He’d always wanted to record his wife having sex on camera. For Mike, that was the best possible fantasy he could imagine short of shouting to the world, “Watch My Wife Having Sex!” Chelsea is about to be introduced to Mike’s secret desire to share his wife with his best friend, and she finds out that sex is even better when someone’s holding the camera. A husband, a wife, a friend and camera sex—that’s the recipe for a delicious erotic short!Warning: This ebook contains very graphic descriptions of sexual activity including wife sharing, sex on camera, initially reluctant sex, oral sex, and semen swallowing. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by explicit depictions of sexual acts between consenting adults.Here is a preview:Dinner was as glorious as she imagined it would be and they laughed and talked all through the meal. Chelsea thought nothing had ever felt more perfect in all her life.Then, Mike stood up, patting his stomach, which was as lean and toned as could be, but which he was pretending was now stuffed. “Well, that was astounding. Is my lady ready to go?”Chelsea stood up and took his hand, her heart beating as fast as it had on their first date. “She is.”They left the restaurant and drove for an hour to a beautiful little bed and breakfast. When Mike got out of the car and walked around to open her door, she noted how peaceful everything seemed. “Yeah,” he took her arm and escorted her to the door, “I may have arranged for us to have the place to ourselves for tonight.”She looked over at him, stunned. What in the world? “Has a rich uncle died or something?”He chuckled as he pulled a key from his wallet and opened the door onto a quaint little sitting room. “Well, something. Something.” His voice trailed away as his arms wrapped around her and he kissed her softly on the lips. “Come on, our room assignment is on the door.”They had fun walking down the hallway and reading the different names on the doors. The Oriole. The Mockingbird. The Blue Jay. They saw their name on the room marked The Cardinal. Mike mumbled something about that being an appropriate name.“What?” She looked at him quizzically. “I said, get in here my ravishing beauty.” He pulled her inside and slammed the door.They had been making out for about a half hour when the knock came on the door. Chelsea jumped and instinctively tried to cover herself, now that she was only in her panties. Mike gave her a strange look and jumped up to get the door. There was a quick muffled conversation and then Mike let someone in.Chelsea was shocked to see it was Mike’s friend, Kyle. She grabbed the blankets around her more tightly. “Is there something, um, wrong? Do you need something Kyle?” She kept looking back and forth between the two, trying to figure out what was going on.Mike Sat by her on the bed. “Nothing’s wrong, sweetheart, everything’s right.” He leaned into her and gave her a deep kiss and, for a moment, she forgot that Kyle was even there. Then, she felt another person settle on the bed on the other side and she felt hands on her shoulders. She pulled away from Mike and turned to see Kyle completely naked and kneeling behind her on the bed. She turned back to ask Mike what the hell was going on, but he was gone from her side. She looked around the room, panicked.“Don’t worry, Chelsea, you’re gonna love every minute. Now, come here.” He pulled her back to lie on the bed, the sheet slipping down to her waist and her breasts full and firm, settling like two perfect hills. Her breathing was rapid and her eyes were still darting everywhere as he leaned over her, his muscled chest pressing down on her breasts and kissed her.
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