Dani's New Movie
Copyright© 2026 by robertl
Chapter 20
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 20 - Dani's studio wants her for another movie
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Wife Watching Light Bond Exhibitionism
Monday, October 11th, 2021, Kennewick, Washington
Dani had told me to have my phone ready this evening, ready for what, she hadn’t said, but I had a pretty good idea, “Have your phone ready,” was all she said. I wasn’t sure that I could do it, my libido was on fire ... and Jenny coming over!
Those last couple hours in the store had been torturous; thankfully, it hadn’t been busy
I’d invited Rich too, but the hospital ... It’s always something at the hospital.
I’d just invested in a new TV in the living room, a 115-inch giant, the friggin thing is over eight feet wide, but it’ll show sooo much.
The call came at seven-eighteen. I pressed the green button and that huge screen came to life with Dani and her boyfriend, Brandon Lucas, life-sized, perfect.
Dani ... God, she looked so fucking hot ... that outfit ... fuck! A crop top, she’d called something similar before, but never one quite like THAT! It showed every bit of her cleavage and barely covered her boobs. And that skirt ... fuck!
I squirmed, alone on my couch, my dick pressing so friggin’ hard against its prison. I wished that they made a phone that would impart scents as well as voice and picture, I could only imagine Dani’s perfume ... or maybe her soaked pussy
They were dancing, Dani’s arms wrapped around his neck, staring up at him, a look of lust ... and then that kiss ... filling the screen, it started like a mere gentle ocean wave. There was no gradual deepening, and within about half a nanosecond, it had grown to a volcanic eruption. It was how I’d been imagining mine and Dani’s first homecoming kiss.
I’d never seen Dani react quite like it, not even that time in my dream, that first time with Alan Ryder, nor her ‘real’ first time with him ... nothing like the instant lust I’d just seen.
God, my heart was pounding, I doubled over on the couch ... and it had barely begun!
Someone had Dani’s phone, the ‘whoever’ was zooming in ... fuck ... fuck, fuck, fuck!
Their faces filled the hundred-fifteen-inches, lips ... tongues ... I groaned. My Dani...!
I was on the couch, curled up, my eyes glued to the screen, their lips molded to each other. I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind ... only starting, they hadn’t even moved to a private room!
It was only a moment later when Dani said she needed to go upstairs. Krista, her name’s Krista, Dani said, the girl with the phone
She’d given it back to Dani, she switched it to selfie and gave me a good picture of her front, that top, God ... so fucking sexy!
They went up to his room, I’d watched as the guy fondled my wife in the elevator, how she’d reacted, like she was starved for him, pressing herself to him.
My hand was inside my pants squeezing my dick. Well, squeezing the cage, my dick couldn’t feel a thing, except how it was trapped and not a fucking thing I could do about it.
I’d watched the two of them before, only a week after she’d left home. Now, it had been two fucking months of torment. I wanted my wife! It was tearing me apart, the wanting!
Brandon fucking Lucas started pushing my wife’s top up, the girl with the phone getting every desperate emotion on Dani’s gorgeous face, God, how she moaned every time he touched her.
I heard our front door open and close, Jenny, just as he’d pushed my wife’s top up over her tits. Her nipples were so swollen.
“Looks like I got here just in time, Good thing I cut my exercise class a little short,” Jenny said.
I glanced up at her, she was still dressed in her gym clothes, some I hadn’t seen before, a tight spandex top and sweatpants that looked more like a second skin.
I looked back at the screen, seeing that he’d just pushed Dani’s top up her outstretched arms and over her head. I groaned, glancing back at Jenny, who was slithering out of her sweatpants, her top a tightly stretched teddy underneath, high on her hips, very high.
My mouth gaped open and she did a little pirouette, turning around. The back was totally bare except a few straps. She sat down beside me and pressed herself to me, “I know it won’t compete, but it’s the best I had,” Jenny said, placing my hand on the inside of her thigh.
“Watch your wife,” Jenny told me, and my eyes went back to Dani, whose nipple was currently covering the screen, being licked and sucked by Brandon Lucas’ lips.
“Later, I’ll want you to do the same to me,” Jenny whispered in my ear, “She’s making me really horny. I’ll go one step further, whatever he does to her, you can do to me on our little trip.”
