Husband shares wife’s sexy Polaroids with friends, loving wife, sex stories, I don’t know how things got this far out of hand. It started simply enough. Several years ago my husband began taking boudoir photos of me which I thought were for his enjoyment only. He said he wanted to take them with him on business trips to have something to look at while he masturbated. Secretly it excited me, thinking of my husband in a motel room somewhere looking at the Polaroids of me in lingerie, or naked, his cock in his hand while he jerked off as he gazed at my photos. I was fine with that. Until…
One day I had to go into his briefcase to find some papers, and much to my surprise, there were my photos. I guess I hadn’t realized he was carrying them around with him. Then I began to wonder if he had shown them to anyone, so one evening during our before dinner cocktail hour I confronted him about it.
“I found my photos in your briefcase, Bob,” I began. “You told me you got rid of them. You haven’t shown them to anyone have you?” I asked.
“No. Well, I mean… not intentionally,” he murmured. “At least not at first.”
I felt an instant rush of heat coursing through my body when I began to consider what he meant. “What the hell does THAT mean, Bob? Has someone seen my pictures? Answer me, and you tell me the TRUTH, damn you!”
“I won’t lie to you, Jill,” he said. “Yes, someone has seen them. Andy. I forgot they were in my briefcase, and he was in my office and we were going over something and I pulled some papers I needed out of my briefcase, forgetting about your Polaroids. A couple fell out onto my desk, and he saw them.
“What the hell, Robert! Are those of JILL?” he asked. And then before I could stop him he picked one of them up and stared at it with this big grin on his face. Then he picked up the other one and said, ‘You DOG, you! My God she’s gorgeous. Look at those TITS… and that furry bush!’ Or something like that.”
“And you didn’t stop him? You just let him SEE ME…NAKED?” I gasped.
“Yeah. I did,” he said quietly.
“WHY, Bob? Why didn’t you take them away from him?” I questioned.
“Truthfully, baby? Because it excited me. My fucking cock even started getting hard. And I was so proud of you. AM so proud of you. I realized I WANTED him to see you… how beautiful and sexy you are. I loved showing you off in your lingerie and letting him see your gorgeous tits and naked pussy! So I did something I never intended to do. I was aroused, and he was clearly excited over seeing the pictures, so I… I got up and locked my door, and… I showed them all to him.”
“My God! HOW COULD YOU?” I gasped, but somewhere deep inside me I felt it, too… a tingling… a growing feeling of excitement, knowing a friend of ours had seen my naked body. “What… did he say about them? He must think you’re married to a slut now!”
“On the contrary, my sexy wife. Do you want to know what he did?”
“Yes, of course I do,” I scowled, the tingling increasing in my pussy.
“He said he had to borrow them for a few minutes. Then he winked at me and said he had to take them to the men’s room and jerk off while he looked at them in there.”
“NO!” I gasped, the image of our friend Andy playing with his cock as he looked at my photos causing the dampness in my pussy to increase. “So did you LET HIM? Tell me you didn’t let him take my photos into the bathroom to use as JERK OFF MATERIAL!”
“Oh, but I did, Jill. And you know what? I loved him doing that. I had to reach inside my trousers and adjust my cock because I was so hard. And just remembering it now is making my cock hard again. Look!” he said, unzipping his pants, taking out his naked, growing cock.
“I can’t believe this.”
“But it’s at least a little exciting, too, don’t you think, baby? To know a friend of ours, a good looking, married friend of ours used your photos to jerk off to? Doesn’t that excite you at least a little, Jill?”
I thought about how I could play this. I could deny it and continue to pretend to be furious with my asshole husband for letting this happen. Or I could admit it. Admit that it WAS exciting to me, and then just see where things went from there. So that’s what I did.
“I guess in a way it’s a compliment. To think that one of our friends admired me enough to masturbate while looking at my photos. But doesn’t that bother you? I’m your wife!” I exclaimed.
“Frankly, baby… as I said, it turned me on. Big time. Just like it is now!” he said, stroking his growing cock now.
“Well how would you feel about it if he wanted to do more than just jerk off looking at my pictures. What if he wanted to fuck me? How would THAT make you feel?” I asked.
“Frankly I’d love that, too, Jill. I’d love to watch Andy, or any man, fucking you, baby. I’m proud of you and would love to share you with other men as long as it was just SEX and LUST and not love! You know how much I love porn. It would be like being married to my own porn star! So that’s why when he came back from the men’s room and told me how much he lusted after you I told him I’d ask you if he could fuck you,” he said, his voice low, husky. Clearly he was excited as we talked about this and he stroked his growing cock in front of me.
“You’re not serious…are you?” I asked. When my dickhead husband just grinned at me and squeezed his growing cock I said, “No, it probably WOULD turn you on to see me acting like a porno slut, wouldn’t it, you pervert!” I continued. “Or maybe sucking a guy’s cock… licking his balls… letting him FUCK me!”
“YES!” Bob hissed. “Look… look what’s it’d doing to me just hearing you talking about it, baby,” he said, squeezing his stiff cock as some pre-cum goo drooled out. So I decided to enhance his fantasy even more.
“Hmmm, Andy… your big cock is sooo hard,” I teased. “Is this what you wanted to see, Andy?” I asked, quickly stripping off my tee shirt, then my bra. “See the tits you saw in the photos my pimp husband gave you for you to jerk off with?” I said, cupping my tits for “Andy.” Then I continued, “My husband said you liked seeing this, too… is that right, Andy?” I said, tugging off my shorts and panties, then framing my hairy cunt with my hands. “Did you like seeing this, Andy? My CUNT? And while you jerked off looking at my photos what were you thinking? About possibly me doing this to you?” I purred, moving over in front of Bob’s cock. I wrapped my fingers around it then and slowly lowered my petite size 6 body to the floor in front of him. “Is this what you were fantasizing about me doing to you, Andy… sucking your cock, like this?” I said, before sliding my mouth over my husband’s twitching cock, licking it, sucking it.
“Oh God, baby… yes… suck it,” Bob moaned as I fondled his balls while sucking him.
“Are you going to fuck me, Andy? My husband thinks it would be hot to see me getting fucked by you. But if you fuck me you can’t wear a rubber, Andy. You’d have to fuck me bareback, like this,” I teased, pushing Bob down on our sofa, moving over him then… naked now, the nipples on my 36C tits stiff, aroused, my pussy sopping wet.