Resolving Her Doubts

Author's preface: This story is chapter 4 of the series "Video Orgy". Please see "Introductory Blowjob", "Excited's Fantasy", and "Taking on Two Big Dicks" for the start of the orgy.

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My wife had just finished filming the three-way between me and the clients we called Big Dick and his wife, Not-So-Stoic. Big Dick took his exhausted but sated wife lovingly into his arms and I slowly sat up. The other couples who had been watching dispersed, heading to the snack table or the restroom. "Well done," my wife said as she turned off the video cameras.

"Thanks," I said, standing up gingerly. "She was the star. She took both of us like a champ."

"Yes, she was the star," Mrs. answered. "I'm not sure I could have taken both of you at the same time."

I headed to one of the bathrooms to clean up the mess on my belly and adjacent areas and to generally freshen up. When I returned, Mrs. and Excited were putting new sheets on the bed as Big Dick and Not-So-Stoic had finally vacated the bed, probably cleaning up in the other bathroom. I headed over to the snack table for some much-needed water and nourishment.

Young Guy and his wife, Confused Fidgeter, were standing at the table, snacking on the fruit and drinking water. After getting my water, I walked up to them and asked, "Are you ready for your turn with Mrs.?"

"Oh definitely," Young Guy said.

"Yes," Confused said, less certainly. "Although, being honest," she added sheepishly, "I'm not sure I can do what that first lady did with your wife." She looked down, then looked back up at me from the top of her eyes. "I haven't been with a girl before. And I've certainly never done anything like this in front of cameras or other people before." She looked back down at her feet.

"Don't worry," I said gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Mrs. will treat you well. It'll feel natural, and you'll never even notice the cameras, me, or the other people."

"I am very sure it will not feel natural," she said quietly. "And I'm very sure I will notice everything and everyone."

"You will be surprised. We have had several people feel that way before but, once they get into it, they almost always get into the moment. That's when it'll feel natural," I said with a smile. "And if you don't like it or don't feel comfortable, just stop it and she'll back off." I squeezed her shoulder gently. "No pressure at all. Just follow Mrs. and it'll be fine." I smiled as reassuringly as I could.

She smiled back at me, but her uncertainty was still evident. "I'll be fine. I'm sure she'll get me through it." She turned to her husband. "And he'll help, too."

"Yes, honey, I will," he reassured her, putting his hand on her other shoulder.

They were definitely a cute couple. Like him, she was young, tall, and lanky. Maybe a couple of years younger than her husband, she stood somewhere around five-foot-nine. But, like many tall women, she was slightly stoop-shoulder, not standing up straight. She would probably be five-ten, if not five-eleven if she stood up straight. She was very trim with narrow shoulders. Her chest was not broad, probably 34 with B-cups, but well-proportioned next to a very thin waist. Narrow hips led to long, thin legs. Model thin, not athlete thin. She had long, silky, sandy-brown hair with a small, closely-cropped matching patch down below. Her eyes were light-brown and her smile was very alluring, even when telegraphing her unease. I knew Mrs. was going to enjoy her. And she was going to enjoy Mrs. And I was going to enjoy filming them.

Young Guy escorted his wife to the bed where my wife was putting the finishing touches on refreshing the linens. I followed, turning on and making minor adjustments to the cameras. I replaced the battery in the hand-held camera with a freshly charged one, hooking the replaced battery to the charger so that it would be ready later. Mrs. was already laying Confused down, stroking her silky hair and looking soothingly into her eyes. Young Guy was laying on the other side of his wife, running his fingers along the contours of her face and resting his other hand on her hip.

"We'll start slowly," Mrs. said calmly and softly. "If at any time I do something you don't like, 'red light' is the stop word. I'll stop immediately." She was barely speaking above a whisper. She continued to run her fingers through Confused's hair and gently rested her other hand on her belly. "Do you understand? Is that OK?"

"Yes," Confused answered softly. She was looking into Mrs.'s eyes and seemed to be getting more and more comfortable by the moment. Mrs. leaned down and kissed her on the forehead and then looked at her closely. She then leaned down further and gave her a light kiss on the lips. She pulled back slightly. Confused raised her head up ever so slightly, giving Mrs. the cue to kiss her again. She did. This kiss lasted a little longer. It was still gentle but was more than a friendly peck. They parted, looked each other in the eyes, and then Mrs. kissed her again. This one had more passion. They opened their mouths slightly; Mrs. moved her hand from Confused's hair to her face. Confused put a hand on Mrs.'s face.