Fuck ... Jenny!
He was sliding Dani’s skirt down from her perfectly curved hips, drawing my eyes back to the screen as her skirt fell to the floor, leaving her wearing only ... Oh God, her panties, the kind she’s always hated, ‘Why do women wear those things?’ she’s always asked.
But now, it was what she was wearing, practically nothing had been under her skirt, hardly more than a string and such a tiny bit of covering. And her tattoos, I’ve gotten glimpses, never the look as now. They’re ... so ... fucking ... sexy!
And the expression on Dani’s face, the camera-girl switched back and forth between him pushing those panties down, his lips on her pussy, and her expressive face, the pleasure shown on it.
Dani was standing, naked, her breasts heaving, nipples swollen, Brandon Lucas fully clothed, his eyes taking her in, his hands feeling her, much as ... Jenny had placed my hands on her body, “Push it off my arms,” Jenny told me, “I want ... feel me ... everywhere, like he’s doing to your wife, make her insanely jealous, show her how a real man treats his lover.”
I started slipping Jenny’s leotard off her shoulders, my gaze traveling back and forth between Jenny and Dani, who was watching Brandon Lucas’ lips on my wife.
My body was shaking, watching two women, undressing Jenny. I knelt as he was doing right that instant, and pushed Jenny’s legs apart, watching, tasting Jenny’s nectar, listening to her moans, along with Dani’s, driving me insane with lust, pressing my tongue inside Jenny, needing it to be my cock.
Brandon Lucas stood, taking off his clothes, Dani watching him, her eyes taking in his strong body, and I tore my eyes away from the screen, concentrating on my mouth and my tongue inside Jenny. There would be no fucking tonight, and it was going to kill me, I was certain. Jenny had made clear she hadn’t brought the key to my cage.
Dani declined putting down the privacy screen, “Let ‘em watch,” she said. MY Dani would never have left it up. Even ours in our private backyard, naked was always in total dark, all lights off. Then she, not Brandon Lucas, but Dani, had flipped on the light switch, flooding the hot tub in light, outlining her naked body.
I guess that, now a stripper, her ‘modesty factor’ is a little different. God, that seems fucking weird to imagine, Daniella, my wife – a stripper!
Jenny sat and pulled me up with her, kissing me, her tongue in my mouth, “I’ve gotten to love the taste of pussy in Richard’s mouth, my pussy,” she said, licking my lips with her tongue before her full-on onslaught of my mouth.
“We’ll need a room with a hot tub,” Jenny told me, “they look so romantic, don’t you think?”
Dani’s naked body leaned back against Brandon Lucas, his hands exploring her naked body, tracing the butterfly between her breasts, wandering to the side, circling her nipple, kissing the back of her neck, yeah, ‘romantic’, the camera girl catching every nuance ... and it was killing me!
Then she tipped her head back and they kissed ... and Jenny kissed me, softly at first, her lips like the sweetest honey, one eye watching Dani turning around and slowly taking him in her mouth ... Oh God ... my wife!
“The girl with Dani’s phone is very good,” Jenny whispered, her tongue flicking out to my lips, “I think ... I know an excellent videographer, she’s taken lots of my dance videos. Maybe ... I can hire her for our trip ... film it, edit it ... everything.”
I nodded, I liked it, something to send Dani. It wouldn’t be live like how we were seeing Dani right now, but still ... professionally done, fantastic idea, our own in-house sex video.
But now, it was obvious that Dani was getting agitated, the look on her face, her moans, wailing, how she was doubling over, her hands between her legs...
She told him they had to go back inside, he picked her up, carrying her, their lips interlocked. He laid my Daniella on his bed, and she asked for ... her makeup bag...?
He retrieved it, back in about a second, she dumped it, her hands shaking, and ... the phone zoomed in on the tube in her hand ... anal lube...?
What the fuck!?
I watched in horror, half in rapt fascination as my wife of thirty years, mother of our two kids, high school math and science teacher, let herself be fucked in the ass. ‘Let’ isn’t even the right word, she’d come prepared, the lube.
