The camcorder became a regular presence in our bedroom- I never knew when it was on or off- and I didn't care. When Nick and I were making love, he was my only concern or awareness.
I told him I'd watch the tape sometime when he was gone... I was a little wary of what my reactions would be. I was afraid I'd sound stupid or look weird or something. He was out for the afternoon and I'd found the tape lying near the VCR labeled "US", he must have watched it recently.
I put the tape in and turned off the lights, settling into the recliner and leaning back. I pushed 'play' on the remote and watched the screen flicker- and there was our bedroom.
The lights were all on- Nick prefers having the room illuminated when we're having sex- and the camera was focused on the bed.
I watched as Nick and I appeared on the screen- dressed up from a night out- him leading me into our bedroom, holding my hand. We stopped at the edge of the bed and I sat down, looking up at Nick.
He reached out to gently caress my cheek and I leaned into his touch. My hands wandered up his legs, stopping to rest on his belt buckle. I undid his belt and pants as his fingertips danced over my face and on down to the spaghetti straps of my dress.
I stood up and reached up to his collar, tugging him down to kiss me. I saw the smirk on his face just before his lips touched mine.
From there the progression was logical- his hands slid down my back, gathering the hem of my dress up as we kissed, but watching it seemed so very erotic- I'd become a voyeur on my own sex life.
I couldn't take my eyes off the screen as we undressed each other- his hands skimming over my body as he pulled my dress and panties off, the look of delight when he realized I hadn't been wearing a bra... the look on my own face as I pulled his shirt off, his pants and boxers down. From my expression it seemed like I was seeing his naked body revealed for the first time. It almost surprised me that the amazement I felt each time I looked at him showed so clearly.
His tanned skin seemed to glow in the lights of the bedroom, and watching the muscles in his arms and back flex as he moved around me, first holding me close to him and then laying me down, had stated a desire flowing through me I hadn't expected.
For a second nearly the only thing in focus on the screen was his ass- his delicious backside- and I giggled when I saw myself grabbing it. His responsive moan was the first audible sound I'd picked up and hearing it gave me a chill.
The camera refocused itself and I could see us both clearly again- Nick kissing my breasts and my navel, then my thighs as my face contorted into an anxious expression- no doubt I was ready for what I knew was coming.
I watched as he spread my knees apart and settled between them, his face nestled between my thighs. I gapsed simulataneously with the sound from the television. My hands had begun wandering over my body without my realizing and seeing him give me pleasure and obviously enjoying it himself had made me so hot- I had to touch myself.
My fingers were slipping underneath my panties, but my attention was immediately drawn back to the television when I heard myself whimpering, begging him for more.
I was flushed, my face and chest red, my fingers in his short hair, apparently trying to keep his head down.
My body was physically warm- I couldn't believe I was getting so turned on by what I was seeing. I managed to get out of my clothes without taking my eyes off the tv, and my fingers were trailing over my thighs, like I couldn't let myself go until I'd seen more of us on the tape.
I could hear him mumbling something, I couldn't tell what, but his words/actions caused me to shriek and my body to convulse. He moved off to the side, and pulled me up, onto my hands and knees so that we were perpendicular to the camera.
I could feel the blush creeping into my cheeks- hearing myself pleading with him to take me, fuck me..
His hand grasped his cock, he groaned as he teased me with the tip.
My mouth fell open as I watched him disappear inside of me- nearly as I had done onscreen. My back arched and I moaned loudly, instinctively pressing back against him, trying to take in more of him.
His hands first went to my hips, holding me steady as he established his rhythm, sliding in and out of me in long, deep strokes.
His expression was practically euphoric- eyes closed, lips parted with the occassional growl, hiss, moan or sigh escaping.
Each time I'd hear him or see the look on my own face when he was deep inside me- a shudder would run through my body and partially in response to my touches. My hands went to my breasts as I watched his do the same, squeezing them as he continued thrusting against me.
The attention on my breasts didn't last long, his hand moved along the curves of my body, slipping between my legs and mine did the same. The wetness I discovered didn't shock me as it might have earlier- Nick had been right- this was a good idea... a damn sexy one. My fingers teased my clit, while I watched myself responding to Nick doing the same thing to me.
He was panting, breathlessly moaning he was about to cum and I was begging again- for him to let go, let me feel him.
He leaned down over me, his chest pressed against my back, and swept my hair to the side, biting down on my neck, causing me to gasp and writhe underneath him. My reaction must have been what he was waiting for- his body stiffened then he visibly trembled as he came. The way my name sounded on his lips, the motions of his fingers and his continuting to thrust as his release faded triggered mine- I grabbed fist-fulls of the sheets and tossed my head back, moaning in ecstasy.
My climax now wasn't as loud, but rocked my body just as well. I was still quivering as I watched Nick move from behind me and pull me into a spooning position, saying he loved me.
I was still breathing hard when the screen when black and I heard, "Fucking hot, isn't it?"
I didn't even realize the lights had been turned on- my head whipped around to see Nick standing just to the side of the recliner. I couldn't even say anything, but just nodded.
He knelt beside the recliner, his fingers roaming over my naked body. "I knew you'd like it... I love watching you on there.. hearing you... Do you have any idea how sexy it is... to see you watching us? And touching yourself... makes me wanna do it all over again." He crawled onto the recliner with me, covering my body with his, pushing the chair all the way back.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, lightly running my nails back and forth across his shoulders as he nipped at my collarbone, "Should we get the camcorder?"
