We had breakfast in the morning and James got dressed and went downstairs to open up the gallery while George and I went back to bed. We kissed and played with each other until we'd aroused ourselves and then went into the sixty nine position. I was getting much better at cocksucking with the practice I'd been getting with James. I was now able to take more of a hard cock into my mouth every time I went down on one. I had learned how not to choke myself and actually take the head into my throat. I could now take in enough so that my nose could touch the pubic hairs of the cock I was deep throating and smell the man I was down on.
With the open throat, I could take in all of George and have my nose tickled and then slowly let it emerge from my mouth as I pulled back, raking the stem with my teeth. Then nibble round the base of the head of which the foreskin was now rolled right back. It excited us both and it wasn't long before I felt the swelling of his length and the head when I felt it surge up and explode into my mouth. I held it there as more and more came to mix with the first lot and pulled up off of him to roll it round in my mouth before swallowing it all in one delicious go, letting it slide down my throat like an oyster.
We started filming that night and, as I have said, all of Sunday. It started with us fully clothed and showed us getting undressed and revealing our erections and of us kissing each other as our cocks clashed between us. Close ups of our kisses and some of our cocks. Then onto the bed so that we could suck on each other. The only difference was that we held the cock upright at the point of coming so that the sperm could be seen coming out and then a close up of the receiving mouth as it was shot inside though we were in a different position for this to be filmed properly.
Another scene was of me being fucked by George from behind and instead of coming inside me, pulled out, whipped off the condom and sent his stream of come all over my back before he laid down on me so that it was rubbed into his chest as well. Then I got to do the same to George.
On Sunday I was talked into doing what I thought James wouldn't mention, and that was me getting myself made up as a woman and dressing in the underwear to be fucked. Though first I had to do the posing bit where I had my cock and balls tucked back between my legs and I must admit, with all my make-up on, wig and underwear, I really did look like a woman. Then it was revealed that I was a man by then showing me tarted up and sporting my erection which was when James went down on me while George did the filming. Next was me being taken again from behind by George again though I was in my underwear this time. The final act was to set the camera up and put it on automatic for James to be in the picture with me sucking on him as George fucked me.
We also had time, and the strength, to do a set of close ups of our sucking and fucking that could be inserted into the finished film of this particular session. We were exhausted by the time we had finished that night and so we all slept in the same bed again to sleep without having any more sex.
George kissed us both goodbye after breakfast, thanking us for a wonderful weekend and James promised to send him a copy of the video after he'd worked on it when he did the editing that day. I later went off to work at the bank leaving James to play around with our two video recorders to edit the original tape and make a decent one that made sense.
I watched the finished product that evening and before it had got even halfway through, I was down on my knees in front of James, sucking on him and insisted that he fucked me as watching it had really turned me on. We watched it at least six times and I made a few comments that he agreed with and it didn't take long to make these odd alterations to the film.
It ran for thirty minutes and was pure pornography of male sex and I was now having misgivings about letting the others see it. James was all for them seeing it as he now had quite a few drawings for them to select some for this first book of Diane's.
I spoke to Mark on the phone Tuesday and asked if we could take James with us to dinner at the girls' place and he said that he would fix it. So on the following evening, James and I were collected by Mark in his Range Rover, and we went off to dinner, taking his drawings and the video.
Of course the girls were delighted to have us round as it gave them the opportunity to see the man I was now living and fucking about with. It was also the first time for Mark as well to see a future partner of our group and James was made most welcome. We'd taken along half a dozen bottles of wine with us too to help towards the evening. Drinks were had before the meal and the drawings that James had done were passed round so that they could be discussed as to which ones to use in the book.
James also surprised me by giving Mark a cheque for five thousand pounds saying that it was from him and myself. I remonstrated with him later about this and promised to give him my one thousand which he refused to accept. We're partners he said as well as my being his wife, so he was paying in my share.
James seemed to fit in very well with the others and dinner was a great success though I didn't really enjoy it as much as I should have. The reason being that I had many butterflies flying around in my stomach knowing that they would all be seeing the video after the meal and this upset my appetite completely. I sat there trying to eat and enjoy the wine while wishing that I'd never agreed to do the film.