Young Guy was watching all this very closely. While I had the camera focused on the ladies, I was watching him. He was not completely comfortable with what was happening. He was fidgeting, not a lot but enough to be noticeable. His eyes were focused on their kissing. He had moved his hand from her face to her shoulders as Confused became more engaged in the kissing. He had started rubbing his other hand down her hip to the top of her leg and back up to her hip. He definitely looked like he wanted to do something, but he wasn't sure what to do. Even though he clearly was uncomfortable, he was still exhibiting the main sign that he was generally fine with what was happening--his penis was completely erect.

Mrs. slid her hand from Confused's face down to her chest, resting it in the space between her boobs. She pulled away from their kiss and started nibbling her ear. She looked over at Young Guy and said gently, "Feel free to join in. It's more fun with you involved."

Young Guy smiled sheepishly, I'm sure embarrassed he had to be told it was okay to play with his naked wife. He leaned down and kissed his wife as Mrs. resumed nibbling Confused's ear lobe and began kissing her long neck. Confused let out a low moan as the kiss with her husband quickly became passionate. Mrs. moved her hand to the inner ridge of Confused's boob, running her hand up and around the contours without actually touching the fullness of her breast. Confused moaned again, a little deeper this time and with a perceptible movement of her body to match.

Young Guy's hand that was on her leg moved inside her thigh, moving perilously close to the sweet juncture of her legs. As he moved closer, she parted her legs slightly to allow him to get as close as he wanted.

In the meantime, Mrs. had moved her kisses from Confused's neck to her shoulder to the bump of her shoulder bone. She then kissed down the collar bone to the little notch at the base of her throat. Mrs. adjusted herself so that she was lined up more with her chest than her face, allowing her to lean over Confused and start kissing down the middle of her chest. When she reached the space between her boobs, she took both hands and seized the outer sides of her boobs and pushed them together. They were not big enough to squeeze Mrs.'s face, but both boobs did touch both of Mrs.'s cheeks. After snuggling between her mounds for a few moments, Mrs. turned her head and took one of Confused's pink, perky tits into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmm," Confused moaned, breaking free of her kiss and looking down at Mrs. Mrs. looked up at Confused, keeping her tit in her mouth but making sure Confused was not protesting. She was not. "Oh, that feels good," she sighed, putting a hand in my wife's hair. Mrs. smiled with her eyes, visibly increasing the suction she was applying to her nipple. "Oh, God," Confused moaned again, turning to look her husband in the eyes. He smiled at her, pleased with her pleasure.

He decided it was time to ramp up her pleasure, as he moved his hand from her upper thigh to between her legs. At his touch, she squirmed her hips and groaned, "Oh, damn." He didn't immediately push his fingers into her lips; he simply held his entire hand firmly against her outer lips. "Ooooooooo," she groaned.

Mrs. continued to suck one tit and play with her other. Young Guy kissed Confused. She responded fervently, putting her other hand on the back of his head and lifting into the kiss. He pushed one finger inside her pussy lips, causing her to moan loudly through the kiss. He pushed another finger in, causing her to break off the kiss and groan "Oh, dear God!"

His mouth free of hers, he kissed her neck and down her chest. He looked over at Mrs. and politely asked, "Mind if I take this one?" referring to the tit Mrs. was fondling with her hand. Without interrupting her sucking, Mrs. quickly removed her fingers. "Thank you," Young Guy said and he quickly attacked the free tit.

"Oh, damn. Ohhhhhhhhh," she yelped as both of her tits were being sucked. "Oh, God, that's feels so freaking good." Mrs. and Young Guy exchanged quick glances, their eyes smiling at each other, and then they both looked up at Confused. Her face reflected a pleasure that was clearly different from anything she had felt before. I could still see in her eyes an uncertainty about that pleasure, but it was abundantly clear that the pleasure was overwhelming any doubt or uncertainty.

Young Guy's fingers were getting active. They had found her clit and were flicking it very quickly. "Oh God, yes. Yes. Yeeessssssss!" she moaned loudly as he worked her clit. He demonstrated he knew quite well the techniques that work on her clit. "Yesssss, yesssss! Oh God, yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessss!" she yelled as her orgasm hit her and the waves of pleasure overtook her body. Young Guy kept up his finger work and he and my wife kept sucking. Confused's hips bucked and her tummy contracted as her body twitched and squirmed in response to the attention she was receiving on both of her boobs and her clit.

