Neighbors Contribute to My Compilation Video Collection (With an Example Pic)

Please excuse the jumbled timeline, these experiences were all so great, its hard to place them chronologically so they are sort of ‘cumming’ out as I think back on those times.  This episode actually took place after the “Welcome Back, Neighbors” story, which was #2 in this series.  Technically this would be #3 but I skipped to our last foursome adventure out of the excitement that story still brings me.  I hope that’s not all too confusing!  In summary, this was the third group masturbation session I had with my ex and our neighbors.  In those days with the internet still blossoming but streaming video still out of the question, VHS tapes were still the standard, DVD was a rumor and just around the corner but if you went to your local video store, it was all VHS format.  When I was stationed in England, I ended up with 2 VCRs so I could copy movies that friends had brought over, the US based format is NTSC while the Brits use the PAL format, so renting videos locally wasn’t an option.  All the military families would swap out tapes and movies so most of us had 2 VHS units to copy/add to our collection for a little taste of home.  Of course, there was the seedy side of this swapping going on too, there was always some porn videos going around for people to make copies of.  This is where I started my own project, making a giant compilation video tape of nothing but cumshots!  Ever since I saw my first cumshot as a young man (someone else’s - I was spying on) I had a fascination with them.  When I first started ejaculating, I was amazed to discover I had this little liquid-projectile-launching device and just assumed everyone shot cum like I did.  Granted, most porn stars in those days were shooters too so it sort of furthered my misunderstanding that this was the norm.  No matter, by the time I had returned to the ‘states’, I had a nice little start to my collection on this one tape.  Imagine my thrill to discover the local video rental store in town did have one of those small little back rooms with rows of 80’s and 90’s porn – the golden age of porn, when they still tried to act and present a story line!  HA! Our free weekends, we would usually rent one new release, one old cheesy horror movie and 1 adult movie.  Late Saturday night would usually find me or both of us with my compilation tape in the record deck, the porn in the play deck and my hands juggling remote controls and a hard cock.  My ex would often join me in the living room with her toy selection and I’d record just the highlights and add to my ever growing compilation tape.  By the time our neighbors, Kelly and Kurt moved in across the street, that compilation tape was almost a full hour of dudes blasting cum across faces, tits, stomachs, asses, legs, hands, straight up in the air… you name it and cum was getting on it!  After our second ‘party’ together, one evening hanging out on the front porch I asked if they had any “adult movies” I could borrow for my project.  They were immediately interested in what my project was so I sort of hesitantly told them I was putting together a tape of nothing but cumshots.  As I said in the first story, I was younger and less secure in my sexuality and sort of feared my kink was abnormal or would be laughed at.  Kelly and Kurt were immediately interested and said they would let me borrow their small collection if they could watch my project video.  I immediately knew this was going to be a great weekend!  As it turned out, they had half a dozen videos – all copied to VHS tapes – so we decided we would just sit there and fast forward to the cumshots, then back up and record them in an effort to compress the time.  Saturday started sort of early, I think we were all eager to get down to it!  We shared a pizza, had some beers and fast-forwarded to the cumshots, then recorded the “best” ones.  It was great fun for everyone to critique each cumshot and talk about what they liked and didn’t like about each one.  As it turned out, we were all quite fond of watching the spunk spray and this was around the time I also discovered my enjoyment of watching handjobs and handjob finishes.  After an hour or so we were more than halfway through their collection and the laughing and talking had sort of died down.  The food was digested and the mood was shifting from silly to serious and everyone was getting pretty aroused.  Kelly leaned over and whispered something to Kurt and he announced they were going to take the finished tape back over to their house, put on some comfortable clothes and would be right back.  I stopped the current recording project and we all took a break for restroom trips and slipping into more comfortable attire.  My ex put on her silk kimono with some loose boxers underneath and braless up top.  She was pretty small chested so bra’s weren’t necessary and she often went without.  I put on my loose, baggy shorts I normally slept in and often edged in, there was plenty of loose soft material I could use to wrap around my cock for slow squeezing and teasing, and grabbed my waking poncho.  When Kelly and Kurt returned, they had a small backpack and Kurt proudly explained that Kelly wanted to bring along her accessories to help enjoy the show…if we didn’t mind.  In spite of our escapades, Kelly still seemed a bit shy to acknowledge the obvious.  My ex said that was a great idea and ran back to collect her plug-in unit and “Mr Head”.  