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Exciteds Fantasy

Exciteds Fantasy

by mdhendry
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Author's Preface: This is Chapter 2 of the Series "Video Orgy". Please see "Introductory Blowjob" for an introduction to the characters.

"We're done for this scene. Outstanding job by all," I announced to the full group as I stopped the camera from recording video. My wife had just finished sucking off all four men and was still on her knees, surrounded by the men with their spent penises hanging loose.

"Especially the Mrs.," Old Guy said, pointing at my wife. The men all cheered and clapped. Their wives joined in.

"Thank you, thank you," Mrs. said from her knees. I held my hand out to her to assist her up. She looked into my eyes as she took my hand. Her entire face smiled at me as she stood. "Thank you," she said quietly to me.

The other wives left the couch from which they had watched the activity and joined the rest of us, pairing up with their husbands. As I escorted my wife out of the center of the dispersing circle, I told her, "You know you look gorgeous after you've feasted on cum."

"That's just because I'm so happy," she said, squeezing my hand. "And because I know it's only going to get better." She squeezed my hand again, intertwining her fingers with mine.

I was leading her to the back of the room which led to the kitchen and restroom. "I know you like that big dick."

She laughed. "For a second, I didn't think I was going to able to get it all the way down. I don't think I've ever had one that thick before."

"Not that I've seen, at least. But you got it down. And looked like you enjoyed it."

She laughed again. "Of course I enjoyed it. Every inch."

"Also looked like you came."

She looked at me with a smile in her eyes. "Oh, yeah. A Category One, borderline Category Two." She rates her orgasms on a One to Five scale, like hurricanes. Ones are nice, little, short ones. Fives bring the house down. It's not every time, but it is not uncommon for her to orgasm while giving oral. However, rarely does giving oral result in her experiencing a Category Two.

We had reached the back of the room. To the left was the bathroom, to the right the kitchen. "OK, you go freshen up your face and I'll start prepping for the next session." I kissed her, a kiss which she returned with intensity.

"Love you," she said when she finally let me go. "I'll be right out to help."

I poked my head into the kitchen to see our assistant waiting patiently at the kitchen counter, reading something on her tablet. "We are ready for the first break."

She looked up and said, "I'm on it."

I headed back towards the group. They had scattered out a little, but not much. Old Guy was sitting on the couch with his wife, Hesitant Wife. Van Dyke and his wife, the Excited Fidgeter, were talking with Young Guy and his wife, the Confused Fidgeter. Big Dick and his wife, Mrs. Stoic, were chatting not far from where the circle originally was.

"OK, folks," I announced as I got closer, "we have a little break now to get set up and then we'll be ready for our next session. As you know, this next session is all about the ladies. The guys will start this next session naked. Ladies, you will start with your clothes on. The beginning of the video will be you and/or your husband taking your clothes off."

As I spoke, our assistant arrived pushing a cart. "Ah, here's our lovely assistant. She has cold water for you, as well as sodas if that's your preference. However, no alcohol for this break. We don't want that adversely affecting your performance. We'll have some at the next break." She started circulating among the couples. "She also has some light snacks on the cart.

"Also," I added, "while our assistant is here, if you want the Mrs. to join you for your threesome during this next session, now is the time to confirm that with our assistant. And remember guys, this session is about your wives, not you. So, if you do have Mrs. join you, she will be paying primary attention to your wife, not to you. I'm not saying she will ignore you, but this is not the time for you to have two women servicing you. This is about pleasuring your wives." There were a couple of chuckles among the wives and a few knowing looks at their husbands.

As the group started congregating around our assistant, I started moving the tripods to their new positions. My wife reemerged from the bathroom with fresh makeup and her hair loosed from the ponytail. She had cleaned Old Guy's semen from her neck but left the stains on the neckline of her dress. "Do we know yet who wants what?" she asked as she helped me adjust the tripods.

"Not yet. As soon as she's done handling refreshments, we can find out what she knows," I said, referring to our assistant. We always review the applications from couples to see what experiences they want. When they arrive, they check-in with our assistant. She then checks to see if they have any updates or changes to what they want to experience. She then will tell us what each couple wants.

The second session always starts on two couches. The two couches loosely form an "L" shape. One camera faces each couch. The second half of the session takes place on a bed at the far end of the large room. Each corner has a camera, sitting at different heights. And, of course, either my wife or I will be roaming around with the hand-held camera to capture appropriate closeups.