I know it was an irrational thought, but I wondered what the camera girl, she has a name, Krista, I remembered, what was she thinking, being there, taking closeups of Dani’s face ... interspersed with the ‘action ... Brandon Lucas’ dick slowly disappearing inside Dani’s ass? Dani’s wails, her begging him to go slow, the pain showing on her face, slowly changing to something else...
Even Jenny was sitting there, her mouth open in shock, and I remembered what she’d said only moments ago, ‘Whatever he does to her... ‘ Seriously?
Never once, not a single time in our thirty years, never in the last year with everything that had happened, NEVER had we gone there, not even in discussion.
“She told me about the thing in her pussy, called it a Vagiblok,” Jenny told me...
The guy was fully inside Dani, fucking her, Krista getting it all like she was a professional porn photographer, and the way Dani was moaning, you could tell that she was enjoying the hell out of what was happening to her.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she screeched over and over, her pitch growing in intensity, until she screamed ... and screamed, her body curling up, her hands going between her legs to her pussy ... and it was over, Dani’s body shuddering, sweat pouring off her ... and my video call ended.
I sat, still staring at the TV, hardly believing what I’d just seen – Daniella, fucked in her ass! And she’d fucking liked it!
God, how my dick was pressing against its cage!
Jenny lay back on the couch, “My tits need some attention after that,” she said, giving me a tug toward her. I accommodated, biting gently on one of her nipples, thinking back to when I awoke from my coma, a year-and-a-half ago, how I’d vowed to myself NEVER to mention to anyone the dream I’d had about Jenny, the two of us making love with Dani watching that night. God, how our lives have changed since then!
“Oh yes, that feels so good,” Jenny moaned as she arched her back, and I sucked her tit in my mouth, her fingers intertwined in my hair, pulling.
I switched to her other tit, sucking only her nipple, and she moaned anew. “Ohh, I hate to, but...” and she pulled away, “I’m going to let Richard finish this when he gets home,” she told me as she began pulling her leotard back on.
“Oh, I started to mention Dani’s chastity thing she has in her pussy, I’m sure that was why she did the ... other...”
Yeah, the ... other, I wondered if Jenny remembered what she’d said, ‘Whatever he does to her, you can do to me... ‘
“Has she told you about the chastity thing in her pussy?”
I shook my head, “Uhh, no.”
“I didn’t think she had, it’s this titanium rod thing inside her that prevents her...” and Jenny went on, explaining what Dani had done to herself, the chastity, the not letting herself come ... since August...? Fuck!
“But ... why?” I asked her, “it doesn’t make sense to me.”
She glanced down, reached out, and pressed her hand against my dick’s cage. “Why?” was her answer to my question. “You’ll have to ask her why, she didn’t have an answer for me when I asked, but my question is why did you? Is it so much different for a woman?”
“I hope Richard isn’t too late tonight,” Jenny said as she put her shoes back on, “you and Dani have left me a very needy girl, and I don’t intend to practice chastity tonight. After tonight, though, until Yakima, I think it’s safe to say that we’ll both be ready and on edge.”
I lay on my ... our bed, alone, for at least the thousandth night, at least it seemed, daydreaming what it will be like when Dani comes home ... Jenny in Yakima ... what I’d just seen...
Tuesday, morning October 12, 2021
There was an intruder in my apartment when I got home, Katie sitting at my dining table, drinking a steaming cup of hot coffee, she loves her coffee. “Well, did you?”
I sat down on the opposite side of the table, not answering her. But the blush in my face, the growing remembrance of what I’d done...
Her smile grew, “You did, didn’t you ... and you liked it!”
My ass was still sore, she reminded me ... I gave her the slightest nod and smile, and started to giggle, feeling like a young girl telling her best friend about her first nasty.
“You seeing him again tonight?” Katie asked me.
I nodded, trying to stifle the giggles. “Uhuh ... and so are you, you’re coming this time, after the club.”
Katie’s grin grew, “Ooh, he gets fantasy number one? I like it!”
I started giggling again, remembering Katie and her ‘men’s fantasies’: Number two – fuck me in the ass – check, done; now number one – fuck both of us. Except, I think it’ll be more like fuck Katie while Tara watches, and I started to squirm in my chair, thinking about it, that ‘feeling’ rapidly starting to consume me all over again.
“So ... details, girl, how’d you do it?”