Kelly was wearing sweat pants and a sweatshirt and Kurt had some loose shorts similar to mine and a T shirt.  My ex returned with her accessories, handed over a blanket for Kelly and Kurt, got her own blanket and we resumed our project.  I was already semi-hard from the anticipation so it was easy to squeeze and play in between hitting pause, rewind, play, and record.  Pretty soon there was a nice quiet buzzing in the room, some deep breathing and the occasional fap fap fap sound.  We sort of grew a bit vocal again, commenting on the imagery and the girls started talking specifically what they liked and didn’t like to see.  They were both tired of seeing facials and both hated the feeling of cum in their eyes.  Then the talk turned to the force of the cumshots, the distance, the consistency, and how many times a guy could cum in a single session.  We had all seen Kurt and my own cumshots so there wasn’t any new mystery, but Kelly wanted to see which one of us shot the furthest – sort of a competition.  I said I was too busy operating remote controls and trying to record scenes to really have a spank contest and my ex suggested Kurt could go first and they could get a tape measure to record the furthest drops then after I finish recording the scenes / or when I was ready I could shot my own, standing in the same place then measure my distance.  She went and got a flat sheet out of the linen closet to spread out in the living room between the couch and recliners, in front of the TV.  Kurt said there’s no way he was going to stand in the middle of the room and jack off in front of everyone by himself.  Kelly said she would make sure he had all the help he needed, to which my ex said she’d offer moral support and put on her own show at the same time.  We resumed watching/recording and the girls got back to buzzing.  I could see the blanket bouncing up and down out of the corner of my eye and knew there was pretty enthusiastic wanking going on under there.  I was fully hard but distracted trying to operate the machinery.  Kelly was the first to slid the blanket off, letting us all see those beautiful labia with a skinny little buzzing egg in the middle, working her clit.  I completely lost track of the video project looking at her pussy, she had the puffiest labia I’d ever seen and her clitoral hood stood put perfectly between and above them with almost perfect symmetry.  I don’t know if they were always so red, but every time I had seen them had been after a fair amount of stimulation and they were almost glowing.  Kurt looked down at his wife’s display, then sort of over at my ex, as if saying it was her turn.  She caught the glance and pulled her own blanket off.  Her kimono was completely open, still covering her nipples but her freshly shaven pussy was on full display as she held the massager in place.  Mr Head was nearby and after some cursory deep throating it, she slipped it easily into place and began working it in and out at a nice steady pace.  Her juices moistened the silicone toy easily and quickly so it almost shimmered in the dim light.  Her toy had pronounced veins and an exaggerated head rim, similar to my own head when I’m extremely aroused.  Watching her inner lips grip the contours of the veins and head rim as she slowly pulled the toy out each time was hypnotic and I really wanted to see how that would look going in and out of Kelly’s magnificent minge.  Evidently the stimulation was too much and Kurt flung the blanket to the side, stood up at the edge of the sheet, cupping his balls with his left hand and milking his shaft with his right, he leaned back, moaned/growled and almost stopped pumping his hand altogether.  At first a little stream of precum oozed down his fist, then he started pumping furiously.  His first blast was pretty strong and shot almost across the sheet, it was very watery and more like a spritz, then second shot was similar, then the third grew more solid and ropelike but didn’t travel as far, then there were a few more solid rope spurts before his ejaculation settled down into just oozing and drips.  Within a few spurts, both Kelly and my ex started cumming too and the sheer excitement of the moment I damn near came in my pants where I was sitting and had to take my hands completely off myself.  I just let the porn play at this point so everyone could compose themselves and after a bit, my ex went to the garage and returned with a tape measure, turns out she was actually serious about this endeavor.  She measured from the edge of the sheet to the furthest droplets and it was just over 3 feet, then she told Kurt to get back where he was standing so she could measure the height of his cock from the ground – I think it was just an excuse to touch his still swollen cock.  He happily got back to where he was and she made extra sure she had the measurement while touching his cock as much as she could.  Kurt’s cock was roughly the same length as mine, probably similar girth, but his was more aerodynamic and we are both circumcised.  His head was pointier – like a cone shape and his shaft had less pronounced veins when he was fully hard, but my ex was none the less interested in looking at it up close and feeling it.  I have to admit there was a small pang of jealousy, but with Kelly’s spectacular pussy still on full display it was hard to focus on much else.    Kurt sat back down and covered up, my ex folded the sheet over so there was now a dry place again for my turn then sat back down.  Kelly had settled down and covered herself back up and everyone got some drinks and refreshments while I finished dubbing the last few scenes.  