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As I made the final adjustments to the cameras, Mrs. had joined Assistant to make sure all the guests were taken care of. Most of the guys had already shed their clothes. Old Guy was still sitting on the couch, still clothed. Big Dick had stepped out of his pants but was still wearing his shirt. His dick, so massive when fully erect, hung down loosely. It was a little larger than the typical flaccid penis, but nothing to suggest it could grow to the size that it did.

Excited Wife and Confused Wife were talking with Mrs. Stoic. Mrs. Stoic stood there with great poise, holding a water bottle in one hand and her other arm held loosely across her midsection. She wore a comforting but not deep smile on her face. She was tall for a woman, only an inch or two shorter than her husband and she was wearing only the shortest of heels. Looking at her, it crossed my mind that perhaps the reason she appeared so tranquil during the earlier activity was because on a regular basis she gets his monster-sized tool shoved in her orifices. If that's what she's used to as sex, then perhaps watching some chick take a few dicks in her mouth is no big deal.

Just as I made the final adjustment to the last camera around the bed, Mrs. waved me to join her and Assistant back in the kitchen. When I arrived, Assistant gave us the run down on which couples wanted what. Excited Fidgeter definitely wanted Mrs. to join her and her husband, Van Dyke. Confused Fidgeter wanted my wife, too. However, Assistant warned us to not be surprised if she changed her mind. Confused confessed she had already changed her mind three times tonight, and that didn't include the number of times she had changed her mind before they submitted their application. Or the number of times she had changed her mind between the application and arrival tonight. Assistant assured us that she assured Confused that if at any point she decided that was not what she wanted, my wife would stop.

That left Mrs. Old Guy, i.e., Reluctant Wife, and Mrs. Stoic, i.e., Mrs. Big Dick. They each wanted me to please them in a three-way with their husbands. This would be an interesting challenge. I knew the key to Reluctant Wife was going to be plenty of gentle foreplay before building up to the main event. Although a big part of an MMF threesome is to give the woman the feeling of being overwhelmed by sexual feelings, those feelings must be built up in the proper manner. If not done properly, it is a disaster that, at best, ruins the evening and, at worst, could leave serious emotional scars. With Mrs. Stoic, I was faced with the challenge of figuring out if she was in fact susceptible to being turned on or if she would be just as cool in bed as on the couch. Plus, I had to deal with the fact that she was used to Mr. Big Dick's size. Although I've never worried about my size, and Mrs. has assured me that I'm one of the thickest she's ever had, mine is still nothing compared to what Big Dick was carrying between his legs and what Mrs. Big Dick was accustomed to.

Assistant finished giving us the rundown on what each couple specifically wanted and what each couple specifically considered off limits, as well as other logistics. Mrs. looked at me and said, "Ready to fuck?"

"Oh, yeah," I answered enthusiastically.

"Let's do this. Let's do them," she said with an impish smile.

We thanked Assistant and headed back to the main room. Assistant stayed behind in the kitchen as her role was to never be in the room while there was any sexual activity. Even though she was very involved in the editing process, her isolation from the action did add to the on-site feeling of the couples that anyone who was not sexually involved was not watching.

"OK, folks," I said once we got back in the room. "Everyone ready for more fun?"

"Yeah," they enthused. "Let's fuck," Van Dyke yelled at the top of his lungs, which brought more laughter.

"OK, the next session starts with the four couples sitting on the couches, two couples per couch. Guys, the cameras there will be recording you getting your wife undressed and warming her up. As you get warmed up, we'll bring you over to the bed, one couple at a time, to make your fantasy come true. And to make you cum true." My bad pun drew a couple of giggles, but mostly groans. "Okay, guys, time to get your ladies and get them cranked up."

As the couples settled on to the couches and started making out, my wife and I started each of the cameras on the tripods and started filming with handheld cameras. We were paying close attention to Van Dyke and his wife and to Young Guy and his wife. There was no doubt Young Guy would be ready to go first among the men; his member was already getting heavy before they started making out. However, Van Dyke's wife looked like she was ready to cum just watching the guys get sucked off. We also thought Confused Fidgeter might be more comfortable if we took them third or fourth. That's why we decided to focus on Van Dyke and Young Guy to see which of their women got ready first.

