My Husband Watched Me Fuck at Our Friend’s House

Hi. I’m Lauren. I was a good girl growing up. I went to church with my parents and my brother and sister. I got good grades. I had very few dates. Boys didn’t interest me much, and I wasn’t a cheerleader or prom queen. I was just a regular young adult having fun with my friends. I even got along with my mom. I stayed a virgin until I met Jake. He changed everything.

Once I got to college my views shifted and I started noticing guys more. I had always pictured meeting a solid guy who was steady and doing well. We’d build a good life with kids and all the rest. I met Jake my junior year. He fucked me. I had never gotten close to sex with anyone before. A few tried to grab my boobs but I pushed their hands off. Kissing was all I had done until Jake.

We clicked right away. He took me back to his apartment that first night. I felt nervous but I liked him and didn’t want the night to end. When he kissed me it felt like magic. I liked his mouth on mine and I let him feel me up a little. He pulled my blouse and bra off and was playing with my tits before we stopped. He planned to drive me home to the dorm. I told him it was past curfew and stayed the night. He could have fucked me then. I was open to it but he didn’t push. He acted like a gentleman, at least as much as a guy who had my tits out could, and he didn’t want to rush me into something I might regret even though I wouldn’t have.

New Fantasies Emerge

After that we spent every weekend together and then weeknights too. It took two months before we had sex. It was his first time as well, though he had reached third base with a couple girls before me. I made the first move. There was a spring banquet and I booked a hotel room as a surprise. Getting naked with him between those cool sheets felt thrilling. He wasn’t pushy. I told him I wanted it. We did it twice more before morning. Having him inside me felt like a dream. It felt so good. I had lived with my pussy my whole life and never known what I had between my legs. Once he put his fingers in me and then his dick I had my first orgasms. I’ve been hooked on sex ever since. Luckily my doctor had put me on the pill to fix my periods so I didn’t get pregnant. It was pure chance. Neither of us had the control to pull out. We tried a condom once but it didn’t feel as good. Feeling his bare cock rub inside me and having him come in me was too good to skip. Part of me wouldn’t have minded getting pregnant so we’d have to marry. He asked anyway and we got married that summer.

I quit school and moved with him to his first job near Atlanta. I finished my degree at Georgia State. It was good that I finished fast because I got pregnant a few months later. We had two sons and then a daughter over six years. I had a teaching degree and subbed a little while the kids were small. Once they started grade school I took a job at a day care and worked up to manager.

Sex with Jake stayed the best part of our life. We slowed down with the kids and schedules but it was still great. One time our daughter walked in and saw us playing. She wanted to join so we had to steer her away without making a fuss about me being naked. We had tried oral and different positions but kept things pretty simple. While we dated we had sex in a few risky spots, like sneaking out of a party to fuck on the patio and once while my dad slept in the next room.

I remember when his mother saw my pussy. I felt shy being naked around her. I didn’t want her to think badly of me. I was doing laundry at our house with just a robe on and it was open. She walked in and got a clear look at the pussy that had taken her son. She joked about it and I felt embarrassed. I was that innocent then.

Things shifted one night after the kids were asleep. Jake was extra worked up and we had a rougher session than usual. I asked what had him so excited. He said he had been in a bookstore and picked up a Penthouse. I called him a pervert and asked if I wasn’t enough. He said he read it for the articles. I laughed. He went on and told me a letter title caught his eye. It was a story about a man watching his wife get fucked by another guy. I was surprised but curious. He said he had never cared about that kind of thing before but reading it made his dick hard. I asked if it was the cheating part. He said no, the husband was watching and getting off on it. I asked if that turned him on. He said it did, even though he would never want it to happen for real. The writing was just that hot. I wasn’t sure what to say. He added that he liked watching me when we had sex. The idea of watching me come with someone else excited him. We kissed and went to sleep. The thought stayed with me.

A few weeks later we were in bed and he had a Penthouse open. I asked to see it. He showed me the story he had read. I started reading and got pulled in. As I read I felt myself getting wet. Part of it was knowing the story had turned him on. The other part was picturing myself as the wife and him as the husband watching. I read another one. I was oddly drawn to them. He could tell I was turned on. He went down on me while I kept reading. The stories were written like they had really happened. I wondered if people actually did those things. His mouth on my pussy felt amazing and the story made it even hotter. He asked what I was reading. I told him about a wife letting her husband’s boss fuck her for a raise. My juices were running onto his face. He asked if I was imagining myself as the woman. I said yes and that he was the one watching. He said he would watch me come on the other guy’s cock. That pushed me over. I came hard and pulled his face tight against me. Then he moved up and fucked me hard. He was rarely that worked up. The story had added something new.

