I sometimes model for this photography club my now ex-girlfriend is in, and while it had started out taking sexy pictures with their wives, this one time I'd actually had sex with one of the wives while they all took pictures.
It seemed like news had traveled in the club as the wives I'd modeled with since having fucked Sue had been more handsy, more physical and I'd even had a blowjob from one of them. I still fondly remembered my time with Sue though... she was obviously really into it.
John, the ringleader of the club, set up the photo shoots and he called me to ask if I was available. He sounded a little excited on the phone.
"What's going on, John?"
"Sue's coming again. We're looking forward to it, and the guys are interested to see what happens this time."
"I'm in," I told him. I realized this was less me modeling and more me being a porn actor, and I didn't care.
On the day, they'd chosen a hotel room set, with a bed. It was open on two sides - the side of the bed, and the foot of the bed - so they'd have more angles to shoot from.
There were more guys than usual - I guess news of Sue being there had traveled. One of the photographers was my ex Jane, and I hoped that wasn't going to be too awkward.
We saw Dave and Sue come in, winding their way through the warehouse.
"Hi," I said said to Sue, cheerfully. "We meet again. It seems none of the other wives are willing to fuck me on camera yet."
"Hi Larry," she said, hugging me. "That means I get you all to myself."
Dave went to join the rest of the photographers and John came over to us.
"I have a few hotel type props if you want them," he said, leading Sue to a pile of stuff.
She came back with a carry-on bag and a towel.
"Ideas?"
"I was thinking I'm a weary traveler," she said, "and you bring me to the room."
"OK, but then where does it go?"
"Well, get me checked in, and I'll call room service. Oh, grab that plate and a divider."
I grabbed them from the pile of props and she put the divider on the plate like they do at hotels.
"Is there a tray?" she asked me.
I went and dug through the pile until I found one. She put the plate on it.
"There you go. We'll wing it from you bringing that."
"OK, here we go," John called out. "We have the set for longer tonight, as some you have requested. Now remember Sue's being a great sport by modeling again so soon, so let's try and be reasonable with any requests we make of her."
"Right, shall we get started?"
Everybody picked up their gear, and she folded the towel on the foot of the bed. She came over to me and grabbed the carry-on bag.
"OK," she said, "let's do this."
We came in from the side and I waved my hands around as if showing the room.
"There's a bed, there's walls, there's even a fake phone," I said. It's not like they were recording this.
"Thanks," she said, "it's all lovely."
She dropped the bag by the bed, then walked me off the set. I watched as she walked back to the bed. She stretched like you do when you've got off a long flight. The photographers generally watched, but a few took pictures.
She took off her jacket and draped it over a chair then sat on the end of the bed and unzipped her boots. She pulled them off, then her socks and tucked them into the boots. She sat and massaged her bare feet.
She stood up and casually took off her blouse, folded it and put it on the back of the chair.
She undid her skirt and slipped it off. It joined her other clothes on the chair.
She unhooked and took off her bra and slid her thong off. Naked, she walked around the bed to the fake phone.
"I could use a shower," she said, "but first I'll order a sandwich."
She picked up the phone and said "Larry, bring me a sandwich, will you?"
She hung up and I said "knock knock" from where we'd been pretending the door was.
She wrapped the towel around herself. It was very shorter than her mini-skirt and she tucked the end in by her tits and came and opened the "door".
We walked back into the room proper, with me carrying the tray with the plate on it. She pointed to the desk in the corner and I went and put it down.
I came back to the foot of the bed, and she said "here, let me give you a tip."
She went to the chair where her clothes were and bent over until the towel dropped off her.
"Oh my," she said, "how embarrassing."
She covered herself with her hands and turned to face me.
I went towards her and said "no, really, that's OK."
I put my foot on the corner of her towel as she bent forward to pick it up, so she couldn't pick it up.
I tried, uncovering herself as she bent over.
"Can you do that again with your back to us?" asked one of the photographers.
"What, all of it?"
"Just the bending over," he replied.
She turned her back to them and bent over again to try and pick up the towel. I kept my foot on it.
As she stood up, she side stepped a little and pushed me backwards. I stepped back, hit the bed and sat down on it.
She moved over me, straddling my legs. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her over me. My mouth went to her tits while she started undoing the buttons on my shirt.
She leaned back to pull my shirt out of my pants. I finished unbuttoning it as she pushed it off my shoulders.
I pulled my arms out of it, just leaving it on the bed. She stepped back and pointed at my pants and I unbuttoned them and slid them down my legs.
I was lying on my back, pants around my thighs and she took over, pulling them to my knees. I wasn't wearing underwear and she took hold of my prick.
She slid her hand up and down it as she dipped her head down and sucked my balls. She ran her tongue up my shaft then ran it around the head.
I reached down and pulled her hair out of the way and she wiped the head over her face then sucked it into her mouth. She started bobbing her head up and down and I could feel her tongue running around.
She held my balls in her hand and lay my prick along her arm for them to take pictures, then went back to sucking me off.
I played with one of her nipples until I could feel my balls starting to tighten up.
I said "uncle."
She stopped.
"What?"
"You need to stop now, or I'll be cumming in your mouth," I told her.
"I'm fine with that," she said, grinning.
"Yeah, but I'm sure they want more," I said, nodding at the photographers.
"So now what?" she asked.
"Come up here and sit on my face."
She let go of my prick then climbed onto the bed. She was about to straddle me facing the wall and I told her "other way."
She turned and faced the photographers, then settled herself.
I went to work on her pussy, licking and teasing, with my hands on her thighs.
I heard John ash her for a sixty nine.
"Is that OK?" Sue asked me.
"Uh huh," I said, muffled.
I felt her pick up my prick and put it in her mouth, and I could feel her tits pressing into me.
After short while I felt her shuddering and her pussy clutching at my tongue and I chucked.
I gently sucked her lips as she went through her orgasm and she stopped sucking. She shuffled down to my hips and I wiped her juices off my face with my hand as she guided my prick into her. She lowered herself gently, then started lifting herself up and down.
I was holding her hips when she was asked to lean back.
I supported her as she leaned back, arms behind her. She moved her legs so she was on her feet rather than her knees and I saw on of the photographers coming in really close.
He had her start to thrust up and down again and it wasn't long before she started to cum again.
She fell back against me and I caught her, holding her lying on my chest.
I was gently sliding my prick in and out of her and feeling myself getting close to cumming. I figured I should tell them and it was decided that they wanted me to cum on her tits this time.
