It had been a fantasy of mine for months – years really – and finally, it looked like it was actually going to happen. In fact I thought that Tania, my young wife of only six months, would be up for it right away; we had enjoyed a healthy and most varied sex life right from the first time we met, but it still took quite a lot of fast talking and persuading – not to mention a whole bottle of red wine – before she actually agreed.
But now we were all set up. I had purchased a web camera and hooked it up to our new computer. The lighting in the spare bedroom was set just right and Tania had bought a bright, multi-coloured top and a pair of pale pink shorts just for the occasion. Everything was finally right, everything was finally ready. I was about to share my beautiful and sexy wife with the world!
To start with, Tania simply sat next to me in front of the monitor as we trawled the World Wide Web looking for a suitable chat room that would support a web camera. I knew from experience that most of these rooms were habitually inhabited by sex hungry men that would virtually beg for the merest glimpse of Tania’s breasts, let alone any more. As far as I was concerned, and, I think, Tania too by then, the more and varied the audience we managed to attract, the more turned on we would get.
The first room we decided to populate was a bit of a let down. There were plenty of guys around but none seemed to have a cam to share with us (Tania had said that it would be more fun if there were a reciprocal guy or even a couple so that we could see how aroused we got our audience). As soon as the men realised that there was a woman in the room they were all screaming for her to get naked – and they weren’t being too polite about it either! The next two rooms were much the same and I could sense that Tania was becoming a little disheartened. Concerned that she would back out at the last moment, so to speak, I encouraged her to start on a second bottle of wine and quickly put my mind to finding a more suitable room.
The fourth room we found seemed a little quieter and was clearly more targeted towards couples. We watched a slightly older couple touching each other for a few minutes and then a younger black guy masturbating by himself. Both Tania and myself were intrigued by the size of the black guy’s cock which seemed to be at least twelve inches in length and very thick around.
“Wow!” Tania exclaimed. “That’s a hell of a dick!”
I looked at her and nodded my agreement. Tania’s eyes were wide open as she gawped at the screen and it was clear that she was becoming quite aroused by the sight. I smiled to myself, this was exactly the kind of reaction that I was hoping for.
“Perhaps you should show him a little something to help him along?” I asked casually.
Tania looked directly into my eyes and grinned. I knew she was going to go along with my fantasy now. She sauntered a little drunkenly over to the sofa that we had set up in front of the camera and sat. She looked down at the carpet demurely with her hands in her lap and waited. Quickly I typed a message to the black guy who was still slowly stroking his huge, swollen appendage.
The reply to my message was almost instantaneous and was exactly what I had been expecting: of course he wanted to see my wife on camera. He said that he loved white women and indicated that seeing her would get him off in the extremely near future!
With slightly shaking hands I switched our camera on. A second cam window popped up on the screen and I could see both Tania and the black guy side by side. I nodded to Tania, indicating that she was now being broadcast to the world and then clicked the button on the computer which also sent both video feeds to the large screen TV that we had in the room so that Tania could see as well.
“God! That’s a nice looking cock!” Tania said a little breathlessly as she watched the screen.
“He said he’s getting ready to cum,” I replied, “you going to show him a little something to help him get off?”
Again, Tania looked down demurely and I had a moments panic when i thought that she might refuse. But when she looked back up again there was a wicked glint in her eye.
“I’m going to do it!”
My mouth hung open and I saw the black guy’s penis swell even larger as Tania gripped the hem of her blouse and pulled it up over the swell of her breasts. She had deliberately not worn a bra and I guessed that panties had probably gone the same way.
“Play with them, baby!” I said hurriedly. I could feel my own erection pressing urgently against my pants and wanted to keep her going.
Tania’s fingers began to circle her already hardened nipples as she teased them up into tight little points. The black guy was stroking faster and faster now – obviously enjoying my wife’s display of nudity as much as I was. And as much as everyone else was too, I noticed. Word in the chat room had clearly spread very quickly and I could see from the counter that now nearly every person in the room was watching Tania. So many messages were popping up all over my screen with words of encouragement, praise and just straight offers of sex that I was so busy closing them down and trying to answer as many as possible that I almost missed the black guys cock exploding in a torrent of sperm.
