Middle-Aged Wifey's Movie Debut

Like many women of her generation, my wife Rita had an aversion to being photographed in the buff. As you may know, the list of things she wouldn't do was pretty short. But performing in front of the camera was right there at the top. Even as she submerged lower and lower into hot-wifery she would cling to this prohibition. She didn't want her family to find her on a porn site, as if I would let that happen. And of course she was worried about her reputation. Well, that was a lost cause. Try as she might to be discrete, men will talk, word gets around. Might as well have the pictures to show for it.

She would get boudoir shots done every year. They looked spectacular... and not sexy at all. I would take pictures of her in bathing suits. She would go through my camera and delete the ones that were too sexy. Then there was a series of incidents where she did get caught on video. One time it was a case of a hidden camera in a bathroom. The other time she just thought I wouldn't find out about, also in a bathroom. Both times did end up on porn sites which caused us a great deal of trouble. I thought at least this would break the ice for her. But no, it made her even more adamant about not being photographed.

Then came the occasion of our best friends' wedding. These friends had until recently been our swing partners and the years of our relationship with them had been a period of relative normalcy for us. Sexy, kinky, but normal. Now that they decided to stop swinging, normal was apparently no longer on the menu. At the very wedding reception she asked if she could meet up with three guys, the string trio that had performed earlier.

I was not a fan of the plan. But I knew that her asking was merely a formality. Clearly, she had already fucked all three. She sweetened the deal for me by agreeing to let me commit the encounter to video and that got my attention. I'd been wanting to film her for years and here she was putting herself in a position where she could hardly quibble about creative control.

I resolved to make not just a video but to create a full-blown skin flick starring my lovely wifeslut. It would not be for public consumption. I am not one of those husbands who wants the world to watch his wife having an orgy. But when I was finished with my magnum opus I had to show it to Kevin and Susan, the friends whose nuptials Rita had surreptitiously soiled. So one weekend when she was out of town I invited them over for a very special movie night.

A still image of my wife came up on the screen. She was dressed in white and holding a bouquet of flowers. Letters came up in a lurid font to spell out "Maid of Dishonor" and, in smaller letters, "Featuring Rita Morceau".

"So she finally let you do it?" Kevin asked rhetorically.

"It was a special occasion."

"I'll say it was," Susan agreed. "I've been dying to hear the details but she won't spill them."

"Even I don't know what happened before your wedding. But what happened afterward should satisfy... your curiosity."

The setting of the scene we were watching was a room at a motor hotel... cheap furnishings, mass-produced art, two double beds. Rita looked quite fetching as a bride, though much too old for the role. Three young men in tuxedos flanked her, all smiles. The four of them posed and mugged for the camera. The view panned right and close-ups of the performers began stacking up in the empty space. The high-def images were formatted like polaroids with white borders, especially wide along the bottom edge. I was particularly pleased with how that effect turned out.

"Is that her wedding dress?" Susan asked with a giggle.

"No, that's from a costume party. She didn't wear white at our wedding, of course."

Rita threw the bouquet to an imaginary someone off-screen, then the three men took turns kissing the faux bride with increasing passion. The dark-haired boy, Jeff, kneeled down and reached under the hem of her dress to retrieve a garter from her shapely bare leg. He embraced her and kissed her hard, his tongue visibly moving in her mouth. Theo, Susan's handsome cousin, embraced her from behind and the two of them sandwiched her, grinding their crotches against her in front and in back. The view panned right, still images began stacking.

Kevin reacted as I expected. "Wow. This is really happening."

Theo unzipped her and Jeff helped her out of the dress. Underneath she was wearing white bra and panties which were uncharacteristically plain for her. They looked striking, though, on her full figure and tanned skin. The big guy, Mickey, bent her backwards as he kissed her, his tongue in her mouth and his hand in her panties. She pushed him away but she was laughing as she did so. He put his hands on her shoulders and she sank to her knees. She looked up at him with delight in her eyes as she undid his fly.

"Are you sure you want to show this to us?" Susan was incredulous.

"You two are the only people on Earth who I would share it with. Besides, you've both seen her this way, done things like this with her."

"It seems different when it's just the four of us, though."

Mickey ran his fingers through Rita's silver-streaked red hair as she took him in her mouth. Jeff and Theo produced their erections which she grasped in her hands. She started to switch to one of the other boys and Mickey turned her head back to himself. He lifted his cock and had her lick his balls. Still images stacked up showing close-ups of her face with varying lengths of his penis disappearing in her mouth. Her big blue eyes looked wide with surprise as she swallowed him down to the root.

"That guy is kind of an animal," observed Susan.

"She's with him tonight."

"You're kidding."

"She wanted some one-on-one time with him. You know how she is. So he invited her to a party in his boondock home town."

"Is that a good idea?" Kevin was genuinely concerned. "I mean, what if..."

"I have someone keeping an eye on her to make sure things don't get out of hand."

