A Weeend of Exhibitionism

I was horny, not an unusual circumstance, but this time the cause was that Andy was away for a week at a conference at a hotel in the country.

Like most couples, we have settled into domesticity and have sex frequently, and fantastic sexual adventures regularly, but not every day; but once he was gone, I was instantly horny -- you want what you can't have. We arranged to have phone sex on the Tuesday evening, I told him the call was going to be pure sex, no one was to speak until we had both cum.

I got myself nice and ready early, stripping naked and oiling my body until it glistened, and ensuring oil was in those important places that need lubrication. I had set my phone up on its tripod, which has an array of LED lights around it; we had bought it some time ago for solo porn shots. I got myself in position and checked the height and where I needed to be, then I carried on preparing myself, I was ridiculously horny, and my pussy was incredibly wet.

At the appointed time, the phone buzzed for a video call, and I got in position before accepting the call.

I had chosen to be on all-fours facing away from the camera, so Andy would have a nice close up of my ass and pussy, which had my large black vibrator with the fake balls on the end buried deep in it.

In all honesty, it had been there for some time, and I had already knocked off a couple of quick orgasms.

Without being able to see what Andy was doing; I commenced by withdrawing the toy very slowly. As the bulbous head eventually slipped out from between my lips, I could feel my pussy was left open and the vibrator was dripping with my juices. I then put the buzzing toy against my asshole and pushed it in. It normally takes a while for my muscles to relax, but again I had prepared, my ass was oiled, and the dildo had already been in once. The head slipped in with a firm push and then I slowly pushed it all the way in, with the camera watching in close up.

I then turned round and knelt up, knees wide apart and sitting on my heels, the toy was still buzzing in my ass, and my swollen pussy was now very open. I could now see Andy for the first time.

He had taken a similar approach, and his cock filled the screen; he was cupping his balls with one hand whilst the other had gripped his cock and was sliding up and down, his foreskin rippling over the large head in beautiful close-up detail. He was already leaking pre cum and his cock was shiny and coated in it.

All of me was now fully on the screen so I smiled at the camera and tweaked both nipples firmly leaving them hard and swollen, I then adjusted the camera to focus on my pussy (the toy hanging out of my ass could just been seen between my legs) and commenced to spread my inner lips still wider and circle my clit with a finger of the other hand.

I was not going to last long and if I judged it right, neither was Andy.

We were still in silence; you could hear the toy buzzing and both of us breathing heavily. After another couple of minutes, I could see that Andy's cock was starting to swell as a precursor to cumming, so I began to work my clit more vigorously. Another 30 seconds and we came together, gasping and groaning. He sent thick ropes of sticky spunk spurting past the camera, and I knew I was open enough for him to see my pussy spasming.

Afterwards we both adjusted the cameras so that we could see each other but otherwise stayed as we were. He was naked and his cock now hung, still swollen but limp, with spunk dripping off the end. I was ridiculously open, and the toy still buzzed away in my ass. We then chatted for a bit and after a while, he asked me what was wrong, and I confessed I was missing him and how horny it had left me, my voice breaking a little with emotion.

He suggested that he would see if his room could be extended to the Friday night and book a nice dinner in the restaurant,

"Come and join me," he said, "this hotel is quite fabulous, beautifully sculpted grounds with lots of photo opportunities."

I perked up at this, he knows I am an exhibitionist and love flashing or getting naked in public; Andy is a voyeur and positively encourages it.

The conversation drew to a close and I blew him a kiss goodbye before turning the camera off and working up a final orgasm, my fingers working inside me on the sensitive inner walls of my pussy.

I then pulled the toy out of my ass and set to thinking what I needed for the weekend. Andy knows me too well and this took me out of the blues and kept me busy. He texted me the next day to confirm that whilst his room was not available, another one was and his stuff would be moved up to it during the day, I would just need to present myself to Reception after checking in time and claim the key.

I booked the whole of Friday off and spent the morning shopping. I then drove to the hotel very excited and arrived, bang on 3pm. As Andy had said, the hotel was a former large stately pile and was beautifully set up as a hotel. I claimed the key and made my way up to the room. I could see that Andy's bags were already in place, so I slipped my clothes off and, after checking myself in the mirror, I got my new dress out.