“Oh my God!” Tania exclaimed as she gripped her breasts a little more tightly. “He’s cumming!”
I turned and watched the larger screen as the milky-white fluid continued to pump from the tip of the large black penis. His pendulous balls seemed to shudder as they emptied and when he was finally spent, I think that Tania and I were nearly as breathless as him.
The black man’s camera eventually went dead as he switched it off (I guess the visual equivalent of rolling over, farting and falling asleep!). I wondered if, at that point, Tania would reckon her work complete and want to finish, but I was wrong there. My wife showed no intention of moving from the sofa and was still idly toying with her hard, naked nipples.
“Let’s find another!” She said quickly. “That guy really turned me on!”
Messages were still littering the screen and I tried to read each one quickly before closing them down or replying. Most – quite naturally – were from men, but after a few moments I saw a message box from someone with the nickname “Lucky Lady”.
I was immediately intrigued. Neither I – nor Tania, I think – had envisaged a “one to one” camera session with another woman. “Your wife is beautiful.” The message read. “Perhaps we could both be lucky ladies tonight?”
Immediately I sent back a message thanking Lucky Lady for her compliment and wondering (optimistically, I thought) if she would enjoy chatting with us while she watched my wife and whether or not she also possessed a camera. Her speedy reply surprised me. It transpired that not only did she have a web camera, but that her husband was operating it and using their computer in just the same way as I was!
Initially I thought that this must be too good to be true. She must be a fake – or worse a web-hooker; baiting us and then demanding money to go any further. But there was something in her tone that led me to think that she might just be on the level. At least it was worth a try, I thought.
“There seems to be a couple keen to chat to us, darling.” I said to Tania. “Not sure if they are for real but would you like to go ahead?”
Tania’s nipples were now red and swollen with all the attention she had been giving them.
“Hell yes!” She almost gasped. “Is she on the camera or him?”
“No idea. Would you like me to find out first?”
“Don’t bother! I don’t really care at this stage!”
I smiled and clicked on to Lucky Lady’s camera. At first I could hardly believe my eyes, but as the video feed came into focus, I felt the hardness beneath my jeans surge into a solid, full-blown, raging erection that just wouldn’t lie down.
“Oh, wow!” Tania breathed, clearly agreeing with my assessment of Luck Lady. “She looks so fucking sexy!”
This was, in my opinion, understating it. Lucky Lady was blonde and I would have guessed in her early forties. The camera had picked her up in front of the bedroom mirror putting the finishing touches to her make-up. She wore a thin white top that clung to her ample breasts, white stiletto shoes and white stockings that were held in place by a frilly suspender belt. White, lace panties added the finishing touch to what was an extremely erotic ensemble.
“My wife is called Sophie and I’m Alan.” The message flashed across the screen and annoyingly obliterated a little of the view I and Tania had of Sophie’s legs. I sent back a reply stating that they were talking to Tania and Mike and that we were very pleased to meet them.
“Tania looks very sexy with her tits out like that!” Alan said. “Don’t worry, Sophie will be getting hers out pretty soon as well I expect!”
“God, I hope so,” I replied, “looks from here like Sophie has a great body.”
For a few minutes, Alan and I chatted back and forth while Sophie finished preparing herself. It transpired that, although Tania and I were first-time broadcasters, Alan and Sophie had done this many times before and used one of their “shows” as a prelude to a good old-fashioned sex session.
“How many people are watching your camera?” Alan asked
I hadn’t checked recently and when I looked was surprised to see that the number was above thirty. I messaged Alan and told him.
“Right now we have sixty-three on ours! Hold on, I’ll tell a few of our regular audience to open up your cam as well.”
I looked down at the counter as it started to rise dramatically. Thirty-five….forty…..fifty….fifty-five…it just kept rising until it seemed to reach a peak at sixty-two.
“If you are anything like me,” Alan said, “the more guys and girls that are watching means the more turned on you get!”
I agreed with him and smiled over at Tania who was following our typed conversation with interest
“Looks like you’ve found a friend there.” She stated with a grin. “Must be more men out there that like to show off their wives than I thought!”
But despite her acting so nonchalantly, I knew that Tania was as excited by what was happening as I was. We both knew that Alan and Sophie were practiced at this but still we didn’t really know what to expect.