Rita took his load in the mouth and managed to swallow nearly all of it. She sat back on her heels and looked up proudly at Mickey's semi-erect penis dangling in her face. Still images showed her tongue snaking out to get the drops that dribbled out of the corner of her mouth. Jeff and Theo lifted her by her arms and carried her to the bed. The motion camera faded to black and when it came back up it was looking down on the bed where my wife was being manhandled by the three of them, all four of them completely nude.

Mickey had his head between her legs, returning the favor. Theo was curled up beside her with his mouth on one of her breasts and his hand squeezing her other while she fondled his dick. Jeff lay by her head and softly fucked her mouth while her fingertips stroked his balls. Her eyes were closed and her body writhed contentedly. The view panned right and the polaroid-themed pictures slowly stacked up.

"Honestly, James, I don't know how you can stand it." Kevin's concern was ironic, considering how often he had been intimate with my wife.

"It's not easy to watch, I'll admit. But we agreed to let ourselves be with other people sometimes. It's going to happen whether I watch it or not."

"But three guys at once. Did you agree to that?"

"Well, I didn't explicitly forbid it. Maybe I should have. Then again, why not let her have her fun, just this once? She assures me this is her first and last gang bang." That might even be true.

The scene transitioned to Jeff lying on his back and Rita straddling his waist, riding him. Theo was massaging her ass, which looked huge from this angle, and spreading her buns so the camera could see her well-aged bunghole and Jeff's big cock splitting her swollen red cunt. Mickey had the still camera and was joyfully taking close-up snaps of the action. The still images popping up showed the fruit of his labor: the head of Jeff's cock probing her pussy lips, her tits dangling in his face, Theo's thumbs prying her anus open, the look on her face as he penetrated her ass with vaseline-slick fingers.

Theo climbed up on the bed behind her, his stiff dick in hand. Here I appeared on screen for the first time to supervise Rita's double-penetration and to make sure she was going to be cool with it. I held her cheeks apart for Theo and coached him on his initial insertion. The still pictures of it were worthy of even the most skanky websites. Once he was in and I was sure she was okay I went back to the motion camera and watched him begin to stroke in and out of my wife's greased-up ass. Jeff was still balls deep in her pussy but at that point she was just sitting on him.

"I love her ass," Susan said. "I wish I was there."

"Playing with her ass? Or taking her place?"

"Either. Both." She replied, her eyes fixed on the screen.

"Well," said Kevin in a sly voice, "There are three of us here tonight."

I shot him a querying look. I certainly wouldn't mind a trip down memory lane with Susan. He returned my look with a cocky grin.

The scene transitioned several times while I moved the tripod about to capture the action from different angles. Rita was taking the buggering well and was even moving her snatch a little on Jeff's dick when Theo shot off inside her ass with a groan. His dick was shiny with petroleum jelly when he pulled it slowly from her anus which gaped briefly before drawing shut. Rita was self-conscious about her little rosebud and wanted me to delete the images that showed how loose she had become. But that was tough. It was my movie and I wanted to keep them.

After the next transition, Jeff was sitting up at the head of the bed and Rita was sitting in his lap with her back to him. The way her legs were spread you could see that his cock was up her ass and she was rocking on it while he cupped her breasts from behind and played with her nipples. She was happy, smiling. Mickey was sitting in front of her, telling her what a whore she was and how much he loved her for that. Theo came in from having just showered and climbed up next to her, stuck his dick in her face, which she began teasingly to suck. Mickey started moving toward her with his own dick in hand.

I was watching Kevin and Susan instead of the scene. I already knew what was going to happen and wanted to see their reactions. Mickey moved up between Rita's legs, straddling Jeff's. I had the motion camera off the tripod because I thought they were going to turn my blushing bride into a true three-hole slut. I certainly wasn't going to miss recording that. But Mickey brought the tip of his dick to Rita's asshole which was already stretched around Jeff's member. She popped Theo's dick out of her mouth and looked at Mickey with astonishment. But she was still smiling and didn't tell him to stop.

He pushed and pushed insistently at her anus. She masturbated Theo's cock right by her face while she watched Mickey try to double-fuck her ass. Just as Mickey started to make headway, Jeff's dick popped out of her and she laughed out loud while he quickly guided it back to her ass and stuffed it in. Mickey managed to slide in beside him and you could hear me murmuring "oh fuck, oh shit" while two big young boners stretched my beautiful wife's hole to the limit. Rita moaned until they were about three-quarters of the way in. Then she shut her eyes and started rocking on their dicks and resumed sucking Theo's.

"You still want to take her place?" I asked Susan facetiously.

"How long did it take her to get there?"

"She pulled off that particular trick after about a year of butt sex and a few years of toys before that."

"Wait. She's done it before this?" Then, catching my involuntary glance toward Kevin, "With the two of you?"

"Maybe."

"Oh, no. No 'maybe'. I'm going to need details."

