A few days later, my wife and I had not talked at all about what had happened that night. Then she said that Lisa and Peggy wanted to film a session if it could be that good again. They said they would pay $20 each to film me getting myself off. My wife had said that if I wanted to do that, it was OK with her provided I wear a mask and that we not film at our house. I was aroused just thinking about showing off. I suggested we go out by the ocean where you can clamber down onto the giant rocks to find a private spot. We had gone there before and sunbathed in the nude so it was a known private and anonymous spot. The next day my wife said we were set for Saturday morning.
Peggy got her video camera and we all rode in her van. Along the way, Peggy pulled over and picked up a couple college girls hitching a ride to the beach. The girls were blown away when Lisa told them what we were up to. The girls wanted to join and watch if it was OK. My wife said the rules were no touching and definitely no fucking.
We got to the cliffs and carried our gear down to a private cove. We had some food and a couple beers before the girls asked if were going to do what we said. I was willing but didn't know where to start. Then Lisa said that she had a plot we could try: A lovely young woman in a bikini -- and a large hat that hides her face -- is lying a towel on a rock reading a book in the sun. The book is apparently arousing as the woman idly massages a breast and occasionally rakes her fingernails on the inside of her thighs as she reads. A guy --- with a wide brimmed hat and sunglasses -- is climbing around on the rocks with a fishing rod and tackle box scoping out a fishing spot. He happens to cast and sit on the rocks just below the girl. As the guy reels in after his third cast, the line catches on something. As he maneuvers to try to dislodge the hook, he spies the girl. He then cannot resist the beauty of the woman and puts down his rod and starts to fondle himself. As he gets more involved... well, there's the set up!
Peggy said she wanted to be the woman in the scene. But she also wanted to set up her camera. The young girls said that they would take the places for the depth of field check. They grabbed the hats and the fishing rod and climbed onto the rocks. They went through the setup of the scene quickly and when it came to the point where the one fishing spotted the one reading, we realized we'd film this for keepsake: the girl reading had chosen a very erotic short story and was really getting turned on. And the watcher was getting turned on to that. Just then Peggy said everything was set but that maybe we should do something different. I would be the one reading and the girls would catch me masturbating.
I climbed up to the reading spot and stretched out. The novel was open to the story the young girl was reading. I picked it up and flipped back a few pages. The story was about a lonely women who was continually aroused thinking about men's cocks, flashing back to vignettes of the cocks she had touched. I found it arousing too.
