videos.

Brad climbed into his car and called Sarah, telling her he would be late getting home. He told her to feed the kids and put them to bed, and to wait for him when he got home. Per the instructions, he also told her to open the bottle of red wine. She asked what was going on, and all Brad was allowed to say was that he had a surprise. Sarah tingled with excitement, sensing that Brad was full of surprises today. After the exhilarating soirée the two shared this morning, she was filling with anticipation.

Brad arrived at the adult store and scanned the video section with nervous anxiety, feeling as if every eye in the store was staring at him. He pulled the printout from his pocket and located the first movie, “Super Bowl Party Slut.” Scanning the back cover, Brad noted that it was a story about a guy having his buddies over for the big game, and his wife entertaining the buddies unbeknownst to her husband. Colorful photos adorned the box, of a beautiful, long-haired strawberry-blonde with different men, and their cocks in different holes. Brad reviewed the email again, now scanning the racks for the second title. After nearly five minutes he finally located, “Watching Wendy.” It was a story about Wendy, a statuesque strawberry-blonde, having sex with different people that her husband set up for her, while he sat or hid nearby and watched. The third video, “Hot ‘n Horny Housewives,” was about three housewives who sucked and fucked anything that walked through their front door while their husbands were away at work. One of the girls on the cover also had strawberry blonde hair.

Brad now realized what his tormentor had in store for him. It all started making sense after he paid and returned to the car to review the remaining instructions. He got a sick and queasy feeling in his stomach.

He arrived home and greeted his eager wife. She had his dinner ready, along with a glass of wine. She was already sipping her second glass of the evening as they chatted about the day. Still feeling giddy, Sarah teased Brad that she hadn’t put any panties back on since their little tryst earlier. Brad smiled nervously, knowing that Sarah was going to want to fuck, in her horny state. The **** only intensified the effect. Brad quickly finished his meal as Sarah inquired about the surprise. Brad grabbed the bottle of wine and the glass and headed to the living room. He sat Sarah in the sofa and placed the bottle and glass atop the coffee table. He turned to the TV and pulled the three videos from the brown bag. He pushed the first cassette into the player and rejoined his wife on the couch. “I got some movies for us to watch tonight.”

Sarah couldn’t keep from giggling, feeling like a schoolgirl once again. “What has gotten into you? You haven’t been this randy in a long time.” She curled up onto the couch clutching her third glass full of wine as she sipped, not getting an answer from Brad. Sarah quickly calculated that it had been almost seven years since they last behaved in this manner. Ever since the last child was born, their spice had dwindled to boring, routine sex. Sarah was eager to rekindle the flame they once had.

Meanwhile, Mark had reappeared just outside the house, jumping the back fence with a video camera in tow. He set up the camera against the uncovered window, framing Brad and Sarah in the picture. He taped a few seconds and then paused the camera, waiting for more action.

Sarah cuddled up against Brad as the movie started, still clutching at the glass she was slowly draining. They watched the scene unfold on the screen as the living room filled with a total of six men gathered around the television, all rooting and hollering. The scene jumped to the husband’s wife talking on the phone in the kitchen, apparently telling her girlfriend how much she hated football, and wished her husband would pay more attention to her. She hung up the phone when one of the guys came in the kitchen to fetch a beer. The wife offered to get the beer for him, slowly bending over into the fridge, blatantly sticking her ass out for the buddy to see. She was wearing a short skirt, allowing the friend to clearly see her smooth, full ass. She slowly rose and turned to face him, holding the beer pressing her over sized tits into his chest. She twisted off the cap with ease and flipped it to the side, teasingly sucking on the long neck bottle, keeping her eyes glued to her hubby’s friend. She handed him the bottle and slid down to her knees in front of the open refrigerator. With practiced ease, she fished out his massive cock and began sucking him off in earnest.

Sarah was becoming intoxicatingly drawn to the steamy action on the screen, feeling her own body tingle with excitement, watching the beauty suck on the cock. Mark noticed her shifting and started the camera rolling again. Sure enough, Sarah dropped her nearby hand into Brad’s lap, ever so softly and gently stroking his growing manhood as it swelled with lust. She still sipped at the wine in her other hand, while watching the movie.

The young wife in the movie had just swallowed a mouthful of cum, and was wiping at the dribbling streaks at the corners of her mouth. The buck returned to his buddies watching the game. One of them asked what took so long so he whispered in his ear about the wife in the kitchen. That guy told another one of his friends, and the two looked at the husband and asked if he had snacks in the kitchen. The husband, very much into the game, told them to help themselves to whatever was in the kitchen. They intended to do just that.

The two men stood on either side of the nubile nymph, eagerly pawing and kissing her. They helped the young lady remove her tight fitting top, revealing her cantaloupe sized melons. She immediately had two hungry mouths feasting on the fantastic flesh, making her coo with excitement. Meanwhile her hands had dropped to their pants to encourage their cobras to stand. Her deft fingers undid each zipper, reaching in and pulling out the long lances of love. The ravenous blonde dropped to her knees, once again, to service the two hard cocks, simultaneously.