I debated underwear but decided it was coming off soon enough so why bother. The dress was a deep rich red, with no sleeves and a scooped neckline, giving a hint of cleavage - unless I leant forward. The bodice fitted well, and the skirt flared slightly from the hips, stopping just above the knee.

The whole thing buttoned all the way up the front, and I had fun in the changing room, seeing what could be exposed as buttons were undone. I did them all up as a start point, then I put on some black converse tennis shoes for ease of walking. As a final touch I applied a deep red lipstick specially bought to match the dress -- I don't wear much make up, but I was aiming for a vampish look.

Satisfied, I made my way down to the terrace and chose a seat looking out over the landscaped gardens and parkland, with my back to most of the terrace, which had a few people sat drinking coffee or wine. I texted Andy to let him know I was here.

He strolled up a few minutes later in smart trousers and a crisp white shirt. He had undone a couple of buttons at the neck and rolled the sleeves up, which always makes my pussy melt. I stood up and gave him a big hug, pressing my body against his, and then a long kiss.

He sat down opposite me. "You look hot after a dull conference, what would you like to do?"

I undid the top two buttons on my dress and then leant forward, my tits all but tumbled out and I carefully presented one naked breast to him with a look of intent.

Slipping it away again, but not buttoning up the dress, I said "Someone promised me some photo opportunities. I reckon we should start with those trees over there."

Offering his arm to me with a grin we stood up and walked across to the steps. They were wide stone steps leading down from the terrace to the grass slope of the main garden. There were nice stone handrails on either side with stone pillars at the top on the terrace with statues on.

I initially leant on one of these pillars whilst Andy stood on the lowest step. The first photo was quite demure, but looking around, I carefully opened the top of the dress and exposed both tits. I then carefully undid all the buttons on the skirt from the bottom up leaving just two on the bodice.

As I posed with my feet wider apart and holding the dress skirt slightly open, Andy had a clear view of my pussy. I then sat down on the steps, my legs stretched out in front of me, the dress arranged so that all my legs and pussy were exposed. I then pulled my knees up to my exposed tits and gave some good upskirt shots.

Standing up, I walked down the steps, tits still out and skirt opening around my legs and Andy took some natural shots. Carefully tucking my tits away again, but not doing any buttons up, I took Andy's elbow, and we walked down to the edge of the lawn before turning and heading towards the copse of trees.

We were a reasonable distance from the terrace and as soon as we came to the side of the copse furthest away, I threw caution to the winds. I leant with my back to a tree and undid the last two buttons, letting my dress fall completely open. I stroked my tits and gave my nipples a tweak, relying on Andy to keep taking photos.

I then spread my legs and peeled my sticky pussy apart, running a finger across my clitoris with a sigh. Looking back to the hotel, I shrugged the dress of completely and turned and bent forward, hanging onto the tree. My legs were spread and my pussy naturally open. I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks wider, before turning and leaning back against the tree with my pussy open for the camera.

"Hsst, there's someone coming!" whispered Andy urgently.

I grabbed the dress, slipped it back on and attempted to do the buttons up at speed. As I walked back to him trying to look nonchalant, I realised he was desperately trying to keep a straight face. Not only was there no one coming, but in my urgency, I had done the buttons up wrongly.

"Bastard," I muttered and undid the dress all over again. To get my revenge, I left the dress open and advanced on Andy. I gave him a long naked hug, and then, before he could pull away, I unzipped him and dragged his cock out. It was nicely swollen, but not fully hard, so I dropped to one knee and sucked him into my mouth, whilst he feebly protested.

I sucked him to full hardness and then stood up, stepping back and carefully rebuttoning the dress.

"Put that away, smart ass!" I growled at him.

It was then my turn to get the giggles watching him trying to get his cock back in. When we were both decent, we walked back up the grass slope to the terrace. Andy led me indoors to the bar. Looking around, we selected two high wingback chairs in one corner. I carefully turned mine slightly so that I had my back to the bar. I still had fun in mind.

