I'd dropped Duncan off ten minutes late and returned to Tony. I wanted to show him my love bites, tell him how well I'd been finger-fucked and let him fill my cunt with his spunk. I was insatiable that night. While we fucked I imagined it was Duncan's cock inside me and when he unloaded, that it was Adams spunk I was taking. I cleaned Adams cock and Duncan's cock and finally, when I came back down to earth, Tony's cock. It was going to be another two weeks before I saw Duncan, in the flesh. We emailed daily, texted frequently and I popped into the super-market more often that I really needed to. I deliberately kept both of us on the boil. I made sure that neither Mark nor Tony went well. I didn't ring Maurice. We set up an online video meeting for the Sunday morning. Duncan's parents were out for the day and he was on a late shift. I had spent the entire Saturday night with Mark and Tony fucking me jointly and severally. My cunt was well used and still full of spunk cocktail. The bruises on my breasts could have been made by Duncan. Mark set up the laptop in the bedroom with an additional large screen off to one side so that Tony and Mark could watch me live, together with Duncan and I on the screen, without being seen. They had dressed me especially for the occasion but they were both naked. I hadn't tried video sex before and was unsure what to do but they said 'do what you like and whatever feels good. We shall both fuck you afterwards so you don't need to worry about getting keyed up for nothing.' When we made the connection Duncan had a nice shot of me standing in front of the bed, legs apart, hands on hips and wearing an under-bust corset, white stockings and a big smile. His face lit up. “Hi, Duncan. You like?” I asked. “You bet!” he almost shouted, “come closer, let me see it all close up.” I moved closer and crouched down so that my breasts filled his vision. “perfect, hold it!” he instructed. “Now the left.” I moved my left breast to fill the picture and waited. “Smashing, now the right, wonderful.” “What were you doing?” I asked. “My iPad lets me take screen shots so now I have three great pix of your tits and their bruises. All my own work!” I didn't correct him. “Can I get some pussy shots now? He asked. “In a minute,” I told him. “This is what is waiting for you as soon as we are able to get down and dirty together. Show me what I've got to look forward to.” He didn't hesitate. Off came his T shirt in one swift move. He turned away from me and dropped his track-suit bottoms exposing a very nice bum. I could see his right am moving quite vigorously so enjoyed the view of his tight bum without complaint for a few moments. “I wouldn't mind watching you make it big and fat for me, if you would like to turn around.” I coaxed. He turned slowly, almost reluctantly. “It's not properly hard yet,” he apologised. Turning to reveal his fist wrapped around the base of his cock leaving a good couple of inches still exposed. “It was like a rod a couple of minutes ago. D' you think it got stage fright?” he finished with a laugh. In the bad light of the car in our naughty place I'd seen that it was a good sized cock but it was difficult to see how good a size. “Let it go and let's see how it looks with stage fright.” I told him. He let it dangle. I looked at Tony's erect cock. Bigger than that by quite a bit. Mark was still stroking his, my glance told him to let go. Bigger than Mark and Mark was nearly stiff. I hoped he wasn't feeling worried. He had absolutely nothing to worry about. “D'you think it might recover from stage fright if I licked it and sucked it a bit next time?” The adolescent was gone for ever. “It's worth a try,” he said “show me where you want it after it has recovered.” It was very definitely an instruction this time. I showed him and almost felt him take a screen shot. “Hold it open and show me were it goes.” Another instruction which I also followed. “Can you put the laptop on a chair then kneel on the bed so the camera looks straight up between your legs?” “Let me try.” It was a position we had tried earlier while setting things up so it took little time. “How's that? I asked, looking back at the screen. I moved a bit to improve the position. “Better?” “Much. A little extra light would be helpful though,” he replied, “Of course if I were filming you I'd use extra lighting to show everything off perfectly.” “You make videos? I tried to contain my excitement but I know, certain sure, that he picked up on it. He did. “I do,” he replied, “still and vid, my hobby. I'm quite good at it actually. Of course if I'm using the camera we shall need a stand in for the action shots.” this last said very matter of factly. “Can you roll over onto your back, part legs wide and bring yourself off?” he finished. “I can but only if you wank for me at the same time.” I told him adding, “just give me a moment to get something.” I moved off camera and Tony passed me my favourite dildo. I walked back into shot, adjusted the camera position, laid on the bed as instructed and opened wide, adjusting my position to give a perfect shot. “Ready when you are,” I told him as he moved closer to his camera automatically standing so that his arm didn't obscure my view. “Keep sideways to me so I can see it grow and shoot. Can you film it for me?” I added as an after thought. “I can but it will take about five minutes to set it up. I could do a short vid next time I'm home alone if you like?” I liked. I showed him my dildo. “I'm going to imagine that this is your cock fucking me as I toss myself off with it. I want you to imagine that I am kneeling in front of you with your cock in my mouth and you are going to shoot into my mouth, OK?” I watched three men wanking while I fucked myself with a big dildo and stroked my clitty. Tony came first. Mark did very well considering he had fucked me three times already but Duncan outlasted them both and when he came it seemed like buckets full. I had lots of little ones but when I saw Duncan emptying his balls and imagined it was Adam shooting into my mouth I had a massive orgasm. Thank you boys More to cum? Love Joan