My name is Roger this is my story and to some extent the story of my wife Francis. We have been married seven years, she is two months older than me and we have known each other since primary school, through high school and university. We are both dentists and have a good suburban practice. We lack for nothing; we paid of all our student loans and mortgage two years ago. We can work as hard or as little as we like we have a beautiful home. We both drive late model BMW's
We have always been sexually active and I have to admit that Francis is rather more daring than me and over the years our sexual practices have evolved from plain missionary to toys. I was rather shocked one day three years ago when we were in the city for a dinner date, a dentist thing, when Francis pulled me into an Adult Book Store and after persuading me to buy her a large dildo then selected some triple x videos. Our sex lives rapidly expanded after that and visits to the Adult Book Store are a yearly event.
Francis had been very critical of the videos and DVD's we had bought, she thought that most were poor productions showing cocks and cunt's with no plot, no meaningful sound tracks and after our third visit and subsequent viewing, she said she could do much better, although she wanted to try out all of the one on one things shown in her selection of videos. All except sex with one woman and multiple men or another woman. She had been totally silent on those activities and I did not have the guts to ask her about them.
It was six months ago that I began to realize that Francis was spending quite a lot of time on our computer and despite some sneaky investigation followed by active questions I had not found out what Francis was looking at or working on. Then one night last month, she appeared at the bedroom door with a sheaf of paper. She bounced into the room fell on the bed beside me and thrust the paper bundle in my hand.
"Read that and tell me what you think." I read the title.
My first Porno Flick
By
Francis Doubleday
"Go on Roger read quicker."
I was still reading the title "Is this what you have been using the computer for? Writing a screen play for a pornographic movie?"
"Not any pornographic movie, our pornographic movie!"
I looked hard at my wife. "What do you mean 'Our' movie?"
"Roger hurry up and read the script and we can then discuss it. Now read."
I did as I was told. There was not just a script there were directors and camera mans instructions. The male and female were told to perform various sexual acts for the camera starting with the male stripping the female then the female stripping the male then oral sex and so on to full sex including anal then of course the money shot.
There were hundreds of lines of dialogue for all the people and the plot was a married couple wanting to make a movie of themselves having wild sex and enlisting the help of a director and cameraman to make the pornographic movie.
I was reviewing some of the lines when Francis returned to the bedroom dressed in a see-through nightgown and handed me my favorite drink.
"Well Roger what do you think. It has just as much sex as those movies we bought and it has a plot and a script and with the interactions of the director telling us what to do and the camera man wandering around and focusing on the action it should be quite erotic."
"Yes Francis I can see you have worked hard on this but do you think you could do all these things with a director telling you and me what to do next and a camera man filming the action?"
"Yes Roger I could do it. I was more concerned about you being able to do it. Will you think about it because I think that it would be really great fun and we could sell it?"
