NOTE: Story is a little slow to start. If you're not interested in a little back story and are just looking for where the sexy stuff really kicks in I suggest you search for the "***".
Chasing Tail - René's Prudish Video
René Summers lie on her back in the middle of her bed; she'd been home from work for about three hours and was becoming restless. The sheets were white cotton with a blue lace trim, coordinated with the colours of her bedroom. '
This is going to ruin the sheets...
' she thought glaring uneasily at the camera in the corner. Its black lens appeared gaping and hungry in an almost perverted way. Maybe it was just that everything seemed perverted in her position? Still, she couldn't believe she'd made it this far. Two weeks of her life were spent preparing for this moment.
It was no secret that René's biggest flaw had always been vanity. She took pride in her scarlet hair which was beautifully styled into long, loose ringlets every day. She never ate sweets or junk food so as to maintain her figure and flawless, porcelain skin. In addition to this, she liked things neat and clean. Some would call it a compulsion; everything had to be just so, otherwise René would be seriously cross. These obsessive compulsive ways made for an intriguing personality. The girl was prim and proper but had difficulty getting others to accept her ways.
Yet, in spite of her pride (maybe her vanity got the best of her?) René had agreed to film amateur porn with her boyfriend. God forbid anyone call it that though. Oh no! René had been referring to it as 'Intimate Video.' since the subject had been brought up. As if she'd allow herself to stoop to the level of those contemptible porn stars. As a result of the pending agreement, René had spent the past two weeks in day spas receiving facials and waxes so every part of her body be smooth and unblemished for the camera.
'Where the devil is Kane? It's bad enough that I was hoodwinked into doing this, how could he have the audacity to keep me waiting?
' she smouldered. Her annoyance was merely a substitute for her fear. Clandestinely, René had been pondering the situation. Herself and Kane had never had any trouble in the bedroom, none that she was aware of anyway. They'd started going out when she was eighteen and had been together a year and a half. Admittedly, René didn't always hit 'The Big O.' when they made love but she'd never heard any complaints of a similar sort from Kane. Had their sex life become stale? Was that why he'd insisted they do this? To dupe her into being a whore? The notion disgusted her.
What on earth was wrong with slow, intimate sex? It was simple, mostly enjoyable and she always felt good about herself after. Oh, except the time he'd asked her to be a little more 'vocal'...that had dented her confidence slightly. A sudden rustling, followed by footsteps, occurred. '
Brilliant, he's on his way. Should I change? I bought this lingerie for the occasion but now I feel like a hooker.
' she panicked glancing down at her white, lace corset and panties. They were lovely to the touch but she didn't want to get them dirty and Kane didn't wash his hands nearly as often as he should according to René.
"Knock, knock!" came Kane's voice, she noted how he didn't actually knock but, more over, barge in. "I've been looking forward to this all day." he smirked. All day? ALL DAY! It'd taken René weeks to prepare for this! All rage aside, Kane was looking rather dashing. He'd just gotten in from work and had naught but his boxers and a half undone, white shirt on. His hair was chestnut brown and wavy, his skin was olive coloured and his eyes were the most delectable shade of emerald green. René felt herself getting hot. "Darling, I'm not too sure about this, I love you and wouldn't want my ability to, ahem, perform... to be compromised because of a camera." she told. "Worry not, my dear, you'll soon get into it." he smirked again, this time bearing his perfect teeth. Had he always been this good looking? Without hesitation, Kane approached the camera and, with an ominous beep, the red light came on.
*** The pressure the camera put on them both was immense. She thought he didn't mind -- but René could see her lover glancing from her to the lens repeatedly. She wondered if her skin looked natural in the low lighting. Kane smiled weakly and kissed René on the lips, snapping her out of her musings. This was pretty commonplace for the start of 'nookie' (as René would call it). First a quick kiss, then clothes would come off, three minutes of Kane 'preparing himself' -- so to speak, then another five of actual sex. Though the kiss was routine, René still enjoyed it. Her red lips closed under his, slightly parted ones. She heard Kane take a deep breath and abruptly nibble on her lower lip. This was unusual. He gently pulled her lips apart and using his tongue he traced the shape of her open mouth. Was this a signal for some heavy petting? '
Damn these sexual politics!
' René cursed. She felt his hands grasp around her upper arms and hold her in place -- a little too tightly for her liking. Without hesitation, Kane drove his tongue right into her mouth. She gasped and pulled back. The two were silent. What was this?! It was so frustrating, why was he being so forceful? Then it hit her: The camera! Maybe she'd go along with it? She couldn't be seen to be frigid in her first (and only) 'Intimate Video'.
To Kane's delight she approached him and allowed him to kiss her once more. His hands returned to her upper arms and nudged her onto her back. His tongue was begging its playmate, who wouldn't take the hint, to come to life. Luckily, René finally caught on and their tongues became entwined. His domineering form towered above her, his breathing became a bit deeper with the desperation of their kiss. He moved his hands from her shoulders to her waist -- and back; obviously a little unsure of what to do in the heat of passion. Kane allowed his body to become lax and press against hers. This alone would have made René blush. However, the addition of his erect penis digging into her inner thigh made her cheeks turn crimson.
