Jay and I shot this video ten years ago when we first moved to California. It’s one of our earliest movies, and a goofy one at that. I spent the first few minutes giggling. I couldn’t help it! It was such a giddy feeling, making a naughty video in our new home.

Jay has mad skillz in cunnilingus. This is one of the few movies that shows him going down on me until I break out in a writhing earth-shaking orgasm. I usually don’t like to cum like this when I have the camera on me. I get too self-conscious, have a difficult time letting go. In the dark with my eyes closed while Jay pleasures me, I can let myself go. But this one… this video is rare indeed.

I love this video. It’s very special to me. I’m glad Jay got it out of storage, pulled it out of VHS and digitized it for MAYCAM. It’s kind of sweet looking at him and me ten years ago. Back then, we didn’t know much, but we knew enough to get ourselves in all sorts of mischief and have a blast.

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Our story has been unfolding in front of your eyes for years. My sexual exploration with Jay is documented on this blog. Over the past four years, our difficulty balancing parenthood and a vital sex life as a married couple was a frequent subject of introspection. We spent a year in Maine to spend time to find ourselves within ourselves. We moved back to California to reclaim our life.

As soon as the dust settled with the move, I got a text message from Trixie asking to come and visit us. It was all very exciting, until two weeks later she informed me she was bringing a boyfriend along, someone I had never met. It became all very stressful for me. Was I expected to play with this stranger if Jay and I wanted to play with Trixie? What followed was weeks of “Why am I reacting this way? What is wrong with me? Don’t I know how to have fun anymore?”

Just before the weekend Trixie was to come over, Sam came to visit. Jay and I had always played with other guys and girls, but it was always as a couple. I had been alone with Sam before, but it was not a completed sex act, more like a prelude to a threesome later on.

I was really young and had very little experience when Jay and I got married 12 years ago. Through it all I was a willing participant in our sexual exploration, but very rarely an active instigator. Our relationship was established on a pattern of me being the submissive and him being the dominant. Jay had been feeling bored and weary of the mundane life we were leading as of late. He yearned (still does) to have someone take the reins and take him for a ride. I wasn’t sure if I could take him for the ride he wanted, though I know that if I wanted to save my marriage I would have to.

I guess I was feeling like I wanted to break out, do something active, break the rules, be a bad girl, see if I still had that mischievous streak I thought I may have lost when I became a mother. I wasn’t sure how Jay would take me playing alone with Sam, but I threw caution to the wind and went for it. Having a secret spontaneous naughty encounter made me feel sexy for days, but I still felt a slight but nagging twinge of guilt. My feelings confused me. I found myself uncomfortable sharing with Jay the details of my moment with Sam. Even as I wrote about it on my blog, I downplayed the fucking part, because somehow I felt wrong about it.

All this time I’ve been exploring sex and life with Jay I thought I had chipped away at all the sexual guilt I had from growing up Catholic. Suddenly I realized I had simply replaced the Catholic rules about sex with my idea of our marriage rules about sex. I had evolved from a “God-fearing” woman into a “husband-fearing” woman, acting only within the stated parameters of Jay’s cues, until this incident when I risked my comfortable place as Jay’s faithful wife. The only reason we had so much fun was because Jay believes that freedom is essential to love, and because his rules were governed by his desire for excitement rather than a need to control his wife.

Jay felt cheated on, lied to, betrayed. Even as he felt jealous, though, he confided how much it turned him on to have such a naughty wife. Really all Jay wanted was for me to commit to my bad-ness. Sure, I had sex with Sam, but why didn’t I take it all the way and turned Jay on with it? I acted like a guilty schoolgirl, betraying my discomfort with my desire, and betraying Jay’s trust in me as well.

By the time Trixie came to visit, our nerves were wrought. Trixie’s boyfriend got sick and canceled at the last minute. I was so relieved to have only Trixie, an old friend, joining us that night. I tried my best to shower Jay with all the sexy love two women could give a man. I wanted him to know how much I appreciated him, and I wanted to make up for the craziness of the past week. I wanted to keep going toward the direction of being a more active instigative lover.

I invited Trixie to help me suck Jay’s cock. She asked me if I wanted to go first, or if she should go first. I said, “Together. Let’s do it together!” We both put our mouths on Jay’s cock, feeling it grow as our lips and tongues tickled him, taking turns covering his cock head, swirling around the circumference, licking the base of his balls.

I wanted Jay to have her, eat her, fuck her. I played supporting role and kept the momentum going. I know he tends to second-guess himself around other women, not sure if they can take what he’s used to dishing out with me. I encouraged him to fuck her, getting her down on all fours and spreading her butt cheeks in front of Jay’s erection. In between, I sucked his cock and told her I loved the sweet tangy taste of her pussy on his cock. She was so wet, I was able to push my fist in her pussy and fuck her, a very arousing first time experience for me.

