I Made a Video

She's holding the camera above her head and smiling broadly; it's zoomed in so her head takes up most of the frame. The gray sheet underneath her messy brown hair is rumpled as she grins wider, one arm falling back to the bed making her glasses fall a bit askew. She giggles, pushing them into place, her eyes never leaving the camera.

"Hi," she whispers as her smile grows bigger. "I'm making a video," she stretches out the last syllable over two seconds as her eyes flutter. Then blinking slowly she reaches up to adjust the camera a bit, making it zoom out from her face. Flat on her back, her breasts spill out of a denim bustier. "Perfect," she grins.

"So my husband... My darling, wonderful husband," her voice a little louder now as her left hand drops back toward her hip. "Has made a confession." It comes out accusatorially, but the smirk on her lips is telling. "He fantasizes about me, being with other men. Ooh, that's good," she looks down, her body shaking a bit, before looking back at the camera.

"He took some convincing, some torture --" her breath catches for a second, her head rocking back but eyes firmly on the camera -- "before he told me all of the things he fantasized about me doing. With other men. Wait, girls too, right?" She cranes her head to look down, then drops her head to the sheet again. "Women, women too," she moans.

Her eyes close; a dreamy expression washes over and the camera sways crazily for a second, before she gasps, eyes snapping open and staring at the phone in her hand.

"My husband thinks it would be hot to watch me seduce some guy, then put on a sex show for him to watch. Like, really go all out on some stranger, every sexy trick I know, get all nasty." The last is a seething whisper, her body rocking a bit now, her boobs barely restrained by denim half cups.

Her head jerks up to look toward her waist. "How much detail am I going into here? Ahh," she jerks her head to the side suddenly, her mouth open in happy surprise, before looking again at the camera. "Plenty of detail? Sure, plenty is good, plenty is very good," she pants.

She can't keep still, but does put effort toward holding the phone steady. "He wants to watch me pick up some guy, I dunno how I'd do that since I've been locked down solid for nine years..." Her eyes close as her lips twitch. "I guess I could whisper that I'm a nasty little porno-whore about to make all his hot sex dreams come true, oh fuck that's nice." Her left hand moves below frame as she struggles to keep her gaze on the camera.

"I bet that would work... Porno-slut, porno-whore, he'd get the idea. Anyway point being, he comes home here, to this room, and my husband sits right over there..." The left arm lazily points leftwards, before returning to its position below the frame. "And watches."

Her squirming causes her glasses to go askew again, making her giggle again, her titflesh jiggling prettily as she reaches up to fling the glasses off to her right. She blinks happily at the camera.

"Watches us make out. I'm a kisser, I need to feel a good kiss to get going, to get loose. Unless I'm drunk. Which is certainly a possibility, because I think I'd have to be, but. Kissing. A bunch," she growls, stretching and twisting her spine as she glances lower. "But at some point I'm gonna make you get me naked."

There's a pause, and she looks down as her body goes still a moment. "Yeah, I'm imagining this is for some guy I wanna bring home," she cranes her head up to talk to whoever is below frame, "so I'm making this for him. Right? Doesn't that sound good? I'm talking to somebody who's gonna make this happen. Keep going," she sounds commanding for a second, but giggles heartily before looking back at the camera.

"I think you're gonna like getting me naked," she whispers. "I've been working out... My husband, my darling adoring loving husband, he can't keep his hands off me lately." Her eyes flutter again and she groans, arching her back, boobs falling toward her neck out of the bustier. "Ooh, look at that, there they are... They're looking nice lately," her left hand grabs at her boob and squeezes. "You'll like squeezing them. You'll like what I do when you do it right," she moans through lidded eyes before her breath comes in three quick gasps, her body jerking.

"Fuck." She gapes up at the camera happily before suddenly she looks more serious. "Then of course, I'd get you naked. And I'll tell you a secret." Her voice drops to a whisper. "I don't care if you're big or small. I just want it in my mouth," her eyes roll as she licks her lips. "I wanna feel it get hard for me. I wanna rub it all over my face. I wanna show my husband I love him, and be the sexy little porno-whore you both fantasize about."

