Enjoying a warm summer evening au natural.
This is the beginning of my stories in the "Naked Hubby" series, I love being naked and the more potentially embarrassing the more excited and hard I get. My wife knows this about me and fully embraces my nudity, but so far it has been contained in/around our home.
This is a short story of an evening at home and how it all began. I encourage you to read my other stories in this series, hopefully to be posted soon.
It was a hot day, which turned into a warm evening. We had finished our dinner and were enjoying some wine on our back porch while the sun was rapidly setting. We had fired up the propane fire pit, enjoying the fire and trance that a fire puts you into.
Shaking herself out of her reverie and having finished her wine, my wife asks me to open another bottle and refill her glass.
I pass by her as I'm walking to the door when she pulls on my shorts saying, "Oh and lose your clothes when you come back out."
Instantly, I have a tent in my shorts which doesn't go unnoticed by my wife.
Grabbing my hard member she laughs, "You're so easy."
Releasing me, I continue inside.
The lights in our house are blazing and our kitchen is bathed in bright white light. If any of our neighbors were to look, they could see right in our house.
Turning so she can see me, I unbutton my shirt and shrug it off my shoulders. Reaching for my shorts, I slowly undo the button and pull down the zipper. My erection is holding my shorts in place so I give my hips a little shake. That's enough to cause them to fall to my ankles.
Clapping, my wife cheers me on.
Grabbing the bottle, I refill both our glasses and head back out on the porch. I hand my wife her glass and sit down next to her. The seat I chose is somewhat secluded from our neighbors and she's having none of it.
Pointing to a seat across from her and much more in the open she tells me, "Have a seat there and give me a show, maybe even several of us." She adds looking around at the houses next to ours.
Switching seats, I take a drink of my wine, set the glass on the table and casually grasp my cock. The power of an erection in your hand is something that is difficult to describe, and I absolutely love it. If it were humanly possible I would have an erection 24/7.
Back to the task at hand, (pun intended). I begin a leisure stroke up and down for a minute or two. Loosening my grip a little, I lightly touch the skin, enjoying the teasing effect.
Occasionally, I switch back to a full grip and give myself a couple long hard strokes, then back to light teasing touches.
I'm not sure if anyone was looking, but I noticed several lights turn on and off in the adjacent houses making my activities all the more exiting.
A couple fast strokes, then slow again, just gently touching my engorged flesh. Occasionaly I reach down and roll my heavy balls around in their loose sack. Feeling their weight and heat.
I had been at it for 10 or so minutes, varying the tempo and the grip throughout. My wife's eyes never looking away from the scene in front of her.
"Cum for me," my wife commands.
"But cum in this." Handing me my glass.
Taking full hold of my cock, I began to pump in earnest. I am close and she knows it. My breathing is ragged and my balls are starting their accent upwards.
Encouraging me she says, "Just imagine having an audience watching you play with yourself. Seeing you in your most private moment."
"Think about all the wet pussies and hard cocks there would be. They are all going to watch you cum and then watch you drink it all down."
That did it, with a grunt and an, "Oh fuck!" I began to shoot my spunk into the glass.
Two hard streams blast out in rapid succession, splashing into the remnants of my wine. The initial volley is followed by three more weaker, but volumous jets.