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It's about half eight and dark now, only a slight glow from the occasional street light. I don't know the area so just park up and send a text "I'm nearly here, are you sure?". After only about thirty seconds comes the reply "yes but very nervous, door unlocked camera on the hallway table".
I can't see the house numbers from the car so get out and walk down the road, 38, 36, 34. It must be the next one, my heart is beating fast, I have never done anything like this before either. I have been talking to them for a couple of weeks, mid 40s couple, married for a few years, and kids at uni. They were looking to spice things up a bit, but not sure if they wanted to physically play with someone else yet.
I walked up the path, number 32, this is it. I placed my hand on the handle and pushed it down, the door opened and I stepped in shutting it behind me. On the table was a digital camera as they said it would be. I picked it up and went down to hallway. On the right I could see the living room door was open. Inside I could make out with the flicker of candle light an empty bottle of wine and some beer bottles on the coffee table. Some clothes strewn across the sofa and floor.
I carried on to the foot of the stairs, I could hear muffled talking from upstairs, on the third step a pair of boxer shorts. I went up the stairs passing a pair of black silky knickers and matching bra on my way.
I had reached the landing, now doubts had started to enter my head, I had been married for a long time, to the only woman I had ever had sex with, the only woman I had ever seen naked. But this had been a fantasy of mine for a very long time, she understood and encouraged me to go through with it. It was now or never. It was agreed beforehand that we were not going to speak, I was going to be sort of invisible to them, so they could pretend I wasn't there. I turned on the camera and turned the door knob, the door started to open.
The room was fairly large, a double bed central to one wall, but plenty of room around the bed, to the left I could see it had an ensuite. Paul was sat on the edge of the bed, eyes closed head slightly back, Sara knelt on the carpet in front of him, head moving up and down slowly. They were both completely naked. I made my way into the room and positioned myself behind Sara, lining up my first shot, my first step into voyeurism. I pressed the button and the camera let out a loud shutter sound, the one you usually turn off. We all jumped a bit at the sound, all three of us instantly knowing our fantasies had become a reality. Paul opened his eyes, looked at me, smiled and closed them again. Sara who had frozen at the sound of the first shutter slowly lowered her head on Paul's cock.
The nervousness had gone now, replaced with excitement. I took a couple more pictures from where I was standing then moved to the side of them. I could clearly see Sara's lips wrapped around Paul now, he was about seven inches, not very thick but I could see he had a large helmet when Sarah reached the top, using her tongue to flick the very end. I took a few more pictures from the side, of her giving him head, some close up and some full length.
I could hear Paul was close to coming by the change in his breathing, getting faster, almost panting, Sara knew this as well so sat back on her heels a bit put her hand around his cock bent it down slightly and aimed it at her open mouth, I got some great pictures of her wanking him to completion, his cum shooting into her mouth, some hitting her lips and running onto her chin. She turned to the camera, licked her lips the used one finger to scrape the remaining cum into her mouth. She leant forward to the camera mouth open, so I took a couple of pictures of her swirling the cum around her mouth, she closed her lips and swallowed. Showing the camera her empty mouth.
Paul got up an went into the ensuite, leaving Sara kneeling on the floor. She stood up in front of me looking a bit shy, but it was the first time I had seen another naked woman in the flesh. She had shoulder length brown hair tied back in a ponytail. Her boobs were about average size and hung down slightly, nothing to be ashamed of. She had a couple of old tattoos, the sort all the rage in the nineties, Chinese symbols. Here pussy, shaved clean, her lips slightly protruding from her slit clearly wet. I took a couple of pictures of her just stood there. She got onto the bed and shuffled her bum up further so her knees were still over the edge toes just touching the floor. I stood directly in front of her and started taking more photos. She opened her legs and traced her hand down her body, the other cradling her boob, slightly pinching her nipple. Her hand reached her pussy, gently rubbing it up and down with her hand flat, her middle finger then going deeper into her slit. I moved in closer, kneeling at the foot of the bed.
My shoulder just touched the inner thigh, she jumped slightly but just opened her legs further.