I closed my eyes, trying to banish the vision from my brain, the vision of ... oh God, this wasn’t working, it’s been so long since...
I jumped up and ran to the bathroom. Thankfully, our tap water is icy cold. How in this hot climate, I have no idea, but it is, and I splashed it on my face, bringing my temperature down maybe a degree or two. Three. More. Weeks!
“I ... we ... were in the hot tub, there’s one on his deck ... naked. I wasn’t going to, had told myself over and over ‘No’, but ... sort of lost control when I had his dick in my mouth, and drug him back inside to his bed. He got the lube ... fingered me...” Oh fuck, it was starting again, every nerve in my body on fire ... building...
“He ... we ... were spooning, my back to him, and...” My body started shaking, I couldn’t fucking do this! “The shower, have to get in the shower.”
“He fucked me in the ass, and I loved it...” I screamed as I ran to the bathroom a second time, my hands shaking as I turned on the cold water and frantically ripped off what little clothes I was wearing.
I was just climbing in the cold shower when I heard Katie in the other room, “I’m going home to get ready,” she yelled, “don’t forget we have LeAndra (our physical trainer) in an hour.”
Fuck, I didn’t think I could, but I would, I knew.
The shower helped, I was shivering for a different reason when I climbed out a couple minutes later, feeling refreshed, like maybe, just maybe I could survive the day.
I hurriedly dressed in my gym clothes, wishing that I had something not quite so revealing to wear. I owned virtually nothing that wasn’t sexy. This outfit wasn’t necessarily revealing, but it was skin tight, top and bottom. I didn’t even have a sports bra to put on underneath the top. I vowed to go shopping my first chance, at someplace other than Victoria’s Secret or Lover’s.
Maybe the Salvation Army, remembering those ugly underthings I’d had to buy, NOT!
Then I emotionally readied myself to call my husband, Robert. With the three-hour time difference, he’d probably still be at home getting ready for work. My fingers were shaking when I dialed ... last night...
His phone rang, once ... twice... “Hi,” he breathlessly said, like he’d just run a marathon to get to his phone.
“You still at home?” I asked him
“Uhuh, leaving in about a half-hour.”
“You saw ... last night?”
“I did, you were ... surprising, I didn’t expect that.”
“I think there’s a lot you’ll be surprised at, I’m different, I feel different.” I swallowed, my mouth suddenly dry, “I’m different now ... I think I’m who I’ve always been, just never admitted it to myself. I’m so much more conscious of being a woman than I have ever been. I wear sexy things, I mean VERY sexy things, and I like it. I like men ... and women looking at me, wanting me. I like putting the sexy clothes on, they feel good on me ... and I especially like taking them off again, being sexy ... in front of people, men ... or women taking my clothes off, their hands and lips all over my naked body, getting them naked and making out ... having lovers ... Tara,” I took a breath, “likes coming out to play.” The little speech I’d been practicing, trying to perfect, waiting for the right time.
“I guess ... I’m now the woman who I had no idea that I wanted to be.”
Silence, all I heard was silence from my husband.
“I guess one thing is that you have a boyfriend now,” he finally spoke.
“Uhuh, I’m spending tonight with him too, you told me I was a single girl, I am ... and I like it ... here, not when I get home.”
Silence. I heard the fear in my husband’s silence. Yet ... I’m going to be honest. “Sweetheart, I still love you, that hasn’t changed, I’ll be your wife, maybe not quite the same, but still your wife, and it’s what I want. I will always love you more than life itself. But ... boyfriend...? I hope so, I like him ... a lot, and he lives just over the hill from us. Yes, I’ll want to see him.”
“Are you ... in love with him?”
I wanted to run and hide, it’s a question I’ve been avoiding, came so close to telling Brandon last night. “I ... Honey ... not like I love you, but ... yes, I’m falling for him. Even if I WAS single, for real I mean, maybe I look younger but there’s still a twenty-six-year age difference. I’d never do that to him. So ... I guess you’re going to be stuck with this old lady, even if she does want to vamp it up a bit ... and have a little extra fun as Tara while I’m out here in the wilderness.”
He chuckled, “Yeah, I’ll bet your math kids will love you ‘vamping’ when you start with them again.”