Back when my wife and I were in our early twenties, having been together a few years already, we were honest and intimate enough with each other to really explore our sexuality.
When taking Ecstasy together, we had few inhibitions. Telling each other fantasies, dressing up, role playing, exhibitionism, public places etc. We had even talked about threesomes, whether it be another woman for us or a man for her, we always found it exciting to talk about. Ultimately, it was this level of openness and trust that led to that one night, breaking through a major barrier in the usual confines of a marriage.
It began simply enough, something daring and a little risky. Not unlike what most of you have probably tried, or at least talked about trying. At that time we started going live on a webcam, usually just her in front of the camera, without showing her face, dressed sexy and responding to questions and comments that I would read in the chat. It was a little awkward at first, but a turn on nonetheless.
Being an attractive woman, streaming on cam would tend to get the attention of a number of viewers with many of them making comments and requests. In time she began to dress more provocatively and at times flash her boobs or show off some of the lingerie she owned. Both of us found the attention she was getting to be more and more of a turn on and looked forward to it whenever we had the opportunity. We always had great sex after our little shows.
As things became more comfortable for her being in front of the camera and the excitement we both felt arousing a growing audience, things began to escalate. More and more often, we'd push things a little further. Responding to requests from viewers to see more and do more. From flashing her pussy, touching herself or having me touch her.
On one occasion, dressed in a black and red corset, black thigh high stockings and a little black thong, viewers requested to watch me finger her pussy. With the camera tilted such that only from her tits to her thighs was in view, I reached in front of her and placed my hand on the front of her thong. She was soaking wet! I pulled the front of her panties to the side with my free hand, exposing her bald, wet pussy. As my fingers slipped into her, she responded by spreading her legs a little further apart and moaned.
It didn't take her long to cum. I was surprised she was as excited as she was. She had never even been close to an orgasm in front of the camera. This time was different. There were many more viewers at that time than ever before. Over Seven Hundred people were watching her, tits spilling out of the top of the corset, erect nipples, panties pulled to the side and my fingers slipping in and out of her soaking wet pussy. She really got off on the idea of total strangers jerking off to her, and me telling her what they were saying in the chat.
She was so horny at that point, she turned off the camera and stood up. She pulled me up from my chair and reached into my shorts. As she began stroking my cock, she pushed me back onto the sofa and mounted me.
"I would fuck one of those strangers right now, right in front of you." she said.
Having fantasized together recently about what it would be like to see her with another man, saying this to me had me hard as rock in a second. From that statement on, she rode my cock as we talked dirty to each other about a stranger fucking her in front of me. Telling each other what we imagined it to be like. She seemed so much more into it than ever before. It was so hot listening to her talk like a little slut.
For some time after that, the idea of a stranger became our main focus when discussing fantasies with each other. We talked about a variety of situations and scenarios that involved some random stranger. The fantasy of her with another man became such a focal point for us, we started seriously planning to make it happen.
On a warm July night, having devised a rough plan, we began preparing for our adventure. I picked out some clothes for her to wear, a little outfit I thought was sexy as hell. A white crop top with no bra, nipples pressed against the thin cotton fabric. A short red plaid skirt similar to that of a school girl uniform, no panties, white thigh high stockings and heels. After she dressed, she modelled the outfit for my approval with a few sexy poses. She was stunning!
It was around midnight on that Saturday when we got into the car and headed for downtown. Horny and excited about what could and what would most likely happen, the drive seemed to take no time at all.
With me driving and her in the back seat alone, we drove slowly past the bar district. When we'd pass groups of men standing in the street, I'd turn on the interior light. Leaning back and facing the group, she'd make sure at least one person was looking at her, she would lift her top, flashing the onlookers. Her perfect breasts and pink nipples hard in full view of anyone looking into the back seat of the car.
The flashing and teasing excited both of us. After each flash we would discuss the response she was getting, how it was clear by their reactions, the lucky men that saw her wanted to see more.
"I'm so fucking wet right now." She said.
