Chapter 5

It was 9:00 on Saturday morning and I had just picked up Mary for our weekly shoot. As was now usual, she was basically on fire. Her countenance was open and vibrant while she absolutely exuded energy. She looked like some kind of celestial being brought down to earth. Beyond that, she was obviously aroused, her erect nipples were valiantly attempting to burst through her shirt.

We were still fairly new to the whole process but the plan was clear when we entered Amy’s bedroom. The halter top and way-too-short mini-skirt on the bed caused Mary to grin at me.

“My costume for the day?” She was already reaching for the two small items of clothing. The top was royal blue while the skirt was black.

“Yup. You know the drill. I’ll be downstairs. It’s the free teaser video so only one finish needed.”

“Wait, I had a thought” Mary said. “After last week I think there’s a way we can make the videos a little better if you can control yourself.”

“Huh?”

“You’re going to sit on a towel like we did last week but you will be on a chair behind where the camera is set up. I know people are going to see the video but last week when I could see you and watch you watching me it made it somehow better.”

I was incredibly articulate that morning and could only squeak out, “ok.”

“Remember though, you’re in the room with the mic. You need to be silent.” Now she was directing me.

I just gulped and nodded. While Mary went into the bathroom to change, I went back to my bedroom to undress, grab a towel, and a chair. Back in Amy’s room she was ready to go. I set myself behind the camera and sat with the towel still around my waist.

Mary briefly wet her lips with her tongue and stated, “I’ll start once you open your towel. Remember, silence and no cumming!”

I jerkily nodded my head. Mary was the one who was going to be on video and yet here I was getting naked. It was something of a turn about but my erection wouldn’t let me lie about how aroused I was by the situation. I just knew I would have to keep my arms on the armrests of the chair to comply with her instructions.

She smiled at me when I opened the towel and then between one breath and the next playful, teasing Mary was replaced with performing Mary. I’m not sure how she did it but all of a sudden, I was in the bedroom with a lioness. She slowly stalked around the outside of the bed which, in my mind, was swiftly becoming a trademark of hers. The muscles in her legs flexed and relaxed as if she were in stiletto heels though her feet were bare. The swish of her hips raised and lowered each delectable ass cheek in sultry counterpoint as she moved.

Her halter top tied behind her neck and across her back like a string bikini and I ached to reach out and gently pull the bows and completely expose that wonderous expanse. When she reached the side of the bed she slid into position with the same grace as her previous videos but somehow brimming with power. It may have been watching in person but this performance was much more visceral than the recordings I edited.

Mary’s hands moved across her body. She wasted no time teasing herself and moved quickly to the main event. One graceful leg remained extended down to her pointed toes. The other bent at the hip and knee leaving her legs shaped like a figure 4. The short skirt spread and gave the illusion that one could see all the way up to heaven if only the lighting were a tiny bit brighter.

The symphony of sounds emitting from deep in Mary’s chest were incredible. Breathy moans followed shorter chirps and deep, contented, sighs. The fingers on one hand pinched and pulled at her engorged nipples and heaving breasts. It seemed as if she would pull her top off in her exuberance and expose the incredible sight of her bare breasts to the camera but it didn’t happen.

Mary’s eyes never left mine and while I knew she was performing for the camera I also knew she was performing for me. I felt myself close to losing control and did my best to take a few deep but silent breaths. Mary’s other hand flashed back and forth between her legs. The whole picture was the most sensual and erotic image I could imagine. As her performance moved along, I noticed that I could almost see her fingers between her legs. Flashes of light reflected from what must have been a copious amount of lubrication drenching her fingers.

It was both too long and not long enough for my taste when she finished. Her vocalizations rose to a crescendo while her legs snapped together, trapping her hand over her center. Her legs then gracefully, powerfully, and seemingly uncontrollably rose towards her chest. With the short skirt it was clear that she wasn’t wearing any underwear but Mary’s hand was perfectly placed to prevent anything new from actually showing.

When she relaxed and her legs returned to the bed her eyes which had closed with her climax opened and just about stunned me. The depth of desire was palpable, maybe from her blue eyes instead of the computer adjusted hazel, but I was petrified by her gaze.

I expected us to transition to my bedroom to watch the recording but instead Mary said “come here” while pointing to the other side of Amy’s bed. In a daze I followed her instructions and was soon laying on my side facing Mary. My erection was pointing directly at her navel and was as solid as a flag-pole.

Without saying anything to me she reached behind herself and untied the halter. First from her neck and then the middle of her back. The flimsy garment fell to the bed, once again exposing her glorious breasts. They were still red in spots from where her hand had been mauling them which made them look swollen and tender.

Her eyes held mine as she lifted her hips off the bed and smoothly slid the skirt down her legs before kicking it off to the side. She kept her legs together and then rolled towards me until we were face to face.

“Watch me” she breathed and I could feel her breath on my face. Like her video when she was laying on her side, her upper leg rose with her knee pointed at the ceiling and I knew if I looked down her body, I would be able to see everything but her eyes held me captive. With my peripheral vision I could see one hand on her breasts and almost see the other on her sex but I was lost in those deep blue eyes.

