The Arrangement

Author note: To enjoy this story in context, you really need to read Part 1 first!

It was a week or so later, when Mandy and I were having a late dinner after the kids had gone to bed. In a strange kind of way, our relationship had strengthened, and we felt as close as we ever had been. It was as though the ‘Pamela episode’ had brought a spark back and had re-awakened our sexuality.

Mandy had been working almost constantly since that night, so we’d had little time to discuss what had happened, but it was obvious that she was completely fine with it.

“I never got the chance to tell you about our other ideas for sexy scenarios, did I?” she asked.

“One idea we had was this. Pam showed me this porn site, where this guy goes to visit middle-aged and older women. He gets them to lift their skirts and takes photos and videos up their skirts. Then he’ll get them to pull their knickers to one side and show off their pussies to the camera.

“Obviously, he pays them, but some are willing to do more for extra money. He usually just wanks over her knickers, but sometimes more happens, like her masturbating.

“When he gets a really willing one, sometimes she’ll suck his cock, and occasionally, he gets to fuck her. In fact, there was one where she let him fuck her arse.”

I could see where this was going…

“So, you want us to do a bit of play-acting? We visit Pam to ‘do a shoot’? I take lots of photos up her dress and get her to do all kinds of things, while I’m snapping away? I must admit, that sounds really quite exciting!” I replied.

“Exactly,” Mandy said, her eyes sparkling. “In fact, I could be your ‘assistant’ and video the whole thing… imagine that! We could play the film back whenever we wanted… we could even share it with Pam… reckon that would get her juices flowing!”

I laughed. “I don’t think Pam needs much to get her juices flowing! You do realise she’s a squirter, don’t you?”

“Uh huh,” was her reply. “The carpet has only just dried out! You have to admit, she’s a sexy old bird.”

“You are right,” I admitted. “I will never again judge a book by its cover.

“I must admit, what you two have cooked up, is a really erotic idea. When have you got in mind?” I asked, secretly hoping the answer would be very soon. I was now fully recovered, and was very much looking forward to another, sexually charged session like last week.

“Well, you’d need to sort out the cameras and stuff. I’m not working tomorrow night, so how about then? I’ll see if I can arrange a babysitter, so we can go round to Pam’s house. Better than here.”

After clearing up the dinner things, I wasted no time in sorting out the cameras, getting batteries on charge, and making sure we’d got empty memory cards.

When we were settled in the lounge, Mandy took out her tablet and opened up the section on the porn site she’d been talking about. We watched through a few of the videos, which I enjoyed. The subjects were just ordinary women, mainly in their 50’s and 60’s, nothing special, showing off their underwear to the cameraman. As Mandy had said, sometimes things went further if the woman was less inhibited, or more desperate for cash. I had to admit, it made a refreshing change from bog standard porn, with fake everything. It wasn’t long before we were both beginning to feel quite turned on.

But we went off to bed that night, resolving to keep our hands off each other. I wanted to be locked and loaded, ready for Pam tomorrow. But sleep was elusive… I tossed and turned, imagining all kinds of tantalising scenarios involving Pam. If I were honest with myself, I would admit to being more than a little intrigued by her and indeed, drawn to her. Was it the sheer intensity of her innate sexuality, her obvious willingness to try anything, or the prospect of leading her further down the path of depravity she had chosen? Either way, it was obvious that our lives were never going to be quite the same as they were a week or so ago…

The next day passed slowly, filled with the usual Saturday chores. During the afternoon, Mandy asked me to look after the kids while she popped round to see Pam. Funnily enough, this time, I had no objection to her disappearing next door, knowing that they would be scheming some fun for that night! While she was out, I packed all the camera gear into a discrete bag, together with a small tabletop tripod, which I thought might come in handy. Mandy had already left out her favourite sex toy — a silver bullet vibrator with a remote battery pack, which went in the bag as well.

Finally, it was time for dinner and as we were a couple of hours from our agreed time to meet Pam, she handed me another of the tablets, which I washed down with a cup of coffee. Then, it was time to get ready for what we both hoped would be another exciting evening. Mandy headed for the bathroom first; I followed her when she had finished.

In the end, I was ready before Mandy, and waited downstairs for her. I had chosen to dress in a short-sleeved shirt and loose-fitting chinos, figuring that overly tight jeans could quickly become constricting and uncomfortable, knowing the way my cock had expanded last time.

