New Friends and Lovers – Chapter Two
(MF, MFMF, exhib, voy, mast, oral)
A few days later I got another email with Vince's idea. He explained how they had always fantasized about someone shooting them during their lovemaking. The problem was Fiona was just too shy to consider it. She was painfully shy in public, which was surprising given their exhibitionist hobby. On top of that she thought that adding a third person was borderline swinging and that was something she wouldn't have. Even though they posted such explicit pictures of themselves, public exposure, even with close friends just wasn't possible.
Vince's idea was to bring her to a secluded spot he had picked out and to have me hide nearby to shoot a kind of voyeur series. Fiona wouldn't be aware of the setup and Vince wouldn't be sure where I was hidden either. He sent me a map indicating the exact location so I could go there in advance and figure out angles, lighting and cover. He said that they would approach by boat, anchor and come ashore by dingy around four o'clock.
I let Gina in on the plan and she thought it was great. She did say though that we'd better look out for when Fiona was told. If she's as shy as Vince says, the whole thing could go very south, very fast. With Vince's info in hand we set out for the location to check things out and make plans. Vince had done his research well—the spot was perfect as we wandered the immediate area. He had picked a secluded part of a huge new public waterfront conservation. It was still pretty empty because of its size and the fact that the public hadn't discovered it yet. I was thinking that Gina and I would have to come back and scout out some new spots for our own shoots.
I had Gina stand in the little sheltered clearing that Vince had marked with an 'X' on the map. Then I took up a position behind a small dune lined with bushes. This seemed an ideal spot to start because the dune was just high enough for me to crawl behind and adjust my view by almost forty-five degrees. The light at four o'clock was perfect and would be off to the side until about six. After six it would in the foreground and I if I were still shooting, I would need a new location. There was another dune a few feet away that would put the sun to my right again but getting to it might expose me. I made a mental note of that.
With all my scheming and planning I had lost sight of Gina. She had stripped down and was now standing stark naked in Vince's spot.
Noticing my startled look she shouted out to me, “About time Sherlock! I was starting to think I was losing my touch or that maybe the prospect of shooting the lovely Fiona had you all distracted now.”
“Not to worry,” I shouted back, “it would take a lot more than that to distract me from that bod hon.”
But that wasn't the whole truth. I was becoming a strongly attached to Fiona although I knew nothing would ever come of it. I turned the camera on and began shooting Gina from all the different angles that I was planning to use with Vince and Fiona. Gina lay down on the sand, bent her legs and then spread them wide and started rub her clit. She slipped a couple of fingers into her wet pussy. From twenty-five feet way I could just barely hear the squishing sounds her fingers made or maybe I was just being wishful.
Satisfied that I had tested every angle, I picked up my camera bag and walked down to her. I was still shooting as I approached. As she lay there rubbing and writhing and I put down my bag and camera. I undid my belt and pants sliding them to the ground with my boxers. Gina quickly rose to her knees and grabbed my cock. She started to suck the head hard and fast while pumping the shaft with her hand. Her other hand was grabbing my ass cheek roughly clenching and pulling me toward her. I guess we can skip the foreplay I thought to myself as I removed my shirt and stepped out of my clothes on the ground.
Gently laying Gina back on the sand I got on top of her and effortlessly slid into her warm dripping pussy. Boy, she was wet. There would be no low and slow riding today—it was straight into fast ramming and deep penetration. She moaned, lifting her legs up high and backward. I rammed her hard until I came with a mind-numbing burst that actually hurt.
Suddenly, I was distracted by the sound of voices nearby. While Gina and I were fans of public nudity we also knew some people would it inappropriate, even illegal. We both jumped for our clothes but just a bit too late.
The next sound we heard was a loud, “OH MY GOD!” Then there was loud giggling.
Scrambling to get dressed I stood up with my pants in my hand. I saw three young girls staring at me. They seemed frozen as they stared at my crotch and continued to giggle. My cock resumed its former hardness as I enjoyed being studied by my young voyeurs. Like young gazelles, they bolted and ran away.
As they did, one of them looked back over her shoulder and yelled, “SORRY!”
Straightening out our clothes we both had a good laugh over the little interruption and set out for home. When we arrived I sent an email to Vince telling him all systems we a go for the shoot. I related to him how Gina and I had scoped out the site and taken a few test shots, which were attached. I also mentioned that we had baptized the spot for good luck. His reply came back quickly that he would be thinking of me getting Gina's juices running as he fucked Fiona on the same spot.
