Chapter 21: Head Games

Her bush was as thick and black as I remembered and she pushed down her panties to reveal it in all its hairy abundance. "If you like bald pussies like the ones on little girls I could shave it, Ted. Just like your little slut did. Maybe I'll get someone to shave it tonight, if my real lover likes hairless ones." She spread her legs apart and arched her hips forward and once again she zoomed in on her body.

"Now, my dear, cheating husband... it's time for you to see what you've been missing over all the years. And here's the man who taught me." With that, Irene stepped aside so that the camera was focused on only me. Then she shut off the floodlights and the camera and, picking her dress up from the floor, she covered her nakedness and sat down beside me.

"Oh Joe... oh God... hanh," she sobbed and she buried her face against my shoulder. "I don't know if I can carry through with it?" Then her word dissolved into sobs and she clung to me like I was a safety rope.

I should have felt sorry for her and I guess I did but... sorriness was overwhelmed by a different emotion, lust. Irene had been the classic 'nice girl'. Until I fucked her. She wasn't the only 'nice girl who had responded that way but Irene had managed to be uninhibited while being shy and guilt-ridden all at the same time. Having sex with her was like having her for the first time over and over again except that she became more and more skillful. She didn't have tits like I went for but, even though she was no longer young, the thought of having her again was overwhelmingly appealing.

"It's OK darling... you don't have to do anything you don't want to." I took her chin in my hand, tilted her face up to mine and kissed her wet cheeks before settling my mouth over her soft, sweet lips.

"Hanh... anh... Joe... you're so wonderful. Maybe we can just pretend? I'll do everything... video and all... but... mmmmm."

I knew she was as horny as I and as I caressed her nakedness and she hugged me I wondered how long I was going to last when I got in her. But Irene wasn't exactly naïve. Her hands were working their way under my sweats and... well, that's the next chapter.

I think that tears may have still been flowing from Irene's eyes but I know that saliva was flowing in her mouth. We were in the tongue-tangling midst of a very wet kiss and her hand had made its way under my sweats and was warmly grasping my rigid manhood.

"Oh God Joe... I've wanted you... tell me you wanted me, too... even if it's not true."

"Yes Irene... oohhh yesss... sometimes I've pretended it was you I was with... but it was never the same." And I was being somewhat truthful.

"I want him to know... to be sure... I want us to be on film, Joe. It's you. You make me... like... when you made love to me the first time... you make me want to be wicked... a slut." And then she was turning on the camera again, letting her dress drop to the floor and handing the small videocam and still camera. "You take the pictures, Joe. Just a moment." She got up and went to the big camera, aiming it, adjusting it and getting it the way she wanted.

Irene tugged down my sweat pants and my throbbingly erect penis jutted up like s blunt steeple. "Use the videocam, darling," she said in a husky voice as she knelt before me and used her naked shoulders to spread my knees. I know I groaned with pleasure when she scrunched down and, careful to ensure that her face was visible to the videocam, she stuck out her pink, finely pebbled tongue and licked my pulsating prick from its hairy base to its wetly dripping tip.

"See what you missed, Ted?" she said with a strange smile as she raised her head. "I never made Joe wear a condom and if you'd done it for me, I'd have done this for you."

Her hands were caressing my thighs and slipping under me to my ass and then they moved around to cup my swollen, aching balls, gently squeezing and kneading them as her head lowered again towards my cock. I wasn't sure how much I was getting in the video but, looking behind her I could see her lush, still shapely naked ass as she knelt in front of me so that camera was, at least, getting some image.

Irene's mouth finished its journey downwards again and engulfed my hard cock. The sensation was even better than I remembered - hot and wet as it always was, yes, but the suction she applied seemed to draw the blood from everywhere else in my body and engorge my cock even further. My God! She must have been doing this with someone or, maybe, it had been this good before? It was a long time ago. Her eyes were looking directly into the camera lens and I felt the clinging softness of her lips awaken every nerve on my shaft as she slowly raised and lowered her head. My cock slid in and out of her mouth and every little pebble on her tongue prickled me with friction, inducing even more heat in me.