I wanted the meal to go forever, but it came to an end and we went and sat down in the lounge where James produced that dreaded tape and I tried to sink lower in my corner of the sofa and inwardly cringed at what they were about to see. Now I had used to fuck Diane on a regular weekly basis until that camping weekend. It was also where I even got to fuck Tracey with the trick the two girls had played on us men. So it wouldn't be any surprise for them to see me naked as we all had been that fateful time.
I don't know if Mark ever told them that I had also gone down and sucked on his cock that night or not. Somehow I don't think he had for which I was thankful but they all knew now that I was a homosexual and had come to accept that. What I wasn't sure of was, would they still accept me after they had seen the video of me actually being seen practising the act? The dreaded moment came as James explained what the video was about and watched him put it into the machine and switch everything on.
Now the girls and Mark had seen me naked before so the opening shot was okay, the difference being that George was in it as we took our clothes off and I then noticed that I was a little bit bigger than George in the department that they were going to be most interested in. If it comes down to it, I was bigger than both James and Mark too in that respect, but it's not the size that matters, it's what you do with it that counts.
I heard the gasps when they saw me take George into my mouth and then another when I took the stream of sperm in as well. Then another as I was being fucked and I cringed in the corner of my seat and hoped that it would soon be over.
The biggest exclamations came when I appeared made up and looked just like a woman with my private parts hidden between my legs, these being, Oh my God!', Bloody hell!', `I don't believe it!', were just a few of the comments as the film continued to churn over as did my stomach.
I could see the rapt expressions on all their faces as they watched goggle eyed at the screen as I was fucked, bored and reamed apart from my deep throating of George and James. There was a stunned silence when the tape ended and I just sat there, knowing that my face was bright red with embarrassment.
That was bloody brilliant!' exclaimed Mark after what seemed an eternity of silence. The best I've ever seen, and I've seen quite a few. Add a sound track and you could make a bomb with that. What do you think Tracey?'
`Well...I don't know what to say. I knew men did it together, but I didn't quite realise how until now.'
`Isn't it much the same as what you and Diane do?' he asked.
`That's different,' she said defensively.
I think Timothy has shown a lot of courage to make that film,' Diane spoke up on my behalf and I was pleased at that. We all know what he does because he has told us and so I don't think we should run him down because if Tracey and I had a penis, no doubt we would be doing the same thing.'
`Have you tried a dildo yet?' James asked with a smile.
Not yet,' she replied sweetly and gave him a secret smile that showed she had the intention of using one at a later date with Tracey. But I think it was a marvellous film and one that I can now write about with this insight into the actual act.' She then got up and came over and kissed me. `I loved it,' she finished off.
Diane's right,' said Tracey, getting up and coming over to kiss me. She kissed James too. You were both very brave to have done this and let us see it. I've even got wet panties now and that don't happen very often I can tell you,' casting a severe eye over at Mark.
`I must admit, I also felt something and got a hard on and I'm not really into that scene,' said Mark.
`Well I'll see to that later,' Tracey smirked. I flashed a quick look at Diane and saw that she was a bit downcast at this because she would be the only one going without this coming night. I brought her out of it by asking what other stories she had in mind and asked her if my tape, the one that I'd recorded my feeling on, was of any help?
`With seeing this video, now it makes sense what you said and yes, I can now really write a few good stories looking at it from a man's point of view.' She then went on to tell us some of the outlines that she had already got down on paper. Going into this did divert them from the tape and I began to feel better at the reception of it and of me in particular after them seeing me being fucked, even about me dressing up as a female.
The suggestion did crop up that Tracey and Diane should be filmed and also one of Mark and Tracey, but this was put on the back burner so to speak, but the seed had been implanted in their minds and might bear fruit at a later date.
With the funding now up front, Mark said that he could go ahead with starting a mailing list if Diane would give him a few titles of her forthcoming books to put on the blurb that he would print. The two owners of Tracey's shop, after reading a copy of the first story, agreed that the shop could be the retail outlet as long as they got their commission from any sales. It was also agreed that the shop would be the mailing address and Tracey would see to whatever orders came in and I was to be the accountant. This way, we all had a part to play and it turned out to be a success and made us money, but that's getting ahead of myself for we hadn't as yet, even got the first one printed.
I managed to get Diane to sit next to me so that we could talk and now after seeing the video, could now talk about herself and Tracey. I asked her now that I wasn't into women and she wasn't into men, how did she cope when Mark was at the flat. She was a bit shy to say, but eventually told me that every Saturday she bought a fresh cucumber and, like tonight, would use it on herself.
