Naomi's Convention Rendevous: Video 3
With two videos of my sexual depravity released and being viewed by thousands of people, the thought of how much of my identity would be revealed in the third upcoming video plagued my mind. The conversation Geo and I had after the release of the second video made me question more if I had a subconscious desire to be noticed. However, I argued that I didn't want to be exposed. I had chosen more revealing masks because I was in a naughty and sexy mood then, not because I wanted to be recognized.
After showing my husband the first two videos, he didn't seem to share my worries. He had yet to bring up the possibility of me being recognized. Maybe he wanted that to happen or already figured it would happen. Either way, he seemingly was not concerned about it at all. That helped me quell my concerns, but not entirely.
The other side of my internal debate made the point that I was getting aroused and excited at the idea of being recognized, even if it was a scary possibility.
As had been the case with the previous two videos, Geo ran trailers for the third on the free porn sites. These teaser trailers showed quick flashes of the video and what erotic sex it would contain. They also included screens of big, bold text proclaiming things like "Hotwife," "Cheating," and "Slut Wife." I watched those trailers many times in anticipation of the video drop, and every time my arousal stirred.
When I got the text from Geo indicating the third video was up, I hit the refresh button on my laptop as I had it on and loaded up with his site. Frontpage and center stood the new third video. The thumbnail showed me on my knees, naked and mouth open. Of course, I knew it was me, but I couldn't help but believe anyone that knew me could also tell. My husband had, after all.
Again, this was primarily due to the mask I had chosen to wear for the third meet-up. It was a small masquerade-style mask with a tie-off in the back, but it only fully covered one eye. The other half covered my eyebrow; it was the most visible my face would be in any of the videos thus far.
The video began as the other two had, with a flashy introduction.
The same flash of words with images of me in different sexual moments behind them rolled at the beginning. With each word and image, my sex pulsed.
"Hotwife," over a picture of me with Geo's black cock in my mouth.
"Cuckold," over me, holding my ass open to show the jeweled plug, my wedding ring visible.
"Slutwife," on top of an image of my pussy leaking Geo's cum.
"Cheater," over my Instagram profile picture.
That's right; he used a picture of me from my everyday life. An image that all of my followers have seen. The only saving grace was the word "Cheater" was in bold and covered my eyes. However, seeing a regular picture of myself mixed with other pornographic ones made me shutter with nerves and arousal.
This time, there wasn't a screenshot of text messages; just a brief statement from Geo popped on the screen:
"As you will see in this video, the slut wife, Naomi, is getting more comfortable with revealing herself. Maybe some of you recognize her. I'm sure she would love that."
Geo seemed to push the theme I wanted others to see and potentially notice me with the opening additions to the video. He made it clear to anyone watching that I was the one who picked out the masks to wear and that I had reached out to him for the opportunity to be his next "video hoe." His statements were all true, I could not deny it, but to have it laid out so plainly made it seem so much more intentional. I wasn't actively trying to be noticed. I was looking to have a once-in-a-lifetime experience and surprise my husband with a record of my transgression. I had never thought about being recognized until Geo brought it up.
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For our third meeting, it was less of a production. I showed up at Geo's hotel, and we moved right into sexual eroticism. Much like the first meet-up, I wore an oversized coat to his hotel, but this time had nothing on underneath. If my journey through my hotel lobby was nerve-wracking the first time, it is exemplified this time. What added to my nerves was the added stimulation provided by Geo from the night before.
As I was leaving his room after our second encounter, Geo gave me the jeweled butt plug he had used on me and instructed me to wear it during the convention and when I came back the following day. The constant pressure throughout the day on the convention floor kept my thoughts on all the pleasure Geo had provided me during the past two meetings and had my sex practically leaking as I made my way to his hotel.
My hotel was filled with more people attending the convention, which meant more people recognized me and wanted to talk and take pictures with me as I journeyed through the lobby in only my coat. Each time I stopped to speak with a fan or pose for a photo, I wondered if they could tell I was naked under my long jacket. Of course, these interactions caused my pussy to gush with excitement. Thankfully, I got the sense that none of the people I saw noticed my naughty secret, as they all seemed too distracted to be talking with me.
I was utterly revved up once I was at Geo's hotel and quickly discarded my jacket to reveal my nakedness the moment I was inside his room. I had put the mask on before knocking, knowing he would be recording once the door opened. Geo matched my eagerness and began ordering me around as soon as the door shut and my coat was on the floor.
"I like this; no need to fiddle with clothes. We can just get down to business," Geo said as I stood before him. "Turn around and bend over. I want to see if you followed my instructions."
I knew what he wanted, and I complied. Turning to face the hotel room door, I bent at my waist. In my position, he and the camera could see the sparkle of the plug between my ass cheeks.
"Perfect. Did you also have it in during the convention," Geo asked after seeing my plugged ass.
I answered with a soft "Yes."
"How did that feel? Did you like having a sexy secret that no one knew about," Geo asked?