“Watch me” Mary breathed and flicked her eyes down my body to my straining erection. This freed me from my frozen state and let me start tracing my eyes down Mary’s body. I had seen her exposed breasts before but they were still fascinating. Her hand grasped and pulled at the tender flesh. Erect nipples were surrounded by crinkled areola that I longed to run my tongue over even though I had no experience with such. My attention was held there for long seconds until a new sound reached my ears.

The sound was wet and while not sloshing was similar. My astounded gaze moved down past taut tummy to find that Mary had trimmed some and shaved other areas of her pubic hair. A short section of golden curls covered her mons while her outer lips were bare and glistening. I had never seen someone’s pussy in person before but, like all things Mary, I couldn’t imagine any more attractive.

She was also vigorously positioning her ring middle and ring fingers in and out of herself while the heel of her palm pressed against her clitoris creating the sounds that had attracted my attention. It must have been a coincidence but as soon as my attention fell upon those fingers Mary orgasmed again. It must have been strong as I could see her fingers being compressed by her obvious contractions. As she calmed down, I felt and increasing need for my own release and began moving my hand to join Mary in masturbating.

“No” Mary shook her head, “watch me.” Her voice was commanding this time and I returned my arm to my side. I was still held captive by Mary but this time by all of her. I inspected her expressive face and did my best to caress the rest of her body with my eyes as well. Her third orgasm of the morning wasn’t long in arriving and the whole experience caused me to erupt without any direct tactile stimulation.

I had been pointed directly at Mary’s navel this whole time and my spend splattered all over her upper abdomen and the underside of her breasts. This seemed to further enflame Mary and she seemed to slide immediately into another orgasm. As I began to come down, I felt bad for making a mess all over Mary. I remembered the rules from last week and moved to get off the bed and bring the towel over before leaving the room but Mary stopped me again.

“Stay” she breathed on my face, “watch me.” The next hour or so were the best of my life to that point. I stayed there, lying on my side, watching Mary masturbate while she watched me watching her. Part way through my erection returned and this time she didn’t stop me when I reached down to touch myself. It wasn’t long before I made a mess all over Mary for the second time. She didn’t slow down at all until I orgasmed for the third time. I didn’t have much of anything left in me but it still triggered what must have been Mary’s tenth or eleventh climax. She finally slowed to a stop and rolled onto her back.

It was almost like waking from a dream as I gathered myself and all I could think of to say was, “wow.”

Mary agreed with a soft, “yeah.”

After a moment I rolled off the bed and retrieved my towel so Mary could wipe off the semen I left on her. When I returned to the bed Mary surprised me again, saying, “I’m too exhausted to wipe it off, you do it.”

I had to take a big gulp of air. I had seen just about all of Mary but I had never really touched her. I was quite apprehensive and didn’t want to overstep but I had literally covered her torso. She must have sensed my anxiety as she turned her head to regard me with gentle eyes and said, “go ahead, it’s ok.”

I felt like I was going to pass out but did my best to clean her off in broad firm strokes. I don’t think I spent extra time clearing off her breasts but that first touch, even through a towel, was seared into my brain. When I was done, I took the towel to the hamper in the bathroom. I turned around and Mary was right there in the bathroom with me to my surprise.

“I’m going to take a shower” she said. I nodded and stepped out of her way.

While she was showering, I cleaned up Amy’s bedroom as best I could. I had to remove the cover of her duvet as I had made quite a mess on it and I took it to the laundry room to start a wash once Mary was done showering. It wasn’t until I was back in my bedroom and Mary had come out of the shower that I realized that I had failed to get dressed.

“I see this is the uniform of the day” she said as she sat beside me at my computer also without a stitch on.

“Um. I somehow didn’t think about it.” I ran my eyes over her luscious bare skin once more. “We can get dressed.”

She gently put her hand on my shoulder somehow keeping me in my seat and replied, “no need, this is fine. Let’s watch the video.”

I nodded and managed to pull my eyes back to the monitor. Her performance was every bit as hot as it had been to see it live but wasn’t quite the same. I didn’t know if it was the adjusted hair, eyes, and skin tone or the fact that it was a video but there was a difference.

When I was done checking and editing the video Mary was still there and looked pleased. I was somewhat surprised that she had stayed while I worked instead of getting dressed and heading down to do her homework but she was still sat there with me.

It was a bit early but I was hungry so I offered, “lunch?”

“Yeah, I’m starving” was her reply.

“Should we get dressed?”

Mary looked torn and after a bit sounded disappointed when she said, “I guess we should.”

We did get dressed and, after lunch, worked on schoolwork at the dining room table. We didn’t talk about our mutual masturbation session after her performance but it was at the forefront of my thoughts. On the drive to take her home she let me know that she would be “out of commission” probably starting on Monday and would restart her “homework” once that ended.

Back at home I had to rush to make sure Amy’s room was reset before my parents came home. I checked the stats on Intimate Moments and really started to realize that Mary was going to be able to pay for college wherever she wanted to go, that and more. I wondered where she would choose to go as I drifted off to sleep that night.