"Oh, shit," she gasped as her body started to return to normal. Young Guy had stopped fiddling with her clit and had come off her boob. Mrs. was still on her boob, but now just gently licking it and kissing it. He went up and kissed Confused lightly on the lips as she was breathing so heavily.

"Did you enjoy it?" he asked.

"Oh, God, yes," she said. "That was so good." She looked down at Mrs. "Thank you," she breathed.

"Don't thank me yet," my wife said, starting to move down the bed. "We have barely begun giving you pleasure." She kissed the middle of her belly and then her belly button. "Just begun."

"Oh, dear God," Confused said, her eyes reflecting more uncertainty. "Are you going to, umm,..." she paused.

Mrs. was already at the top of her small, brown bush. "Yes, I am. I am very much looking forward to tasting you," she said, kissing her bush.

Confused took in a deep breath, her breathing still not completely under control. "Are you sure?" she asked. The uncertainty in her eyes was even greater, nearly as great as it was when I was speaking to her just before we started this session.

"Oh, yes, I am sure," wife said in a confident but comforting voice. "I can already smell your wonderful aroma."

"That's not wonderful," Confused said insecurely.

Mrs. put her nose right against her pussy and took an exaggerated deep breath. "Oh, yes, it is to me." She kissed the top of her mound, resting one hand on the inside of one of her thighs and the other on her belly. "Are you ready for some real pleasure?" she asked.

"Hmmm," Confused hesitated. The fight in her mind was evident on her face. Mrs. kissed her outer lips firmly. "Hmmm," Confused hesitated again, but there was a considerable hint of pleasure in that sound. Mrs. pushed her mouth against her lips more firmly and parted them with her tongue. "Oh, God," Confused gasped. "Oh, dear God."

"Just as tasty as I expected," Mrs. said, barely moving her lips away from her pussy. She pushed her mouth against her pussy again and ran her tongue up and down the length of her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Gawwwwwwwwwwwd," Confused groaned. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh." She put a hand on Mrs.'s head. I thought at first she was going to push her away as her face was still showing signs of uncertainty and confusion. But she didn't. She eventually wrapped her fingers in my wife's hair as Confused's moans became moans of approval.

Sensing she had overcome any reluctance Confused may have had, Mrs. dug into her pussy with vigor. She used the hand on Confused's belly to pull apart her lips, allowing her to lick around her clit all the way down to her pussy hole. Confused moaned nearly the entire time, her hips moving and pushing against my wife's face. She couldn't keep her eyes off my wife, constantly holding her own head up off the pillow and looking down at the beautiful woman between her legs.

The other couples had gathered around the bed, watching and encouraging Mrs. and Confused. Exactly as I expected, Confused seemed to be completely oblivious to their existence.

After a minute or so of licking, Mrs. put a finger from her other hand against her hole. Confused gasped even louder. When she pushed it in, Confused yelped "Oh, shit. Yeeeeeessss." Confused's hips started grinding harder as Mrs. worked first one and then a second finger in and out of her love canal.

Young Guy had returned to sucking one tit and pinching the other. Confused put her other hand on his head and said, "Dear, give me your cock."

He looked up at her, uncertain what she was asking. "What?"

"Give me your cock," she said again. "Bring it up here so I can suck it." She spoke softly as her heavy breathing did not give her much extra breath for words.

Young Guy obviously wasn't going to turn that down, so he moved into position, straddling her chest and putting his dick up in her face. She grabbed it with both hands and eagerly took it into her mouth. "Oh, fuck," he gasped as she wrapped her succulent lips around it and took it deep.

Confused continued to moan as she sloppily thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. I moved to the head of the bed to get a closeup of Confused taking her husband's cock into her mouth. Mrs. continued to lick and suck Confused's clit as she fingered her hole. After only a minute or two of sucking Young Guy's pole, she spit it out with a long, loud "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss!" She trembled violently as her second orgasm ruled her entire body. Mrs. took her fingers out of her pussy--perhaps they were pushed out--but kept her mouth on her pussy as best she could. Confused kept hold of her husband's dick, squeezing it as her body remained under the sway of her climax for a prolonged period.

