Glory Hole Wife

"Are you sure you wanna do this, hun?"

Todd stood at the door to the Adult Book Store and pondered his wife Sharon's question. "Yes, I'm sure. Why? Are you having second thoughts?"

Sharon shook her head, the beads woven into her long dark braids clacking slightly with the movement. "No. I'm a little nervous, being honest. But also really excited. I'm just worried you might... change your mind. Once things get, you know... started."

"Don't worry, babe." Todd took her hand. "I've fantasized about this for a long time. And I know you have, too." His finger caressed her wedding ring. "We love each other. This won't change that. I know it, and so do you."

Sharon smiled warmly, then moved into him, hugging him close. "I do love you, hun. So much."

Todd returned her hug, his arms moving first to the small of her back, then lower, clutching her plump ass with both hands. Sliding them just under her short, black skirt, he caressed the bare skin he already knew he'd find there. Sharon had of course left her panties home for this adventure.

"Down, boy," Sharon giggled, breaking their embrace. "Save it for later. Now, let's do this."

Together, they walked hand in hand inside the shop.

The store was busy, at least a dozen men milling around, browsing various sex toys and videos on the racks. They all turned as one when Sharon entered, Todd close beside her.

Todd certainly understood. Besides being the only woman there, Sharon was gorgeous. Of course a room full of already horny men would gawk at her.

Especially considering the way she was dressed. The aforementioned leather skirt showed off her long, thick legs. Black 'Fuck Me Pumps' adorned her feet, adding to her already statuesque height. Her full, firm breasts were covered only in a sheer white strapless halter top that left her belly exposed while also showing off both ample cleavage and her large, dark nipples.

If their eyes made it high enough to view her face, they'd adore her big brown eyes, high cheekbones and full, lush lips. A true African Goddess.

Sharon had noticed the attention as well. Offering her husband a sly wink, she strolled purposefully through the center of the store, her destination obvious: The video booth section to the rear.

Todd watched proudly as every head turned to check out her ass when she passed by. Even the formally bored looking clerk behind the counter couldn't help but stare.

Pausing at the curtain that covered the entrance to the back room, Sharon turned towards him. "You coming, hun?"

Todd quickly scrambled to catch up to her. As he ducked behind the curtain, he heard his wife's voice, now addressing the store patrons. "How about you boys? Y'all coming? I'll be waiting."

Sharon then moved past the curtain to join her husband. Together they walked down the dark hallway, choosing an empty video booth near the middle. It was roomier than they'd expected.

Sharon couldn't help but tremble with excitement. "Do you think any of them will...?" She gulped nervously, leaving her question unfinished yet obvious.

Taking her face in his hands, Todd kissed her softly. "Relax, babe. You didn't see the way they looked at you as you walked by. Trust me, they're coming."

No sooner had he finished than they heard the door to the adjoining booth close as someone stepped inside.

Sharon looked at Todd, eyes wide. "Here we go! Wish me luck, hun."

Todd kissed her again, then swatted her ass. "Knock 'em dead, babe."

With a smirk, Sharon pulled her top up and off. "Keep this clean," she instructed as she handed it to Todd. "Don't want it all sticky for the ride home." Nodding, Todd stuffed the shirt in his back pocket.

Facing the wall, she dropped to her knees. Just in time. A very hard, thick penis thrust its way through the hole there, right at face level.

"Well, hello there," Sharon giggled as it twitched. "Mmm, look at that. Now that's a lovely cock." With that she wrapped her long fingers around the base and took the fat tip between her lips.

Todd's heart skipped a beat as he watched his wife slurp leisurely on the stranger's glans, her cheeks puckered as she sucked. He'd fantasized about watching his wife suck another man's dick, and now it was finally happening, right before his eyes.

"We're doing this,"

he thought,

"we're really doing this!"

Sharon was doing the actual work of course, her tongue now thrusting out from between her lips to lap at the anonymous cock. Her hand tugged and twisted the root as she engulfed him deeper into her mouth with each bob of her head. While Todd couldn't see the man's face, it was clear from the sounds echoing from the other side of the booth that he was enjoying it.

Sharon gulped and gagged as she worked, her hand sliding up and down the shaft in time with her lips, trails of spit dripping down her chin onto her swaying tits.

Todd, who'd always had a voyeuristic streak in him, felt like he was watching a porn film being performed right in front of him, an audience of one. His cock strained in his pants and he freed it eagerly, his tip already wet with precum. Gripping it firmly, he began the familiar, habitual, pleasure inducing motions.