I had just undone the top two buttons again, revealing a good depth of cleavage, when the barman arrived to take our order. He was in hotel uniform of black trousers, white shirt, waistcoat, and tie in blue and his badge proclaimed him as "Tom." He was in his early to mid-20's and was tall and reasonably good looking.

Being stood up he would have had a good look down my gaping frontage which was barely covering the nipples, and he certainly lingered ensuring he had our order straight. As soon as he was gone, I mentioned this to Andy and said it might heighten our fun. I then got both tits out and lifted them in my palms, squeezing them together and then thumbing the nipples, relying as ever for Andy to get the shots he wanted. I had just sat back, arching my spine, and sticking my tits out at the camera, when the barman reappeared with our drinks. He looked totally flustered, but I just pretended everything was normal and thanked him sweetly for the drinks.

When he had left, we both spluttered with laughter at the look on the poor lad's face, then we carried on with the posing.

As outside, I undid most of the buttons on the skirt letting it fall open to reveal my pussy I tried a range of poses, including having one leg hooked over the arm of the chair, my pussy fully open. We were having too much fun, and I had just settled back in the chair with the dress completely open exposing my naked body, when Tom came back.

"I have to close the bar in 20 minutes," he stuttered, "can I take a last order?" By this time, he was blushing furiously and looking fixedly at Andy.

As before I decided to simply own it and thanked him, and we placed an order. Knowing he was coming back but frankly, he had already seen it all, I didn't bother doing the dress up. When he came back, he put our drinks down, then leaned forward conspiratorially, and said quietly.

"I have to close the bar so that I can clean down and prepare for the evening service. I will be locking the doors to the terrace and the doors to the rest of the hotel. If you happen to stay in here after I have locked the doors, you can carry on, provided you don't mind that I will be around doing my job."

He then stood up blushing furiously and headed off. We both agreed that this was too good a chance to miss. The bar was fabulous, with lots of oak panelling and a big stone fireplace as well as the impressive bar itself -- a perfect backdrop for tasteful porn shots.

In due course Andy saw him lock the terrace door and then call out "All clear." I stood up, and buttoning up the dress, made a bee line for the fireplace. Over the next 10-15 minutes, I went through my poses by the fire, slowly revealing my body then posing naked in a number of elegant and frankly rude poses. Tom bustled around the bar collecting glasses and cleaning tables, but I could feel his eyes on me.

Eventually, he headed for the bar, taking a tray out of the glass cleaner, he loaded the machine with the glasses he had collected and then started to dry each glass out of the machines previous load and put them away. I then headed for the bar stools; this was something I had always wanted to do. I decided naked was good and didn't put my poor dress back on again.

"Don't mind me," I said to Tom smiling reassuringly.

I then went through a number of poses on the bar stool facing Andy, whilst talking over my shoulder to Tom. I explained that we were not professional pornographers, this was something we did for fun. I also reassured him that Andy and I were entirely comfortable with him being there and that he was welcome to watch -- in fact, it turned me on. He relaxed a bit at this and began to watch more openly and appreciatively. I did a couple facing the bar, so that he could have another good look at my tits. I then knelt on the bar stool, ass in the air and leant right over the bar whilst Andy continued shooting.

I climbed onto the bar and sat with a foot on two different bar stools, legs wide apart and proceeded to part my lips and circle my clit, dipping one finger into my pussy. It was soaking wet and very open and swollen. I then lay down along the bar with my feet towards Tom.

I started relatively modestly, smiling at the camera, my legs together. Then I moved the top one so that my knee was bent and hiding my pussy demurely from the front, but Tom's view was probably more interesting. Keeping this knee bent I then opened my leg out until the knee was at right angles to the bar, my pussy was open, and Tom was getting to see all of it.

As a final shot, I asked him if he had any cocktail cherries. Then lying on my back, my legs together and crossed at the ankle I asked him to balance it at the top of my slit. His hand was shaking but he very carefully lowered a cherry into place before Andy took some close-up shots.

I then sat up and licked the cherry lasciviously before eating it. Hopping down from the bar, I asked if I could join him behind the bar for some more relaxed naked shots. By this time, I could have asked for anything, he nodded, and I skipped around and joined him behind the bar.

"Can I pull a pint," I asked, "how about a Guiness?"

