The doorbell rang as my wife Amanda and I were watching TV. Amanda heaved her sexy BBW frame off her comfy cuddle chair and padded barefoot to the door.

'That'll be Gemma.' She remarked.

Our mutual friend Gemma had borrowed my digital video camera a few days earlier to film a wedding.

'Come on through.' I heard Amanda offer and moments later she led Gemma into the lounge.

I turned the volume down on the latest 'celebrity' to be fired by Donald Trump and smiled as Gemma crossed to the sofa opposite my armchair.

'Hello.' We stated in unison.

I had always found Gemma attractive. She was slimmer than my lovely wife but their facial features were so similar they could have passed for twins. They even both had the same colour strawberry blonde hair. Amanda was the apple of my eye though. When I first clapped eyes on the pair in that crowded nightclub ten years ago I debated which one to approach.

I chose Amanda. I had not regretted that decision one little bit.

Gemma was dressed in a long raincoat, which I thought odd as it was the height of summer. As she sat down and crossed her legs I spied a quick glimpse of black stockings leading down to sexy black high heels. I felt myself become aroused.

 

Amanda sat back down on the large circular cuddle chair. 'How was the wedding?'

Gemma pretended to yawn dramatically. 'Uneventful. I was hoping at least for an aunt or uncle to fall down drunk. Thanks for the camera though.'

Gemma reached into the bag she had brought in with her and laid the camera down on the sofa beside her. She seemed a little nervous, as if there was something she wanted to say.

'I, uh, liked the little bonus you left for me.' She blushed.

Amanda looked at me, she was as nonplussed as I was. Then it dawned on me.

'Shit.' I whispered.

Gemma reached into her bag once more to pull out a small, unassuming, digital tape.

Amanda clutched the arms of the cuddle chair, I could tell she had cottoned on and realised which tape it was.

'Gemma, I'm so sorry. I'm mortified!' Amanda blurted.

I kept quiet, there was something about Gemma's body language I found intriguing.

'Don't be sorry.' Gemma whispered. 'I really liked it!'

Gemma sat forward in her seat. Her raincoat slipped off her knees and we caught a better glimpse of her stocking clad legs.

'I especially liked it when you squirted on Neil's cock whilst begging me to suck on your clit.'

 

Amanda buried her face in her hands. 'This is so embarrassing!' She exclaimed. 'I bet you think we're perverts!'

My reaction was the polar opposite. My cock stood to attention at the thought of Gemma enjoying watching me and Amanda screw.

'Don't be embarrassed, sweetheart.' Gemma said quietly.

'When Steven and I were together we used to film each other all the time...then submit the movies to amateur porn websites. That's how we were able to afford our trip abroad.'

My wife's face was bright red but full of relief. Gemma took another tape out of her bag and inserted it into the camera.

'I always wanted to film other people having sex but Steven would get jealous at the thought of it.' Gemma continued. 'I always wanted to be the director. Thinking up sexy situations and role-play...'

Amanda bit her lip, I could tell she was aroused at the thought of her best friend filming us at our most passionate and loving. Her breathing became heavier and, as she subconsciously ran her fingertips across her heaving bosom, my breathing became heavier too.

I joined my wife on the cuddle chair. The erection bulging against my shorts was very apparent as I slipped in beside her and stroked her thigh.

'Neil always said he wanted someone else to do the filming as we fucked.' Amanda spoke shyly. 'The problem was we didn't want any of our friends to think we were sickos. And it felt weird finding a stranger online to join us.'

'I don't think you're sickos.' Gemma laughed as she prepared the camera. 'I think you're both hot as fuck.'

'Me?' Amanda said, surprised. She placed a hand on her plump tummy. 'Seriously?'

'Of course!' Gemma seemed shocked at the idea that anyone could think of Amanda as less than stunning. 'Look at those great tits! That fine ass!'

I had to agree with her. I had always preferred my ladies on the larger side. I placed my hand on my wife's chest and ran my fingers across the erect nipple poking through the fabric of her bra and dress.

Gemma 'tsk'ed' as she aimed the camera at us. 'Don't start till I say Action.'