I have seen her with a big black guy, two women, a pussy eating specialist, an ass fanatic, and my best friend, but I had never seen her take on two at once. The chance to watch a double made my pulse rate go sky high. My wife was clearly an exhibitionist, loving to perform in front of enthusiastic spectators, and she has been doing it for me since the night of our wedding.
I watched her eat the pussy of her maid of honor after the wedding ceremony. Her name is Samantha and she has known her--been swapping womanly secretions--since being college roommates at Berkeley in the 80's, and we were on our honeymoon at the Radisson in our room. My wife's wedding dress was still on her and her legs were up and knees wide a part with Sammy positioned on her stomach with her face pushed against my bride's sweet, newly married pussy lips. For me it was heavenly, being able to watch my bride get eaten by her college roommate.
I had just confessed to her a month before, as we were enjoying the afterglow of a wonderful Sunday-morning sex session in our new apartment during our second week of sharing a place, that I was an avid and committed voyeur and she just smiled back, like I had told her she as a kid could have any dessert at the buffet table.
"Well, that is handy," she said, "because you are about to marry a devout exhibitionist. That works out really well. If you like to watch, I like to be seen. You like watching people fuck?" she asked.
"I love it," I said. "Looks like we have a match made in heaven. How could I have missed that you like to show it off?" I said.
"Same way I missed that you like to watch. We were always just doing it before together. Neither of us stopped fucking long enough to asked what else we liked to do. This is wonderful," she said. "You can watch while I do people. Sound good?"
It was like we had each discovered a new friend, and we were certainly being friendly. We thought we knew one another, but we had obviously missed an important personality trait in each of us. I had known she went to Cal, was active in women's studies, knew she and Samantha were tight, I just didn't know how tight and that they both liked to show off what they had. I didn't know they had flashed the men's tennis team, had done girl-to-girl sexual demos for two fraternities, and had done members of the football team for the entertainment of the rest of the jocks on the squad.
I didn't know that she was known as "shooter" in school because she would sit on the Quad wall with her legs up, reading, 'accidentally' shooting naked beaver shots to the passing student body. She had not known I had a collection of porn films and videos that I perused regularly. They weren't the kinds of things you share to your dates, so it was easy to understand our lack of knowledge.
I had just asked her to move in, then I asked her to marry me, and she said yes to both questions. It was after sex that second week that we began sharing things about ourselves when I let it slip that I loved to watch. Her expression brightened immediately.
"Watch?" she said with an interest that approached rhapsody. Her eye brows lifted and she smiled. "Watch?" she repeated. "As in voyeurism?" I nodded, cautiously, not sure of how smart it was to reveal so soon.
"I get turned on by watching people have sex," I said, hoping I wasn't shooting myself with my own gun. "I love porn," I added with a shrug, as if I was confessing to killing babies.
"And I love making porn," she said enthusiastically. "I was actually in two videos during my time at Berkeley. Even considered changing my major to hedonism IA. You're kidding," she said. "You are a porn fanatic, and I am a dedicated showoff. You watch it, and I do it. That's sensational."
"Had a friend, a girl, not a girlfriend, just a friend who was a girl, but we didn't have sex, she would simply let me watch her fuck her boyfriends," I said. "We worked together at the college library and I let it slip one day that I liked to watch and she said I could watch her. Her name is Candy, and she obviously knew what I meant when I said 'watch.' Then I made it perfectly clear, saying that I liked to watch fucking, and she said she would let me be a spectator at her shagging sessions. She was from London and said shagging not fucking."
Claire was beside herself. She could not have been happier if I had told her she had just won the Super Lottery. "She didn't let you fuck her, she just let you watch her fuck?" she asked incredulous. I nodded. "What a sport," she said with a snicker.
She was so excited that I had told her about my proclivity to watch that she wanted to hear about them all. "I'll tell you about mine, if you'll tell me about yours," she said gleefully. We agreed to swap stories, and she told me about the porn shoot she'd done down in North Hollywood, where most of the porn is shot in California, other than in the San Fernando Valley.
It seems Samantha had to do with that one, as well, telling Claire about a job in porn that she had heard about. They both went to the 'shoot' and they each had a part, Claire in a gang bang scene and Sammy in a lesbian episode with another college girl. They drove together all the way from the Bay Area to LA. It seems many young women make their way through college by fucking in front of the camera.