I'm in an open relationship. Recently I'd modeled for my husband, Dave, and his friends at his camera club. The guy model, Larry, had asked about meeting away from the shoot, and when I'd mentioned it to Dave, he'd jumped at the chance to get more photos and video of me and Larry together. I didn't think that's what Larry had had in mind, but I just went along with it.
The day Larry was coming over to the house, Dave had been excited all morning. I'd offered to fuck him, but he wanted to keep me horny for Larry's great big cock, so I'd ended up sucking him off.
After that, I brushed my teeth and had a long, luxurious shower.
I got out of the shower all kinds of excited to see Larry.
Dave was sitting on the bed waiting for me.
"I don't know what to wear," I told him.
"Why wear anything?" he asked. "You'll just be taking it off anyway."
He had a point.
"Shoes, I'm going to wear some heels."
"That'll work," Dave said.
I wandered around toweling my hair dry. I put some bright red lipstick on, then went and found my tallest cream-colored heels.
"Does this really look OK?" I asked Dave. "Wouldn't you think I'd look sexier in lingerie?"
"You look just fine like that," he told me.
He'd been fussing with his camera and he lifted it up and took a couple of pictures of me.
I checked the clock.
"Ten minutes," I said.
"Come on," he said, "I can take some pictures of you downstairs."
We went downstairs and Dave had me pose doing everyday things, just wearing only a pair of high heels. So I sat on the sofa holding the remote like I was watching TV, holding my phone like I was texting, I went into the kitchen and held the kettle like I was making coffee, bent over like I was unloading the dishwasher, by the sink like I was washing up.
The doorbell rang. My heart sped up a little.
"Do I look OK," I said, touching my hair.
"You look fine," Dave said. "Now go and answer the door."
"Me? Like this?"
"Yes," he said, heading to the door in front of me.
He was holding his camera, pointed at the door, as I walked past him. I peered through the peep hole to make sure it was Larry, and it was.
I opened the door and he gasped as he saw me, then looked behind him quickly before coming in. I closed the door behind him, then turned to face him.
"I've really been looking forward to seeing you," I told him, then put my arms around him and started kissing him deeply.
He kissed me back, bringing his hands around me to grasp my bum, pulling me against him.
When he came up for air he held me back and looked down at me.
"You look amazing," he said.
"I couldn't decide what to wear," I replied, my hands going to his belt.
I got that undone and he undid the button as I slid the zip down. I squatted down in front of him with my knees either side of his legs and pulled him pants down to his thighs.
I slid my hand over his cock under his briefs, then leaned in to rub my face over it. I kissed his balls through the thin fabric, moving up to his shaft. I ran my lips along it, and held the head between my lips and pushed my tongue against it, sliding it around the slit.
I put my hands on the waistband and slid his briefs down to join his pants, and his enormous cock flopped out.
Dave was on my right, so I used my left hand and caught it and rubbed the head across my cheek, working around my chin to the other cheek, then back again. I held his cock up and dipped my head under it, licking and sucking his balls for a while, then wiped his cock across my cheek.
I moved back to look at the head of his cock. It was starting to leak pre-cum, and I could feel the trails of it cooling on my face.
I took this as a sign to put the head in my mouth, running my tongue around it. I slid the tip of my tongue over his slit, then tried to get a few more inches into my mouth.
I'd managed to get about half of it in when my teeth were against it. My mouth was as far open as I could get it, so that was as far as I was going to be able to go. I slid my mouth back a little so I could get my tongue out and slide it along the bottom of his shaft, outside my mouth.
I had other things in mind, so I slid my mouth off his cock and stood up again, still holding his cock. I rubbed it against my pussy as I looked up to him and we kissed. His hands went to my tits, massaging them and tweaking my nipples gently.
I broke the kiss.
"Follow me," I said, taking his hand.
"Hi Dave," Larry said, pulling his pants up a bit so he could walk.
"Ignore him," I said, pulling him behind me as I headed up the stairs.
Dave followed us, still holding his camera over to the side so it could see Larry's hand on my ass.
I led him to our bedroom and over to our bed. I stopped by the bed and turned to face Larry. He kissed me, then pushed me slightly to get me to sit down on the bed.
He bent down and kissed me again for a few seconds, then walked around the bed to the other side. I lay down on my back and shuffled myself up towards him as he unbuttoned his shirt, taking it off and dropping it on the floor.
He bent down and kissed me again, then leaned further in and kissed my nipples as he massaged my tits. He moved from one nipple to another, sucking them.
I couldn't reach his cock with my mouth, so I contented myself with sliding both hands along it and playing with his balls.
He broke away and stood up, pulling his pants and briefs down. He stepped out of his shoes and then the rest of his clothes, leaving him more naked than me - I still had my shoes on.