He agreed and for the first time unselfconsciously, he stood behind me and showed me how to hold the glass and pour. Whilst the Guiness slowly filled the glass and Andy carried on shooting, I asked him if he was single -- which he was - and whether he worked with any girls he wished dressed like this behind the bar. He mumbled that there was one, she was on his shift tonight, but that she never spared him a second glance, despite talking to the customers and flirting.

Having let the pint stand for the requisite time, he showed me how to fill it up to the top and asked if I wanted a shamrock in the head.

"I have something better," I grinned.

Then bending forward, I dipped first on breast then the other into the creamy head, leaving a noticeable concave depression and a nipple print.

I stood up straight and brandished my pint at Andy whilst the Guiness head ran down my tits and torso. Looking at the time, I took a big swig from the Guinness - porn is thirsty work -- and handed it to Andy. I licked what Guiness I could reach off my tits and then slipped my dress on again. Not buttoning it up, I then gave Tom a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for indulging us. We had better let you finish off," I said, "we will be back before dinner to settle up our bill, including the Guiness, then."

Poor Tom still looked slightly shocked but let us out into the hotel. My dress was clinging to my wet tits and stomach, so I didn't bother buttoning it up, just held it closed and walked to the lift with Andy. As soon as the doors shut, I let the dress go and pulled him in for a wet naked hug and snog.

"I think you should take those wet clothes off as soon as possible," murmured Andy, "how about you give me that dress and walk to the room naked?"

I agreed on the condition that when the doors opened there weren't any kids in sight. There wasn't, so I slipped my damp dress off and walked quickly down the corridor naked.

I decided moving at speed was necessary, but when I got to our room, I realised that Andy had the key and was deliberately dawdling. Glaring at him, I heard the door from the room over the corridor begin to open. I stoically faced our door and apologised over my shoulder to the middle-aged couple who came out -- claiming that I had been going for a shower and had opened the wrong door as I didn't have my glasses on, they shouldn't worry my husband was coming.

Andy strolled up with the key in hand and let us into the room, as the couple headed off down the corridor whispering to each other. I was crimson and Andy was chuckling.

Once inside, I put my hands on my hips and glared at him, which only made him worse. I realised that I looked faintly ridiculous, particularly after what we had been doing for the last two hours, and that I was now incredibly horny.

I dragged Andy in for a big naked hug and a long kiss, then I knelt down and undid his trousers, dragging them and his boxers down to his ankles. His cock was swollen although not fully hard and the head was dripping in pre cum.

I licked all around the head before pulling it as deep into my mouth as it would go. Holding onto the root of his cock and cupping his balls, which were tight and swollen, I fucked him with my mouth -- bobbing my head up and down, gripping and releasing with my lips and grazing his length with my teeth. When it was satisfactorily hard, I lay on the bed and opened my legs invitingly, dipping two fingers into my ready pussy and licking them.

He had taken his shirt off whilst I had his cock in my mouth and now, he stepped out of his trousers and boxers and stood naked, his fabulous cock ready for me. He pulled me down the bed until my ass was on the end of the bed then he knelt down on the floor and spread my thighs wide and pushing them back along my body.

My pussy was wide open, and he began to work it with his mouth and tongue. He licked all around my wrinkled inner lips before running his tongue over the hood of my clitoris making me shiver with need. He then sucked both inner lips into his mouth one at a time, sucking and gently chewing on them and I felt them swell up under his ministrations.

He then buried his face in my pussy, sucking both lips and my clit into his mouth. He nibbled my clit gently but firmly with his teeth from the root to the hood before rasping his tongue over the now incredibly sensitive hood of my clit. That was enough, I came hard, bucking and spasming, my pussy walls clenching -- he held my legs firmly and continued licking my clit and I came and came.

As I started to come down, he carried straight on but moved onto another part of my pussy. We call it the cosmo spot having discovered it in an article in Cosmopolitan a few years back -- it is an innocuous looking area between the inner and outer pussy lips on the left-hand side (for me). It has a whole load of nerve endings and gives a very intense orgasm -- I use it regularly when masturbating; Andy has learnt to circle his tongue in the area, which feels incredible.