My husband was standing in our kitchen, blatantly displaying mixed emotions. He was obviously in a sexual agitated state with what was possibly going to take place, but also a high degree of anxiety swamped his very being.
"You can stop this anytime you wish, that is, until we set foot in the studio. Once we're in the studio, there will be no turning back!" I said sternly "Once we arrive there, I will be posing for the camera and I will be getting fucked!"
A smile flashed across hubby's flushed face as he nodded his head subserviently. In the space of one day he had gone from normal jealous husband type to actively pursuing voyeur with some cuckold tendencies. I wasn't complaining though as I was about to spend the evening with two cocks who used to pleasure immensely in my younger days.
I was dressed in my glamour model undies so no time would be wasted and we would hit the ground running on our arrival.
Hubby held up my long Mac for me to slip my arms into. I slid each arm inside the coat as hubby pulled it up over my shoulders. With the coat still open and my lingerie clad body peeking out, it looked incredibly sexy and a little bit slutty. Just the look I was aiming for. Hubby placed the bag in the car and we headed off to the studio where our sex lives would change forever!
Memory of the short drive is an absolute blur. We parked directly outside the studio as most of the city centre traffic would now be heading to the warmth of their homes.
I was a little nervous but sexually aroused as I climbed out of the car. Hubby leapt out of the car excitedly, grabbing the bag, locking the car door and walking me fervently to the door of the studio. I looked at my excited hubby and smiled endearingly. I leant forward into his ear and whispered softly.
"I love you!"
Hubby winked cheekily and pressed the doorbell of the studio. There would be no turning back now!
I heard the footsteps coming down the stairs to open the door for us. With each step taken, my pussy would quiver and tremble with excitement. As the door was being unlocked I swear my pussy was so wet a little trail of pussy juice was running down my inner thigh.
The door flung open and standing in the frame wearing a huge grin was Neil my photographer ex lover. He nodded to my husband then almost dragged me through the door holding me tightly as he gave me the mother of all hugs. Maintaining his reputation his hands were inside my coat, gliding over the sexy material, then feeling my huge firm exposed breasts, squeezing them gently, then moving his hand down to my bare and hairless pussy! His face lit up as he slid a large finger between my slit, stirring my pussy majestically.
"I'm so pleased you've kept your pussy shaved!" He smiled not paying one ounce of attention to my husband as he fingered his wife in the hallway of his studio.
"Come on upstairs, someone is dying to meet you!" He winked "Take your coat off and walk up the stairs. I want to see that fabulous and shaved slit as you walk up the stairs!" He grinned removing my coat and handing it to my husband.
I was standing in the hallway wearing my under bust corset, fishnet stockings and sexy shoes. My large breasts were on view as was my smooth shaved pussy. Neil was licking his lips as though he was about to devour a gourmet meal.
"You look better than you did all those years ago. You've matured into a magnificent slut!" He giggled, indicating I should start climbing the stairs.
I began to head toward the stairs and slowly ascended each step. As each leg moved forward, my pussy would open, encouraged by me as I pushed my ass out and arched my back deliberately.
Neil moved the palm of his hand between my legs, cupping my pussy and slowly rubbed my mound as though he was feeding a horse. I was tingling all over, being manhandled so wonderfully in front of my husband. I was n't sure I could make the top of the stairs without achieving orgasm. Neil slid his middle finger inside my pussy, slowly thrusting upward. I was moaning loudly as I had to stop walking upstairs and hold the wall to steady myself as a thunderous orgasm swept through me.
I rocked on Neils finger, draining every single ounce of pleasure from orgasm. I heard feet shuffle at the top of the stairs.
"What's all the noise?"
I looked up to Tom, Neil's brother standing at the top of the stairs with his cock out already.
I giggled watching him stroke his huge erection at the top of the stairs.
"Bring her up stairs Neil, she looks fucking awesome!" Tom said in a loud voice.
"I'll bring her in a second!" Neil said removing his finger from my shaved pussy then unzipping his trousers. I felt the heat of his cock between my legs as he nudged the head slowly between my pussylips until his full length was inside me. My breath excitedly left my body as I began to pant uncontrollably. I was being fucked on the stairs as my husband stood by watching whilst another guy was stroking his cock looking down at the sexual spectacle.
"You still love cock baby don't you?" Neil said in a stern tone.
"I fucking love cock. I've missed having this one inside me!" I panted.
"Even having it up your ass?" He snarled.
"Oh fuck yes!" I said through gritted teeth as a second orgasm began to surge through me.
"Finger my ass while you fuck me!" I pleaded, riding his large cock.
"Hear that Tom? She's still a dirty little slut!" He laughed, spanked my buttock with a stinging slap, then slid his finger inside my tight asshole.
I glanced over at hubby momentarily, to see a leering smile etched on his face as he looked on wide eyed at his loving wife being fucked in the shaved pussy and her tight asshole being fingered.
Neil and Tom had no regard for my husband whatsoever. I was here as their model and sexual plaything, to do with as they pleased. My husband was not objecting and I was enjoying every single second of it. It was good to be back in the saddle of the slut life once more.
"Come on Neil get the slut up here! She could have been sucking my cock while you were banging the slut!" Tom laughed.
They spoke of me as though I was their personal property, to do with as they wished, which at that very moment was a true and accurate statement. I was theirs and they could do whatever they wanted to me, and there would be no objections from me or my pervert husband.
Neil removed his cock, leaving me somewhat unsteady on my feet. He guided me up the remaining stairs, straight past Tom and into the studio. As soon as I set foot in the studio, the home of some of my most erotic memories, my state of arousal heightened. My nipples were so erect they were in danger of snapping off completely. My pussy was tingling with sexual electric pulses as a thousand orgasmic memories travelled through my mind. My asshole puckered inverting then pushing slightly, itching sexually, wanting to be penetrated.
I was on heat big time from the erotic memories but when the musky scent of both guys cocks enticed my nostrils, I became the sexually expressive porno slut.
I dipped a finger into my tight wet pussy and smiled.
"It's been a long time since I was a slut guys! Who wants to fuck my ass first?" I quizzed the guys with a lusty look sexual eroticism.
Neil winked at me, smiling as he passed a photo album to my hubby.
"That's what your slut wife got up to in the past. Once I get the camera rolling you can see for yourself just how much of a hot slut your wife can be!"
"I think I've just witnessed some of it on the stairs!" My husband laughed.
"It's good that you're a kinky fucker, cause if she agrees we'll be filming and fucking her at least twice a week. Sometimes you can come along and watch if you like, but there will be times when we'll need her to be a dirty cheating slut without your presence!" Neil declared looking hubby directly in the eye, almost intimidating him.