My husband and I had talked for some time of having pictures taken of us during our lovemaking. We have taken several pictures of each other while making love but wanted pictures that showed the most intimate moments and even though we had tried, it was awkward to work with a camera and the pictures we did take were blurred or out of focus. After discussing it several times, I agreed to allow his best friend, Mike, take pictures of us.
On the day we had agreed, I prepared dinner for the three of us and we polished off a bottle of wine with our dinner to help us all relax. Even though we had agreed to this, I think we were all a little nervous about what we were going to do. Jeff and Mike had shared a woman before (Mike's ex-wife as a matter of fact) but this was going to be different. For one thing we had planned this to happen where before it was spontaneous and we had all agreed that Mike was only to take pictures but would not be joining into the activities. I was still nervous about the idea of Mike being in the room with us. Jeff and I enjoyed making love with the lights on so we could watch each other's expressions as well as see how our bodies reacted to touches but I wasn't sure I would be able to keep my eyes open to see what Jeff was doing to me and see Mike standing next to me or watching the flash of the camera.
After dinner we all retired to the living room where Jeff and I sat on the couch with Mike sitting in the recliner slightly behind us. Jeff sat with his back against the arm of the couch and I sat between his legs with my back against his chest. As we all chatted and watched a movie, Jeff began massaging my shoulders and neck, pushing his fingers deep into my tense muscles to help me relax. I'm not sure exactly what it is but Jeff is the only man I have ever meet who is able to who is able to excite me with the slightest, most casual or innocent touch. As I lay against him I can feel myself getting wet as his large strong hands rub circular patterns on my shoulders and his thumbs follow my spinal column up my neck under my long light brown hair. I can feel his warm moist breath against my ear as he talks with Mike.
Soon the hand closest to the couch comes up to caress my ear. Jeff knows how sensitive my ears are and soon I am biting my lip to keep from crying out as my body shivers against him. I am pressing my hips tight against the couch in an effort to keep them from squirming as Jeff continues his sweet torment while keeping up his conversation with Mike. Jeff brings his other arm around the front of me as if he is giving me a hug but his hand cups my breast and he begins stroking his thumb against my nipple. I was unable to hold back a low moan when Jeff pinched the hardening nipple between his fingers.
I decided that two could tease as well so I arched myself away from Jeff long enough to slip a hand between us. I allowed my fingers to gently press against his hardened cock before I squeezed it. My fingers wrapping as far around him as possible through his jeans and stroking up towards the head, then rubbing the palm of my hand across it. Jeff began rocking his hips up to meet my hand and slipped his tongue into my ear.
I could no longer control myself and began rocking my hips to the rhythm of Jeff's thumb against my nipple and his tongue in my ear. My breath was coming faster and I could feel my other nipple stiffening against his arm. I rubbed his cock harder, wanting him to cum with me. Jeff put his hand between us and grabbed mine, pulling it away so I could no longer touch him. Using the hand holding mine, he pushed me away from him so he could stand; grinning down at me he promised he would be right back as I lay down on the couch.
I tried to make small talk with Mike as I waited for Jeff to come back. There was no way he could miss the way my breath was still coming fast or the way I stumbled over some words as we talked. I could only wonder at what he had seen as Jeff and I sat teasing each other. I was glad I was lying down on the couch because I wasn't sure I could face our friend at this time and began to have serious second thoughts about Mike taking pictures of us.
When Jeff came back into the living room, I started to push myself up but Jeff sat between my legs. I began rubbing his back, neck and shoulders as we talked with Mike and Jeff soon pulled my feet up so that they rested on his lap as he caressed them. I was licking and sucking on Jeff's neck while he continued talking with Mike and stroking my feet. Soon Jeff pulled off my socks and tossed them to the floor so that he could run his fingers over my bare feet and between the toes.
My toes curled as his fingers stroked over the tops of my feet, then arched as his fingers firmly rubbed across the bottoms. It felt so good when he pushed his fingers between my toes that I couldn't help myself and gasped out loud as my back arched against the arm of the couch and my pussy rubbed on his back.
I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter from Jeff's caresses and noticed that Mike had fallen silent as he watched our foreplay. When Jeff pulled one of my feet to his mouth so he could suck and nibble on my toes I used my other foot to rub his cock through his jeans as my tongue curled inside his ear.
Jeff pushed the leg of my jeans up so he could caress the back of my knee as he sucked on my toes. I was furiously rubbing the arch of my other foot against the hard bulge under his zipper as my hips rotated, grinding my pussy against his back. My body was shaking with my need to cum and I allowed my head to fall back so that I was looking at Mike upside down almost as he stared at the action we were providing.
I had forgotten that Mike was in the room with us, as he had become so quiet, intent on watching us. I must have stiffened when I saw him and Jeff noticed the change in my attitude because he turned to look at me and saw Mike watching us. Pulling my toes from his hot wet mouth, Jeff licked the arch of my foot and gently bite down on my heel before turning his body slightly so that he was sitting sideways between my wide spread thighs.
Jeff pulled my face down to his with one of his strong hands on the back of my neck to kiss me. At the first teasing touch of his tongue against my lips, I once again forgot about Mike watching us and turned my attentions to my husband. My arms wrapped around his back, pulling his shirt up so that I could stroke the muscles in his back as our tongues danced together in my mouth. Using the softest of touches, Jeff flicked his tongue over the sensitive roof of my mouth, causing me to moan deep in my throat as my hips once again began squirming against him. The way we were sitting caused the seam of my jeans to press tightly against my clit and I began rocking my body in an effort to make myself cum.
Jeff slid his hand between our bodies and gently cupped my pussy. I broke our kiss with a moan and pulled back so that I could look into his eyes as he softly stroked me. Using the lightest of touches at first, Jeff slipped his hand from my clit down to my ass again and again, each time the caress getting stronger.
I tried slipping my hand around his shoulder so that I could caress him through his clothing as well but Jeff always gripped my hand and moved it after allowing me a few short strokes. He would do the same thing when I pulled my foot into his lap once more to rub the arch of my foot against his hard cock.
"That feels so good, baby," I moaned to him, as his touch once again got softer. "I love the way you make me feel when you touch me."
"I can feel how hot and wet you are through your pants," Jeff whispered to me as his hand moved up to undo the button on my jeans. As he slid the zipper down, his tongue once again pushed into my mouth and probed deeply. I sucked on his tongue as his hand slipped inside my jeans but when his fingers touched my clit, I broke our kiss once more with a moan as my body arched into his touch and my head fell back again.
