Carole Wilson - Video Games

With each word, Gillian seemed to lose more and more control of herself. Basil could see her spreading her legs wider and he leaned over farther in hopes of seeing something. It was then that Frank threw up Gillian's skirt with a sudden motion and invited the other man to watch what his fingers were doing. Gillian whimpered, then shrugged briefly, but the idea that she was being lewdly exposed to this strange man-and at the same time being finger-fucked by her brother-in-lawcreated a surge of fire that increased her arousal to such an extent that she groaned out loud.

The pinkly glistening folds of her exposed pussy were plainly visible to Basil now as he stared intently at the golden hair-fringed vee up between Gillian's widely spread legs. Frank had flicked back the narrow elastic legband of her panties so that the entire naked surface of his blonde sister-in-law's thoroughly aroused pussy was visible, and his bunched-together fingers could be seen sluicing slickly up into the hole of her wetly sucking pussy, appearing and disappearing as he fucked them again and again up into her willingly open cunt.

"Christ, Man!" Basil exclaimed. "You've really got her going!" His lust-aroused cock was aching for a taste of that elegant cunt, but he didn't want to say anything yet. Frank obviously had the whole thing thought out; he would let him set the pace.

Frank would stop whenever he thought Gillian was about to cum. He did not want that yet. He wanted to keep her teetering on the brink of a cataclysmic cumming, to arouse her so much that she would mindlessly obey him. He had done it to other women, and he knew that it worked. He wanted the first time she ever fucked without her husband to be so good that she would have to come back for more. This would be the first performance before a real camera too, though she didn't know that yet, but he knew she would do well-she had talent in her cunt.

"Come on!" he said to her. "Hurry up and strip and I'll fuck the shit out of you!"

With only a second's hesitation and with no thought of her husband, Gillian stood up. She wavered as she looked over at Basil's alert and deeply reddened face, but she realized that she would be able to go through with it now even if he was watching. It would be worth it to feel Frank fucking her, to obey him so well that he fucked her into a state of ecstatic delirium. She would do as he said! She had come over to see Frank to see if he would help her save her marriage and he was; he was liberating her sexual feelings by fucking her, and now she would be able to do anything for her Stephan, even take his cock into her mouth and suck it dry. It might be a strange way to do it, by cheating on her husband, but somehow, that was making it better for her.

She stood in front of the couch, in front of the two watching men and the hidden camera, and began to slip out of her clothes.

Basil watched with bulging eyes. He had only imagined what a gorgeous body Gillian possessed, but now he saw. She was going to make one hell of an addition to their film actresses, if she agreed. In fact she might just be the cunt they had been looking for to increase their sales. He couldn't think of many men who could pass up a body like hers.

Gillian's blouse was gone now and she stood in her skirt and white lace brassiere, her shapely curves encased in tight-fitting brown leather boots. Her full, creamy thighs came enticingly into view as she stepped out of her skirt and half-slip next. The beige tone of her long nylon pantyhose clinging to her sensuously curved hips and thighs blended subtly with the soft ivory of her naked loins.

Suddenly Frank felt as if he and Gillian were alone in the room. She was playing strictly to him, while Basil faded even from his peripheral vision. Before him, Gillian's brassiere unclasped from the front and fell to the floor with a flick of her fingers, and the full beauty of her whitely billowing tits swung into freedom. His cock throbbed as he took in their enchanting splendor! They rested high and proud in the half-light of the living room, their quivering pink nipples stood out on the creamy half-spheres, peaking higher as she raised her arms over her head in a provocative motion that was meant to lure him.

Damn! What a talent the girl had! She was a natural. Frank had to admit to himself that she was one sexy woman, a lot more sexy than he had thought. He stared at her standing there in just her leather boots, hose, and the thin wisp of sheer white panties. Then, to his amazement and without another word of instruction from him, she turned back to him, and, bending over, slowly drew her silky panties tantalizingly down over her curved hips and lushly rounded asscheeks. She brushed them sensuously against her smooth white thighs and calves and finally discarded them at her feet beside her skirt.

Gillian stretched languidly, as though she had been stripping all her life, and then with a deliberate teasing motion turned to face the two men. Nearly all of her nakedness was now voluptuously exposed, from her high, rounded tits to the soft blonde-furred mound of her quivering young pussy.

Frank turned to look at Basil and saw Basil rubbing his hand across the front of his pants. A swollen bulge betrayed the existence of his hotly pulsing cock.

Gillian was dancing now, swaying sensuously back and forth before the two men in lewd counter-time to the piped-in music. She pranced, hotly trembling, her tits dancing and her asscheeks bouncing softly as she turned to present their ripely swelling fullness to the watching pair.

"Come here, honey," Frank said huskily. "Let us have a closer look at you."

Gillian approached, and stood before them. She was waiting for Frank's hands upon her burning hot body, for his promised quenching of the desire that raged within her nakedly trembling pussy. But instead of Frank, it was Basil who reached out for her while Frank sat motionless, watching.

"You're one gorgeous chick!" the blond man whispered, and his hands were on her asscheeks pulling her in close to him. Suddenly she felt his face worming into the narrow split of her hotly seeping pussy, his nose and then his tongue parting the tender, hair-fringed lips and probing lewdly up inside their wetness.

She jumped at the unexpected wet contact, and then felt him holding her all the harder against him, his fingers harshly kneading the smooth white flesh of her quivering asscheeks. She opened her eyes wide as she felt him begin a fast-paced licking and sucking at her nakedly presented cunt. She felt as though she had been doused with cold water, and she looked toward Frank for some assistance. Instead, Frank gave her a wink and a nod of approval.

"Try it…" he muttered. "You'll like it!"

With a shudder, Gillian realized that there was little she could do about the lewd, wet sucking that Basil was giving her cunt. She felt horrified that she had let herself become trapped into such a cheap scene. She had to learn to become more free with herself. And this was the way to do it, but she hadn't counted on a lewd cunt-licking or the presence of another man.

Basil flicked out his tongue and wetly teased the slit of Gillian's nakedly exposed pussy furrow. His tongue ran over the tiny trembling lips of smooth cunt flesh as well as the curly blonde hair that protected them. Gillian jumped against his hands, but he wasn't going to let her go now. His thumbs spread the soft, hairlined lips up between her thighs and the teasing tongue probed hotly, deep into her wide-spread cant. Grunting, he moved toward her from his seat on the couch and kneeled in between her legs, forcing them far apart as he continued the lascivious stroking with his deftly worming tongue… slowly up and down in the nervous young blonde's pussy, pausing at the most sensitive areas to rotate it about it in small titillating circles against her lust-moistened pussy flesh.