It had been so long since we’d had a threesome experience with another woman. The last time was with Jenny and you’ve seen what happened after. Trixie gave us a very relaxed atmosphere, and I really appreciate her being there that night. She is a true friend!

The thing is I was doomed as soon as you walked in the door. Halloween parties are always a time for women to dress naughty, and you took advantage of that to do your school girl outfit. Tight white blouse that was barely buttoned, hair in pony-tails, short black skirt.

You knew full well that everybody was watching you as you walked in and started saying hi to everybody. It was worse when you got to the dancing room. You were having fun, flirting with everyone there. But you saw me watching on the side, being the wallflower. So you came up and started dancing just for me. You leaned in and whispered that you weren’t wearing a bra. You smiled, watching me absorb the information, my eyes falling to your chest. Knowing that if I moved my hands just a few inches they could caress you through that tiny, flimsy bit of material.

Then you leaned forward again, whispering about how you were just wearing a thong under the skirt. And this time you didn’t stop to watch me, but turned around and ground your ass into my crotch, pinning me, feeling that I was already very hard. Grinning you pulled me over to the sofa, and pushed me down, grinding in my lap.

I whispered about how everyone was watching, which you didn’t care about. Instead you leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. Our lips parted and you felt my tongue touch yours.

“I’m a bad, bad girl Chris… you’ll just have to treat me like it.”

With that you twisted and lay in my lap, so that your ass was up in the air. The smack of my hand coming down in a hard spank made you cry out in happy surprise. You could feel my cock poking up, straining to get out of my pants, while my hands moved over your ass again and again. I pulled up your skirt, slapping the bare skin as you cried out in joy. Then I rolled you off my lap and into the other corner of the sofa, moving in above you as you looked into my eyes.

“So what are you going to do now?” You said, with a gentle smile and teasing smile.

I grabbed one pony tail and pulled your head back, kissing you even as my other hand pulled open your shirt. Now the cool air went over your hard nipples just before my hand grasped your breast. You could feel my desire as I kissed and groped you. My fingers played with the nipple and then I went back to massaging around it.

Your hand reached up between my legs and undid them. My cock was hard, and pulling it from my briefs revealed how it was aching for you. There was already a drop of precum at the top as you ran your hand up and down the shaft.

You’re whispering was hot and urgent by now.

“You’re going to give this to me aren’t you Chris? You’re going to fuck your little schoolgirl right here, aren’t you?”

With that I pulled off your thong, leaving your pussy open to anything I might do. I moved down and began to lick around your lower lips, moving it up and down as you moaned and grasped my head. You felt my tongue against your clit, making you wetter and hotter. I felt your hands grasping my hair, pulling me deep into you.

But I could only wait so long at this point, I moved up on top of you, shoving my cock deep inside of you inch by inch. You gasped and raked your fingers along my back as I began to fuck you in front of everybody. You had me completely by now. My lips met yours as I fucked you hard and fast. Your moans came up against my lips and tongue.

I stood up and you rolled onto all fours, presenting your ass to me. My cock, still wet from you, slid in slowly. You moaned loud this time as I fucked you in your ass, working my cock back and forth. My hands fell to your hips, working you, making you feel how hot and horny you’ve made me.

After awhile you pulled off of me and rolled around to suck my cock and finish me off. You could feel how close I was, my cock stiff and throbbing, the precum oozing out. Your head moved up and down and then you felt it, as I came, shooting into your mouth. You could see me groaning, my body tight and sweaty as I came with everything I had entirely because of you.

You smiled as I collapsed on the sofa.

“That was nice. Thanks!” You said, cheerful as ever. Then you leaned in close.

“But next time, I’m bringing rope…”

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Video Porncast # 9: Schoolgirl Bondage

I remember coming home with this book and various ropes – hemp, nylon, cotton. I was very impatient with the long process of preparing the hemp ropes. Jay oiled them and singed splinters off till it was smooth, warm and ready for my skin. This took weeks of preparation and anticipation. By the time the ropes were ready, I had totally forgotten about them. In the meantime we learned how to do rope bondage with cotton and nylon ropes.

So tonight when I dressed into a schoolgirl nerd, Jay surprised me by commanding me to bring the hemp ropes out of the drawer. I watched as he wrapped the thickest hemp rope around my torso, looping across my chest to squeeze my tiny tits into plump perkiness. Like the rope, I was tested. My nipples stung as he put them through the unbroken chopsticks and then the clothespins. I squeaked and squealed, before Jay pushed his smooth hard cock into my mouth, drowning my cries in gurgles. My head was swimming. All my blood seem to rush right to my twin points. Pretty soon I was reaching orgasm and needing penetration. Jay sensed my urgency and sank four of his craftsman’s digits inside my slippery hole. My euphoria electrified him and he exploded all over my bound welted breasts.