She brings her left arm up beside her head and nuzzles into it, gently twisting her frame slowly. "It would be so nice to suck a new cock... See if all the little things I've tried to learn for my wonderful, amazing husband, will feel good to a new man, make him think I've been learning tricks on new men all over town... And who knows, by the time you get this, maybe I have!" The idea makes her giggle which turns into a hearty laugh before she's distracted by something below frame. Her head jerks back and her eyes roll for a second, before she quickly shakes and looks back at the camera.

"I can't decide where I'd want you to come first, though. It would be awfully fun to make you come in my mouth, let my lovely amazing sexy husband see me swallow your load like a whore." Her volume randomly rises and falls as the words spill out. "Or maybe he'd want to see me drool your come out onto my tits, all nasty like. Or have you squirt right at my face. Do you come a lot? Does it squirt out hard? I don't care either way, I just wanna make you feel good, which will make me feel good, oh that's good," she squinches her eyes closed and moans.

"I'll tell you one thing though," she returns her stare at the camera, once again firm in resolve. "We're gonna fuck. Maybe you're a woman, vagina-owner, that's fine... But I love to fuck. We'll stop and get you a strap-on." She's glancing down more often now, her body still for a bit, the half-smile rising.

"I love to get fucked, I love to fuck, I have a favorite position, and it's cock in my pussy, ah!" She yelps suddenly, her body shaking and bouncing. "Ah, fuck yeah! I love it. And my sweet..." she struggles to hold the camera steady. "Fucking... Amazing... Husband... Wants to see it happen!"

The view swings crazily as she arches her back, twitching titflesh falling toward her face, before she recovers and looks into the camera with wide crazy eyes. "And goddamn that sounds so fucking good to me," she babbles in a rush. "God I love sex, love to fuck and get fucked, this is just amazing." Her head thrashes but her arm stays steady, camera firmly on her bouncing torso.

"Who knows, who I've, sent this to?" Sweetness drips from every word that comes out in a staccato rush. "Are you the first? The fifth? The fifty-seventh?" She moans sharply. "Who knows how much cock I'll have taken in my ass?"

The rocking stops and she looks down. "No, really. They're gonna fuck my ass. And you're gonna be the first. Get the lube," she gestures to her right. She looks back at the camera and flashes her eyes. "Yeah... Use a lot. Like, a lot a lot... Yeah," she breathes out through narrowed eyes, the smile growing bigger. "Now, go slow, slow, slow," her drawl as smooth as she wants it.

Her eyebrows leap up and her face contorts in protest a moment before the smile returns. "Slow, slow," she repeats, grinning wildly and nodding at the camera, as if she knows just what this looks like. "Okay, okay, give me a second." She looks down. "Porno-whore in training, baby," she moans, before laughing and imploring the camera again. "Okay little more, go slow, yeah..."

She blinks slowly into the camera. "My darling adoring loving husband is fucking my ass, for the first time, so I can use it to fuck you too," she rasps, slowly nodding her head. "Oh shit, that's deep and big inside me."

The pauses between her ability to speak grow a little longer. "I dunno if you are gonna get this or not," she moans softly. "Not if you're much bigger... than my darling wonderful husb-ah!" She rolls her head as she takes a hard thrust, her body jerking. "I'm a, whore in training, remember that, be gentle with me, ah," she begs the camera.

"Oh yeah, that's good, rub me there while you fuck my ass baby." Her voice turns pleading as her frame rhythmically rocks. "Make your porn-whore come like a slut, a sex-loving slut, fuck!"

The arm holding the camera drops to her side, her heaving torso still in view as she screams out her orgasm. "Come in my ass, claim my ass, fuck! Ah!" The phone drops, view obscured for almost a minute longer as her joyful noises dissipate and die off to happy coos of pleasure.

Then she picks up the phone again and smirks into the camera, her face flushed and pink. "So if I sent this to you, must mean I wanna fuck you! Let's fuck! Text soon! Bye!" She waves, giggles, and stops recording.