Krista looked at me in horror. "I can't believe you did this!"
"I told you I wanted to fuck you. Now I will." I shrugged. I thought I'd feel a little guilty, but all I felt was lust.
"There's not a chance in hell," she told me through clenched teeth.
"Be reasonable, Krista. You know what's on that movie. What would Rich think? What would your parents think? Or your fellow church members? The parents of your kid's classmates? Really, it's best if this video stays between you and me."
"You would do that?"
"Only if I had to."
"But it would ruin your marriage too." She insisted, still looking for an out.
"Oh, I don't think so. I'm better at editing than that. You would never see much of me, except below the waist. And clearly, you couldn't mistake me for Rich there." I laughed.
"So what's it going to take this time. You have your way with me and I get the movies?" She was angry, almost shaking.
"Nothing that easy I'm afraid. You'll be making payments on this one." I let my statement hang in the air between us. When it seemed she was about to say something, I completed my demand. "Weekly. Whatever I want. For a year."
Krista looked stunned. "You've got to be kidding."
"Actually, I think you're getting off quite easy. Now come to Papa, we've got to get you out of those uncomfortable things." I reached for her but she pulled away.
"Wait. Let me think about this."
"There's no thinking here, Krista darling. You are mine. You will do what I want. Or you will watch your life fall to pieces. You know you want to; now you have to. Why fight it?" I reached for her again and she let me grab her arm and draw her to me.
She stood, shaking, tears welling in her eyes, one lonely volunteer running down her cheek. It should have bothered me. All I could think about was burying my cock inside her tight little gash, and knowing that the hesitation she was feeling now would give way to the hot and horny Krista I'd witnessed once before.
I slowly stripped her, and she stood waiting, naked before me. I removed my own clothing and she could see that there was no need for foreplay; I was definitely very ready.
"Let's watch that movie, in it's entirety." I told her. I hit the button on the remote, and saw my home made title, "Krista's first BJ".
I moved to the edge of the couch, turned her to face the TV, and sat her on my lap. My stiff rod was between her legs, rubbing against the outside of her smooth slit.
My hands explored her body, while she watched herself perform for me on the TV. I whispered into her ear while I played with her tits. "Here, when you lowered your shorts for me, my heart almost stopped. Look how beautiful your ass is. I wanted to eat you then and there." She was squirming in my lap while I rocked my hips, sliding my cock across her moistening lips. Abruptly I felt her hand, cool against my burning rod, pressing, pulling my prick against her. Her hand rubbed up and down my length.
"And here. You offered me your tits so sweetly. You know I've always loved your tits."
"I know," she whispered. The first words she's said since we'd started the movie.
I nibbled on her neck, and grasped her big boobs in my hands, squeezing them and fondling them. "And now they're mine."
"They're yours."
"Look at you. Look at how you rubbed against me that day. I wanted so bad to pull you an inch or two higher, and slip that fat dick up inside you." On the screen she was humping me madly, desperately. Now, watching the action, her hips started to move, a faint echo of the show on TV.
"What were you thinking?" I asked her, sliding my hand down to her quim, squeezing around the edge of my cock to slide a fingertip into her.
"I wanted it. I wanted your big thing in me. I wanted to feel what it was like." She whispered, eyes glued to the screen.
"You still want to know, don't you?" I whispered back into her ear.
"Yes."
I grabbed her ass on the sides, and lifted her hips up off my lap.
"Do it. Put me inside you." I urged her.
She settled her weight onto her feet, and lifted her ass off my lap. Her hand positioned my pole directly below her moist opening, and as she lowered herslf back down, she gave the extra wiggle needed to let my cock slide deep inside her. She stopped about halfway, lifted up again, and then pushed down hard on my pole, taking it to the root. On the screen she was going wild rubbing herself against me.
"So now it's in you. All of it. More cock than you've ever had. What's it like?" I pushed her shoulders forward, making her lift up off of my cock most of the way, and then I pulled her back hard, sinking to the hilt inside her again.
"Oooh." She gasped, then whispered. "Full."
"Full?"
"I feel so full, so complete, stretched and filled."
"Look at the screen." I told her.
As I spoke the TV-Krista was obviously coming, while the TV-me clenched her in my arms. The real Krista just sat there eyes riveted, my cock inside of her, while we watched the girl on the TV slowly come down from her peak, and stare down at where her sex pressed against his, connected, but not quite joined.
"Was it nice to come, pressed up against my cock like that?" I asked her, reaching between her legs and teasing her. I grabbed the remote with my other hand and paused the show, as the Krista on the screen slid down between my legs.
"So nice. I almost never come. Not for years," she confessed.
"You'll come for me. You'll come all the time. I'll make you come so much you'll beg me to stop."
We ignored the screen for a bit, reveling in the sensation of penetration, that one and only time when you share sex for the first time. She was breathing heavily reacting to my every motion, the squeezing of her breasts, the rubbing of her clit, the nibbling of her neck and ears, the continuous plowing of her incredibly tight pussy. I wrapped my arms around her torso and pulled her up a bit, so I could get more action down below, pulling further out, and driving back in, pulling her whole body up and down mine.
"You are a dream come true," I told her while her body arched back, her head thrust back over my shoulder. "I can feel the excitement building in you, like an electric charge, it's building, and building. If I don't let you come soon you'll be screaming for release." I loosed my arms, settling her down firmly on my cock, and grabbed her breasts, squeezing the nipples, and twisting them forcefully, massaging them.
My words were working on her and she leaned over, breaking free of my arms, her hands gripping the edge of the couch seat. She brought her legs together between mine, and planted her feet firmly on the floor. Without warning she was driving herself up and down on my cock. I grabbed her hips and helped her, thrusting mightily. The odor of our sex was intoxicating, and I could hear little grunts escaping her lips.
I let it continue quite a while, until I could hear her breathing becoming rough, and could feel her trembling. "Do you want to come now?" I asked her.
She remained quiet, struggling with herself.
"Do you?" I insisted.
"YES." She hissed between clenched teeth.
"Good, watch the screen." I pressed play on the remote, and Video-Krista started her incredible blow-job. I pulled her back against me, letting her catch her breath a second.
She watched her onscreen-self gobble me, mesmerized by her own wanton actions.