As she came down, Young Guy took his dick out from her face and sat down next to her. Mrs. still had her face between her legs but a few inches away from her cunt. Confused was still breathing very heavily when he said, "Looked like you enjoyed that, too."

She looked up at him with a look that all but screamed "no freaking kidding," but all she could muster was, "Yeah, I did." She looked down at my wife and smiled. Taking a breath, she said, "I don't know how she can like that, but I'm glad she does."

"Baby," Mrs. responded, "you're as delicious as they come." She gave her pussy a light kiss and tender lick. "Very delicious." She looked up at Young Guy and then back to Confused. "So, are you ready for the main event?"

"What the hell?" Confused asked, exhaustion in her voice.

"We've got to take care of this big guy," Mrs. said, reaching up and grabbing Young Guy's very hefty cock.

"Yes, he does need to be taken care of," Confused admitted. "But I'll let you do that. I've had mine. Twice!"

"We'll both do it. Besides, you need at least a third one," Mrs. said. She had been crawling on her hands and knees up Confused's body, a hand and knee on either side of her. She was above her face and leaned down and kissed her. "You can do this. You deserve this. He deserves this."

Confused sighed but smiled. "Just don't make me work," she whined.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, you'll love it. You'll find the energy to make this work." She kissed her again, holding this kiss a bit longer. She pulled back and sat up on her knees, which were about at Confused's waist. Dismounting, she grabbed Confused's waist and said, "Roll over," and pulled her waist to help her on to her stomach. "Now lift this sexy ass up," she said as she gave it a sharp slap. Confused complied. Mrs. reached under her belly and put a hand on her pussy. "Mmm, still wet," she cooed as she looked at Confused with a smile.

"Ooooo," Confused whimpered. "Of course I'm still wet. I may still be wet the middle of next week."

Mrs. put both of her hands on Confused's hips and gently pulled up. "Lift up a little higher, please," she instructed. Confused slid her knees further up under her so that her ass was higher off the bed. She was still lying so that her face was resting on the pillow. "That's perfect," Mrs. said as she put her hand back on her cunt. Confused moaned as Mrs. fingered her. Mrs. then got on her back and stuck her head under Confused's raised backside. Looking up at Young Guy, she asked him to give her one of the pillows. He handed one to her and she put it under her head, putting her head right under Confused's cunt. She then looked up at Young Guy and said, "Here, give me your cock." She held out her hand.

He moved in behind Confused and put his cock in my wife's hand. She guided him up against Confused's doorway and held it there. She then lifted her head up the inch or two it needed and licked his balls and then his dick. "Oh, fuck. Fuck that feels good," he cried out. She then moved her tongue to Confused pussy, licking her hole and up to her hanging clit.

"Oh, damn it," she cried out. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, my." Young Guy couldn't hold back any longer as he shoved his dick into his wife's pussy as far as it would go. "Ooooooooooohhhhhh," she moaned even louder. "Damn, damn," she yelled.

Mrs. kept licking as Young Guy started pumping Confused's pussy. Young Guy and Confused were both moaning "Yeeeeessssss," and "Ooooooooooo" and every other guttural noise the human throat makes.

With her head underneath Confused's cunt, the rest of Mrs.'s body was lying directly next to Confused so that her waist was not far from Confused's head. As Mrs. continued licking the intersection of Confused and Young Guy, Confused was looking at Mrs.'s pubic area. I could see another battle going on in Confused's head. She reached out with one hand and grabbed Mrs.'s leg, squeezing her thigh as Mrs.'s mouth was pleasuring her cunt.

Young Guy was humping away, grunting with each thrust. Confused was grunting with each thrust she received. I could tell they both were getting close from their quickening breathing and the decreasing control they had over their bodies. Confused's curiosity was growing as she kept staring at Mrs.'s pussy that was next to her face. As she was grunting and groaning more and more, she eventually put a hand on Mrs.'s mons. Her husband kept banging her cunt from behind as she started fingering Mrs.'s cunt.

"Oh God, oh God," she moaned. Young Guy was grunting even louder. I could tell Young Guy was trying his damnedest to hold back, and he succeeded for several more seconds. However, that was all. He finally let out a primal yell as he slammed into Confused's pussy one more time. His balls launched his load, triggering Confused's next climax. Her body trembled as she screamed the loudest she had all night. Mrs. was holding onto Young Guy's balls as they emptied themselves and she kept licking their meeting spot.