Soon Mandy joined me, looking very sexy, but in a restrained way. She had put on a simple denim skirt together with a white t-shirt. She had applied slightly heavier make-up than usual, with smoky grey eye shadow and deep burgundy lip gloss. Her toenails and fingernails were painted to match. A sexy, verging on slightly tarty look. I loved it. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra, as her nipples were making delightful little bumps in the fabric of her shirt. Mandy had a quick check to make sure the kids couldn’t see, then turned her back to me and flicked up the hem of her skirt, to display her gorgeous, naked bottom. I nodded in approval and smiled, feeling my cock stir at the sight.

“There didn’t seem to be much point,” she confided, with a little grin.

Finally, the babysitter arrived. I spent possibly one moment too long looking at her peachy 18-year-old arse and perky little breasts, which resulted in me getting a swift dig in the ribs from Mandy.

She hissed at me, “Just because I’m letting you fuck the neighbour, don’t get any ideas about screwing anyone else, or I’ll cut your balls off!”

Well, that told me. Suitably admonished, I averted my gaze from Victoria’s nubile body and tried to act more like the dutiful husband, about to accompany his wife for drinks with a neighbour.

Clutching a bag containing the camera gear and a couple of bottles of chilled Chenin, we said goodnight to the kids, urged them to be good and told Victoria to call us if there were any problems, whilst secretly praying that nothing would contrive to interrupt us.

We covered the short walk to Pam’s house hand in hand. As we strolled up the path to her front door, Mandy confirmed the plan for tonight.

“We’re going to role-play the whole ‘internet shoot’ scenario. Pam is really excited about the whole idea, so play along as much as you can, please.”

“Sounds like it’s going to be fun,” I said. “I can’t pretend I’m not looking forward to it!”

With that, Mandy tapped on the door, and a few seconds later, it was opened by a smiling Pam, who was wearing a grey two-piece skirt suit, with a cream blouse under the jacket. The skirt was fitted and reached to just above her knees, revealing her nylon-clad legs below. She was wearing elegant black shoes with a low heel. She was made up nicely and had done her hair.

I spoke first, getting straight ‘into part’, “Hello, are you Pamela? We’re here to do the shoot. I’m Alan, and this is Mandy, my assistant.”

“Hello, both of you. Do come in.” Pam ushered us into the hallway and led us into the lounge. I handed her the bottles of wine, and she went to put them in the fridge.

She called from the kitchen, “Can I get you both a drink of something, before we start?”

We settled on white wine, and a minute later, Pam returned with three glasses. I tasted the wine, then started unpacking the cameras.

“Okay, so how does this work then?” she asked, getting the game going.

I explained, “Well, this is what we call an audition shoot. I’m afraid you don’t get paid for this one. It’s really to see how well you respond in front of the camera and what you’re prepared to do. Some people get camera shy and freeze up a bit, so the best thing is to try and ignore the cameras.

“I’ll be taking stills and talking you through what I’d like you to do, and Mandy will shoot a video of the whole thing. Is that alright? We can even give you a copy on DVD.”

Pam beamed and nodded enthusiastically.

I made a big deal of checking that the curtains were fully drawn. “We don’t want nosy neighbours to see what’s going on, do we?” I said. I was starting to enjoy the play-acting.

“Now we do need plenty of lights on. It might not look very romantic, but the video will come out much better than in subdued lighting.”

Pam went round switching on the various lights, while I set the camcorder onto its little tripod and switched it on, ready for Mandy to use. Then I set my small still camera to auto flash and a skin-tone setting.

“Good, I think we’re all ready to go then,” I announced. “Let’s sit and have our wine, get you nice and relaxed, then we can start,” I added, trying to sound as if I knew what I was doing.

Once we’d finished our wine, I got Pam to pose in various ways: leaning on the mantel, bending to pick up something off the coffee table, and so on. All the while, I was snapping off lots of shots.

“Ok Pamela, can I get you to unbutton your jacket and pull it open a bit, please?” I asked.

Pam deftly undid the buttons and scooped the sides of her jacket apart, to reveal her sizeable breasts, with a pretty white lacy bra showing through the thin material of her blouse.

I snapped off more frames, getting in closer all the time. Looking closely at her boobs, I said, “D’you mind if I have a feel?”

Pam shook her head, and I made a play of gently squeezing them, as if gauging them for size and firmness, taking more photos of my hand on her boob.

