I’m not a prude.  Let’s be clear, I love sex.  My lover … isn’t that a great word?  So much better than ‘partner,’ don’t you think?  My lover and I rejoice in regular and intense sex together.  There’s just one thing.

He pressures me.  No, not to beat me or force me into a threesome, although the latter does have some appeal; he wants me to watch porn with him.  It just has no appeal for me.  Why watch plastic models with inflatable boobs get fucked by burly men covered in rather ghastly tattoos?

I held out for a long time, but one night he persuaded me to try a little amateur porn – normal people doing normal things to each other – while we make out.  “Just zone out if you don’t like it,” he said.

Well, it was quite a surprise; no plastic models, not burly men, and certainly no tattoos.

Having agreed to try it out, we went up to our room and took our time working up to the main event.  There was a definite frisson in the air, and I was fairly wound up by the time he wrapped his arms around me and undid each button on my top, slowly and methodically while I could hear his heavy breath in my ear.  I guess he was wound up too.

Slipping the top over my shoulders and off my arms, he quickly and professionally flicked the catch on my bra, which landed on the floor with a satisfying thump.  His hands moved back and cupped both my breasts, teasing my nipples into erection and sending delicious messages straight to my already wet pussy.

Sinking to his knees, he pulled down my knickers slowly, kissing each exposed area of flesh as he did so.  Grasping my hips, he licked and kissed my arse and it felt so, so good.  Kicking my knickers away from my foot, I turned to face him and said, “Now your turn.”

Taking my time, I stripped him of everything, from his shirt to his socks, but keeping his trousers until last.  Pulling down his underpants, I had to dodge as his cock sprang out to greet me.  Taking him into my mouth, I bobbed up and down, but he gently pulled me away and groaned, “No more, love, I need to save you for the main event.”

Picking me up as if I weighed nothing, he laid me down on the bed and with a hand under each cheek of my arse, he lifted my core up to his mouth and started the most divine session of pussy-eating I could remember.

I’m noisy.  No arguments.  I am noisy, and on this occasion, I was so wound up that I think I was worse than ever and even forgot about the porn until he stopped after my third orgasm and challenged me with, “What were you saying about ‘my turn’?  Let’s see about that porn.”

We settled down on the bed so we could both see our sixty-five-inch TV and he fiddled with the laptop he’d connected to the screen.  “I’ve skipped the intro,“ he said, “so we can enjoy the fun from the beginning.”

I began to shut down, thinking that I didn’t like porn and wondering why I had to pretend to want to watch this stuff.  I lay there, his hard cock nuzzling between my bum cheeks, and that cheered me up – I love that feeling.

I looked at the screen and saw a room with a beautiful naked girl, legs spread and headphones on, clearly listening to music.  I’m straight, but she was pretty and as her fingers began to move around her body, inexorably moving towards her hot centre, I have to confess that I found it pretty erotic.

I could feel the cock between my cheeks move up and down a little.  Well, it’s one way to wank and I was mesmerised by the girl on the screen as she rubbed her clit faster and faster, twitching as she came.  I moaned and the voice in my ear said, “You see?  It’s hot, isn’t it.”  I just moaned again in response.

Thinking that was it, I relaxed and watched the pretty girl do the same after her orgasm, but I then spotted another girl entering the room.  The girl on the bed said something that I couldn’t hear, but the new girl stripped off her clothes and knelt on the bed, lowering her mouth to the girl’s pussy and setting to work.

I said I was straight and I think the important word here is ‘was.’  This was too hot to ignore.  I felt more movement between my cheeks and a hand creeping round to play with my clit.

I started to make a lot of noise as this was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.  The girl on the bed still had on her headphones and her eyes were closed and she was clearly loving every delicious minute of this girl, as was I.  Building to a crescendo, the orgasm that hit both the girl on the bed and me was stupendous.  I was hooked.  Amateur porn most certainly did it for me.

“How was that, sweet girl?” I vaguely heard behind me and was just about able to mutter, “Mmm,” in reply.

I guessed the show was over, but not a bit of it.  On the screen, the door opened once again and in walked a hunk of a man.  “Are you sure this is amateur? It looks set up,” I asked. 

“Sure is,” came the abbreviated reply.

Taking off her headphones, the girl on the bed looked suitably surprised given she had two potential lovers in her room.  She pointed at the girl on the bed whose face was soaked in her juices and whose arse was sticking up in the air pointing directly at the man who had come in.

Stripping off in a blink, his impressive erection waving before him, the man approached the girl’s bottom as presented, and sank his manhood straight into her waiting snatch.  My mind was in overdrive.  Is he up to doing both of them?  Is the girl on the bed a lesbian and not interested in him?  What next?

As if answering my question, I could see him build up the speed, pounding the girl from behind until she started to shudder and shake, and I could just hear her cry out in pleasure.  Slowing down, he withdrew, his shiny wet member waving once again and looking for more pussy.

Rolling over on the bed, the freshly fucked girl cleared the way for direct access to the girl with the headphones and with practised skill, he slipped straight into her waiting cunt.  My hand was now a blur as I watched, transfixed by the pounding she was getting from this beautiful stud.

Once again, he built up the speed and I watched as the girl’s stomach muscles tensed and relaxed in her third intense orgasm of the evening.  Pulling out of her, the man gave three quick strokes of his cock and jet after jet of his glorious sperm sprayed out, perfectly directed at each girl in turn, sharing his bounty across their tits.

At the same time, I could feel the cock between my cheeks speed up a little too, and a tasty jet of cum squirt up my back before I was hugged close and our two bodies were glued together with hot, creamy spunk.

I was delighted and sat up, applauding what I had seen and giving a little cheer.

“Where did you find that?” I asked, rather out of breath.

“Well, are you ready for this?”

“Sure,” I replied.

“Our neighbour is a private detective who has audio equipment and masturbates while listening to us fucking.”

“That’s disgusting,” I snorted, “why would she do that?”

“I heard her cum after we made love last time and challenged her with it, realising she was listening to us.  She apologised and said she should return the favour.  She has some amazing video cameras as well and set them up for us to watch.”

“So that was live sex?” I gasped.

“Amateur, live, and it made you as horny as hell.”

“Fuck the threesome you want,” I demanded, “let’s go straight for the fivesome!”

Putting on my dressing gown, I headed out to the apartment next door, not waiting to see if my lover would join me.