Sharon spotted Todd stroking himself from the corner of her eye and released the fat, veiny cock from her lips with a slurp. "Is this what you wanted, hun?" Her voice was husky, sultry. "Is this what you wanted to see me do? Does this get you off, watching your wife be a whore, a slut for your pleasure?"

Todd nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! Oh, yes, babe. You're so fucking beautiful. So sexy, so slutty. I love it, and I love you!"

"Love you too, hun." Sharon kept her eyes locked with her husband as she resumed pleasuring the stranger. Taking him sideways between her lips, she slid her mouth repeatedly up and down the length of him, her tongue caressing the thick vein along the underside. Copious amounts of drool hung from his shaft like strings of Christmas lights, twinkling in the dimly lit booth.

Groans from the other side of the booth signaled the stranger was close. Sharon again released him from her oral grip. "Where should he finish, husband? In my mouth? On my pretty face? On my big, sweaty tits? What'll get you off more, hmm?"

Todd didn't have to think long on his answer. "Your face. I wanna see your face, covered in his cum."

Sharon turned back to the cock still throbbing in her hand and stroked it furiously, spitting on it at random intervals. It took only seconds before it erupted, shooting reams of thick spunk across her cheeks, nose and chin.

Sharon continued jerking, smearing the still pulsing organ over her face, rubbing the gooey mess into her, making her ebony skin shine with it.

Finally she let go. The cock disappeared from the hole, only to be replaced moments later by another, just as long and thick. Sharon cooed in approval and immediately went back to work.

Todd couldn't help but compare the other man's member to his own average sized penis. His wife had never complained about his size, of course. But she'd certainly never gagged on Todd's like she now was on her second anonymous cock of the day.

Todd watched as her free hand moved between her legs. Her fingers penetrated her slippery folds, frigging herself. Enthusiastic moans and wet squelches filled the small booth, along with the scent of her arousal.

Todd reached down to caress her ass, sticking out from under her skirt. Her pussy was slick with white cream, her fingers coated in it. Todd desperately wanted to fuck her, to kneel behind her and replace her fingers with his needy cock.

But that wasn't the fantasy. The fantasy was for his wife suck off strange men while he watched. To look, not to touch. At least not yet.

And so Todd resisted the urge. Still, he decided he could bend the rules, just a little. Slipping his hand between her thighs, he cupped her plump vulva, his palm immediately soaked with her juices. Sharon squealed her approval through plugged lips, grinding herself against him.

After a few moments of this he removed his hand. Bringing it to his face, he inhaled deeply, her scent a long time aphrodisiac for him. He tasted as well, her flavor strong and musky, before returning his hand to his aching cock, lubricating himself as he settled back to again observe his wife act out their slutty fantasy.

Just in time. The second beneficiary of her oral aptitude waa already spilling his load on her tits, white streams running through the valley of her cleavage.

The cock withdrew to be replaced almost immediately by a third. Stranger Number Three must have been truly excited, because he didn't last long. After merely a minute or so of Sharon's expert deep throating, he exploded with a wail, finishing in her mouth.

Instead of swallowing, Sharon looked up at Todd as she pushed the creamy mess out between her lips with her tongue. "Look at me, all covered in stranger's cum! What a slut I am! Don't you just love it?"

Todd did indeed, even more than he could possibly have anticipated. He and Sharon had been married almost ten years, and before that, dated three years of college. Early on in their relationship, they'd had some adventurous sex, including a few risky outdoors trysts and fucking in their college dorm with their friends passed out in the other bed. But married life had quickly settled them, and while their sex was still good, it had steadily become routine.

Their first solution to spice things up was an obvious one: watching porn together. They quickly discovered their mutual enjoyment of glory hole videos, although of course neither of them at first were willing to admit to each other that the idea intrigued them beyond mere fantasy.

But as time went by, they talked more and more about it. And the more they talked, the more passionate their couplings became, until finally they threw caution and inhibitions to the wind and confessed to each other their desire to make the fantasy come true.

Even after, there had been still more discussions; on rules and boundaries, etc. But once they both realized how comfortable they were, and just how much trust they had in each other, they eventually decided to make it happen.

And so here they were.

And so it continued. Cock after cock, load after load of pearly white cream, standing out against Sharon's dark skin. It was everywhere; arms, breasts, stomach, thighs. Long strands dripped from her hair, running down her neck, shoulders and back. But her face bore the brunt of it, covering her like a liquid mask.

On and on it went, Sharon never tiring; neither of the sucking, nor of rubbing herself to multiple orgasms as she worked. Her thick thighs glistened with sweat and cum.

As yet another load splattered over her, she again looked up at her husband. "How many more, Todd? How many are left?"

Todd poked his head out the door. "Just one, I think."