He came back to the bed, leaning over me to tease my pussy with his fingertips. I could, by moving my head to the side awkwardly, get to his cock, and I licked and suckled on the head.
I could hear my heartbeat, and without thinking I was grinding my hips onto Larry's hand. It wasn't too long before he stopped and came around the bed to be by my feet. He moved my legs apart so he could lean between them and use his tongue on me.
One hand was between my legs supporting him, his fingers stroking at me, the other was alternating between my nipples.
He gently lapped against my pussy and clit, teasing me again by licking my labia, along the crease of my thighs, down to my bum and back. He kept this up until I was really humping at his face.
Suddenly he slid his hand right up against my pussy, pushing two fingers deep inside me and I came, loudly moaning and thrashing around on the bed.
When I'd calmed back down, Larry had me roll over onto my front. He climbed on top of me, with his legs outside mine, and rubbed his cock along my pussy. I reached under myself to help guide it inside me and he slowly, very slowly slid it inside me. I knew I wasn't going to be able to take his whole length, but lying like this meant I had some control of the depth.
Larry lay over me, his arms along by my sides, and started fucking me.
I moved my legs slightly more open and closed to get it so it was comfortable and he could stroke in without banging into my cervix.
I was hopeful of having another orgasm, but was mindful of the urgency to his thrusts. I found myself clenching my muscles, like doing kegels, which probably wasn't helping calm him down, but it was helping turn me on faster.
He leaned in and started kissing my neck and ears, and gently bit my shoulders, causing me to push back against him harder, trying to be mindful of not getting bashed inside again. I could feel another orgasm rising in me, and Larry was obviously getting closer too.
He was speeding up and his breathing getting more ragged when I started to cum again, and my shuddering underneath him seemed to set him off. I felt a massive pressure as his cock swelled and pumped his balls into me. It seemed like he came an awful lot, I could feel it running out of my pussy and it felt hot against my thighs.
Larry pulled himself off me, his massive dick starting to shrink, and flipped me over onto my back. I could feel his cum oozing out of me and down my bum crack, and he moved my legs apart and climbed between them. Gently he fed his softening cock back into my pussy, then he settled down on top of me. He started kissing my face and neck, and I pulled him to my mouth so we could kiss properly.
His arms were under my shoulders, and mine were around his back and we just lay there, kissing for several minutes.
I felt his cock starting to grow again inside me, so I said "whoa there, Trigger," and he laughed, climbing off me.
He stood towards my feet, and I used my feet to shuffle him towards the foot of the bed, then used my arms to shuffle him around to my head so I could pull his cock to my face. I went to work licking it all over, tasting both my juices and his cum.
Stroking his shaft, I licked and gently sucked on his balls. I could feel his pulse through his cock, and it was getting stiffer all the time.
I sucked the head into my mouth but I was starting to wonder if I had the stamina to get him to cum again so soon.
As I swirled my tongue around, Larry held his breath. Then he pulled back and I let his cock out of my mouth.
"I don't think I'm really ready yet," he said.
"Oh thank God," I said, relieved.
I sat up, noting the cold puddle under my bum. I was going to have to strip the bed, but I'd do that later after Larry had left.
Larry was collecting his clothes. Lucky him, I never had any.
"I think I'll go and take a quick shower," I said.
"We'll come and watch," Dave said with a grin. He was still recording.
Because he was still recording, I kept my shoes on as I walked to the bathroom and turned the shower on to wait for it to heat up.
When the water felt warm on my hand, I stepped out of my high heels and into the shower cubicle. I doubted Dave could see much through the frosted glass, so gripping the top of the door to keep it closed, I pushed my tits up against the glass for a few seconds.
I then grabbed the body wash and started soaping myself up. My pussy was actually quite tender, now I wasn't distracted by Larry's cock.
I quickly got myself all soaped up and rinsed off, then opened the door. I hadn't hung my towel on the hook, but Dave handed it to me so I could dry off.
"Can I have a shower too?" Larry asked. He was holding his clothes, rather than wearing them.
"Certainly," I said, and wrapped my towel around me to go and get Larry a towel.
I noticed Dave had stopped recording us.
Larry was quickly done and drying himself off.
"Would you like to get some dinner?" Dave asked him.
"Sure," said Larry, and started getting dressed.
"What should I wear?" I asked them.
"Those heels," said Dave.
"And?"
"I guess a dress... the smaller the better."
"Lingerie?"
"No!" they both said at the same time.
I went and dug out one of my little black dresses. I chose one that had a bit of bust support, as I wasn't going to be allowed to wear a bra under it. That meant it had thin spaghetti shoulder straps. I put it on and smoothed it down over me. It came to mid thigh - without panties I didn't really want to go much shorter than that.