“That’s great, can we lose the jacket now, please,” I directed. Pam complied, and shrugged the jacket off, before tossing it onto a chair.

“Lovely, lovely,” I said, as I clicked the shutter repeatedly. “Now let’s see what you’ve got under that blouse. Can you undo a few buttons please?”

Pam undid some buttons as requested, then pulled the top of the blouse open, to reveal her big boobs, lifted by the push-up bra into a delightful cleavage. The lacy edge of the material was just covering her nipples.

“Oh yes, that’s very nice indeed,” I commented as I clicked away with the camera. “Now Pamela, show us a bit of nipple.” I was getting into this and enjoyed directing her to display herself.

Pam eased the edge of the lace down to allow her nipple to come into sight, then gently rolled the teat between her fingers, sexily looking straight into the camera as she did so.

“Oh, that’s fantastic, our viewers will love that, really lovely tits,” I said as I snapped a couple of close-ups of her fingers squeezing her nipple.

I reached my hand into the other bra cup and felt her nipple, rolling it between my finger and thumb. I was quickly reminded of the previous weekend and felt stirrings in my loins.

I turned to Mandy, standing a few feet away with the camcorder. “Are you getting all this ok, Mandy?” I asked. She nodded and smiled, focused on the camera’s display screen.

I turned back to Pam. “Now, Pamela, it’s time to move it on a bit. Come over here and stand with your legs apart a bit.” She did as she was told, with me positioning her in the middle of the room.

“Nice arse,” I said, complimenting her as if it were the first time, I’d seen it. I ran my hand over the curve of one cheek, as if assessing it, then the other, before giving her bottom a lovely squeeze. I made sure to stand slightly to one side, so Mandy could get a good angle.

“Lovely firm bottom, Pamela! Can’t wait to see a bit more of that!” I tried to emulate the guy on the porn video.

Pam giggled and shimmied her backside, which looked very enticing under the business skirt. Crouching down on the floor in proper photographer style, I shot a couple of up-angles, then said, “Ok, Pamela, let’s see what you’ve got under there! I want you to… very slowly, lift the hem of your skirt, until I tell you to stop.”

Pam reached down and grasped the hem of her skirt and gently slid it up her nylon-encased legs. I snapped away as her shapely thighs came into view, and she finally exposed stocking tops.

“Oh, wow, fantastic, you’re wearing hold-ups!” I exclaimed. “Lovely, that’s dead sexy, hold it like that please.” Click, click, click. Then I took the liberty of running my hand over the soft, naked flesh above the stocking, and felt Pam respond to my touch. I then ran my hand over the sheer nylon all the way up her leg from her calf, and Pam sighed under her breath. I could feel my cock starting to swell.

“Ok, brilliant, can you lower your skirt back down for me?” I was having no difficulty playing this photographer role, and hoped she was enjoying hers as a model.

I positioned the camera under her skirt, pointing upwards and clicked off a couple of flash shots. I quickly reviewed the pictures of her thighs and knicker gusset, then said, “That’s lovely, spread your legs a bit more for me please.” Click, click.

These were better — lovely clear shots of her stockings, thighs, the curve of her arse and her pussy outlined against the thin white material of her knickers. I could even see the beginnings of a damp patch. Nice.

“Ok, Pamela, you’re doing absolutely great! Now I want you to bend forwards. Lean on the coffee table if you like.” I took her ankle, to persuade her to spread her legs, as far as the skirt would allow.

“Oh yeah, look at that arse! Really nice! Now let’s get some shots of your bum.” I ran my hand over each cheek in turn, slightly hampered by having to hold the camera in my other hand.

I gathered her skirt and steadily pushed it up her legs, until I was able to ruck it up round her waist, so it stayed put. What a glorious sight! The charcoal grey of her stockings, with a darker band round the tops, contrasted delightfully with the pale flesh of her upper thighs.

Pam was wearing a beautiful pair of white French-cut knickers, made from a satiny material, with a lace edging. The cut shaped up toward her hips, showing off her bottom perfectly.

I grasped the material and bunched it in the middle, so the thin material disappeared into the crack of her arse, leaving her twin globes on perfect display. Click, click. I snapped off shot after shot, then used my fingers to pry her cheeks apart. I could just make out the edge of her brown anal ring and a few pussy hairs peeping round the edge of the gusset. Click, click. A couple of lovely close-ups.