Finally the day arrived for the clandestine shoot. I set out for the site in the early afternoon leaving plenty of time to arrive before Vince and Fiona. Settling in at around 3:30, I checked out my equipment behind the dune. I had rented a 400mm telephoto lens for the occasion. I was itching to try it out and I hoped I could zoom in to her clit from behind the dune. The thought of doing that made my dick hard and uncomfortable in my jeans. I changed into a pair of loose swim trunks. I was ready to go when four o'clock came and went.
At twenty past four I was beginning to get nervous and disappointed but I decided to stick it out until five. I didn't have to wait much longer though because I soon saw a boat approaching. I immediately started shooting pictures—I wanted to get the whole story from the beginning. I could see Vince at the helm and Fiona standing at the bow wearing a skimpy bikini. As the boat drew near to shore I heard the splash of the anchor and I could see Vince pulling in a dingy that he had in tow. The two climbed aboard and Vince rowed them ashore. All the while I took pictures thanking myself for renting the super zoom.
After landing, they both walked up to the clearing carrying a basket and other stuff. Fiona grabbed a blanket and spread it out in almost exactly the spot Vince had marked. Then she knelt and took out a bottle of wine from the basket. She opened it and filled a couple of glasses. As she did this Vince was busy setting up his camera on a tripod to take some remote controlled shots of their fun.
With everything in place Vince lay down on the blanket next to Fiona and I started to take shots in earnest. I had lots of memory cards with me so I was going to shoot as many shots as I needed to guarantee a good result. Even though I had a little bit of high ground it still wasn't the best angle and I crawled another ten feet over to give myself a better view.
Emerging again I took a few more shots. I could see them just lying there talking and sipping their wine. I used this pause to take a better look at them both through the lense. They both seemed somehow smaller than I thought but it was difficult to tell for sure being so far away. He was early middle aged and had very good muscle tone with no extra body fat. I had never seen his face before and he had the look of someone who liked to laugh with flashing eyes and a well-groomed handlebar moustache. Fiona was Fiona, pound for pound one of the sexiest woman I had ever seen. What blew me away was how much more beautiful she was in person—it seemed impossible. She wasn't wearing her wig and that also turned me on.
Pretty soon the occasional kiss became longer, deeper and more frequent and with my trusty lens I was able to zoom in close and catch the emotion and occasional tongue action. I was getting warm just watching. Soon Vince stood and undressed. I got a great three quarter profile of his impressive shaft sticking out and up a little. Fiona was quick to her knees just like Gina had been days before. She pounced on his waiting cock. As she did he leaned forward and pulled the strings to her top freeing her large silky mounds as they dropped and bounced ever so softly.
They were now in a different position and I needed to crawl back to my first location for better shots. Once again I emerged, capturing every juicy detail of Fiona's blowjob. Her body moved and swayed as Vince caressed her hair. He grabbed her head at the sides and face fucked her.
This continued for some time until Vince crouched to his knees. He helped her to lie back on the blanket and I laughed to myself. He had lined her up so that her spread legs and pussy were facing right at the dune and me. How the hell did he know I was there? Then he pulled the remaining strings on her bikini bottom and tossed it aside. I zoomed in and tried for that clit shot but the lens couldn't get in that far. I could still see the sopping wetness of her swollen pussy lips. I got every detail of Vince finger fucking her and massaging her vagina. She bucked and moaned louder and louder. At times she would lift her ass a foot off the ground and quake.
Finally he rolled on top of her driving his cock home and Fiona made a really sexy growling sound as he slid his full length in. I wanted to see more. I wanted to see that great big hunk of meat push its way in between her legs. I just couldn't see it from my current position. Once again I crawled to a better vantage point and caught a good profile of the two as Vince pounded Fiona's pussy. Fiona raised her legs and held a bent knee in each hand. She pulled them back arching her pelvis upwards—the perfect angle for Vince's pile driver. At last I was getting good shots of his cock as it slid in and out of her. The sun pierced through the trees and made patterns of light on their sweat soaked skin.
It was a beautiful picture and I momentarily lost sight of my goal. A screaming orgasm from Fiona brought me quickly back to the path. I looked around nervously to see if anyone was about and thankfully we were still alone. It started to look like they were winding down. Then Vince pulled out. He came around on his knees beside Fiona and I could only guess what he was doing, her face was now blocked.
