This is the next chapter. I've been bouncing around between the past and present, and this one is in the past. It was kind of a turning point in my life, when I started coming into my own. And I know I've said it over and over, but I still get suggestions for the next plot, but I don't need suggestions because I'm just writing what happened! My stories aren't that unbelievable are they? I can imagine people do things much more wild. Anyway, here you go!
I know it sounds like I was a total loser, but being an American in a military family in Germany I didn't have much choice but to live with my parents, but it was ok. They were pretty boring, but they were not controlling or anything, not that they had to be. I didn't do drugs and didn't drink a lot, and I caused no problems. But my mom had noticed a change in me, particularly my fashion sense. She didn't say anything until one day when I was getting ready to go to Monika's house for a sleepover.
Ok, I know your porn brains are running overtime, but really, Monika and her husband had invited me over for dinner and wine, and said I could spend the night if it got late. Of course, Monika would make sure it got late, but I trusted them. Lol!
Anyway, my mom asked where I was going, and I said, "I know this couple, and they're a few years older than me and he just got a job with an American company, and I'm helping him with his English. She's really nice to me, and we go shopping and go out for coffee, and she has helped me bring my fashion up a notch. She bought that dress for me that I showed you."
At the moment, I was wearing a cute leather skirt and a tight purple cardigan sweater, and underneath I had on garters and a pretty bra that Monika had bought for me. I wasn't sure if mom knew about the sexy stuff I was wearing, but she did look at me curiously, and said, "Yes, I noticed you haven't been the tomboy that we're used to. You should bring them over for dinner sometime so I can thank her."
Well, I suppose that was a compliment! But I told her I may or may not be back that night, but not to worry, they said I could stay over if necessary.
I took the bus to their place and they met me at the door. God, Monika was so darned elegant, even in casual attire! I wanted to be just like her! And funny enough, as you read in the last story, Kari said something very similar years later. I knew exactly how she felt.
They invited me in, and it was somehow surreal. Here I was, sitting in the living room with a couple that I had watched having sex in a porn theater while I masturbated next to them, and now I was having a glass of wine while her husband was talking about what he made for dinner. He disappeared into the kitchen, and Monika whispered in her broken English, "You sleep here tonight. I know, no sex with you, but I want you here." I just looked at her and could hear a bit of pleading in her voice, and I just nodded. This would be a night to remember, for sure!
I won't bore you with the details, but we had a wonderful dinner, and took our places back in the living room. Monika's husband did most of the talking because his English was much better, but it was inevitable that the discussion would turn to sex.
"Jennifer, we want to offer you something. Here in my hand I have a new roll of film. We think you would like it if I took some very sexy pictures of you for your eyes only. I take the pictures, and then give the film to you and you can do what you wish with it. I have taken many pictures of Monika and she will help you. You will appreciate this when you are older."
I suspected what they had in mind, and I nodded ok. I would have the roll of film afterwards, so there was no harm in it. This wasn't the day of the internet where the pictures could be sent everywhere.
We went to their bedroom and Monika took a box from the closet and opened it and spread out a bunch of pictures, all of them of her from over the years. She selected a few and handed them to me, saying, "When I was your age."
I looked at them, and she was so beautiful! I liked one in particular where she was standing near a window completely nude and her legs slightly parted. The sunlight highlighted the wisps of hair between her legs, and I could see the outline of her lips. Another one showed her full breasts hanging down as she leaned forward. Then, there were some explicit ones where she had her mouth around her husband's cock as she knelt in front of him. I had seen her in person doing this, but this was somehow more exciting.
I said, "Ok, but you need to tell me what to do. I'm too shy to just act sexy. Even in the theater, I just pretend I'm alone while others watch."
They said something together that I couldn't understand, and then laughed. They explained that that's what made me so sexy, and why the pictures will be perfect. He said there were 36 pictures on the roll, and I can do whatever I want.
I told Monika to direct me, and she said to just pretend they weren't there and to imagine I just came home and was undressing for bed. I pulled my sweater off and revealed the sexy bra that Monika bought for me, and I heard the camera click. I can't explain why, but I immediately became drenched, knowing they were looking at me.
I unsnapped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I heard the camera click again as I stepped out of it and stood there in just a bra and panties and garters. There was a full length mirror in the room, and I looked at myself, and didn't think I looked too bad. I was blessed with a nice round butt that I still get compliments on, and my stomach was nice and flat, and my breasts, although not large, stood out very nicely, especially in that bra.
I was waiting for directions, but Monika just looked at me and smiled. I hooked my thumbs in my panties and started to push them down and then hesitated, and I heard the camera click once more. I pushed them off and kicked them away, and sat on the bed. I unhooked my bra, and leaned forward, trying to emulate a picture I saw of Monika, but I didn't quite have the breasts she had and I failed miserably! Still, the camera clicked.
So now I was dressed in just a garter belt and stockings, and her husband whispered that I should just do what I would normally do when I got home after a night out. They had a beautiful bed with big comfy pillows, and I placed myself against the headboard and slid my hands along my body.
I can't even describe how wet I was, and I opened my legs to the sounds of the camera clicking and I started to masturbate. Looking at the pictures later, there were some of me with my fingers sliding through my lips, and then of my wet fingers slipping into my mouth so I could taste myself. It was exactly what so many people have seen me do in the theaters, but somehow in their bedroom it was even more erotic. I am so out of breath just typing those words!
As he was taking the last pictures, I looked up and saw that Monika had undressed completely, and was getting ready to crawl onto the bed. I slid my garter and stockings off too so I would also be completely nude, and the last picture he took was her and me lying on the bed together looking at each other and smiling. And yes, I still have all of those pictures! I look at them often.
By now, her husband had undressed and had joined her, caressing each other while I watched. You have to understand that despite everything I had done over the previous months, I still had not even touched a cock or even felt a woman other than an affectionate hug with Monika. But she respected that and was satisfied with just gazing into my eyes and imagining my touch.
Slowly, Monika pushed her husband on his back and put her hands around his cock and looked at me. She moved down and placed her lips over his cock and hesitated just a moment before she took the entire thing in her mouth and then let her lips slide upwards so that it fell out with a pop. She started a rhythm where her hand slid down his cock as it slid into her mouth, and she looked at me again and said, "Like this". I just got my first blowjob lesson after seeing hundreds of blowjobs!
They started making love, and Monika got on her knees and elbows and conveniently had a good view of me with my legs spread and my fingers doing their work as I took in the sight in front of me. Her husband was taking her from behind and she was staring at my fingers pleasuring myself and wishing she could taste me while feeling her husband inside her, as she told me later. Her breathing became heavier, and she pulled my hand away from my pussy and slipped my fingers in her warm mouth. I didn't mind that at all and it felt so erotic!
She said something to her husband and then turned around on her back so her head was laying between my open legs, and her husband moved over her and slid his cock inside her. But, she said something to him and he pulled out long enough for her to run her fingers though her pussy and get them wet, and then bring them to my mouth so I could taste her. I can't tell you how much I adored her right then! Like I said, I am not a lesbian, but Monika and I had such a connection between us!
He continued to make love to her, and I moved my hands from my pussy and placed them on the side of her face and gently caressed her. She looked up at me, as though she was trying to make me feel his thrusts.
She motioned to me to kneel above her and continue to masturbate, so if you can imagine it, I was just inches above her face while her husband was on top of her. I practically melted from her intense stare as my fingers slid through myself.