`I don't think I could bear to have a man laying on top of me again. I must admit I do like to have something up inside me now and again, that's why I use a cucumber. It's long, thick and has knobbly bits that excite me and I play with myself at the same time, that's how I manage.' This was all being said in a low voice so the others couldn't hear. They were too engrossed in talking about books and the retailing to listen to us speaking.
It's not right that you should go without having a man occasionally,' I said. You wouldn't have him on top of you if you did it as we did in the film. Do it doggie fashion and then you could move away whenever you wanted to. I must admit though, I sometimes have the hankering to go with a woman. Was that the last, in the tent, with a man?' I asked softly.
`Yes,' Her voice almost below whisper level.
`Well you shouldn't really let that put you off from men altogether.'
`You seem to have changed since you were raped,' she replied.
`That's only because I realised that I found out that I would rather have a man do it to me more so than me just having the normal sex with a woman. Surely you understood that from my voice tape?'
`Yes, I suppose I did.'
`What if we were to go to your room now and do it the way I said. It might help and at least it's warmer than a cucumber.' She gave out a small laugh at that and I left it there as she seemed to be thinking about it.
`We could try it I suppose,' she said in a shaky voice after several minutes of silence between us. That was enough for me and I felt myself getting hard.
Well let's go while we still have time before I've got to leave,' I said standing up before I got too hard so that it would show through my trousers. I'm just going with Diane to look over some of her notes,' I said to the others. `We won't be long.' I got a penetrating look from James but refused to catch his eye as I followed Diane out of the lounge and down the short hall to her bedroom. We went inside and when I tried to take her into my arms for a kiss, she pushed me away.
`No, no kissing. Let's just see if I can do this, okay?' say no more I said to myself and quickly got undressed as she did too. Naked, she climbed onto the bed and went down on all fours, her backside facing me and I could quite clearly see her sex pointing my way between her thighs. It was also wet with the anticipation of having something she hadn't had for a long time and I could see that she was trembling.
`Just relax and think of it as a hot cucumber that is being used,' I said to try and soothe her as I got onto the bed behind her. I refrained from putting my hand on her hip and gently touched her sex with the tip of my now throbbing hard cock. She flinched at the touch and broke contact as she gave that little jerk forward but relaxed and eased herself back till it was touching her again.
I could feel the heat from her through the tip of the head and I slowly moved myself forward and I could see and certainly feel the head slowly move inside the wet extended lips that quickly seemed to shrink round my cock as I kept pushing myself slowly into her. I didn't use my hands until I'd buried my cock deep inside her and I heard her give out a whimper as I did touch her as lightly as possible.
I was surprised at how I had forgotten how wet and slack a vagina was compared to a man's arse. Though slack is not the right word for she had muscles inside there whereas a man hasn't and she was able to overcome this slackness by using them. I felt the hot flesh close around the length of my cock and I just kept still to let her make the play in having a man up inside for the first time since the rape.
I also had to keep still as I didn't want to come too soon and possibly spoil it for her and myself as she began to squeeze herself round my cock and slowly begin to move of her own accord. She swayed backwards and forwards on my shaft inside her and as her courage increased and her fear diminished, she began to move faster.
That was when I took over and whispered for her to keep still and let me do the work. So she stayed as still as a statue on her hands and knees as I, slowly at first, began to fuck her. She orgasmed before I'd made ten strokes into her and she stifled her cries with her hand but I felt her body spasm and fight me as she came, but I held on tight and kept ploughing into her and brought her to another and this time I let go at the same time as I held her bum tight to me as we came.
I was jerking into her as she pushed herself back and it was quite clear that this was what she had been missing for those many empty months. She didn't seem to mind me laying my body across her back as we both panted and I ran my fingers up and down the side of her sweating naked body for a few minutes before pulling out.
When I was out she fell forward onto her stomach and I saw her shoulders moving up and down and found that she was weeping silent tears. I then lay down beside her and stroked her hair, not saying a word. It was only for a few minutes and then she rolled over to face me, her breasts that I hadn't felt for a long time, pressing against my arm.
