I like writing true stories about my wife, Kristen. She's an exhibitionist. This is a story about the time her fantasies moved from the internet to the actual bedroom.
My wife, Kristen, has become a real hotwife and exhibitionist. From making videos to share with strangers, to being watched online, she's really come out of her shell and has become really sexually open and expressive, not to mention multi-orgasmic.
The one thing she hasn't done, up until a few days ago at least, is to let someone watch her in person rather than online. She was quite hesitant to do it, but talking about it really turned her on, and she eventually asked me to find someone "we can trust" to watch her masturbate in our home, on our bed, in person.
Kristen is 30, about 5'3" tall, large breasts for her smallish frame, slim build, but curvy in the right places. She has auburn curly hair and neat features, almost pixie-like, and deep blue eyes. She turns heads when we're out, and doesn't even need to be dressed like a slut to do it.
Anyway, after she agreed, I set about trying to find someone to come to our home and watch her. Kristen's brief was simple: good looking, clean, not too old, and they can watch, they can film, they can photograph, but they cannot touch.
I posted anonymous ads on a few different websites, some well known, others not so much, and almost immediately the responses started flooding in. Most of them were generic responses saying things like "Are you still looking?" or "I'm interested", so I sifted through these looking for responses that were a bit more de***********ive and detailed. There were a few, but it was weeks before I finally settled on a few that seemed like they might be what Kristen was looking for.
Responding to them, I asked for a few more details, and ultimately ended up messaging with one of them, back and forth, just to make sure the guy was the right one. He said he was 43, athletic, 5'10" tall, married, clean, professionally employed, and most importantly he was willing to send some pictures of his face, so I asked for one, and waited for his response. As this was all done through the website, it was taking a while, sometimes hours or a day or so, to get a response. When the message came through with the face picture, I was instantly shocked - it was a guy who lived at the end of our street. Now, I don't know this guy's name, we're not friends, but I've seen him with his wife and kids and occasionally nodded and said hello. Kristen has seen them as well, and has smiled and said hi to them when we've either walked by their house or seen them out and about.
I wasn't sure what to do. On paper, this guy was what Kristen was looking for. In real life, it probably wasn't a good idea, but this guy was genuinely the best respondee I'd had. I decided to tell Kristen later that day when she came home from work. A few hours later, though, she messaged me from work and said this: "I've been thinking - I'm still a bit nervous about some stranger watching me, so do you think it'd be okay if I was blindfolded?" And that's when I had a very naughty and kinky thought - why not let the neighbour come and watch, and Kristen will be none the wiser?
Just the thought of that excited me and made my heart pound in my chest. Just imagine, I remember telling myself, someone you know watching your dirty, kinky hotwife masturbating, and she has no idea it's someone she knows! I had an instant boner, and sent a message to the guy (we'll call him Tyler) immediately - "We'd be happy for you to watch, but I recognised your picture, we live in your neighborhood so we need you to be discreet."
He responded within an hour: "No problem. I need to be discreet too. Married."
And so, it was arranged for the following Tuesday morning (four days ago). Kristen was off, I work from home, and the guy has some kind of hybrid office job where he works from home a couple of days as well. I didn't tell Kristen we knew the guy, that he lived literally five houses away at the end of our street, and she'd either walk or drive past the house anytime she wanted to go anywhere.
That morning, Kristen got up, got ready, showered, put on some sexy lingerie, and covered herself up with a purple robe. We'd agreed about the blindfold - basically, those blinder things you wear to bed if you need it to be completely dark - and that I would help her undress when the guy was in the room and help her onto the bed.
As 10am approached (the agreed time), I told Kristen to go upstairs and get the blindfold on. She was really nervous, but excited at the same time. I made sure she still wanted to go through with it, and she said yes, so off she went. A few minutes later, the neighbour (Jeff) walked down our driveway and up to the front door, and I let him in.
We didn't speak much - turned out I was nervous too, so it was basically an awkward and hushed "How's it going?" kind of chat, on the way to the bedroom, which is at the back of the house upstairs. I went up first to show him the way, and I know Kristen would have heard us coming. I knocked gently on the door (it was closed) and said, "Are you ready? Blindfold on?"
"Yes" came her reply, so I pushed the door open, and led Jeff inside. Kristen was sitting at her dresser, looking nervous, eyes covered, robe still on. I'd put a chair at the end of the bed, and pointed towards it and told Jeff to sit on it. He looked excited, maybe even a bit sweaty, and his voice had been a bit shaky, so he was definitely nervous. He sat down, and I leaned into Kristen and said, "Ready?"
I heard her breathe in sharply and just say, "Yes".