I was relieved to be done with the technical stuff and hoping the party wasn’t over because I was so past ready to unload it was difficult not to just rub it out then and there.  My ex said now we should rewind my compilation tape and just start it at the beginning so they could see the collection we had amassed.  I was more than happy to comply, knowing now I could just relax and enjoy the show without fighting with remote controls and wrangling a throbbing cock.  As the familiar beginning I’d seen so many times started up, we all reclined and I wrestled my shorts off under my poncho to make things easier.  Kelly sort of laid down in Kurt’s lap and reached her left hand under the blanket and was probably playing with him.  He reached down and presumably started rubbing her under the blanket and I was willing that blanket back off with everything I had.  My ex soon fired up her massager again and I fully reclined, pitching an obvious tent, using both hands and thoroughly enjoying all the shows and action.  Of course, after all I had seen, heard and smelled, it didn’t take long before I started to reach the point of no return so I playfully asked if the tape measure was still around.  Everyone looked right at me expectantly, sort of putting me on the spot.  I un-reclined and got ready to stand up, at this my ex pulled her blanket aside and asked if I wanted some inspiration like Kurt had?  I obviously agreed and Kelly took that as her cue to pull off her blanket and reposition herself so that I could watch Kurt’s fingers massaging her swollen lips and pinch her clit.  This was all too much, I stood up quickly and took position, cupped my balls much like Kurt, leaned back and slowed my stroking to let the pressure build.  When I finally burst, I knew it was one of the most powerful shots I’d ever felt.  I heard the girls both vocalize their approval and Kurt even said something like “damn dude”!  I don’t know how many shots there were, I felt like something inside me (my prostate gland) had blown right out with my testicles, it was one of the most intense cum explosions of my life and I almost fell over.  During this shower, I heard Kelly moaning and cumming again, not sure if my ex did but everyone seemed to enjoy the show.  I collapsed into my recliner again, spent.  My ex got up and found the tape measure and measured the farthest drops at 6 feet, then started laughing to discover that I actually hit the bottom part of the entertainment unit, about a foot up from the ground so who knows how far that first blast actually would have travelled.  Everyone was laughing and amazed while I sat there basking in the afterglow of the biggest cumshot of my life, with 3 witnesses and “scientific documentation”!  As I leaned back looking around the room, my ex laid down right on the cumsoaked sheet and said us guys had been getting spoiled with all the attention and it was about time for us to focus on the girls’ pleasure.  She squirmed and rolled around in the cum, suggestively pulling her kimono off and smearing some of the cum onto her belly and down into her crotch.  At this, Kelly got up and agreed it was time for them to get some special attention, my ex slid over a bit and Kelly laid down on the set sheet and squirmed her ass around, smearing some of the cum on herself.  Kurt immediately got up and brought Kelly’s toy over as I handed my ex her plug in massager.  As the girls went to work on themselves, Kurt and I knelt down beside them, my ex said since Kelly was company she got to go first, then suggested everyone ‘work’ on her, then my ex would have her turn.  Kurt and I looked at each other briefly, sort of quizzical look of ‘are there any limits here’?  Kurt was positioned on Kelly’s left - on the ground, I was at the foot of the sheet by both girls’ feet.  My ex slid over a bit so I could scoot up between the girls, which positioned me right over a pair of beautifully shaved, plump, swollen pussies.   I had been dying to touch/taste Kelly’s lips ever since spotting her camel toe a few months previously and I figured this was my opportunity.  Kurt had leaned over and was sucking on Kelly’s left nipple, pinching her right with his other hand while she absentmindedly stroked his half hard cock dangling between his legs.  I started leaning down, watching both Kelly and Kurt for signs of “no” but there was no indication so after all this time, I carefully rested my tongue on Kelly’s clit hood and started applying steady even pressure, sliding my tongue down between those gorgeous outer labia.  She released an audible moan of pleasure while spreading he legs apart and I felt my ex’s hand slid up my leg and start massaging my relaxed cock.  Kelly’s pussy was extremely damp, before I got my tongue into it, warm, and tasted mildly like a copper penny with a sweet tinge to it.  It didn’t take long for Kelly to start moving her hips in rhythm to my tongue and she asked my ex if she could try out “Mr Head”.  My ex grabbed the silicone dildo, dampened it with her own mouth and positioned the head at Kelly’s entrance, I had to lift my face up to accommodate the entry but I had an incredibly close up view of the spectacle.  My ex gently pushed the penis into Kelly, which her cunt seemed to pull in with comfortable acceptance.  At this point, Kelly pulled Kurt’s cock into her mouth and started sucking and moaning.  