She carried on playing with herself, I could smell her juices, almost taste it on the air. She plunged one finger then two into her pussy, pulling them in and out, her juices soaking her fingers, she moved her other hand down and parted her lips, giving me the first shot of her clit, partially covered by the hood. She started circling it with her index finger, sending little shivers down her legs. I hear the flush go on the toilet and move back, away from the bed. Paul comes out from the bathroom, still semi hard.
He kneels in front of his wife, admiring the show she is putting on. Two fingers moving in and out of her soaking pussy and the other hand working on her clit. I position myself slightly to the side of them so I can take some pictures of the action. Paul starts kissing the inside of Sara's thigh, gradually moving up, kissing all the way up. Sara removes her fingers from inside herself just as Paul reaches the top. It is hard to get a good shot now so I sit on the edge of the bed, looking down her body, seeing his tongue licking up and down her slit and darting in and out of her pussy, all the time gently rubbing her own clit. This went on for about five minutes, hopefully I got some good shots. Sara's breathing became faster and she started rubbing faster, I could tell she was about to cum. I turned the camera to her face, just in time to capture her face, full orgasm, biting her bottom lip, eyes clenched shut. Letting out a deep moan as she came.
I got up from the bed as Paul stood up, his lips wet with Sara's juices. His cock was standing to attention. Sara shuffled back up the bed and Paul joined her. Her knees raised from the bed, slightly parted. He placed both his hands on her knees, opening them with little resistance. He moved up closer, the tip of his cock just touching her wet lips. He took his cock in his hand and gently started to rub it up and down her slit putting gentle pressure on her clit each time he reached the top. He then moved his hips slightly forwards the tip pushing into her. She let out a little moan as he pushed deeper into her, not stopping until he was fully in.
Paul leant forward taking one of Sara's nipples into his mouth, gently kissing it, taking the nipple between his teeth and pulling it up slightly. When he let it go she let out a little whimper. She was obviously enjoying it so he did the same to the other nipple. He moved up further, moving the hair from the side of her neck with his hand. She turned her head slightly away from his and he started gently kissing her neck in the curve between her ear and shoulder blade. This was obviously having the desired effect on her and she started rocking her hips backwards and forwards on Paul's cock.
Paul pushed up onto his arms, Sara raised her arms above her shoulders and they entwined fingers. He started to thrust slowly at first, then faster. They settled into a rhythm together, Sara tilting her hips upwards every time Paul thrust forward making sure he rubbed her clit with every stroke. I moved around the bed getting photos from all positions, then moved to the foot of the bed. I could clearly see Paul's cock sliding in and out of Sara effortlessly. She was so wet her cum was running down her bum, leaving a wet patch on the bed.
Paul said "I'm nearly there, I can't hold on much longer" Sara said "so am I, just a little bit longer " Paul carried on for a bit longer, both of them moaning with pure pleasure. Sara wrapped her legs around Paul, pulling him deeper into her, putting more pressure on her clit. Pauls bum cheeks tightened as he started to cum deed inside of Sara. This tipped her over the edge as a massive orgasm ripped through her body, her legs shaking uncontrollably as they let go of their grip and fell to the bed. They just lied there for a bit, Paul collapsed onto Sara, the final twitches of their orgasms gradually subsiding.
Paul slowly withdrew his cock from Sara, her lips clinging onto him as he withdrew. He moved off the bed towards the ensuite. Sara just lay there, exhausted, cum running out of her pussy. She sat up, shuffled off the bed, put her hands either side of my hips, leant forward and whispered in my ear "Thank you". As she withdrew planting a gentle kiss on my cheek. She then turned away and and headed towards the ensuite. I managed to get a last couple of shots as she walked away, cum catching the light running down the inside of her leg. She goes in and I hear the shower being turned on.
That was my cue to leave. I left the bedroom and gently closed the door. Made my way downstairs and placed the camera on the hallway table where I had found it. Opened the front door flicking the night catch on as I left. The cold night air hitting me in the face, bringing me back to reality. I couldn't believe that had just happened, it was better than I had ever expected, when you fantasise you don't think about every little noise or even the smell of sex. I had a massive smile on my face as I walked back to my car and an even bigger bulge in my trousers.
The end
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