I beckoned Mandy to come nearer and film what I could see. When she was close enough to film every detail, I pulled Pam’s knickers to one side, exposing her anus and some of her vaginal slit. I put my camera down for a moment and slid my finger all the way from her puckered anus, down between her pussy lips. She was deliciously wet; her juices lubricated my finger as I slid it back and forth and dipped a finger into her pussy hole. Pam moaned softly.

With my finger still inside her, I managed to hold the camera and snap off a couple of lovely close-ups of my finger in between her glistening pussy lips. I continued working my finger in and out of Pam’s tight, moist cunt hole; she responded by starting to work her hips, slowly gyrating them against my contact. Pam was clearly getting well worked up, and so was I. I had to slip my finger out of her and re-arrange my uncomfortably swollen cock in my chinos.

“Ok,” I announced, “That will do for that pose. Pamela let’s get you sitting in that chair over there,” I proposed.

Pam, looking a little flustered, straightened herself up and her skirt fell back down. Once she was standing, I had an idea.

“Pamela, before you sit down, let’s have a proper look at those lovely puppies of yours. Can you pull your bra down, so we can see them?”

Pam tried to release her boobs from the confines of her bra, without success, so she slipped the straps off her shoulders. She was then able to pull down the front and tip her hefty boobs out of their lacy prison. She stood there, in her business skirt, her posh blouse undone, her breasts spilled out. She made quite a sight, and I snapped away with my little camera.

“Wow, you look seriously hot! A proper MILF,” I said, as she continually changed her pose for the camera, first crossing her arms to push her boobs up, then using both hands to tweak her big nipples. I was avidly taking photos. Medium shots, close-ups, the lot. I wasn’t just saying it, she did look fucking hot, and I was longing to feel my cock inside her again. All the while, from behind me, Mandy was busy capturing a video version of the whole scene.

“I think we need to lose that skirt, Pamela,” I suggested, almost pleadingly. “I know you’ll look fab in just the stockings.”

She had no hesitation complying, as she unzipped the garment and let it slip to the floor, leaving her dressed in just her stockings and French knickers, with her breasts poking out erotically between the folds of her blouse. I hoped Mandy captured that. I was beginning to feel quite desperate to fuck Pam, but also wanted help fulfil her fantasy, so decided to keep the game going for a bit longer.

With Mandy to my side, conscientiously filming everything, I leaned forward and took one of Pam’s lovely nipples into my mouth, sucking hard on it and rolling it between my tongue and roof of my mouth. Pam sighed and held the back of my head, urging me closer. The heady scent of her perfume almost overwhelmed me. I managed to blindly snap off a couple of shots, hoping they would capture the moment. Releasing that nipple, which had now swelled hard, I repeated my suckling on her other breast. Pam was now groaning audibly, and I could imagine the juice pooling in the gusset of her knickers.

I took Pam’s hand and led her over to the armchair. After getting her to sit down, I fussed with her blouse and bra, to get them looking just right. Her big breasts jutted out proudly, her nipples still beautifully erect. I made sure I brushed my hands across them as I adjusted her clothing, in the pretence of getting her to look just right.

“Now, Pamela, what I’d like you to do, is slide forward a bit and spread your legs. Let’s get some nice shots of your knickers,” I instructed.

Pam did as she was asked and shimmied forward on the chair. She not only parted her legs, but hooked one over the arm, which opened her legs wide. Oh, what a sight she made! The gusset of her white knickers was in full view, with a dark patch where her juices had clearly soaked through the thin material. The soft flesh of her creamy white thighs looked tantalising in contrast to the dark tops of her stockings. I just stood there for a few moments, taking in the sight in front of me. My cock was now hard beyond belief; I could feel the precum oozing from it and I had to fight the urge to release my engorged penis from my clothing and offer it to her warm mouth.

I snapped a whole series of photos, trying to capture something of the tantalising sight in front of me.

“What I’d like you to do now, Pamela, is pull your knickers up tight, please,” I urged her. Pam got the idea immediately, and grasped the top of them, then gently pulled them upward, so the material tightened into her pussy. The effect was wickedly erotic, showing her pussy lips in a clearly defined camel toe, her wispy pubic hair showing around either side. I got in really close for some really detailed photos. Click, click.

“Oh, wow, that looks amazing!” I commented, sighing under my breath. I really wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep my hands off her.

