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Camera Man | Sex Story

David walked into the main room to what used to be the back lobby of a theater. Now it served a different purpose. His heart raced in his chest as he walked past a small raised stage. For the moment, the place was empty. But his mind drifted back to just a week before. He had not had so much fun in quite a long time.

An hour later, the room was full again as camera crews finished up the last touches to prepare to film. Seventy other guys had gathered with more and more filing into the room. A lot of them wearing masks so their faces would not be seen on the cameras while others kept eyeing them with anticipation of being on film.

David worked one of those cameras.

The gong sounded and a beautiful woman stepped out from behind a curtain. She was pale in complexion but her beauty was unsurpassed. The fun was about to start. She slowly made her way down a runway, eyeing a few of the men on the way. David's heart picked up to see her. He eased in to a close-up of the beauty and then panned back out as she kneeled at first to the stage. To his view, she was rather into everything. Eager to perform.

He watched her lay to the stage and begin to tease herself. His gaze stared at her tight slit and near perfect body. She looked oriental but for that moment, he didn't care what she was. All he cared about were the thoughts and fantasies of running up onto the stage and stuffing his already throbbing cock into her. His mind snapped back to attention, as in the theme of the moment, he discarded his clothing at the sound of the first gong, leaving him in nothing more than his boxer shorts.

When he came back to the camera, it looked like that woman on center stage was in her own little world. After a few more moments, the next gong sounded. All the men stood to their feet around her. He was already stroking his rock hard cock like most of the men in the crowd. To his view, it seemed like every time the gongs went off, the oriental woman was drifting more and more away almost not hearing them anymore.

The second gong sounded and all the guys in the crowd dropped their shorts leaving a room full of naked and horny men that all wanted nothing more than to paint the beautiful woman in a gallon of cum. And when the third gong rang and the entire crowd shouted “BUKKAKE!” it didn't even so much as phase the target for the night.

David stared through the camera, getting a nice view of the womans body from between her thighs and straight up to her face as the first of many, shot off like a cannon onto her. He felt himself getting quite the aroused indeed but did not want to make himself go off too soon. Oh no. He wanted his turn at the soon to be soaked woman.

His orders were simple for the night. Just keep the camera where it was and enjoy the show. He stepped to the side, glaring over the crowd all stepping up to the plate one at a time. Though his main attention was on the fact that unlike most of the women he filmed, this one in particular seemed to get more and more into things as the number continued to climb with the number of men over her body.

His eyes glazed over, watching the woman pleasure herself and bring herself to the brink. His cock giving a hard twitch as he watched in awe as the woman came and flooded her own thighs in her erotic juices.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder after a few moments. He turned around seeing one of the other cameramen there to relieve him. He said nothing at all and weeded his way through the crowd to the stage to await his turn.

Transfixed on the woman, the scent of her powerful lust caught his nose and he took in a deep breath. He loved watching these take place with all these different women but this one was special. He stepped forward, finally getting to see her up close. He pumped his cock readily, gazing over her glistening body just as she turned over to her hands and knees. She pointed her ass right to him. It was all he could do to resist the urge to kneel behind her and plow his cock into her to finish. His gaze traveled along her beauty as his own arousal started to draw close to its peak.

He caught her longing gaze over him, begging him on to coat her and in response, his orgasm erupted through his body with jets of hot sticky cream splashing down over her pert and tight ass, trailing down and dripping to the floor. He had cum so hard for her that he almost fell to his knees under the ***** of the eruption.

But as he knew, his pleasure would be short lived as he was ushered out of the way for another guy to paint her body white just as he did. He walked back a little wobbly to his camera and settled himself down on one of the chairs. His eyes closed a moment as he basked in the tingles still shivering over his body. He couldn't help but watch the oriental woman. Her once perfect makeup, smeared down her cheeks and her beautiful body oiled in cum.

The last man shot onto her and had seated himself. The woman was still frantically pumping her fingers in the deep desire for another orgasm just as the gong sounded for her to stop.

He couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Wanting to apologize to her for not being able to completely fulfill her fantasy. But by the look of utter ecstasy as her face was cleaned up enough for her to exit, he could tell that was far from the truth. And when the cameras stopped rolling for the night. He felt a little envy for her. Envious that her utmost fantasies has truly been granted.

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Walking In The Night | Sex Story

I didn't know what had woken me. I felt as if I had been drinking earlier without getting drunk and had woken neither drunk nor sober.

I considered the possibility. I didn't remember drinking. I had come straight home, to my new home, after a frenetic week at work. I'd microwaved lasagne for one while Tom Waits growled about love from the stereo. Later I woke with my cold tea on the sofa's arm and my paperback, page lost, in my lap.