"Let's finish the movie and then we'll talk about it."

The motion camera was back on the tripod and had a good view of the action. I was back in the scene with the still camera making sure nothing went to waste. Rita was taking both cocks almost completely up her ass while Jeff stroked her boobs and Mickey thumbed her pussy. Theo ran his hands through her hair while she gave him a sweet romantic blowjob. Jeff finally came in her ass and the way the two dicks were spreading her asshole apart there was nothing to keep his semen from drooling out. On the screen, I grabbed the bath towel that Theo had discarded and shoved it under my wife's ass.

With Jeff's erection softening, Mickey began ass-fucking her with increased vigor. On the screen, I put my hand on his shoulder to warn him to slow down but Rita assured me she could take it. She went back to just stroking Theo's dick and rubbing it absent-mindedly on her cheek while she focused on enduring Mickey's assault. Fortunately, he did not try to impress us with his stamina and, before long, he added his own load of sperm to my wife's colon. The view panned right and still images showed my wife's ass after servicing three men, and being pulled apart by the fingers of three pairs of hands. As disgusting as it was beautiful.

"Okay, well, I want my butt to look like that tonight." Susan announced.

"Well, I'd love to help. But that's kind of against the rules, isn't it?"

Kevin reassured me. "I think we can bend the rules tonight. Besides, she's off having her own fun. You might as well get it on with us. Let's do it in honor of your wife's film debut."

"There's an idea," Susan interjected. "Why don't we film it and you can show it to Rita later."

Kevin's eyes went wide with surprise but I quickly seconded Susan's plan before he could object. "Sounds good. But first let's watch the big finale."

The woman on the screen was all cleaned up and made up and wearing pink stockings with a red garter belt. She was wearing a red bra but no panties. She was lying on the bed and posing at the direction of the boys who were also cleaned up and wearing their underwear. They had her spreading her legs and fingering herself and sucking on her own nipples. When she rolled over on her stomach you could see the seams of her hose running up the backs of her legs. She got up on her hands and knees and backed up to the edge of the bed where all four of the men in the room were lined up for a train.

One by one she took us on, doggy style. Surprisingly, no one had come in her pussy by then but before the hour was up, condensed to ten minutes by the magic of editing, she had four fresh loads in her cream pie. As each man finished inside her, the next immediately took his place without giving her a chance to compose herself. After each consummation her pussy was wetter and sloppier and looser. Surprisingly, though, I had found her still to be a nice tight fuck, though slick from the semen of her three lovers before me. Repulsive, yes. But I wasn't going to miss out on what I assumed was a once-in-a-lifetime event.

"Dude, what's it like waiting in line to make love to your own wife?" Kevin asked. I paused to consider whether he was mocking me or genuinely curious.

"It's surreal. And not easy to watch, to be honest."

What I didn't say was that it wasn't so much the sexual the acts she performed for them that cut the deepest. It wasn't how they degraded her and treated her like a fuck toy and took her mouth and ass without really even asking, just assumed she existed solely for their pleasure. Don't get me wrong. That stuff did bother me, even later when watching it again on video.

What really got me was how comfortable and familiar she was with them. Watching her kiss them, embrace them. To hear them murmur endearments to each other while they shared the intimacies of husband and wife. I was never truly comfortable with the idea of her having sex with another man. But I was truly in fear of the idea that she might fall in love with one. And while I wouldn't want her lovers to treat her unkindly, I kind of thought of them just using her and tossing her aside when they were done. That's what it looked like on the video, the way I had shot and edited it.

But what the video didn't show was the gentle and loving interactions she had with these three young men. When they weren't abusing her they were admiring her, competing for her attention, basking in her approval. And she soaked up their admiration like a sponge, like the pudgy, insecure, middle-aged divorcee she was when I met her.

This was an eye-opening experience for me, but not for the obvious reasons. I gave her plenty of love, plenty of attention, as well as plenty of sex. Maybe the love we had for each other should be the only love in our lives. Maybe the time had come for us to close our marriage completely. I thought about what she might be doing at that moment, how much she was probably enjoying it, and did not look forward to having that conversation with her.

"Why don't you two head back to the bedroom and get ready," I suggested as the movie came to a close. "I'll get my cameras in case that's still on the table."

On the screen, four polaroid-formatted images popped up side by side. These images were animated gifs. Each showed my wife's face smiling, winking, laughing, looking ecstatic. Her make-up and hair were intact. The red of her bra straps and garters were the only sign of clothing visible. And behind her in each of the images was a different one of her partners for the evening, gripping her hips and fucking her from behind, over and over in endless loops. She looked so happy. I did not look forward to having that conversation with her.

Then I thought of Susan's sweet young ass and what her husband and I were going to do to it tonight. I decided to worry about my own wife tomorrow.

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This has been the story of a middle-aged wifey. I hope you enjoyed it. Keep an eye out for "Rita's Modern Hits", coming out later this year.