We got subscriptions to Penthouse and Penthouse Letters. Porn videos were okay but the stories left more room for our minds to fill in the pictures. We started a weekly habit where we each took a magazine and read. He would eat my pussy while I told him what I was reading. Almost any story got us going. The only thing he avoided was gay stuff, though I liked stories where a husband sucked a cock before or after it had been in his wife. I had never used the words fuck or cunt much but they turned him on when I talked about someone fucking me or eating my cunt. We never planned to act out the stories but we both remembered times when something close had happened. We had paired off with other people at a New Year’s party and made out. I would tell him about those nights and add a little detail, like how one of his friends had grabbed my tits through my blouse. When I flirted with another man he got very turned on later. One time at the pool my swimsuit rode up and my lips showed through. He didn’t tell me. He liked his friends looking. I got mad for a minute but got over it when he went down on me like he was starving. After that I sometimes wore a thin bra and blouse so my nipples showed. Once I skipped panties at a work dinner. It made the night more fun for both of us.

Shared Heat at the Party

A few months later we went to a concert and I wore a skirt with nothing under it. I told him and he slid his hand up my leg in the dark and rubbed my clit during the symphony. I almost jumped him in the garage and sucked his dick on the way home. He had trouble driving when he came in my mouth. I don’t like the taste but I swallowed that night.

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Then we got into photos. He wanted pictures of me outside. I would lift my shirt in public places where no one could see, though the chance of being caught added to the thrill. One afternoon we drove out on a dirt road and I stripped in the woods. He took pictures and then fucked me right there on the ground. I trusted him with the photos and didn’t think he would show them, but the idea that he might still turned me on.

A year later we hiked with Brandon and Ashley. Jake suggested Ashley and I pose topless. I wouldn’t have done it if she hadn’t started first. The guys took pictures. They wanted us fully naked. We got down to our panties but stopped there. That night Jake was all over me. With his face between my legs I asked if he would have liked me to strip all the way and let Brandon see my pussy. He licked harder. I kept teasing him about sucking Brandon’s cock while he watched. His tongue went lower and he put a finger in my ass, something he rarely did. I wondered out loud what Brandon’s cock looked like and said maybe next time we could take pictures of both guys with their dicks out. His tongue moved to my asshole. It felt incredible. I kept going and asked what if he took pictures of Brandon fucking me. He pressed his face harder into me and I came so strongly I had to bite my finger to stay quiet. He moved up and slammed into me. I told him to fuck me through another man’s cum. He came right away, his face tight the way it gets when he loses control.

A few weeks later we were at Brandon and Ashley’s with Chris and Jessica. We had been drinking and the talk turned to nude photos. Brandon put some on the big TV. Jake had transferred a few of me fully naked with my legs open. Seeing myself that large felt odd but the men were clearly into it. Jake pulled me onto his lap. He took off my bra and shirt and kissed me while his hand went down the back of my pants. I looked around and saw the others doing the same. I reached for his cock and pulled it out. I stroked him while his fingers found my pussy. I had to have him in my mouth so I dropped to my knees. I sucked him while the others watched a little. Ashley climbed onto Brandon. Jessica lay back and Chris moved between her legs. I saw his cock as he pushed in. I told Jake I needed him to fuck me. I stripped the rest of the way, got on my hands and knees, and he took me from behind. The sounds of everyone having sex filled the room. When he came I came too and dropped to the floor. Afterward we all stayed naked and relaxed. I got a good look at the other men and compared myself to the women. At home that night we held each other and fell asleep. I woke up later and needed him again. I sucked him hard and he slid in from behind. He came between my lips without going inside. I went back to sleep with his cum on me.

A few nights later we talked about the evening. I asked if he liked fucking me with our friends watching. He said he did and that he would do it on Main Street if the whole town could see. I said I would like that too. He went down on me and I told him I wanted to suck his dick with them watching. He called me a bad girl. I said I couldn’t help it. He told me he could never get enough of eating my pussy. I said he would win a prize for it. He said I would be biased. I told him I would need to try other men to judge fairly. He said he wanted to be the only one. I asked if he would like to watch one of his friends do it. He said no but his tongue moved faster. I kept teasing him about Chris eating my cunt.