I was transfixed watching the veins and head of that dildo pull Kelly’s inner labia slightly out with each stroke, imagining my own cock getting squeezed like that and I became instantly hard again.  I leaned back down and started licking and sucking Kelly’s clit while my ex continued a slow, steady twisting stroke in and out with Mr Head.  Kurt was playing with both of Kelly’s nipples while she sucked his cock with what concentration she could muster.  Within a few minutes Kelly started bucking and moaning loudly and begged my ex to fuck her as hard as she could with that cock.  I got out of the way and my ex pumped that cock into Kelly harder than I thought would be comfortable, but I could see more and more fluid coming out with each stroke and realized Kelly was literally cumming larger amounts of fluid than I had ever seen out of a woman, and it was the most beautiful sight I had witnessed in my early sexual life.  As the sloshing got louder to match Kelly’s vocalization, Kurt started bucking and shot his second load of the evening, spraying the left side of my ex’s face, left arm breast, the rest landing on Kelly’s tits and stomach.  In the heat of the moment, my ex leaned down and licked up a bit from Kelly’s right nipple which sent her into a second wave of orgasmic spasms.  Of course, all the action had me fully hard again so as Kelly settled down, my rolled over onto her back and said “I can’t take it anymore, I need to cum so bad, y’all better help me out!”.  I gently pulled Mr Head out of Kelly and in a dramatic visual demonstration, sucked off every ounce of lady-cum I could, even attempting my own version of a deep throat for the audience.  My ex turned on her industrial massager and put it right on her own clit.  Kelly took Mr Head from me and moistened it with her own mouth, then placed it at my ex’s opening and my ex slid herself  down on it, pulling it right up with that mystical inner vaginal vacuum.  Kurt laid down beside my ex, sort of looking at me for ‘permission’ and I said let’s all reverse our positions – giving Kurt permission to suck my ex’s pussy.  Kelly was laying on the cum soaked sheet beside my ex, operating Mr Head while Kurt went to work on her clit like I had done with Kelly.  I moved up to my ex’s head and she immediately took my cock into her mouth.  Kelly used a free hand to tickle and pinch my ex’s nipples and I knelt beside them both, hoping I could get my cock into Kelly’s mouth.  This arrangement had my ex spasming in no time, she grabbed Kurt’s head and crushed his face into her pussy as her hips bucked upwards, Kelly lost grip of Mr Head but Kurt caught it and took over pounding it into her shuddering pussy, again I could hear the sloshing wet sound of a soaking pussy getting abused with that contoured silicone cock.  My ex lost her oral grip on my cock during her moment of ecstasy so I took my cock in my hand and continued stroking it, still damp with her saliva.  Kelly turned her head and was inches from my cock, transfixed by my rapidly pumping hand and red-purple swollen head.  She reached up and started gently feeling the rim of my head with her finger tips so I stopped the pumping and let her take over.  Her tender fingertip method was such a contrast to the aggressive sucking of my ex then my own pumping and she remarked at how fascinated she was with my prominent head and it was just like that dildo - and how great it must feel as I pull it almost all the way out, how it would give such internal stimulation.  This was all it took, Kurt was slowing his pace with Mr Head but still sucking my ex’s clit as long as she could stand it, I felt my balls tighten and warned anyone who cared I was about to cum, my ex was on some other planet, Kurt was buried between her legs so Kelly started pumping my shaft, leaned her head back slightly and opened her mouth invitingly.  This was all I needed, I unleased my second orgasm of the evening but it was nowhere near as explosive as the first, the first two shots went perfectly into Kelly’s waiting mouth though, my ex finally realized I was cumming and opened her mouth, then Kelly angled my cock downward and pumped the remaining spurts into my ex’s waiting mouth.  I was transfixed on the visual imagery as usual and utterly astounded to see Kelly shut her mouth and perceptibly swallow my first two jets of cum with noticeable relish.  We all collapsed in a nude, cum and sweat soaked heap on the cum soaked sheet, breathing heavy and enjoying the afterglow, while a non-stop tape of cumshots played on the tv above us.  After a while it became a bit comical to hear the continual grunts and groans accompanied by the fake girls’ moans, as if they were enjoyed the men cum as much as the men themselves.  This time, there was no awkwardness afterwards.  We even had some small talk about how the girls like the different ways we licked and sucked them and how interesting it was to feel different cock shapes.  Kelly had an obvious infatuation with a pronounced cock head, which Kurt didn’t have – I think this is where Kurt’s pre-deployment concerns originated.  The girls both liked our cumshots, the amount of force and the watered down consistency of our jizz compared to some of the thick- trickles shown on the various video scenes we had been watching.   If you read this far along, thanks for being patient, I didn’t want to split this story up because of how things all flowed together.  This one took me a few days to compose, I had to keep stopping to relieve myself along the way as the memories of those days are some of the hottest experiences I ever had.  Happy wanking my friends!