Gently, I helped her up, and led her over to the side of the bed, just a few feet away from Jeff. I turned her to face him, then slowly reached round to unfasten her robe, letting it fall open, revealing her in her sexy lingerie - a purpose almost see through bra, and tight thong panties. I saw Jeff's eyes travel up and down her body, drinking her in, while at the same time feeling my own hard on through my jeans. Kristen was breathing rapidly, her chest rising and falling.
"He's only a few feet away, he's looking at you", I whispered in her ear, to which she took a deep sharp breath and let out a small, almost imperceptible moan. Jeff's hand had moved to his crotch (he was wearing shorts and a t-shirt) and was gently rubbing himself up and down. His eyes were fixed on Kristen.
I gently pushed the robe away from Kristen's shoulders, letting it fall to the ground, and watched as Jeff mouthed "Wow" while continuing to touch himself through his shorts. Kristen was breathing fast and leaned back into me, feeling my boner against her ass. I unfastened her bra at the back, feeling it come loose, and slowly slipped it off her shoulders, one side at a time, then pulled it away from her chest, revealing her large natural boobs to Jeff.
"Damn" he said. "Damn damn damn".
I looked at Kristen and she had a half-smirk on her face when he said that. "He likes you, Kristen, he's touching himself", I told her, and she moaned again, louder this time, started to rock on her feet and push into my cock.
I then hooked my fingers into each side of her little panties, and with one quick movement pulled them down and let them fall to the floor. And there she stood, naked, exposed, to our neighbour, and she had no idea. I took her arm, and helped her take a step forward out of her panties, which had bunched around her ankles on the floor. That step took her to within reaching distance of Jeff, who instinctively reached out, but I pulled Kristen gently back - the brief had been to watch and film, not touch.
I then took Kristen's right hand, put it on her clit, and took her left hand, and put it on her left breast. I then just whispered "Have fun" and backed away, taking a seat facing them both at the dresser.
And man! What a sight it was. My wife, standing completely naked in front of another man, gently massaging her own clit and rubbing her own breasts. She started slowly at first, then as she got more into it, she picked up speed, spreading her legs shoulder-width apart, gyrating her hips, furiously rubbing her pussy, and letting her other hand roam free, exploring her own body, from her neck, hair, breasts, stomach, ass, and pussy.
She was wet very quickly, and the sound of her wetness filled the room, alongside Jeff's appreciative "Damn's" and "Fuck" and "Fucking sexy" encouraging her. Her first orgasm wasn't long in coming, and when it did she moaned, shook violently, and her hips and head bucked, making her boobs bounce. I was so amazed with her that I didn't even notice that Jeff had taken out his phone and was filming the scene in front of him.
Kristen and I had agreed that I'd get up at one point and help her onto the bed, so I figured now was a good time. She flinched at my touch and I had to assure her it was me, and I gently led her backwards to the bed. Once she knew where it was, she pushed herself onto it, but instead of lying down, she knelt facing Jeff, and continued to masturbate herself furiously.
Jeff was loving it, encouraging her and even telling her how much he'd like to fuck her. I saw Kristen smile at this and she seemed to started fingering herself more furiously, and I thought, "Dirty bitch, she's turned on by the idea of fucking this guy!" And truth be told, that thought turned me on too.
Several orgasms later, Jeff had stopped filming, and had taken out his cock, and was stroking it. Kristen collapsed back in the bed, opening her legs, and continued to masturbate herself while lying on her back. Nothing in the brief had included Jeff masturbating, but he wasn't touching her so I didn't see any harm in it at all.
And so, there I was, sitting at the dresser at one end of the room, watching my wife lying on her back, blindfolded, masturbating herself to orgasm after orgasm, encouraged by a stranger who knew her, but she had no idea that she knew him, who was also masturbating himself to my wife. It was a bit much to take, my cock felt like it would burst out of my pants, so I eventually just opened my jeans, let my own dick spring out, and started to stroke myself while I watched.
Kristen was having the time of her life. Her pussy was still wet, and still the sound of her wetness filled the room as she rubbed and fingered herself. Jeff was breathing heavily and jerking his cock furiously, eyes fixed on my wife. Eventually, I couldn't stand it anymore - I got up, kicked off my jeans, moved over to the bed, laid down beside Kristen, turned towards her, and whispered in her ear "He's jerking his cock, honey. He wants you."
Kristen about exploded at this point, as a massive orgasm shook her whole body, convulsing her on the bed, making her arch her back and lift her pussy into the air. Jeff had moved and was closer to the bed now, jerking hard, but making no attempt to touch her.
I leaned in to her as her orgasm subsided and said, "He's standing right by the bed - his cock is out, and he wants you. Can he touch you?"
Kristen's response was instantaneous: "Yes!"