I couldn't go back to my first position because the sun had moved. Seeing my chance I darted as quietly as I could over to the other dune. Once again I had a great view of Vince on his knees. Fiona was on her side, propped up on one arm. She was getting another face fucking. Vince's head leaned back as a look of agony distorted his face. Fiona was taking it all like a good soldier only spilling a little stream that drooled along her cheek. It dripped in a thin ribbon to the blanket and thanks to my lens, I got it all. She drew her head back and continued to stroke his cock until it began to soften.
She pushed herself up and walked around looking for her bikini. I had to stop shooting and take cover. When her search brought her closer to me, Vince called her back pointing to the location of her suit. She took a box of wet naps from the basket and after offering a few to Vince took some for herself. She cleaned herself up before putting her suit on. Vince said something to her as he tapped his watch and soon they were packed up and walking back to the boat.
I waited until the boat was long gone before I emerged from behind the dune. I strolled back to the rest of my gear. Boy, was I horny, I mean really horny. Sure this wasn't my first rodeo, Gina and I did plenty of photo shoots of our friends fooling around, but this was different. All the planning and intrigue plus the tension and fear of being caught—it all combined for a really sex-charged experience. I dropped my trunks and sat back down on the warm sand. I began to review my shots as I stroked my cock. I was very happy with the results and in no time I was spewing cum on the sand. Relieved, I packed up and headed for home.
When I returned, Gina was waiting at the door and asked me how it went. I told her to hold on for a few minutes and she could see for herself. She squealed excitedly as we both headed for the den and the computer. After downloading over 350 shots, I set the software to review mode and began to sift through every frame. I was very pleased with what I was seeing. The majority of the shots were well framed, focused and well lit. There would be minimal need for retouching.
We moved from shot to shot and watched the action grow more and more intense. Gina said she felt like a voyeur peeping in at a very private moment. It was extremely erotic and we were both getting more and more turned on as the images scrolled by. Gina was wearing a tee shirt with panties while I was still fully dressed with my rock hard cock straining at my zipper. I told Gina to wait while I went to the washroom. When I returned all I had on was a smile. We continued to watch the show and Gina caught sight of Vince's magnificent cock.
She let out a spontaneous “OOoo! That's a nice one. Are we going to get to know these folks any better?” She smiled coyly.
“Yeah, I know,” I said, “that is some serious man meat. Would you like to get involved with them? I mean, didn't we kind of walk away from all of that? But then, down in your heart, you're probably dying to try that cock out, aren't you?” I continued.
Gina looked back at me in surprise, “You're right,” she said, “it really does turn me on, just like the incredible Fiona turns you on. I guess we're even.”
That caught me by surprise. I thought I did such a good job of hiding it from her. I kept silent.
“Don't be concerned,” she continued, “I don't think either of us will be acting on our little fantasies anytime soon. But he really does have a beautiful big cock, bigger than Wil's and I really do love working on that one.”
“And I loved watching you do it as well. Every time,” I admitted.
“I'm not sure how I'd feel watching him stuff all that meat inside you though,” I added. “He might just spoil you for me.”
“Whoa, enough!” She shot back. “Who said anything about that? I'd love to see that cock up close and definitely suck the life out of it. But I really don't want to cross that line. We haven't up to now and I'm still not interested.”
“Besides you'd never have to worry,” she said consolingly, “the way you give head is so mind blowing, I'm sure you could give Vince a run for his money.”
We continued reviewing the shots and soon Gina's underwear was on the floor and her fingers softly, almost idly stroked her sex. Slowly she ran her fingers up and down her wet labia stopping now and then to tease her clit. She was becoming a serious distraction to the show. I had begun a slow massage to the tip of my cock and we both watched the sensual show unroll.
Finally I couldn't take it any more. I stood and grabbed Gina by the shoulders and I aimed my dick at her mouth. Without hesitation she opened up and let me in to her warm wet opening as she began to suck and bob her head. I grabbed both sides of her head and face fucked her faster and faster until I could feel the familiar sensation building in my testicles. I pounded her mouth and began to cum from way down in my feet. It was an epic explosion and Gina just kept swallowing and swallowing. She jerked my cock as she sucked the head and swallowed more. I began to wobble backward toward my chair and she stopped me. She looked up into my eyes and wagged her index finger.