Very quickly it became very obvious Excited Fidgeter and Van Dyke were going first. Van Dyke had been the first to drop his clothes when I suggested it earlier. Now, while the other couples settled down on the couches and started kissing and the guys slowly undressing the wives, Excited was standing up in front of Van Dyke doing a strip tease dance while he stroked his dick. The background music we had going was not very loud or very danceable, but that was not an impediment to her. Within seconds she had shed her silky blouse and knee-length skirt, leaving her in a red, lacey bra and matching red, lacey thong. She twisted and gyrated in front of Van Dyke, running her hands all over her body. "Yeah, baby. That's great, sweetie," he cheered. He was already getting a full erection, quicker than even Young Guy. Clearly, this was not the first time she had stripped for him.

I was capturing this with my handheld camera. She reached around and with a quick, smooth movement unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her boobs were rounded, topped with bright pink nipples. She was probably a full C-cup, and she over-filled one of her hands with one of those boobs. While that hand was cupping her boob, her other hand slipped off her thong, revealing a small triangle of hair that was much darker than the light brown hair on her head.

As soon as she dropped her panties, she straddled Van Dyke. He reached out and put his hand between her legs, cupping her twat. "Oh, baby," she moaned with an expectant smile. "Mmmmmm, that's good." Van Dyke was wiggling his fingers between her pussy lips, drawing even more moans.

I took a quick glance at the other couples and none of the wives were completely naked yet. Old Guy and his wife, on the same couch with Van Dyke, were cuddling and deep in a kiss. His hand was active beneath her blouse, but she was still fully clothed. He was as well, the only progress being he had never buckled his pants after he pulled them up. Young Guy had his wife topless and was sucking her boobs with a hand up her skirt. He still had his shirt on, but his pants were off and his dick was getting ready. Big Dick had Mrs. Stoic's dress off and was working her bra-clad tits aggressively. He had pulled up his boxers and was still wearing them, although the tent-pole was forming. All the women seemed thoroughly engaged, but none were charged up like Excited Fidgeter.

Wife made her way over to me as I continued to record Excited and Van Dyke. "Looks like they are about ready for me. That answers our question, doesn't it?"

"Yes, I think they're ready. They did make the decision easy," I agreed. I saw out of the corner of my eye she was unzipping her dress. She shrugged her shoulders, allowing it to fall off her arms and then down to the floor. She was wearing a black bra, but no panties. "Didn't you start the night with panties?" I asked.

"Yeah. They were too wet after I conducted the blowjob circle," she answered with an unabashed smile, referring to the first event of the night.

I laughed. "Of course they were." She winked at me over her shoulder as she headed to the bed.

Excited's moans were getting louder and longer. Van Dyke was still fingering her cunt and had started squeezing the boob she wasn't squeezing. Her nipples were even a brighter pink than before and stood out prominently. She was clearly ready.

Turning off the camera, I leaned in and said, "Not to interrupt, but if you'd like to continue this on the bed, Mrs. is ready for you."

"Yes," Van Dyke said, hopping up quickly, so quickly he almost knocked his wife to the floor. She laughed as she caught herself and maintained her balance. "Let's go dear," he said, grabbing her hand.

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They were at the bed in no time. My wife was already there, lying back against the headboard, her hands behind her head and her legs crossed at the ankles. She had freed herself from her bra, lying on the bed completely naked. Her well-tanned body stood out against the cream-white sheets and pillows. She was evenly tanned over her entire body; the only tan line was a tiny strip of paleness for her bikini bottom. Her D-cups sloped slightly to her sides as she leaned back. Her areolae, only very slightly pinker than her skin, were very small, not much bigger than a nickel. But her nipples were very pink and taut and protruded prominently. All her hard work exercising showed in her flat stomach and her toned legs.

"I've been so looking forward to this," Excited said with great excitement as she arrived at the bed.

"Then come up here and join me," Mrs. purred seductively, patting the bed beside her. Excited quickly hopped up on the bed and Van Dyke was right behind her. "Welcome to your fantasy," Mrs. said, throwing her arm around Excited. Excited looked into her eyes and gave her a quick kiss. Still looking into her eyes, she put a hand on Mrs.'s face and gave her another kiss, a little longer this time. She pulled back, looked into her eyes again, and kissed her again. This kiss was open-mouthed and passionate and extended.