Oh Timothy,' she said as she buried her head in my shoulder. You don't know how much I've missed that.' Again, there was nothing I could say. We'd made our beds and we had to lie in them. I was now committed to James, and if the truth be known, it was where I wanted to stay in spite of what we had just done together. I'm being silly now,' she said as she sat up, wiping the tears from her eyes, and I feasted mine on her lovely big breasts that I ached to touch but didn't dare. We'd better be getting back,' and she got off the bed and began to get dressed. I too, reluctantly, did the same and we soon walked back into the lounge to be with the others. I still got another sharp look from James and knew that I was going to be in trouble when we got home for he wasn't a stupid man by any means.
The evening came to a close just after midnight, a lot done, excluding my sex with Diane, in regard to the publishing and distribution of the books which still had to be written and printed, but at least the second book was nearly finished. Mark offered to drive us home and before James could say anything, I accepted as I didn't want us to have a row or slanging match out in the streets on our way home.
It was only a ten minute ride but the journey would have taken us forever if we'd walked. Mark talked the whole way with us in silence. I was dreading what was going to happen when we did get indoors. Mark dropped us off and he then drove back to the girls flat as we went in and upstairs to our bedroom.
You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife it was such a palpable presence in the room as we got undressed ready for bed.
Well?' James demanded as I got onto the bed. What have you got to say for yourself?' I could see he was angry and his body was almost quivering with temper, his semi erect penis shaking about as he asked the question I couldn't answer. You went and fucked her, didn't you?' I turned and sat on the side of the bed and hung my head as I nodded. I can't believe it! You're my fucking wife and yet you go and fuck a woman. That's tantamount to committing adultery.'
`Well I did it with George too,' I said, lifting my head up, trying to counter his argument with some defiance and defence.
That's different!' he almost screamed. I was there! I also took part. That was like wife swapping, but you fuck somebody else alone, that's adultery, and something you should be punished for.'
Oh Christ, I thought. He's going to kick the shit out of me.
`Get on the bed and bend over,' he shouted at me as he went across to one of his many drawers in the bedroom, and as I got onto the bed and knelt down, I saw him get out the very belt he had put round my waist for that first kind of skirt I had worn.
Oh shit, I said to myself as I began to tremble as he came back to the bedside.
`Did you or did you not fuck Diane tonight,' he asked.
`Yes,' I said as I lowered my head down onto my forearms.
`As I hadn't agreed to you doing this, you being my wife, do you believe you should be punished for this?' With him putting it that way I could only answer in the affirmative. Then I felt the stinging slap as the leather belt was used on my upturned bare arse. I gave a jump and a whimper at the sudden pain of that first lash of the belt. I'd barely got my breath back when another stinging pain seared across my backside that made me cry out. Then came another and to both my horror and I must say, abject pleasure, I found, in spite of the pain, I was getting a hard on.
My backside felt as if it was on fire after just three blows. It was an inferno after I had taken six lashes of that leather strap. I was openly crying now at both the pain and pleasure I had received from the blows and I didn't know what to do, so I just stayed in that position and cried my heart out.
The next minute I felt a soothing cold cream being applied to the welts on my backside that immediately quenched the fire that was burning the cheeks of my arse. He eased me down onto the bed and then gently rolled me over onto my back.
`I had to do that,' he said softly, and I could see through my tears that he also had tears in his eyes and then he went down on me and gave me the relief that my throbbing cock and swollen balls and took all the come that surged out. Then with my creamed backside to quell the smarting fire, he fucked me most savagely again and I knew that I had found a new niche, albeit only once a month but it was something to look forward to. The sex we had after this beating made up for the pain I had to endure to get the best of sex that James was going to give me. It was the added spice that made it so appealing to go through with this every month.
Next day I got my fur coat.
As an aside, George was highly delighted at receiving his copy of our film and as a result, he recommended me to three people who I persuaded to change banks and invest with us and so my stock really went up in the bank with this substantial increase in business. I had by now brought in a sixth of our business on this side of banking and the manager was very pleased and I got a pay rise out it.
Mark stopped by the bank a few days later and passed over Diane's second book for us to read and make our comments. He also gave a few titles of other books that would be written later and wanted me to ask James to design covers for them. He said that he would like them pretty quickly so that he could use the covers to put into the advertising blurb that he was waiting to get printed. I promised that he would have them by Monday.
James and I read this book over the next couple of days and it gave him some ideas for the illustrations, but he would need two females to be models for a couple that he had in mind. I knew where he was going with this one, and so it would be up to me to get Tracey and Diane to come to the studio and strip off for his, what, pleasure?
`Can't you draw females from memory?' I asked him.
