A follow up to this http://hhanon.livejournal.com/2037.html?thread=1941749#t1941749
Home Movies - The Next Day
The next morning, Martha couldn’t get Mat out of the house quick enough, she wanted to get back up to bed so she could settle down in comfort and watch another video. She had yet to choose another one, and the thought of watching another of Mat’s home made sex shows excited her a great deal. So much so that when Mat had returned home the previous evening she had dragged him into their bed for an impromptu sex session.
Giving her a big kiss, Mat left the house. Martha thought that he was going to the studio, but as soon as he had sat in the back of the cab that came to fetch him every day, he got out his mobile and quickly pressed speed dial. Waiting impatiently, Mat gazed out of the window, watching as the cab crawled through the rush hour traffic. A noise at the other end quickly bought him back to the here and now, smiling happily, he blew a kiss down the phone line and told the person at the other end that he would be with them in about half an hour, and to be sure to keep the bed warm.
Back at their house, Martha had shoved all of the plates in the dishwasher and switched it on, she would leave the vacuuming for later. A video hidden in a box at the back of Mat’s wardrobe was calling her name. Rummaging in the snack cupboard, she pulled out a large bottle of Pepsi and a few bags of crisps, she didn’t want to have to stop the film to go and get food if she felt hungry.
Checking carefully that she had everything that she wanted, Martha began to climb the stairs to their bedroom, her stomach filling with butterflies as the excitement grew. Putting her snacks down on to the bedside table, she walked over to the wardrobe, and leaning in pulled out the box. Sitting down on the bed, she put the box down next to her, and plucked a tape out of the box, looking at the title she frowned and put it back, ‘Southend’ didn’t sound very good to her. The next one was called ‘Simon’s Birthday’, deciding that it would probably be boring that one went back as well. Third time lucky, Martha’s choice this time was called ‘Simon’s New Flat’, sighing she decided to at least take a look at it.
Putting it into the machine, she settled herself down, ready to eject the film if it proved to be boring. A few minutes later Martha knew she had again hit the jackpot, she had found another home made sex film. So far the only people in it were Jim and Simon, but from what she had seen so far they would be more than enough.
Simon was sat on a cream leather sofa, in a pale cream sitting room. He was shirtless, but was wearing a pair of scruffy jeans that were unbuttoned and the flies unzipped. His feet were also bare. Jim was knelt between his outstretched legs, his head bent over Simon’s crotch, his head bobbing up and down as he gave Simon what seemed to be, if his face was anything to go by, an extremely good blowjob. Jim actually had on more clothes than Simon, he was still wearing a t-shirt and his boxers, but there was no sign of his shoes or his trousers.
Simon had his head thrown back against the back of the sofa, his bottom lip held tightly in his teeth, and his eyes closed as Jim continued to suck on his beautiful tool. Martha couldn’t work out how Jim managed to get so much cock into his mouth, but he seemed to be able to deep throat all of it. Dropping one hand down on to his head, Simon signalled that he wanted Jim to stop. Gazing up at the tall, well built man, from underneath his long eyelashes, Jim released the hard throbbing organ, grinning as it sprung back and thwacked hard against Simon’s washboard hard belly. Reaching down, he cupped a hand under Jim’s chin and drew him up into a kiss, his tongue forcing its way into the wet warmth, and exploring vigorously. Breaking the kiss, Simon got to his feet and smiling down at the slender blond at his feet, pushed his jeans down over his hips, revealing his body in all its naked splendour. Kicking his jeans away, he sat back down, again spreading his legs, showing off the family jewels for all to see.
Unprompted: Jim/Simon + Mat/Martha NC-17
Home Movies - The Next Day
The next morning, Martha couldn’t get Mat out of the house quick enough, she wanted to get back up to bed so she could settle down in comfort and watch another video. She had yet to choose another one, and the thought of watching another of Mat’s home made sex shows excited her a great deal. So much so that when Mat had returned home the previous evening she had dragged him into their bed for an impromptu sex session.
Giving her a big kiss, Mat left the house. Martha thought that he was going to the studio, but as soon as he had sat in the back of the cab that came to fetch him every day, he got out his mobile and quickly pressed speed dial. Waiting impatiently, Mat gazed out of the window, watching as the cab crawled through the rush hour traffic. A noise at the other end quickly bought him back to the here and now, smiling happily, he blew a kiss down the phone line and told the person at the other end that he would be with them in about half an hour, and to be sure to keep the bed warm.
Back at their house, Martha had shoved all of the plates in the dishwasher and switched it on, she would leave the vacuuming for later. A video hidden in a box at the back of Mat’s wardrobe was calling her name. Rummaging in the snack cupboard, she pulled out a large bottle of Pepsi and a few bags of crisps, she didn’t want to have to stop the film to go and get food if she felt hungry.
Checking carefully that she had everything that she wanted, Martha began to climb the stairs to their bedroom, her stomach filling with butterflies as the excitement grew. Putting her snacks down on to the bedside table, she walked over to the wardrobe, and leaning in pulled out the box. Sitting down on the bed, she put the box down next to her, and plucked a tape out of the box, looking at the title she frowned and put it back, ‘Southend’ didn’t sound very good to her. The next one was called ‘Simon’s Birthday’, deciding that it would probably be boring that one went back as well. Third time lucky, Martha’s choice this time was called ‘Simon’s New Flat’, sighing she decided to at least take a look at it.
Putting it into the machine, she settled herself down, ready to eject the film if it proved to be boring. A few minutes later Martha knew she had again hit the jackpot, she had found another home made sex film. So far the only people in it were Jim and Simon, but from what she had seen so far they would be more than enough.
Simon was sat on a cream leather sofa, in a pale cream sitting room. He was shirtless, but was wearing a pair of scruffy jeans that were unbuttoned and the flies unzipped. His feet were also bare. Jim was knelt between his outstretched legs, his head bent over Simon’s crotch, his head bobbing up and down as he gave Simon what seemed to be, if his face was anything to go by, an extremely good blowjob. Jim actually had on more clothes than Simon, he was still wearing a t-shirt and his boxers, but there was no sign of his shoes or his trousers.
Simon had his head thrown back against the back of the sofa, his bottom lip held tightly in his teeth, and his eyes closed as Jim continued to suck on his beautiful tool. Martha couldn’t work out how Jim managed to get so much cock into his mouth, but he seemed to be able to deep throat all of it. Dropping one hand down on to his head, Simon signalled that he wanted Jim to stop. Gazing up at the tall, well built man, from underneath his long eyelashes, Jim released the hard throbbing organ, grinning as it sprung back and thwacked hard against Simon’s washboard hard belly. Reaching down, he cupped a hand under Jim’s chin and drew him up into a kiss, his tongue forcing its way into the wet warmth, and exploring vigorously. Breaking the kiss, Simon got to his feet and smiling down at the slender blond at his feet, pushed his jeans down over his hips, revealing his body in all its naked splendour. Kicking his jeans away, he sat back down, again spreading his legs, showing off the family jewels for all to see.