"Good," Sharon sighed. "This has been fun, but my jaw is getting a little sore."

As she finished speaking, the last cock made its appearance through the hole. Todd and Sharon gasped in unison. It was huge, massive even, long and thick and dark skinned, making Todd once again feel inadequate about his average white guy dick.

Sharon eyed it with both excitement and fear. She'd never faced anything like the beast now before her. Still, she was always up for a challenge, and was determined to give this stranger her best for the grand finale.

Taking it in her grip, she could barely close her hand around it. It throbbed and pulsed, and even as she stroked, she understood this monster wasn't yet fully erect.

Her lips stretched as she took in his bulbous glans. She had to force her tongue out of the way just to get him in a few inches.

At the halfway point she choked. Pulling back, she tried again, but only managed to take a fraction more before her gag reflex again kicked in.

Tears ran from her eyes as she pulled him from her mouth. "Sorry," she gasped, "you're just too big, hunny. Can't take you all. But I'll do my best, promise."

The man on the other side didn't speak, only grunted his acknowledgement. Now wrapping both hands around his massive shaft, Sharon took the remaining cock between her lips and dove in with all her remaining energy.

Todd had been edging himself the entire time, his cock on fire with the need for release, but he was determined to hold back until the end.

Fortunately, it didn't take as long as expected. Groans from behind the wall signaled the impending orgasm, and Sharon released him from her mouth just in time to catch his first blast squarely in the face.

The man's balls must have been as big as his cock, his load erupting like a fire hose, long thick endless reams coating Sharon's already besmeared body. Todd watched, fascinated, as the final spurt landed on Sharon's breast, hanging off her nipple like a slowly melting icicle.

Sharon sat back, exhausted. Wiping the cum from her eyes, she looked up at Todd, standing beside her, cock in hand. "Impressive," she grinned, "you managed to hold off this whole time!"

Leaning back against the wall, she spread her legs wide. Her pussy was soaked, strands of her honey glistening as she parted her dark folds to reveal her flushed inner pink. "I know we were supposed to wait til we got home..." Sharon's voice dripped with lust, "... but I need your to fuck me, hun. Right now!"

Todd moved to help Sharon to her feet. He kissed her deeply, not caring at all about the taste of other men on her lips. Taking her by the hips, he spun her around. Sharon immediately understood his intent. Arching her back, she maneuvered into position for him.

Todd could feel her heat as he lined himself up at her entrance. "I'm not gonna last long, babe," he warned her. "I'm too close to the edge."

"It's okay," Sharon pleaded. "Just fuck me! Reclaim me! Make me yours again!"

Todd needed no further prompting. Nor any extra lubrication. Sharon's pussy was tight but slick, and with one swift thrust he was deep inside her.

They cried out as one as he penetrated her, the booth shaking with their movements. Taking hold of her hips, Todd pounded her forcefully. Sharon pushed back to meet every pump, her cries of pleasure encouraging him to go faster, harder.

Soon enough he was swelling inside her and, with a final cry of primal lust, Todd released his long pent up load. Sharon came with him, the walls of her hot cunt pulsing and squeezing, helping milk every last drop.

Spent, Todd pulled himself from her with a messy plop. To his surprise, Sharon whirled and, dropping to her knees, popped his still hard cock into her mouth, licking and sucking him clean. Her fingers worked at her clit with wild abandon, coaxing out one last earth shattering, body trembling orgasm before she finally fell back, shaking and exhausted.

Todd dropped beside her and together they held each other, silent save for their heavy breathing.

When at last they had caught their breath, Todd stood and again help his wife find her feet.

Both of them were an absolute mess, cum everywhere. Sharon looked around for something she realized wasn't there. "Shit! We forgot the towels in the car, hun! How are we supposed to clean up?"

"Fuck! Sorry, babe." Todd quickly adjusted his clothing. "Let me see if I can find some paper towels or tissues or..."

Sharon silenced him with a kiss. "It's okay. I've got a better idea." Taking the halter top she'd given Todd earlier, she mopped her messy face as best she could, then pulled it on over her cum and spit covered breasts.

Before Todd could object, Sharon grabbed his hand and led him out of the booth, back to the front of the store.

There were still several men lingering there. Todd wondered if these were the same men his wife had just spent the past hour or so fellating, his question quickly answered when they burst into applause.

Sharon blushed, but kept her head held high as she sauntered past them, Todd in tow behind her. She couldn't help but giggle as she felt a huge glob of Todd's cum run down her already sticky leg.

At the exit, she turned and flashed her sexiest smile.

"Thanks, boys. Been a blast! Same time next week?"

End