"You're wonderful Irene," I murmured, "but you have to stop... I can't hold back much longer. Too good."

She gazed up at me and the spying camera as she took me deep into her mouth. The sound of her slurping and mmmmming as she sucked me was magnified for the videocam by the proximity of her sucking mouth to the microphone and, in replay, the loudness added an obscene flavor to her performance.

"Cum Joe... I want you to cum in my mouth," she murmured as she backed away for a moment. "Watch closely, Ted. He's going to go off in my mouth... he'll shoot his hot sperm and I'll swallow it."

Irene licked her full, shiny lips provocatively and she caressed my balls and that sensitive area further back, driving me to a plateau of ecstasy I had never felt before. Her soft lips engulfed me again and I began moving my hips in rhythm with the smooth movements of her head, gently making love to her mouth. The mirrored sight of her nicely-curved hips and her taut ass sticking up into the air as she knelt to suck me was fantastic, and I reached down to cup her breasts in my hands, lightly squeezing and kneading her fat, swollen nipples. I moaned as her head bobbed up and down my shaft, and watched with delight as she took it out of her mouth again and licked all over it, her agile tongue flicking back and forth over the more sensitive spots while she stroked it with her hand. She rubbed it against her face and neck, apparently enjoying the feel of my fat cock against her flesh.

"Oh God Irene. Oh God. Suck me baby... I'm in pain... want to feel... to see you sexy lips wrapped around my cock... want to see my cock disappear into your pretty face."

"Oh yes, Joe darling... tell me... tell me that I'm a good cocksucker... tell me again like you did when I first did this." Then she took me back into her mouth again and she sucked with a vengeance. Moving my hips again, she took me even deeper, until I felt my cocktip bump against the entrance to her throat. I eased off, not wanting to gag her, but she grabbed my ass and forced me in deeper.

The sensation was exquisite, her tongue working up and down my throbbing vein as she plunged me deeper and deeper into her mouth and that finally drove me over the edge.

"Yes Irene... suck it baby... I'm cumming," I groaned and I held her head as she just kept sucking for all she was worth. Every thrust into her mouth brought me the tiniest bit closer, until finally the heady sensation of vertigo overtook me right before I exploded into her mouth.

"Mmmggllannhh," sounded from wetly when the first jet of gism spurted into Irene's mouth. I don't think I'd ever come so hard in all my life, perhaps because even in the ecstasy of orgasm I was thinking of that bastard Ted seeing his wife suck me off. It seemed as if she couldn't swallow it as fast as I could pump it out, and she pulled my cock out of her mouth, her hand squeezing the pulsing shaft as more gism flowed out. My cum leaked out of her mouth and down her chin and she took me back into her mouth then, swallowing the last few gobs that came out.

"See what you've missed, Ted? Do you think your fat child-whore will be as good?" Irene's voice was loaded with venom as she looked up at the camera while she fondled my shrinking tool.

"Your turn, darling... you sit here and let me service you," I said softly as I put down the hand-held videocam and pulled her naked body across my lap before sliding out from under her to kneel in front of her as she had knelt for me.

"Joe... Oohhh Joe... are you going to? To kiss me? There?" I knelt between her legs and spread them apart so that could see right into the area between them. I could see all her black-haired pussy and down into the crack between the globes of her buttocks. Her little brown rosette nestled there between those cheeks. With my hands I spread the fat, outer lips of her pussy further apart, revealing the pink-fleshed inner labia and down near the bottom of the slit I could just see the opening into her cuntal cavity. The whole area was wet and coated in a slippery fluid. I ran my finger up and down the crease, feeling the wetness and slipperiness. I put one finger into the cavity and slowly pushed it in to past the knuckle and as I did Irene pointed the videocam down between her legs where I was exploring her sex-site.