Perhaps people who claimed alien abduction felt as I did when they woke after spaceships, interrogation centres, intergalactic zoos or whatever. The line between real and unreal seemed narrow. It must, I thought, be easy to slip into the oncoming traffic and find oneself crazy or philosophising.

I rarely dreamed pictures; mine was an audile mind. Mixed lines of songs passed through it. “I fell into the Ocean and you became my way”; “The ship is sinking . . . God's away on business…” Discomfort with pragmatisms at work jigsawed with Waits' lyrics. “Forget our virtue and put stones in our bed.” I wanted to turn over and go back to *****. My thoughts and bladder conspired against me.

I sat up and tried to open my eyes. The lids were glued then ballasted with sand. They sc*****d across my pupils. My eyes refused to focus as I stumbled towards the bathroom. The terrain of the bedroom and livingroom beyond were foreign.

Reality *****d itself on me. The strangeness of my bed and of the rooms were just that they were new. Part of my home of only five days. As I sat on the toilet the business in my mind faded. I grew aware of the real noises around my, and the bank's, converted warehouse.

A tram clanked over the rails at the lane's end. The last tram left the city before one; morning must still be far away. A slight breeze entered along with the loom from the street lights through the window above the cistern behind me. It carried the scent of night dust you only find in the city.

I became aware of people. I thought they might be downstairs; in the garage or, perhaps the tiny rear courtyard. I tried to fix my sensation of them. My stomach tightened and chilled. I sat naked, tiny, vulnerable and still. The plastic seat pressed into my buttocks. I had yet to relieve my bladder and no longer could.

Their's was the sound of moving and voices not words. Almost not even tones. I strained to position them.

They were outside.

I took a breath. The ridge beneath my ribs stung. I bore down and the sound of my stream drowned out their noise. After I stood I sneaked a look out the window. Renegade bamboo ran between the fence and clothes line. The noise was from beyond the bamboo, from my neighbour's yard. There was nothing to see.

Back in my bed, I was unable to return to *****. The sheets were too stiff or cold. I pulled the blankets high and grew too hot. I tried for my previous dreams. All the time I heard the neighbours' noise. It was clearer than from the bathroom.

The bedroom had full height windows. Before winter they would need curtains but were presently bare. I would have turned on the light and read but felt embarrassed that the people would see I was awake and overhearing them.

Eventually my curiosity won out. Standing to one side of the window I could see past the bamboo.

I had seen my neighbour, a plumpish pleasant enough looking woman in her late twenties or early thirties, before. That night, she was kneeling in her court, naked. At first I thought she was ill or might have fallen. I stepped closer to the glass.

On her far side was a man. He was also naked and his hand was in front of him. I thought he was reaching towards her then recognised his motion. He was masturbating.

I kept still.

He spasmed. I was too far away to see him ejaculate but I did see my neighbour lean towards him and, apparently, catch his seed on her chest. There was a faint cheer on the other side of the glass. She rubbed her hands over her breasts and belly.

She was still massaging his come into her skin when another man took his place before her. The new fellow's erection stood from him. His hands towards it before she stopped him, holding his hands in hers. She leaned over his prick, lifting her buttocks off her heels. She seemed to dribble spit onto him before releasing her grip. He took his balls in one hand and started jerking off withed the other.

My own hands were within the fork of my legs. I hadn't consciously touched myself. My left palm was against my mons. Index and ring fingers split my folds and the finger between found my clit. My other hand folded over them. A finger entered me. It moved in time with the man.

My neighbour bent her head back. The man leaned so his cock was above her face. There was another cheer. His hand stilled. Mine didn't. Before I even realised he had come across her face his place was taken by another masturbating man and then another.

I came straining on the tips of my toes and my forehead was against the cold window. My legs were wide. I had crowded three wet fingers into myself. My sight blacked out, returned and blacked out again. My nose and teeth ground against the glass. My legs shuddered and continued trembling as I eased myself onto flat feet.

After, my vagina still pulsed against my fingers. It was to delicate to remove then or leave them inside me. My sight returned again. There was a new man in front of her. Her face was thrown back. Her eyes were on me.

I pulled back from the window and sat on the edge of my bed. Sporadic cheers continued. I lay under my blankets and later went into the loungeroom. With the lights off I watched an old Grace Kelly movie on the television. Somewhere through it I fell a***** and woke to children's cartoons.

I remembered, as I showered, my neighbour and brought myself off again.

I had just dressed when there was a knock at the door. I clattered downstairs to open it. My neighbour was standing there.

“We'd better have coffee,” she said.

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