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Modern Love story. Chapter 21.
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The next scene threw me for a while. The camera angle was static and the images did not have that nth degree of sharpness that had characterized the previous scene. And then I realized Kelly was unaware she was being filmed.
She was sitting at the table on the terrace with Carl. They were talking.
"So, Kelly, the end of our holiday. There'll be no more bonking in the sun for a while. And you'll be home with Ben tonight, unless you've changed your mind, that is."
"No I haven't changed my mind, Carl. Not after yesterday. I still don't know how you could do it." She turned to look at him and I could see that she had been crying.
"Look, Kelly, it was no big deal, you know."
"Obviously not, as far as you're concerned Carl, but it is for me. I didn't want to be videoed in the first place. And as for Jeff doing the filming... by the way, where is he?"
"He went out this morning. He won't be back for some time yet. Look, we spent long enough yesterday discussing why he was necessary. I don't really want to go over it all again. There is no point shooting a video and then not being able to watch it. Incidentally I have seen some of it. You are terrific. Jeff said that it was one of the best shoots he's ever done."
"He's done this before?
So how many other women have you been filmed with?" The shock in her voice was genuine.
"Only one, I promise. She was American. She knew Jeff and that's how I met him. She was the one who wanted to be filmed,
honestly. I was flattered so I went along with it. Now Jeff does a lot of this sort of thing and he told me that I could walk into
the porn business. He also told me you are outstanding and I believe him. I'm serious, Kelly, the two of us would make a great team.
Don't go back to him; come with me to the States. We could do really well together."
Kelly could not believe her ears.
"You are saying that you want me to come with you to America so that we can make blue films? Is that right?"
He nodded.
"And people say that romance is dead!"
It was a flippant remark but there was real bitterness in her voice. She looked at him again and then she was looking over his
shoulder straight at the camera. "What the hell's going on, Carl? You're not filming me, are you? Turn it off. Turn it off,
now!"
She was really angry.
"It's not on, Kelly. I don't know what sort of bastard you take me for but even I wouldn't do something like that, I swear.
The red light is flashing because Jeff is recharging the battery, that's all. There's only one video of you, and that was the one we
did yesterday. I'll let you have it as soon as we've finished the editing. I'm sure Ben will be pleased to watch it even if you don't
want to."
"I don't want the damned video. It will remind me of something I am trying to forget."
"I didn't say you had to fuck him, did I?"
"No, but how could you even suggest it."
"Where's the harm? He's filming you on the job for Christ's sake!
I mean you're not exactly an innocent virgin are you? And what's the difference between Ben letting me fuck you and me letting Jeff do
the same?"
"All the difference in the world! It was my decision to have sex with you, Carl, not Ben's. Mind you, knowing
what I now know, I wouldn't say it was one of my better decisions. And likewise, if I fuck Jeff, then that will also be my decision.
I won't, of course, because I don't even like the man."
"So you think you made the wrong decision about me, do you?"
And then he laughed.
"What's so funny? I don't see anything to laugh about." "It's us two. How can we argue when
we're naked? I'm getting a hard-on, too.
How can I argue sporting an erection? Look I'm sorry that I said Jeff could fuck you.
Honestly, I'm sorry. Now we can end the holiday on an argument or we can have one more bonk before we go. It's your choice,
Kelly." "There is a joke about that and the punch line makes reference to a silver tongued bastard. It's quite apt for
you really, especially the bastard ..."
She didn't finish the sentence. He was kissing her and I could see her hand
instinctively reaching down to grasp his cock. They came up for air.
"I want you to suck me, Kelly." She immediately
bent her head down but Carl stopped her.
"No, I'll sit on the edge of the table. It'll be more comfortable for you."
(It also meant a better shot for the video; now there's a surprise!)
I watched Kelly's head bobbing up and down as she sucked his cock. Then they changed places. She had her legs over his shoulders as
he lapped at her hot wet open fanny. Because of the static camera angle her face was in profile but I could tell she was very close
to a climax. He stopped licking her.
"Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes, Carl. I do. I want it now." God, she sounded desperate for it.
"All in good time, Kelly." And then he
was beckoning to someone. Jeff suddenly appeared! He was naked.
"Well, Kelly, what a coincidence! We were only talking about Jeff a moment ago and guess what? He's here." I heard a
strangled, "No!" and then I saw Carl grab hold of her legs and bury his face in her vagina. She was kicking backwards
with her heels but it was obvious that her resistance was weakening as his tongue was again working its magic on her clitoris.
Soon she stopped struggling altogether. Carl broke off once more to speak to her.
"Kelly, this is your lucky day. Jeff here
is prepared to fuck you, but you'll have to ask him nicely. You know you will ask him because you will do anything I want as long as
I lick that clitoris of yours, won't you?"
Jeff was standing close by, watching her intensely and slowly stroking his
erection. "Yes."
"Just for the record, Kelly, are you here under duress?"