“Ok Pamela, what we want to see now, is you playing with that lovely pussy of yours! Put your hand inside your knickers and give it a lovely feel,” I urged her.

Pam needed no second bidding. She slid her hand down inside her knickers. As she moved her hand down, the wet material parted from its place between her lips, and I was afforded a wonderful view of her fingers working up and down her slit, then clearly dipping into her wet hole. Her other hand was around her breast, rolling and tweaking her proud nipple.

After snapping off a whole series of stills, I moved aside and beckoned Mandy to come and video the sensual scene in close-up. “Get some shots of her face as well, please!” I directed her. Pam’s face was a picture. Full of lust, her lips plumped, her eyes with a dreamy look, and she was gently biting her bottom lip, as she swirled her fingers over her clit.

Mandy bent over and moved the camera to within a foot or so of Pam’s pussy, capturing the scene in a beautifully detailed close-up shot. I left her to it for a moment and positioned myself behind her. I ran my hand up the back of her skirt and squeezed her bum, before ploughing my middle finger along her pussy slit. She was soaking wet. Mandy gasped when I drilled my finger straight into her sopping pussy hole. I managed to position the camera, so I could get a couple of shots of what I was doing to her.

I pulled my finger out and raised it to my nose, inhaling the intoxicating odour of her woman heat. Sucking it into my mouth, I licked off her delicious juice. Then I had an idea. I worked my finger back into Mandy’s lovely pussy, covering it in her wetness, before drawing it back out again. I leaned over to Pam and brushed my finger against her lips. She inhaled for a moment, then took my finger into her warm mouth and lasciviously licked off my wife’s juices. ‘Mmm, she seems to like the taste of pussy juice,’ I thought to myself, and started wondering if I might be able to persuade these two to do a bit more together…

I took Mandy’s hips and rubbed my cock up and down the crack of her pert little bottom. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “I’m going to have to get these trousers off. They’re getting really uncomfortable! Keep filming Pam.”

It took me barely seconds to unbutton my trousers and whip them off. It was a huge relief to release my cock from the confines of my clothing, and it sprang out into the cool air. My shirt followed a moment later, and I was comfortably naked. In that moment, driven by lust, I was compelled to make a change from the plan.

“Press pause for a moment, Mandy,” I said. She pressed a button on the camera. Standing behind her, and taking her hips, I steered her round, so that we were both at right angles to Pam. I wanted her to have a full view of what was going to happen next.

I lifted Mandy’s skirt and gently pushed her into a bending position with her legs spread, so I could get her skirt to stay up round her waist. Checking that Pam was watching, I took the camcorder from Mandy, pressed record, then started to film, as I ran my dripping cock up and down, between her peachy buttocks. A moment later, I slid my cock between her legs and nudged the head into her tight, wet hole.

I kept the camera focused on my cock, as it went in and out of her wonderfully moist channel, shiny with the moisture of her juices, as I withdrew each time. Pam was clearly very turned on at the sight of me reaming my cock into Mandy’s tight little cunt, as her fingers were working her pussy more urgently, flying round and round over her clit. I cut the shot across to Pam’s fingers, as they worked away inside her knickers.

I had no intention of cumming inside Mandy. I wanted to save that for Pam, who was obviously getting very close to her first orgasm of the night. So, I continued, a slow, steady pumping movement in and out of Mandy’s lovely pussy. She was getting wetter by the minute and was clearly enjoying this bit of exhibitionism.

Suddenly, Pam cried out and twisted in the chair, clamping her legs around her hand, as her body spasmed and writhed as her climax overcame her. Mandy sighed as I gently eased my throbbing cock out of her slippery hole, before handy her the camcorder.

“Film this,” I said. I stepped round beside Pam, who was starting to recover slightly. I turned her head and pressed the tip of my cock against her lips. She instinctively opened her mouth, and my cock slid inside. Pam sucked and licked it for all she was worth, and must have tasted my wife’s juices on it, something which couldn’t have escaped Mandy, who was busy filming, as Pam bounced her head up and down on my iron-hard penis. My mind was racing, as I tried to contrive a way to get Pam to lick Mandy’s pussy, or maybe the other way round!

I had to stop Pam, before I got too close. I wanted to fill her lovely cunt, not her mouth, so I reluctantly pulled my cock away and stepped back a bit.