It's been so long, I can't remember what a naked woman looks like,' he grinned. I'd use you, but you haven't got the tits that I need.'
So on Sunday, I did various poses for him to sketch for these book covers. He mixed two of them together for the first cover. That was me standing up facing to the front and over this was another picture of me in my wig and underwear with my back to the front as I appeared to be going down on myself, my arse quite nicely drawn. The title of this first book was Forbidden Love, so this cover drawing was a bit misleading considering that the contents was really about lesbianism. The second cover was of a dressing table that had three mirrors and it was my reflection that was seen and on the two to the left there was a big imprint of lipstick that covered my erections as the woman in the picture (me again from the back) was just kissing the vital part of the third mirror. Again, I liked the shape of my backside, framed by the straps of the suspender belt.
It was a real work of art and this was for this second book called Three Into One. The story of a girl having three lovers and in the end, gets to have all three of the men fuck her at the same time. You can picture for yourself where those three cocks would be going into her.
These pictures I duly passed across to Mark and he said that I would get a copy of the blurb at the next meeting. It took me the whole of that evening to talk the two girls into posing for some drawings that would be needed for the future books. I will also say that I am a weak person when Diane pulled me up from the table and indicated that she wanted to take me into her bedroom, I didn't refuse. This would be our third time together and now she was able to face me and go down on her knees and take me into her mouth to give me a suck and lubricate my cock though I knew I wouldn't need that for she would be wetter than an Easter Sunday. We still did it doggie fashion and she was almost there in being as good a fuck as she used to be. She sucked me in and milked me proper as I moved in and out of from behind and I wondered how long it would take before I could put it up her backside to see what the difference would be coming into the rear end of a female as opposed to that of a man. But at least she was sucking on me now after I'd come inside her and I had to go down on her too.
I was trying to think up some excuses as I went upstairs when I got home as to why I had transgressed again. I had to have sex with her to get her to agree to do the modelling, was one, and yet I didn't think I'd get away with that one. Though if the truth be known, I was looking forward to being chastised, and when I entered the bedroom, I knew I was going to get it.
James was in bed, but very obvious, was the leather belt laying there on my side of the bed. I went and kissed him and gave the impression that I hadn't noticed the belt and went and got undressed. I couldn't hide my inner excitement because it showed in my having an erection before I'd even got to the bed. Instead of throwing the belt to one side if I was innocent, I just picked it up and handed it to him without saying a word and got onto the bed and presented my arse to what I knew was coming.
My cock was really throbbing with expectation of the pain and pleasure that was imminent. Wordlessly, James took the belt from me and got out of the bed and positioned himself behind me. I was drooling before that first swipe of the belt cracked across the cheeks of my arse. I winced at the pain but at the same time, liked this punishment knowing that it roused him to great heights and I knew that I would have his swollen organ soon inside me to soothe and calm the burning fire inside my belly.
After my six strokes, I gave out my whimper and was pleased to feel that soothing cream as he worked it into the flesh of my bum, stroking me at the same time. Then he was holding my hips and I gave out a cry of pleasure as he pushed himself inside me. It was worth the beating to have this now massive organ ream my insides and I loved every stroking inch of him as it throbbed and pulsated, driving me into a frenzy the more he plunged in and out of my backside. I came before he did, shooting my fresh mixture onto the bed sheet before he came, holding me tight as he pumped out his own semen into me. God I liked this roughness from him and couldn't help but turn round and really kiss him hard when he'd finished.
He was really contrite when I told him my excuse as he held me in his arms afterwards.
`Why didn't you say so before?' he asked as he kissed away my tears.
`I didn't think you'd believe me,' I said, putting on the sobs to make him feel guilty.
Oh you silly girl,' he said and gave me an extra hard hug. What can I do to make it up to you?'
`Take me out to dinner tomorrow night. All dressed up, just as you like me. I can now walk in those shoes.' Referring to the high heeled shoes that I'd been practicing to walk in.
`Where do you want to go?'
Wherever you can flaunt me,' I said being very bold, for I'd been relishing the fact that I could now wear those shoes and wanted the chance to wear them made up and dressed as Tammy, my cousin. I'll even kiss you in front of those who doubt your orientation. Now make love to me again for getting you two models for free.' So he did just that and it was a lovely slow glorious fuck he did to me that gave me a wonderful glow inside and I was pleased that he was my husband.