"No."
"Are you free to go if you want to?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to go?"
"No."
"Why is that, Kelly? Is it because you are a tart?"
"Yes."
"Say it again. Tell Jeff and me that you're a tart. We want to hear it straight from the horse's
mouth."
Jeff butted in. Gone was any attempt at charm, however superficial. His misogyny was evident in his
coarseness.
"Don't you mean the whore's mouth?"
Kelly's voice was flat, her spirit broken.
"I'm a tart."
"And are you going to ask Jeff to fuck you?"
"Yes."
;
She looked at him, at his paunch, at his flabby backside and at his thin erection, which he was still stroking. He was
nothing to write home about that's for sure. But she knew Carl's assessment of her was spot on.
"Fuck me,
Jeff."
"I didn't hear you say, please."
It was Jeff. The sheer arrogance of the man! What the hell did he have to be so arrogant about, anyway?
The fat fucker! It was, alas, a description that was soon to prove to be only too apposite!
"Please."
Carl had already moved the seat out of the way so Jeff only had to stand between her open legs. He pushed himself
into my wife and began to shaft her. The man who gave my wife the creeps was now giving her something else. And it certainly wasn't a
good time! Meanwhile Carl was standing on the other side of the table, feeding his dick to Kelly's open mouth.
"Jesus, Carl," he said, "She's a bit on the loose side, isn't she? How many more women are you going to spoil
for me?"
"Let's change places then, Jeff."
No sooner said than done! Carl's cock immediately replaced
Jeff's, but unlike Jeff, he was also using his thumb to stimulate her clitoris as he fucked her. As always, this quickly brought her
to the very brink of an orgasm. And Kelly's inhibitions were rapidly diminishing, in inverse proportion to her sexual arousal.
Jeff was now standing by her head and there was only a half-hearted attempt to turn away as he thrust his erection in her face.
Whatever feeble resistance there had been, dissipated the moment she felt his sticky crown on her lips. No effort was required on
his part to slide it into her mouth. She grasped his shaft, perhaps in an effort to ensure he could not push the whole length down
her throat, and then she began to masturbate him. And despite her adverse opinion of him, there was no indication whatsoever that
she was doing this with any reluctance. She sucked him and continued to do so until he started to cum. It was only then that she
released him. He must have been incredibly aroused because he seemed to go on and on.
I watched great wads of his sperm
spattering her face and her hair. One particularly large strand hit her eyelid and she had to wipe it away with her forefinger.
And then it was Carl's turn. He pulled out of her vagina, walked round the table and positioned himself so that his cock
was only inches from Kelly's face. He was masturbating furiously. The camera angle had changed too! It was obvious when I thought
about it later. Jeff, having ejaculated, was now operating the video camera once more. And then Carl's spunk exploded on to her.
When he had finished Jeff zoomed in to her face. She had semen everywhere, on her forehead, on her cheeks, on her nose, on her chin,
she even had it on her teeth!
"Smile, Kelly," I heard Carl say, "You're on Candid Camera!"
But my beautiful wife wasn't smiling. On the contrary, she was weeping. And she wasn't the only one. I switched off the video and wiped my eyes. Of course! It was all so obvious in retrospect, why he had bought the villa and why it was so secluded.
It was a perfect location for filming. That explained Jeff. That explained the Californian connection. I tried to collect my thoughts.
One thing was certain. Kelly must never know about the video. I remembered her demeanor when she'd arrived home from Majorca.
No wonder she was unhappy. Carl and Jeff had creamed on her that very morning! And she'd said something about... now, what was it?
Yes I remember. "No one felt degraded in fantasies." She'd obviously felt terribly humiliated. And in an effort to make
her understand that she was not a tart I had depicted a pattern of behavior, the very pattern that she had just exhibited on the
video! But I could not blame her for it; it was all my fault and there was no denying it.
That was a year ago. We have moved on a long way since then. Our adopted daughter, Petra, has given us more joy than we
could ever have imagined and Kelly and I have never been happier. I love Kelly so much that it is hard to put into words. And I
honestly believe that she loves me in return. I am so lucky to have her for my wife. But now I tell other people, before they tell
me! And our sex life is fantastic too, so good in fact that my collection of porn videos is superfluous and is gathering dust in
the loft. However there is one video that I do watch from time to time. It seems to exert a malign influence over me and I find
myself drawn to it. I think of it as my secret video, a secret shared only by me, by Carl, by Jeff and by a few hundred other men!
When I watch it, I imagine that I am married to a porn star and it never fails to get me going.
As for Carl I have had no
further communication from him and I hope it stays that way. Our circle of friends has increased significantly since we adopted
Petra. Do any of them watch videos? Who knows? But of those that do, what are the chances of any of them seeing Kelly's video?
Surely the odds must be a million to one, at least. But if someone of our acquaintance had seen it, how would I ever know? Would
you tell your friend that you'd seen his wife in a porn movie?
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