“Ok, Pamela, you’re doing fantastic! We’ve got some great shots, but now I want you to take your knickers off, so we can see your pussy properly,” I said.

Pam lifted her bottom and slid the scrap of fabric down her stocking-clad legs. She then resumed her position, with one leg draped over the arm of the chair. Her pussy was wide open, with her inner lips swollen and protruding. I only just remembered to click off a number of shots, capturing the memorable scene.

“Oh Pamela, that looks so very erotic,” I said, as she drew her middle finger up and down her slit, gathering moisture from her cunt hole, before rubbing it over her clit.

“There’s one more thing I’d like you to do, please. Show us your clit. Pull your lips apart, so we can really see,” I urged her.

Mandy got into a good position to film Pam’s hand as it worked between her legs. Pam used two fingers to pull herself open, then used a finger on her other hand to stretch up the skin at the top of her slit. Her swollen clitoris popped into view, and Pam gently rubbed it with the pad of her finger. I was transfixed as I watched this middle-aged woman displaying herself so wantonly.

I snapped a few more photos, then padded over to the bag we’d brought over. I retrieved the little bullet vibrator. It was attached to the control unit by a few feet of wire. I went back to Mandy and took the camcorder off her, then handed her the toy.

“Darling, use this on Pam please,” I whispered to her. “You know she’ll love it!”

Mandy nodded, smiled, and moved closer to Pam. She had shown no reluctance in agreeing to my request, but I was still trying to fathom how to persuade them, hopefully into some full-on girl-girl action. Mandy had never shown any bisexual tendencies, and Pam clearly had no experience with another woman, so I had to progress things slowly.

Mandy positioned the little cylinder against Pam’s clit and rotated the dial on the controller to a slow speed setting. The little toy buzzed into life and Pam gasped out loud. Mandy gently worked the toy around her clit, using the rounded end of the cylinder on her most sensitive spot. Mandy had used this toy dozens of times before, so would have known very well, the effects it would be having on Pam, who was starting to gyrate her hips against it.

I was thoroughly enjoying filming Pam being pleasured by Mandy. It would certainly be enjoyable to watch the replay of this!

After a minute, Mandy turned the control up a bit, and the toy buzzed faster. Pam held Mandy’s wrist, to help guide where she wanted it, and how firmly. Her breaths were becoming fast and shallow, interspersed with little moans and groans as the toy worked its magic. Then Mandy pulled Pam’s pussy lips apart, fully exposing her clit to the sensations from the little bullet.

A moment later, Pam gave a guttural moan, her chest heaved, and she cried out, “Oh, fuck, I’m coming!” She went rigid for a second, then suddenly, a jet of liquid shot out of her pussy, nearly hitting my camera. Pam pushed Mandy’s hand away, then mauled her own tits as the whole strength of her orgasm hit her. Liquid was still trickling out of her pussy, soaking into the upholstery under her.

I switched the camcorder off, while Pam took some time to recover. She was looking a little dishevelled, with her bra still round her midriff and her blouse soaked in sweat. Mandy sat down on the arm of the chair, and gently fondled her breast.

“Was that good?” she asked Pam, with a grin.

Pam’s voice was shaky. “Just a bit,” she said. “I never knew I could come that hard.” Then she put her hand between her legs and felt the chair fabric, which had a large, dark stain on it.

“Oh crikey, I think I’d better go and get a cloth, before that soaks right in.” With that, she struggled to her feet and went off to the kitchen.

I grinned at Mandy and held her hand. “That was unbelievably erotic, you know. It really turned me on, watching you make her come like that.”

“Mmm, it’s been fun tonight. I can’t wait to see the finished video… it will be a real turn-on to watch all that again!” she replied.

“It’s not over yet,” I said, pointing to my cock, which was still almost fully erect. “In fact, I’ve had an idea. Would you go and find a duvet, and bring it down? We can spread it out on the floor — it would save Pam’s carpet — and the risk of carpet burns!” I added, with a chuckle.

At that moment, Pam had come into the room and said, “Mandy, that’s a good idea, take the one off the bed in the spare room.”

Pam had removed her bra and blouse, and was now completely naked, except for those lovely hold-up stockings. I loved the look of her legs in those, all smooth and sexy. She knelt down and started scrubbing away at the chair and dabbed the carpet where here fluids had wetted it.

She turned to me and joked, “Sex is very messy, isn’t it?”