Jeff heard, and that was all the encouragement he needed. His hand left his cock and joined the other one as he knelt beside the bed, reached over, and began to aggressively grope my dirty wife. She responded to his touch with a "fuck yeah, this is so dirty, fuck yeah!" and I moved back a little to watch this other man, shorts at his knees, cock hard, touch my wife all over. Kristen's hands left her pussy and gripped the bed sheets as Jeff's hand moved to her pussy, and two fingers entered her. She was so wet they slipped in easy and I watched in awe as this man fingered my wife right in front of me. Orgasm after orgasm flowed, with Kristen thrashing around on the bed as this man played with a nipple with one hand and fingered her hard with the other.
I felt Kristen's hand moving around on my leg and she found my cock, feeling how hard it was, and stroking it furiously. Jeff stood up at this point, positioned his cocked near Kristen's other hand, so close that if she moved, she would touch it. She had no idea it was there. I looked up at Jeff and just nodded quickly, and he moved his cock slowly towards where Kristen's left hand was still gripping the bed sheets.
And then ... contact! The tip of his cock, precum leaking from it, make contact with Kristen's hand. She withdrew slightly, but then felt around for it again and took it in her hand, and started to stroke it too.
Breathlessly, she whispered, "Two cocks, two cocks, I can't believe it!"
I was so turned on, even more so when Jeff reached down and started fingering her again. Another orgasm soon followed, but through it all she kept stroking us both.
I felt my own orgasm building so I moved Kristen's hand away - I didn't want to cum yet - and at the same time she stopped jerking Jeff, and he moved away slightly, leaving Kristen to squirm on the bed. Jeff and I were both leaking precum, and both hard as a rock.
I leaned into Kristen's ear and said "How far do you want this to go?"
Still breathing rapidly, she said, "I don't know, I just don't know!"
I said, "I trust this guy. You can fuck him if you want."
At the same time, I was a bit worried she'd take the blindfold off and look at him and recognise him, so I added, "Just keep the blindfold on and you'll be fine".
She let out a deep breath. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," I said.
"Ok" she replied.
I looked at Jeff, who was positioning his phone where it could video what was going on, and nodded, to which he said "Hell yeah!" ripped off the rest of his clothes, got on the bed, positioned himself over Kristen, and slowly lowered himself down. Kristen whimpered and moaned, squirming beneath him. I stood up, and went to the foot of the bed where I watched as Kristen reached for his cock, lined it up with her pussy, and slowly let him slide it in. Her arms went around her neck, and as he began to thrust in and out of her, her legs wrapped themselves around him.
And man! Did he pound her pussy! She was so wet! She screamed and moaned and really got into it, her hips rising up to meet his every thrust. I slowly started to stroke myself as I watched him fuck her, and moved to the side to watch it from all angles. It was incredible. Kristen had more and more orgasms and moaned and screamed the house down! The bed was covered in sweat and pussy juice and precum and the whole room just smelled of sweaty sex and men's cologne.
I felt my orgasm build and wanted to stop but couldn't, and as I watched Kristen cumming yet again I finally released spurt after spurt of cum onto her robe and lingerie on the floor. Spent, I moved back to the dresser to watch.
Only a few moments later, I heard Jeff grunt and start to slow down but thrust deeper, and then really slam his cock into Kristen. I realised he was cumming inside my wife. He held his dick in there for what seemed like ages, and Kristen said, "Oh yeah, this is the best part, this is the best part, I can feel it inside me, I can feel it inside me", her voice getting higher pitched as her own orgasm built again and she began to convulse under Jeff.
Jeff collapsed on top of her, Kristen still shuddering, and I marvelled at the sight of a naked man on top of my naked, quivering wife, his cock still in her, his cum deep inside her. They laid like that for several minutes, both breathing heavily, both sweating, before Jeff finally withdrew.
Without a word, he got dressed, grabbed his phone, and left the room. He didn't even look at me. I heard him go down the stairs, and I heard the front door open and close.
I went to the bed, got up beside Kristen, and asked, "How was it?"
She had a fixed smile on her face, one of both pleasure and disbelief. She was still breathing heavily when she pulled the blindfold off.
"Amazing," she said, "just amazing! Are you ok with it?"
"Honey, that was the sexiest damn thing I've ever seen. I'd let you do it again."
Her head collapsed back on the bed, a big smile on her face.
"I can't believe I just did that!" she said. "I just can't believe it!"
We laid there for a while. When I sat up and admired her body, she was lying there, eyes closed, and I could see cum seeping out of her pussy. Another man's cum. Amazing!
When we eventually got up, I said, "Let's go to lunch!"
So we got showered, dressed, and headed out the front door, got in the truck, and as we drove past Jeff's house, I saw him at the door, taking delivery of something from UPS. He glanced up and saw us. Kristen gave him a little wave and a smile, like she always did. Little did she know that the cum leaking out of her right at that moment was Jeff's, and that every time he saw or said hello to him from now on, he would be thinking about the show she put on, and how great a fuck she was. No doubt, he'll also think about her when he's fucking his own wife, wishing he could fuck mine.