Movie Night

“What the hell!?” I gawp.

Jane continues on as cool as a cucumber, as if everything was perfectly normal. She calmly pauses the video, my slumped back sweaty messy body frozen on the screen in post orgasm bliss. “I told you a while ago that Emma and I were going out for a movie this week. Remember?” She smiles. “We decided to stay in instead. We finally found something we wanted to watch. Care to join us?”

Her face was calm, her body language relaxed, but I saw the devilish gleam in those sultry brown eyes. I could not believe she had brought her sister into this little world of ours!

We stare at each other as her sister slowly collects herself. I didn't know what to say right then.

She had set this up. There was no way Emma just so happened to be here this early in the evening, and it was a hell of a coincidence they happened to be watching that particular scene right at the time I always get home from work.

My girlfriend finally says. “We don't have to watch this if you don't want to. There are plenty of other movies.”

She was offering me an out, though just by going as far as she had she must have been confident that I would play along. She was right.

I smirk. “You promised me something special after work.”

She grins, seeing I was game. “I remember.” She pats the cushion beside her. “Come sit with me baby.”

Emma had finally settled from her fit of the giggles. As I kick off my shoes and put my stuff down she comes around to greet me. She had on simple shorts and t shirt combination that hugged her tight body and showed off her smooth shapely legs.

She can barely stifle another laugh as she says in an upbeat chipper tone. “Hey big fella. How's it hanging?”

I give her a one arm hug and kiss her forehead. “You two are the worst.” I whisper to her. “Hey Emma.”

“Hi John, I saw your peeeeeen.” She replies in a teasing sing song voice. She giggles and returns to the living room area. She takes a seat on the loveseat beside and perpendicular to the sofa her sister sat on. It gave her a good view of both the sofa and the screen.

I cross my arms and look at the mischievous sisters suspiciously. “What have I walked into here?”

“Movie night! I was promised an epic!” Emma thumbs toward the screen. “So far all I've gotten is a comedy.”

I shake my head at her brazenness. “You little shit.” I cannot help but laugh. Emma bites her tongue between her teeth and gives me an impish look.

Jane chuckles. “That was just a clip Emma. This part was cut and cropped special for me.” I slowly make my way around to sit beside my girlfriend. She turns to her right, I see now that she had her laptop set up on the table beside her with a cable attaching it to the television across the room.

I get the impression by the nearly full glasses of wine and the heaping bowl of popcorn that they hadn't been here very long. Likely this was the first thing they had seen.

I take my seat beside my girlfriend. She was her light blue yoga pants and halter top outfit that she knew I liked so much. “Do you guys often watch naughty movies together?” I ask. “And why wasn't I invited?”

They both giggle like school girls. “We used to!” Emma confesses. “We did share a room back home. Never movies of people we knew though. Or movies with one of us in it! You guys are so crazy. Ha ha ha!”

My girlfriend laughs and waves at her sister to be quiet. “Oh shush you. You've seen me naked plenty of times. You said you wanted to see it.”

“Of course I do, who wouldn't!? A homemade sex tape...HOT!” She beams. “So besides our man here creaming all over himself what else did you guys get up to?”

“Uh...spoilers.” Jane rolls her eyes. “Just be patient.”

Emma gives me a naughty grin. “Can't wait to see you two in action John.” She takes a big swig of her wine and turns to look at the screen again.

It hits me then that Emma was going into this video cold. She didn't have a clue what she was about to watch. She knew it was a sex tape but she didn't know the details. This was interesting.

I look over to see mousing around on the laptop. I could see there were a number of video files on there. A few shorter clips with titles like “Cum Shot” and then larger files labeled “Camera 1”, “Camera 2”, and “Camera 3”. Finally there was one called “Rotation”. This was the one she hovered over.

“You guys ready?”

“YES!” Cheeps Emma as she bounces up and down impatiently.

I still hadn't even changed from my work clothes, but I didn't want to slow things down. “Sure.”

She says. “Here we go.” She clicks the file.