While still kissing, Excited put her other hand on the side of Mrs.'s boob, gently caressing it. Both girls moaned softly into their kiss. Her gentle caress quickly morphed into a massage with Excited running her fingertips over Mrs.'s now rigid nipple. Although small in diameter, when excited her nipples always get very hard and very long. It wasn't long before Excited's massage morphed into an all-out groping.

My wife returned the favor, grabbing one of Excited's full breasts. Her breasts, though maybe a size smaller than my wife's, were still much more than a handful. They were more round or melon-shaped than my wife's tear-drops. Her areolae were very bright pink and much larger than my wife's. They responded to Mrs.'s pinching. As did Excited. "Mmmmm," she moaned while kissing. She broke off the kiss and took a deep breath. Looking into Mrs.'s eyes, she murmured, "I'd forgotten how much I love playing with boobs." She looked back over her shoulder at her husband and said, "Sorry, dear, but your boobs aren't as nice as hers."

Van Dyke laughed. "I cannot argue with that. At all!" He was sitting up on the bed next to his wife, softly running his hand up and down her side while intently watching his wife make out with mine.

"Don't be shy," Excited said to him, "there's still plenty of my body for you to play with."

"Don't worry, baby, I'll get to it," he assured her. "I'm just enjoying watching you right now."

"If you've enjoyed that, then you're really going to enjoy this," she said tantalizingly. She slid down the bed slightly, then leaned over Mrs. and took her boob into her mouth.

"Oh yeah, I love that," Van Dyke said excitedly.

"Not as much I do," my wife interjected.

"I don't know about that," he answered. "I'm sure you love it because she is wonderful with her mouth, but it's got me super hot." He was stroking his fully erect dick with one hand. He moved his other hand from Excited's side to one of her boobs. Grabbing it roughly, he immediately started squeezing and twisting her nipple. Excited moaned as she started sucking Mrs.'s tit even harder.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah," Mrs. groaned as Excited suckled one tit and pinched her other. Her nipples were always a sure bet to get her revved up. I've told her several times I thought her tits were almost as sensitive as her clit. She never disagreed with me.

With all three of them breathing heavily, Excited came off my wife's nipple. "God, your boobs are sexy," she said breathlessly.

"You sure know how to handle them," my wife responded.

"Let's get a little more comfortable," Excited said. She grabbed Mrs.'s waist and tugged her down gently so that she was lying completely on her back. Excited then rolled on top of her doggy style: her knees on either side of Mrs.'s hips and her hands beside her shoulders. She hovered just above her, nothing of her body touching Mrs.'s body. However, her breasts hung so that her nipples were a few inches above Mrs.'s chest. "This is better," Excited said.

"I like where this is going," my wife said.

"So do I," Van Dyke interjected. He was running his hand along his wife's ass and holding one of her dangling boobs. Mrs. grabbed the sides of her own boobs and pushed them together, causing them to stack up on her chest. That narrowed the distance between Excited's nipples and Mrs.'s nipples to an inch or less. Mrs. then guided her erect nipples so that they brushed against Excited's erect nipples.

"Oh, yeah," Mrs. moaned. "Damn, that's good." She looked into Excited's eyes with a deep smile. "You have great tits."

"Damn, this so fuckin' hot," Van Dyke growled as he held and guided Excited's breast while their nipples danced against each other. "I can't believe I'm actually doing this."

Excited leaned down and kissed Mrs. on the ear and then started nibbling on it. In the process she squashed her boobs into Mrs.'s boobs, tit on tit. Mrs. no longer needed to hold her boobs in place, so she reached around her back with one hand and started running her fingertips up and down Excited's spine. She ran her other hand through Excited's long, honey-brown hair. Her hair was long, going nearly half of the way down her back.

"That feels so good," my wife said as Excited continued nibbling on her ear and her neck. Mrs. was wiggling her chest so that their boobs continued to stimulate each other. "God, you are a good kisser."

"I completely agree," Van Dyke concurred. No longer caressing her ass, he had moved that hand in between her butt cheeks, running his fingers up and down her crevasse. The hand that had been holding her boob was no longer needed to keep it in place, but he still had it there, his fingers stuck in between their racks that were smashed together.

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