I met my wife, Susan, five years ago in a night club in my local town. I was a bit worse for wear when I noticed a group of Asian women sat around a large table. I have always had a thing for oriental women and one in particular caught my eye, she was petite as many of these types of women are and her lips were full whilst her brown eyes sparkled. When she smiled she encouraged others to do the same.
I stood transfixed for a while just watching. She was 5' 0" in height, slim but her chest was larger than you would normally expect. Not massive but noticeable against her slender frame. She was wearing a jumper that hugged her curves and tight jeans that left little to imagine of the perfect frame underneath. She wore high heels that made her seem almost of average height and made her legs seem even longer.
I was smitten almost immediately and as the night wore on I finally had the chance to speak to her alone as she stood up the bar. I thought I was out of my depth but I knew I would regret more the not taking of an opportunity. As I spoke to her she seemed genuinely surprised that I had even noticed her. As is stereotypical, I was expecting almost broken English from her quiet voice which I struggled to hear over the loud music in the club, but she explained how she had been in England since she was a little girl.
Before long we were laughing and joking and the night soon passed us by. Before she left I asked for her number, we never even kissed that night but I was already infatuated.
I phoned her the following day, not caring if it was too soon. She was shocked I actually called and after a little persuading we met up again. After a year we had moved in together and finally we got married. Susan was naturally very quiet around strangers and even shy around my friends if things were said that might have been considered risqué. Whenever talk turned to a sexual nature she would go quiet and would offer little to the conversation even when teased by my friends and girlfriends. I knew some of my friends found my wife attractive as I was often told this after they had had a few drinks. Her demure exterior only heightened her desirability.
As with all marriages it had it ups and downs and the sex was good. My sex drive was higher than hers and I would have liked for things to be a bit more adventurous but Sue, whilst happy to discuss fantasies would never take it any further. We would often talk of our desires whilst making love. I would ask her to think about other women touching her and about how I would like to show her off to other men which she seemed to get off on. I slowly got her to talk about what she would like and she started to talk about having another man touching her as I watched. To my own surprise this turned me on also. We began discussing the men in her life who gave her attention and I would get her to tell me what she wanted them to do to her.
Such was my fascination with the idea I went out and bought a webcam for our computer. After work one day I led her upstairs to show her my purchase. She was confused as I explained to her that I wanted her to talk to other men online but rather than the reaction I was expecting she went ballistic telling me that our fantasies were just that and that she would never do such things in real life.
It was a blow to me and for a long time we never discussed it again and our sex life became slightly duller as I no longer felt comfortable discussing further fantasies in case I upset her.
Then about three months later we were in bed and suddenly Marie turned to me and asked,
"Why do you want me to talk to men on the internet?" I was shocked that she had broached the subject.
"I was been stupid; I thought you might like it too."
"But you are my husband. Am I not enough for you?" As she looked at me with her brown eyes wide open in confusion I just leant forward and kissed her full on the mouth. She was wearing a vest top with shorts and the tops of her breast were just visible over her vest. Her warm legs entwined around mine as she responded to the kiss. When we broke away she was just staring at me with the faintest smile across her face.
"Well?"
"Well what?" I realised I had my ideal woman was lying besides me and I didn't want to spoil that. "You know you turn me on."
"So why do you want me to talk to other men?" She wasn't letting me off the hook. So I decided just to be honest.
"I can't help it; the very idea turns me on."
"You like to think of other men talking dirty to me?"
"Yes." There I had said it and felt ashamed but at least she knew. She paused and stared at me then her hands slipped to my cock and she gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Would you like these men to see me undress?" My cock suddenly became harder and would it would have been obvious if I now lied.
"Yes," she squeezed it again as if to reward me and I could feel blood pumping through the veins increasing the hardness.
"What else do you want them to see?"
"I want you to touch yourself as they are watching."
I looked in her eyes as she was increasing the pumping action on my erection. Her nipples were clearly visible through her vest top. Her eyes closed as I let my hand explore her breast and then slid it between her legs. Her shorts were soaked and I had no problems easing two fingers inside her. She let out a moan as I brought my finger out before pressing them back in. I could feel her warm juices encasing my fingers.
"Tell me what else you want?" She panted between the motions of me thrusting my fingers deeper inside her.
"I want to watch you touching yourself and then I want you to suck my cock as I cum all over your face whilst the other guys watch you. I want to turn you over and take you up the arse as your tits are hanging in front of the camera so they can see your perfect breast as I am fucking you from behind." I was shocked at my own language. Never before had I spoken to Susan in such a way before but months and probably years of pent up frustration was been released. More to my surprise was Sue's reaction, who had somehow become even wetter before pushing me on my back and easing herself onto my firm cock. Her wet pussy allowed for my manhood to glide deep inside her and her warm, wet juices dribbled onto my stiff member. She was like a woman possessed as she pumped away building herself to a climax as she was now completely in control. I started to tell her about how other men wanted to see her breast, to touch her but in truth she did not need further encouragement. Soon she came but she didn't stop and then a few moments later she had cum again. I turned her around so I was now on top and she screamed as yet another orgasm was released and she shuddered. I keenly sucked on her nipples and before long I too was releasing myself deep inside her with the thoughts of these other men watching her still very fresh in my mind.
I finally rolled off exhausted and the bed was damp from the sweat and the juices of our intense lovemaking. With that no more was said.
It was about a week later on the Saturday that Sue came into the study where the computer was set up and said,
"So what is the site like?" Her matter-of-fact upfront attitude surprised me.
"Want me to show you?" I was still unsure where this would go and I knew one wrong step would see it end in a blazing row. Things had to be done at her speed as and when she was comfortable.
"I'm not going on the cam now," her steely resolve seemed to have returned and I thought again it was another opportunity missed.
"It's okay; you don't have to show yourself you can just chat if you want?"
"Really?" Then I saw it, she was suddenly interested again.
"Yes hold on." I quickly went onto the site and created a profile for us. As with many of these chat-sites I knew there were usually a lot more men than women and many of the women were men pretending to be women. So I made the profile to be more about Susan than myself.
"Do you want to upload a picture?" I asked innocently wondering just how far she would go with it for now.
"No."
"Only asking," then I hit enter and it was done and we were online.
Within minutes several windows had popped up requesting a chat. Susan just stood over my shoulder watching what was happening. I explained we were in the lobby of the chat room and that different rooms could be selected depending on the fantasy. She watched as more pop ups appeared. Most just saying hello, some just simply saying how they wanted to fuck her hard.
"Which one shall we talk to?" I asked. She seemed oblivious before shrugging.
"Anyone will do." A window appeared on the computer with just a hello message from someone using a screen name of
Arthur109
. I decided to reply;
Asianwife+hubby
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Hi
A few seconds past when;
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