With her bent over like that, I couldn’t resist worming a finger into her pussy, and pressed the pad of my thumb against her anus, which elicited a low moan from her. Just then, Mandy came back, carrying a roll of bedding.

“I see you two have got started again,” she said with a laugh.

“Just keeping Pam on the boil,” I replied innocently, with a grin.

Mandy moved the coffee table to one side and spread the quilt out. “I feel a bit over-dressed,” she said. And with that, she whipped off her top and removed her skirt, then sat down on the quilt, completely naked.

“So, what have you got in mind next, Alan?” she asked.

“Well,” I started. “I thought it would be lovely if I were to lay on my back, then Pam could get astride me and feed my cock into her. Which means you could sit on my face, and I could lick that lovely little pussy of yours. And you’d be able to watch my cock going in and out of her. Then maybe we can change places.”

I took my finger out of Pam’s pussy and licked it clean, before presenting my cock to her mouth, so she could give it a quick suck, to get it back to full strength. After fucking her face for a minute, I laid down on the quilt, making sure that the cameras were within reach.

“Mandy, come here please darling. I want you to hold my cock and steer it into Pam’s pussy, while I film. Pam, come over here and kneel over me,” I said, for all the world as if I were directing a porn film.

I picked up the camcorder and started to record as Pam stood beside me. She did as I’d asked her, and swung a stockinged leg over me, and knelt over me, facing away in a reverse cowgirl position. I loved the sensual feeling as her sexy nylon stockings slid against my legs. Mandy grasped my stiff cock and smeared a drop of my precum over the head. Pam lowered herself until my cock was in contact with her slippery pussy lips, then Mandy moved it back and forth a little, till I was lined up with Pam’s wet cunt hole. She held onto it as Pam eased her hips down, forcing my meat into her tight, but deliciously wet hole. Mandy withdrew her hand, and a moment later, I was completely embedded in Pam’s willing cunt.

There are few things quite as satisfying, as being guided into the woman you currently want, by the woman you love. Happily, I was able to film the whole thing, and briefly wondered how many times I’d watch that video again. Pam started a slow up and down movement, only stopping when my cock was right at the entrance, to sink back down again and grind her hips on me.

Mandy shuffled round and positioned herself over my face, looking towards Pam. She carefully lowered herself down onto my face, with her pussy lined up perfectly with my mouth. There was one problem — I could no longer see what I was filming! I gave her a tap and handed her the camcorder. Maybe she would get some footage of me slurping away at her pussy as well!

I put my hands on Mandy’s thighs and held her close to me, I worked my tongue up and down her wet slit, into her pussy hole and over her clit. Mandy was wet with slippery juice and as I sucked on her inner lips, more juice ran out of her, into my mouth. As I did so, she wiggled her hips around, grinding her pussy into my face. At the same time, I was getting the most delightful sensations as Pam slid her tight, wet cunt up and down my shaft, which seemed to be enhanced by me not being able to see! Because of the position Mandy was in, it was easy to venture a little further back, and run my tongue over her puckered hole. She made no objection, and I was encouraged to press harder, and she groaned as I forced the tip of my tongue into her tight little hole.

Pam was riding me hard, rising up and down, faster and faster. Every time I was fully inside her, she rocked her hips back and forth, which made the head of my cock grind against her cervix. Her pussy lips were gaping open; it felt like they were starting to envelope my balls as well. I was pushing up to meet her downstrokes, and we soon had a perfect rhythm going. Then I felt Pam’s hand fondling my balls, gently squeezing them as she fucked me.

Mandy was gyrating on my face, rubbing her pussy and arse all over me. She was luxuriously wet, and I was struggling to breathe, so had to turn my face slightly, to catch the odd lungful of air. I reached up and squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples.

Pam’s efforts were becoming more urgent by the second. Her juices were flowing, and I could sense she was close. Then at that moment, several things happened, all at once. Pam was nearly at the top of her stroke, when suddenly, her cunt muscles contracted viciously and spat my cock out; I had just started thrusting upward, and my cock missed her hole and banged, quite painfully, into her pubic bone. And then a great gush of hot fluid sprayed all over my cock and balls, flowed over my stomach and down my sides, before soaking into the quilt under us. Pam squealed loudly. I cried out, and we all froze for a second, with Pam hovering a few inches above me.