“Uh-uh buckaroo, it's my turn and make it good, you've got me super horny and I want multiples.”
When it comes to oral sex, I've never needed an invitation. It's my favourite part of sex and it's always been that way. The first time I smelled and tasted a woman's sex as a young lad I was hooked. Then when I experienced the joy I could bring to a woman I knew I had to learn everything I could about pleasuring pussy.
Luckily, I had an excellent tutor in our next-door neighbour where I grew up. All through my early teens this middle aged widow delighted in teaching me. I learned every aspect of what made a woman cum. I was a very eager student. I could never seem to get enough of her beautiful delicious pussy. Often she would have to stop me after numerous orgasms because she just couldn't handle any more. I owe a great deal to her.
Meanwhile Gina was in dire need of multiple O's and I was delighted to assist her. I maneuvered her to the couch and lay her down. I crawled up in between her legs. I kissed and licked her inner thighs every inch of the way. Then I buried my face in her juicy cunt. Her lips were soaked and swollen and her clit was peeking out from under its little hood. I licked her outer lips thoroughly moving in to address her tasty and soft inner lips. I love running my tongue in the crease between the two, it's a wonderful slippery sensation.
I inserted two fingers up and behind her pelvic bone and massaged her G-spot. All the while my tongue curled around her clit as I began to suck on it gently like a tiny candy. After a few minutes of this, Gina showed signs of an impending orgasm and I wanted her to have a nice one but not a really big one just yet. I massaged the walls of her love passage while I continued teasing her clit. She came quickly and I could feel the small spasms in her pussy.
I slowed down, and left her clit alone while it became less sensitive.
I lifted her legs up with both hands and began to tongue her ass. She didn't care for ass play but she always like having it licked. She became more vocal again and I let down her legs once more to gain access to her pussy. Again I inserted two fingers and this time I knew her G-spot would be flushed with fresh blood--prime for a nice big orgasm.
This time Gina moved her hips gently in sync with the way I rubbed her spot. I renewed my attention to her clit and her excitement tripled. I slowed down again to help her calm down. When she relaxed a bit I resumed the treatment driving her back up the wall again as slowly as I could.
I repeated the process twice more until she screamed, “FUCK YOU, YOU BASTARD!... STOP IT AND LET ME CUM, GODAMNIT!”
So I increased the pressure and speed and this time I sent her flying right over the top. She screamed so loud I was sure the neighbours heard. She arched her back and raised her pelvis up high as I supported her ass with my hands. In another moment she collapsed whining and gasping for air.
As she relaxed and gathered herself I slowly finger fucked her making sure to keep clear of her now hyper sensitive clit. After a while I put both hands under her ass and raised her up to my mouth. I began to lick her gently once more, still taking care to avoid her love bud.
Now she was spent but I wasn't. My cock had once again come to full alert and I slid up on top of her and effortlessly slid my cock deep into her sopping wet pussy. Slowly, ever so slowly I slipped the full length in and then out, in, then out, savouring every inch of contact, in, then out. Gina was a bit of a sexual athlete. Over time she gained amazing control over the muscles in her vagina. She could contract the walls of her pussy very tightly and even do a ripple effect that was like a tiny hand jerking me off inside her. Her wetness and warmth, her frequent muscle contractions were ecstasy.
Once again I could feel the coming eruption. I didn't want to speed up but I did start to thrust harder and as deep as I could. I tried to stretch out the feelings for as long as possible but soon there was no more holding back. Once again my cock began to spurt stream after slippery hot stream of cum into her. Once again she bucked like a wild animal and moaned as she experienced yet another orgasm. I collapsed beside her and we both just lay there smiling and catching our breath.
We were both spent and we decided to go to bed and finish with the pictures in the morning. I sent off an email to Vince and told him that the mission was a complete success. I said I would write more in the morning. I attached several of the best shots and explained that there were far too many to send electronically. I suggested we meet sometime soon to transfer the files by disk.
The next morning I sat at my computer. As expected there was mail from Vince. He was excited that we had succeeded and he couldn't wait for us to get together. He suggested that we meet at his boat the following weekend. We could all finally meet in person and perhaps make a day of it. When I proposed the idea to Gina though, she seemed a little reluctant. She wasn't sure if she was ready. I told her that the idea was just to meet and transfer the pictures, nothing more. With that in mind she agreed and I sent a message back to Vince asking for directions. Things were indeed getting exciting.
