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The Unwitting Porn Star
by Anonymous (address withheld)
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A guy lets his buddy secretly videotape him having sex
with his wife. (MF, nc?, exh, voy)
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For years, I have sent nude pictures of Bonnie, my wife,
to my close friend Jack. It began back in the Vietnam
War years. Jack was over there and I was safe here at
home. I'd tried to join the Navy as a dental student,
but couldn't see well enough; too nearsighted, even
though I was corrected with contact lenses to 20:20.
That same problem kept me out of the draft.
I felt bad. Here Jack was making all these sacrifices
for my country and there was so little I could do to
support him.
Well, Bonnie was just 21 then and we'd just married.
Jack had been my best man, and Bonnie was move star
pretty in those days, still is of course though she is
older now. She was only 5'4" but shaped 34-23-36 with
long brown hair and big brown doe eyes. Gorgeous would
not be an overstatement.
Pretty as she was, she made an excellent subject for
photography. She tolerated posing nude for me too.
Actually, she claimed to tolerate it, but when she got
going posing nude she was like a spaniel to water. She
put her soul into it, and the resulting pictures were
electrifying.
Now, my hobby was always photography and Jack's was too.
Even in our little apartment while I was in school, I
had set up the bathroom with a board I could put on the
tub to hold the enlarger above the trays and the water
bath below. It worked well, and I had this great supply
of knockout pictures of Bonnie.
Unfortunately, I had no one to whom I could
appropriately show them. She wasn't about to let me show
them either, artistic though they were! So one day, I
sent a few off to Jack in one of my regular letters; he
loved it. He got to see a whole other side of Bonnie
he'd never knew existed. Technically, I guess you could
say he got to see all sides, crevices, and cracks of
Bonnie, but that might be a bit crude. (Bonnie did a lot
of posing with her legs spread. It turned her on. Bonnie
was a great one for generating photos of "artistically
posed girl with wet and gaping pussy." They all went to
Jack.)
As I said, Jack was a photo enthusiast too and
eventually I ended up sending him negatives and he was
doing his own enlargements of them with the advanced
photo-club equipment they had for recreation over there.
He'd send large blow-ups back to augment my supply. We
had a ball with it, and it kept his mind off the war and
on home. Bonnie never wondered where I got the big
prints. She isn't very scientific so didn't realize such
prints don't come out of 8x10 trays. She just accepted
it.
When we finally bought a house, I went to work and built
a darkroom down in the basement and stored all of
Bonnie's photos there. Bonnie was having problems
getting pregnant then so there were no kids around to
get into things like that.
In the end, Jack came back from the war with a Bronze
Star and other decorations to make a career as a
military officer, visiting often when blowing through
town enroute to some military assignment. Bonnie enjoyed
him greatly and was as proud as I was of the risks he'd
undertaken for his country. He'd survived where others
hadn't.
Bonnie even posed for Jack occasionally, including some
in a tight sweater that sizzled, but never nude,
probably because Jack could never get up the guts to ask
her. She did offer, on her own however, to let him come
to our house any time he wanted to use the darkroom,
knowing her pictures where stored there. This was at a
time when Jack briefly had a place locally. I think, as
she later maintained, that she simply forgot they were
there, but you never know with Bonnie.
When I found out she'd let him use the darkroom, I
thought the time was ripe to let her know that Jack had
seen the nudes of her. I wanted her to know he'd already
seen her so she'd have nothing to be shy about in case
she was ever tempted to pose for him, and this way I
could blame it on her. So when she told me about it, I
said, "Oh Bonnie, all your pictures where down there,
and Jack told me he saw them." I added, "and thought
they were great."
She was greatly embarrassed, said she'd forgotten and
all, but I was never completely convinced.
Jack had often dreamed of photographing Bonnie himself
or of just seeing her nude in person. One never knows
about the photography. It may come to pass, but we could
do something about the seeing. That could be arranged.
We initially made some forays in this regard where Jack
watched Bonnie shower through the glass shower-stall
door. I would talk to her as she showered, and he would
look through the bathroom doorway from the darkened
bedroom behind me. This was fun but not totally
satisfying.
Our schemes progressed in this regard to the point of
letting Jack see Bonnie and I having sex. The first time
we did this Jack was visiting for a week. It was a warm
fall. Each night, I'd leave the shade up a bit and leave
our bedroom window open about six inches so Jack could
come up and stand on a pre-positioned chair on our deck
and look in while I had sex with her at night.
That worked like a charm. He could see her walking
around the room naked and I'd position her in different
ways on the bed while fucking her so he'd get a good
look of my cock going in and out or of her tits
bouncing.
By pure chance, to his good fortune, she even bent over
right in front of the window once when he was there, and
he got a good view of her pussy from about a foot away.
It was great. I was dying watching. Our house backs on
the woods so there was really little risk to him in
doing this, but it still got old because of the chill
and risk. It was then that technology came to the
rescue.
At a security show, we bought subminiature video cameras
designed for surveillance purposes. We bought two. One
was no more than a little one-inch by one-quarter inch
box with a low light CCD sensor that looks through a
pinhole. The other was slightly larger; a high quality
but very small lensed camera. We also bought video
transmitter receiver combinations, which could relay the
signals from the cameras in place in our bedroom down to
our den. After some experimentation (while Bonnie was
out town for a few days,) we set up a great system.
Jack could sit in our den when he visited and see
everything up in the bedroom. This proved no end of fun
during his visits. Often now he'll stay five or six days
doing things like research on his Ph.D. thesis at the
various libraries here. On recent trips, in the mornings
he sits and watches Bonnie on the large screen TV in our
den as she gets showered and dressed. (Bonnie still
fixes her hair while nude each morning.)
At night, he watches the nightly sex scene or, once,
Bonnie modeling her Victoria-Secret white nylons, sheer
bra and heels for me before we fucked. That really got
us all going.
This whole business has been no end of fun. He can even
tape the sessions on our VCR. Bonnie may be the only
teacher at the elite girl's school where she works who
is also a porn star! Of course, she doesn't know it.
Well at least we think she doesn't know it. I do notice
that when Jack visits she wants sex every night.
Perhaps it is just that I'm always ready for it when
he's here as you can imagine. Of course, Jack flatters
her a lot too. He's still hoping some day for THE BIG
modeling session and women love to be flattered.
Anyway, Jack and I have our fun. Bonnie looks great.
Jack and I love seeing her tits slapping together as she
takes cock hard. She is now size 36 on top and she's
kept her waist and hips trim. She's still a beautiful
woman.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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