Written by Wild Bill

Erotic
1 Oct 2006


A few years ago I was involved in a torrid affair with a young, beautiful blonde T.V. soap star. Lucy and I would meet up in Paris, since, as she was too well known to the U.K. public to be involved in any erotic experiences that might have had her name in the papers, we knew that abroad we could do pretty much as we wanted without being discovered. Her show was never televised on the continent.

I was eager to watch her being fucked by another man. She had enjoyed a diverse selection of encounters throughout her previous sexual history - including a long affair with a gorgeous West Indian girl - but there were still some items left to sample.

So I suggested we found a photographer willing to participate in a photo-shoot of us having sex. As we were in France, it wasn't difficult to locate such a participant. There were no end of young men queueing up for the opportunity. Furthermore, since he was French, at no time was he ever aware of the identity of the celebrity female he had in front of his stills camera. In those days Lucy was one of the most famous and beautiful faces in British T.V. light entertainment.

Although she had eagerly agreed to the idea, as the moment drew closer she started to get cold feet. We were awaiting the photographer's arrival in our Paris hotel room. Personally, I was as horny as hell at the thought, and managed to keep Lucy at a pitch of sexual excitement by various forms of stimulation until, finally, there was a knock at the door.

In walked a charming 35-year old, well-built, debonair Frenchman, by the name of Jerome, with a quiet, cool manner and slightly simian good-looks. In fact, I had met Jerome once previously, when he had joined me in a threesome with a former girlfriend, so I knew what to expect, and we greeted each other like old friends. Lucy's eyes widened with interest, and she simply whispered in my ear "Ooh - he's quite good-looking, isn't he!"

Without further ado, we took Jerome out to dinner to a quiet restaurant round the corner. We sat swopping small-talk, trying to control the vibe of sexual excitement that permeated the general conversation. At last, we paid the bill, and made our way back to the hotel.

In the isolated tranquility of our room there wasn't much call for any extended preamble. Jerome got out his camera and I held Lucy in my arms; both of us standing at the end of the bed. Slowly, as the camera began clicking, we started to kiss and caress each other - fully aware of the show we were presenting. As an actress, no doubt, at this stage, to Lucy this was just another performance.

It wasn't long, though, before I was getting her to perform in a way that would never have made prime-time T.V.. Being seduced by her boyfriend in front of a virtual stranger was proving to be a definite novelty to her. Not that she appeared to be averse to it in any way. On the contrary, she had a dreamy look in her eye and seemed to be completely taken up by the experience.

My next move was to turn her around to face the camera, and to slowly slip her cashmere jumper up her body, until her breasts were exposed, cupped in a sexy French black lace bra. She raised her arms to allow me to pull it over her head and over her raised hands. I threw it on a chair and, fondling her breasts, kissed her sideways-turned mouth. Then I undid the clasp of her bra and let it fall to the floor, caressing her shapely, pert titties with the tips of my fingers. Jerome snapped away.

I took off my own shirt and trousers, revealing my hard cock, as I had deliberately decided not to wear any underpants. Then I unzipped her skirt and pulled it down around her ankles, leaving her standing in the matching set of black knickers - her diamond navel-ring sparkling with reflections from the flashlight on Jerome's camera. Then I turned her around again, so that her voluptuous arse was pointing towards Jerome, and, little-by-little, to give him time to get each stage into a frame, I began to slip Lucy's knickers down across her buttocks. As I did so, my fingers found her clit in front of me, and she moaned with pleasure as I ran my fingers through her pubes and stroked her tightening love-button. Her hands reached for my prick and began to rub it slowly where it jutted out longingly between us. Then, once again, I swung her around and gave Jerome the full effect of our rudely exhibitionistic activity. She put her arms back over her shoulders to touch my head, thereby opening her body to fully exposing herself to Jerome's sight and his photographic viewfinding. He never needed to issue any instructions. He just framed and shot what we were doing in all its erotic finery.

