"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.
