My name is Steve and I'm 27 years old. My wife, Arlene is 24. We married right out of college and everything in our life was normal. Until we began taking pictures and uploading them to a bulletin board that catered to that life style. Reading and responding to the e-mail we received turned us both on and our sex life was taking strange turns. In addition to the increased frequency we started to do some kinky things. And now another couple had contacted us.
My phone rang at 3:00 PM and it was Arlene.
"Thank you, honey," she said.
"You're welcome," I replied.
"I thought it was a box of candy! Everyone was looking when I opened it!"
"That's not my fault," I said. "Do you like them?"
"Let me look again," she said. I had sent her six pairs of very sheer low cut panties, two white, two red and two black, to make up for having ripped up her favorite pair in my haste to fuck her. "They're beautiful," she said. "Thank you."
"I may chew them off you next time," I said.
"Any time," she whispered. "Or ripping is nice too."
"You'll have to model them for me this weekend."
"Okay," she said. "And the rose is beautiful too."
"You're the one that's beautiful," I said. "Uh oh, duty calls," I told her.
"I love you, honey. I love you very much."
"I love you, sweetheart," I said and the line went dead.
"You have a message from Gloria," I said as I downloaded the mail. "And lot's of comments about your hot pussy," I added. She waited while I transferred the messages to her system and then she went to the mail from Gloria. She read for ten minutes and then she typed for twenty.
"I really like her," she said to me.
"I'm glad," I said.
"Did Harry write to you?"
"Yep."
"Anything interesting?"
"A few things," I said. "But men take longer to talk about things than women."
"Chauvinist!"
"Sorry," I laughed.
"But I know what you mean. Do you like him?"
"Yeah. We seem to be on the same wave length."
"Good," she said.
"Here go your new shots," I said. She looked at the screen and saw the pictures of her with no panties under her skirt. In the first you could just barely see her pussy but in the second one her legs were spread wide open and her pussy was in plain site. "This should change the mail a bit," I said.
"We'll see," she said and then she began answering her mail.
"What's a SWM?" she asked.
"Single, white male," I replied.
"Oh," she said.
"Does he want you alone or in a threesome?"
"Threesome," she said.
"I have several requests here too. Men and women."
"I asked Gloria about taking pictures in public," Arlene said after they made love.
"What did she say?"
"She said they just started on a lark but it was exciting so they kept doing it."
"Did you ask her about the one in a bar?"
"Yeah. She said it wasn't as bad as it looked. That it only took a second. She said that they plan the shots so it doesn't take long at all."
"Interesting," I said.
The next night we sat down to do the mail again. "You told Harry how to make computer pictures from videos?" she asked.
"Guilty," I said. "At least about the equipment."
"Gloria said he got pissed because she told him your pictures look better than his."
"He just told me that."
"Is he mad?"
"No. Just embarrassed. I'm explaining to him what I do."
"My mail says they love your pussy," I said. "Have you gone through yours yet?"
"I'm just starting," she answered. She began going through the mail and then she jumped when the phone rang. Steve answered and whispered to her that it was his boss. He talked for a while and when he hung up she looked at him expectantly.
"I have to go San Diego tomorrow," I said. "Dave had this big customer meeting set up there but his daughter was in an auto accident and he can't leave town."
"Is she okay?"
"Seems like it, but his wife is a wreck and he can't leave her. I won't be back until Friday." I knew she hated when I traveled but she knew I didn't have any choice.
"What time do you have to leave?"
"The flight is at eleven," I said.
"I better check your clothes."
She insisted on pressing off my suit and she helped me get my travel gear together before they went to bed. We kissed tenderly and then she pushed me on my back. She moved her head to my chest and sucked on each of my nipples before she began licking her way down my body. My cock was hard when she reached it and she gave it little wet kisses as she stroked it. She cooed when pre-cum oozed out of the tip and then she ran her lips back and forth through it.
She made herself comfortable as she began bobbing her head then she pulled me on my side and put one hand on my ass to urge me to fuck her mouth. My hips began moving with long slow strokes pulling my cock completely from her mouth and then pushing her lips apart and entering it again. I could feel the tip hit the back of her mouth and start down her throat a few times but I pulled back each time it happened. She pushed her head forward the next time my cock slid between her lips and the tip of my cock started down her throat. My cock missed her mouth the next time she moved forward so she took it in her hand and began rubbing it over face. She moaned when her mouth filled with hot sperm. I was panting when she crawled back up into my arms and nestled there.
With the one hour time difference I didn't call her from San Diego until eight o'clock. "I miss you," she pouted.
"I miss you too," I said. "It's been a long time since I was away."
"I know," she said.
"What have you been doing?"
"Some wash and cleaning."
"Why don't you go on-line and do your mail."
"Without you?"
"Sure. You can even upload your pictures so your fans aren't disappointed."
"I don't know how."
"It's easy. Just go down to the den and I can walk you through it in a few minutes."
"Okay," she said. She went downstairs and picked up the phone at my desk. I told her what to click and she told me when she saw small pictures of herself naked on the couch with her hands on her pussy. "You blurred out my face in these already?" she asked me.
"Just double click them to be sure," I told her. She did as I said and confirmed that her face was blurred. I gave her more instructions on how to connect to the service and then to upload the pictures and get their mail to download. "Is there a lot?" I asked her.
"It says 207," she answered.
"Your adoring public," I chuckled. "Now you can make yourself comfortable and answer it."
"Will you call me after you have dinner?"
"It will be late."
"Please?"
"Okay.'
"I love you, and I miss you.
"I love you too," I said. "Have fun."
"Hi," he said when she answered the phone.
"Hi, honey," she said, "how was dinner?"
"Fine," he said. "Did you do the mail?"
"Yes, and... well, I took my clothes off when I did it."
"All of them?"
"I left my panties on."
"And how did it make you feel?"
"Naughty," she said.
"What kind of mail did you have?"
"Talking about my pussy and asking if you fucked me before the pictures were taken, and asking if I liked to suck cock and get fucked. I told them that you fucked me a lot and that I loved sucking your cock."
"And it made you horny, didn't it?"
"I miss you, honey," she whispered. "I wish you were here with me."