After a number of similar poses, with Lucy becoming more and more carried away, I lay her on the bed, gently opened her legs and began pushing myself into her waiting cunt. Jerome closed in to take some detailed pictures, but as he joined us on the bed, moving on from behind Lucy's head, I motioned him to put down the camera. I was fucking her smoothly and steadily and she was well away, so I gestured to him to place his lips on hers. He moved in from her right-hand side, as she lay underneath me on her back, and their mouths met. Her tongue pushed hungrily out to meet his, and both tongues were soon enveloped in each other's passionate saliva. They snogged greedily as I continued to fuck her. Then Jerome rose to get completely naked - which he achieved in some haste.

He rejoined us at his former position at Lucy's side, but this time lying parallel to her curvaceous fully-naked form. His hands and mouth moved to her breasts and she began to whine with pleasure, as he smoothly fingered and licked them with expert technique and genuine desire. Her right hand timidly fumbled its way across the short space of sheet that separated it from the end of his hardened member, and she gripped the end of his knob, exploring it lustfully between her fingers. Her mouth detached itself from mine and glued itself around Jerome's lapping tongue and devouring lips. Seeng her eagerness to be sexually possessed by this man she hardly knew, I slipped my cock from her cunt and lowered the weight of my body onto the sheets beside her. This gave Jerome the freedom to move his mouth down to her pussy, where his tongue began to dart up and down, moving from clit to juicy cunt-hole in a series of arousal-heightening forays. I watched Lucy's ecstatic face. Her back was arched and she was trying to squeal, but no sound would come. I closed to her face and tasted the sweetness of her mouth as Jerome sucked on the folds of her pussy. Finally, he lifted his head, and, parting her legs a little further, he lowered his naked body onto hers. She bent her knees and squirmed deeper into her cavity of the bed in a motion proclaiming erotic anticipation. My hand moved to her floppy, bulgeing pussy lips and I spread them wide with my fingers. Jerome rubbed the end of his knob a couple of times against her clit, then sank his eager cock into the fleshy juiciness of her cunt-hole. At this, she

managed finally to exhale a long-awaited "Ooooooooooh". Jerome forcefully thrust his warm, rigid rod in and out of Lucy's thrilled fuck-box, while my fingers played with the skin around her cunt-hole and felt his squidgy dick slipping in and out between them. I could sense the twitches of her exapnding orgasm threading through the curves of her body, as she took his prick up to the hilt, back and forth, rubbing itself up and down inside the walls of her cunt. Her hands groped for his buttocks and her mouth clung to his like a limpet. Their tongues merged in a pulpy mass of trickling spit as they groaned from the pleasure each was providing the other. He pumped in and out of her, uttering French expletives of fuckery, caught up in Lucy's frienzied sensuality.

Then he turned her over and entered her doggie-fashion. This afforded me the opportunity of sticking my cock into her mouth, so she could experience her first spit-roast. The next step was to have Jerome lie on his back so that Lucy could climb onto his cock and ride him. By this time she was up for anything. As I watched her arse from behind, jiggling up and down on Jerome's well-controlled prick, and her body bending forward so she could suck his face some more, I moved in behind her and rubbed my cock on the edge of her arsehole. I knew she'd been fucked up the arse a couple of times before by previous boyfriends, but hadn't enjoyed it much. But this was different. The sensitivity of attention was already occupied by the presence of another male appendage pushing in and out of her. She deserved to try double penetration. So, carefully and considerately, I pressed my cock into her arse-opening, until I could feel the motion of Jerome's cock through the walls of Lucy's cunt. For several minutes we fucked her in unison. She told me later she'd never felt like such a sluttly whore - she never knew sex could feel so good from being so dirty. By that time she'd hit her third orgasm.

Jerome, also, was near to coming. So to finish, Lucy lay back on the bed and I pushed again

into her cunt, while Jerome pressed his cock to her lips as he rubbed himself the last few strokes to climax. And as he rubbed, his cock prodded alternately at the openings to her mouth and mine, so that when he came, his spunk flowed between our touching lips and filled both our mouths with its rude spiciness. I was so horny by this time that it could have been piss for all I cared. My own cock spurted its juices deep into Lucy's fanny and we all three lay side-by-side exhausted.

The best photo Jerome took was as he was leaving: it was of Lucy and I lying next to each other at the head of the bed, in the early hours of the morning, looking thoroughly fucked.

This story is completely true in every way - except, obviously, Lucy isn't her real name. If you don't believe it, that's your bad luck.