Both Pam and Mandy rolled off me. Pam flopped onto the quilt beside me and stuttered, “I’m so sorry… I don’t know what happened there! Did I hurt you? Look at you, you’re absolutely soaked!”

“It’s alright Pam,” I said. “I think I do know what’s happened. You’ve just squirted. A female ejaculation. And you don’t have to apologise — that was incredibly erotic!

“Mandy, did you happen to video that?”

“I think so. But I was getting kind of worked up myself, so it might be a bit shaky,” she replied.

We all lay there panting for a while, while we caught our breath. That little incident had caused a bit of an interruption to our fun. Pam touched the quilt and then said, “This is sopping wet. I think we’d better take it up before it soaks through to the carpet.

“Tell you what, let’s go up to one of the bedrooms. It would be more comfortable, anyway.”

I couldn’t really disagree. The quilt only provided thin padding, and with the two women on top of me, I was starting to ache a bit. So, we clambered off the quilt, which Pam rolled up and took to the utility room.

Mandy and I had a quick kiss and gently fondled my cock. “Is he alright? She asked, a bit concerned.

I laughed. “Yeah, he’s fine. Just a bit of a shock!”

I checked the cameras and saw the batteries were getting low, so I quickly replaced them.

Pam came back into the room, carrying a tray with three large glasses of white wine, the condensation already starting to form on them. We thanked her and gratefully took a glass.

Looking up and down her sexy body, naked except for her stockings, she made quite a sight, standing there holding the tray. I couldn’t resist snapping off a few stills of her standing there.

“I think more waitresses should dress like that. What a delightful vision!” I said, grinning. Mandy laughed and Pam smiled. I dipped my finger into the ice-cold wine and brushed it across Pam’s nipple, which crinkled to hardness instantly. I leaned in and sucked it off, and Pam took a sharp intake of breath. I then did the same thing to one of Mandy’s nipples and gave her bum cheek a fond squeeze.

She then returned the compliment, by dripping cold wine onto my cock, and then licking it off. Within moments, it was rock-hard again, and Mandy appreciatively stroked it up and down.

“I haven’t come yet tonight,” I pointed out. “And I could really do with some relief!”

“Ah hem!” said Mandy, making a pretend pout-face. “Nor have I. I got very close, but not quite there. So, I need some attention too!”

We finished our drinks in short time and Pam suggested we go upstairs.

We gathered up the cameras and Mandy’s toy, then headed for the stairs, Pam leading the way, me behind her and Mandy after me. I had the distinct pleasure of watching Pam’s curvy bottom sway from side to side as she went up the stairs and couldn’t help admiring her shapely legs in the sheer stockings. Very nice. I again vowed to myself, to never be judgemental about people again. You never know what goes on behind closed doors.

Pam led us into a spare bedroom, the centrepiece being a comfortable-looking king size bed. I pointed to the acorn-shaped finials on each bed post and commented, “They could be handy for tying things to!”

Mandy laughed. “Maybe another time. Right now, I want that lovely cock inside me.”

Pam spoke. “Honestly, both of you… I feel completely satisfied, so I’m really happy just to watch while you two have fun, maybe just join in a little.”

“Why don’t you work the camera and video it?” I asked.

“Sounds like a great idea,” she replied, so I quickly showed her how to switch it on and record.

With that, we all clambered onto the bed. I was keen to get the party started again, so I laid beside Mandy, and after giving her a passionate kiss, I moved my mouth down to her breasts and suckled on her nipples. I then slid my hand between her legs and slipped my finger between her folds, rubbing over her clit and easing it in and out of her pussy.

At the same time, Mandy was stroking my cock up and down; soon I was achingly hard again and needed to be inside her.

“How shall we do this?” she asked.

“I’ve an idea, so Pam can film better,” I said. “Make spoons.”

Mandy understood and turned on her side, her bottom toward me, then lifted her leg to give me access. She steered my cock into her warm, moist pussy and sighed as it slid right in. Pam was kneeling to the side of us, intent on working the camcorder.

I held on to Mandy, and rolled onto my back, taking her with me, so she was lying with her back on my chest, with my cock still buried inside her. Although this position tended to limit movement, and didn’t allow really deep penetration, I knew it would give Pam a completely unrestricted view of my cock and Mandy’s pussy, as I slid in and out of her. My head was comfortably propped on the double pillows, and because Mandy was so petite, she was no weight on me.