Sarah was really getting into it now, having finished her glass of wine. She too had fished out Brad’s six inch cock, and was lovingly stroking the shaft. She undid his pants, giving her easier access as she laid her head upon his chest. She still watched the movie occasionally glancing down to see Brad’s tiny slit open and close as she shafted the muscle. She wanted to suck the hard cock in her hand just like the woman on the screen, but was wary he might explode. She really wanted him in her, to feel his seed coating her burning walls. Sarah paced herself with the scene, gripping the cock at the base; she kissed the purple head, and danced her tongue over the slit. She captured the tiny dollop of primer that bubbled at the tip. Moments later she slid her mouth over the hardened shaft and suckled the musky manhood. She artfully kept the cock angled so that she could still watch the movie as she lightly suckled Brad’s penis. Brad, meanwhile, was beside himself as his wife teasingly wetted his cock, only bringing him to a slow simmer.

The girl in the movie had since gotten each guy to explode sending streams of hot cum into her mouth and coating her creamy, bodacious tits. She and Sarah, both, cooed as she rubbed the manly lotion into her breasts and around her erect nipples. The two men were about to return to the living room when the wife stopped them, handing one a bowl of chips and the other a bowl of pretzels. Once again the husband asked what took so long, and the two replied that they couldn’t find the stuff. The husband was almost finished with his twelve-pack; so the remaining two friends, upon finding out about the wife, offered to get refills. The last two buddies entered the kitchen as their friends kept the husband busy. They quickly engulfed the wife and shucked her of her skirt and thong, as they ravaged her body.

Sarah grew intensely aroused as she watched the starlet get bent over the island counter top in the kitchen and take one guy’s cock into her mouth while the other guy hammered her pussy. It was too much for Sarah. She couldn’t wait any longer. She pulled herself away from Brad’s cock and quickly rose to her feet. Though she was a little dizzy from the wine, she managed to fluidly slide the straps from her sun-dress over her shoulders pushing the dress past her flaring hips to gather in a pile on the floor. She then reached for Brad’s pants and pulled them to his ankles, forcing him to step out of them. Sarah playfully wiggled her tits in Brad’s face before spinning around and slowly sitting down in his lap. She guided his rocket into her dripping cauldron, slowly enveloping the hot shaft as it pushed past her puffy lips. Once she had him fully in her, she remained still, relishing in the wonderful sensation. She returned her attention back to the screen to see what was going on there, letting Brad peer from behind her. Sarah slowly worked her muscles squeezing the shaft, rising and falling only inches at a time. They both watched as the sultry slut humped back against the long hard cock pummeling her pussy, while hungrily devouring the equally long hard cock down her throat. Moments later the guy in her mouth was grunting, pulling out and spraying his load on her face. The guy in her pussy pulled out seconds later and painted her ass with his generous load.

Sarah’s fire continued to build, as she tried to keep pace with the movie. She knew the ultimate climax was coming when they watched the last scene of the movie evolve. The two men in the kitchen with the wife were still there, recovering from their exploits when the scene popped to the living room again. They could hear the guy on the television announce it was the end of the game. The camera then panned to the husband, crashed in his recliner, passed out, drunk! The three buddies pointed at him, laughing, then looked at each other with questioning eyes and leering smiles. They joined the festivities in the kitchen. The wife, somewhat surprised and still naked, asked to the whereabouts of her husband. When they told her, she said, “Serves him right,” and had the men follow her to the bedroom. Once in there, she proceeded to get it on with all five men simultaneously, letting them stick their cocks wherever they wanted to.

That was all it took. Sarah was exploding now. She began humping up and down with violent **** on Brad’s cock as she watched the beauty ravage every cock she came in contact with. Sarah was screaming for Brad to fuck her, just as the starlet was also pleading. Sarah dipped her hand to her clit, diddling herself, igniting the afterburners, sending her into another orbit. Brad and Sarah were both grunting obscenities as they exploded. Mark too had spattered his load onto the pristine patio beneath him, capturing the events for eternal posterity. Sarah had recovered just in time to see the sexy slut get covered in cum from each of the five spurting cocks.

The credits began rolling and Sarah extricated herself from the pole, an audible sloshing sound filling the room. Brad, exhilarated at the wonderful fuck exhaled an exuberant sigh. Then he remembered the blackmailer’s instructions. He silently cursed to himself as he reached for the bottle of wine. He poured his wife her fourth glass of the evening, knowing that when she drank excessively, she was always super-horny. He rose from the couch, still half-naked, and ejected the movie. He grabbed the next movie, “Watching Wendy,” as prescribed and inserted it into the player. He turned to see his lovely, naked wife, propped up on the couch, waiting his return. He moved to the couch and fetched his pants from the floor. He swallowed hard, trying to sound convincing, following the detailed orders. “I’m beat. I’ve got to go to work early tomorrow. You stay up and watch the rest.” He kissed his wife tenderly as she stared in bewilderment, before turning away and heading up the stairs.