In the blink of an eye the big screen goes from blank to a crisp clear picture of Jane naked and trembling atop Peter's coffee table. Her body arched, tits held high, ass up off the surface, supported only on her elbows and tippy toes. Her legs were wide as the could be and her pussy on full display.

This was the camera focused on the table from above and behind where Peter had sat so it had the perfect view. I could tell by the light sheen of sweat on her body that this was near the beginning. Of course, when Peter left the room that one time he must have been starting the recording.

Emma's eyes go wide as saucer, she grips her wine glass in both hands.

A muffled voice comes in but isn't picked up. A moment later the arched and quivering Jane calls out loudly and clearly.

“I'm a dirty whore! … Sir!”

Emma damn near spits her wine across the room. “Oh my god! Jesus Sis!”

I feel my girlfriend press up into my side and put her hand on my chest, her eyes were locked on the screen like the rest us. I put my arm around her as we settle in to watch the show.

After a few more seconds the video switches to another camera. This one was 180 degrees from the first from the other side of the table, centered right where Peter would be sitting in a moment. I could about half of myself right at the edge of the screen. This camera holds for a time then the view switches to the final camera. This final view showed me sitting clothed, bound and gagged, and watching the action. The frame also encompassed the empty are of sofa to my left. Even in the video I could see the fires burning in my eyes as I watched my girlfriend preform for another man.

“Ha! There's our guy, all tied up.” Emma says. “But who was that voice we couldn't make out?”

“Shhhh. You'll see.” Her sister whispers.

As if on cue Peter briefly enters the scene. Just long enough to adjust one of the cameras however. Not much is seen of him, just his silk grey pajama pants and his bare torso, before he leaves the scene again.

“Who was that!?” Emma asks, pointing at the screen.

“Shhhh.”

“Sir. … Sir...I'm getting tired.”

Jane's trembling voice pleads. At this point Emma is mesmerized. Her wide eyes are locked on the screen as she waits to see what happened next. My girlfriend looks up at me and we share an amused naughty giggle between us.

We watch for a time as nothing really happens, it was at this point Peter was getting his drink. We just watch as I sit there gagged and Jane continues to struggle with her splayed and propped position.

Finally the dashing playboy makes his appearance. As smooth and rugged as a fine scotch he takes his seat at the head of the coffee table and watches my girlfriend's exposed body tremor.

“Ohhhh...tall, dark, and handsome! Who is that delicious looking man?” Emma croons. Then, as if hitting her for the first time, she looks over at us in stunned surprise. “Wait a minute...!?”

My girlfriend presses into me harder, her big tits smooshing against my side, and she says proudly. “That's Peter, one of John's friends. He was my lover last night.”

Emma's eyes widen in disbelief and her mouth hangs open. She was about to say something when a calm controlled male voice comes from the speakers. Emma's head snaps back to watch.

“You may rest.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“Play with yourself, but do not cum. Understand? Tonight you will only cum on for my cock and at no other time.”

“Yes Sir, yes. Only for your cock Sir.”

As this is said the camera switches to me. I sat leaned in slightly with a wild and very happy look in my eyes. Seeing myself like that was strange to say the least.

Emma groans. “Ohhhhhh my god! You freaks! Ha ha ha ha! You nasty perverts!” She looks over in a combination of incredulity, amusement, and kinky admiration. “You guys get off on this shit? This is your freak?” Her brown eyes flare a moment. “Waiiit a minute! I'm part of this now aren't I? Ha ha ha ha! YES! That's why I'm here.” She points at my crotch. “Look, he's getting hard and I bet you're wet!”

Jane titters and snuggles into me even harder. “Shush! You can leave if you want to.”

Emma gets a defiant look on her face and settles deeper into the loveseat. “Ohhh no, I wouldn't miss this for the world! Ha ha ha! Oh my god Sis, oh my god! Ha ha ha!”

My girlfriend shudders and lets out breathy sigh. Looking up into my eyes she says. “Maybe we can give her a little live show too, hmmm baby? Think you can manage not to cum in your pants? Movies are great but there's nothing like a live performance.”

Jane was off the fucking chain! She was just as wild about all of this as I was! Emma laughs excitedly as my smile widens and my cock hardens.