I have this reoccurring fantasy that I dare not tell anyone who actually knows me. I identify as a bisexual woman, but I much prefer women over men. One thing that REALLY turns me on about men however, is them watching me and them masturbating. I find something very powerful and erotic about a man taking his own cock into his hand.
I am married and love playing the happy house wife. I love when my husband has his friends over and I love preparing food for them and getting them drinks while they watch sports, even though I personally hate sports.
I have this fantasy where I am sitting on the couch with my husband and we have had a few drinks, which always tend to start making my husband horny. I have jay sitting to my right on the other side of the couch and mike and rick are on the love seat diagonally from us. I have my right leg crossed across my left and over my husband's right leg and he slowly starts to rub it. Eventually he starts rubbing up to my thigh and then starts making quick little grabs between my legs. I can feel myself start to get hot and start to throb. I am in jeans and they are pressing painfully against my swollen clit and puffy lips.
Eventually I try to casually uncross my legs and give my husband a little more access to my heated genitals. with jay sitting next to me there is no way for him to not notice the motion of my legs and it isn't long before he notices that my husband's hand has crept higher than my thigh. My husband never looks away from the TV, playing coy with me and I notice that jay keeps sneaking peeks at me and watching my face and body react to my husband's touch. I cannot tell if he is disgusted or aroused until he gently trails a finger down my thigh to get my attention and then looks me straight in the face as he adjusts the bulging growing in his pants. I bite my lower lip and let out a slight moan, drawing mike and rick's attention from the love seat.
I see them turn their heads and I feel my face flush. I don't know what to do. I am too embarrassed to turn and look at anyone, but I am also enjoying the pressure on my vulva from my husband and do not want him to stop. The stares from the guys are adding to my excitement and I feel myself swell farther and can feel my panties are moist and sticking to me. At that point I don't care what anyone thinks, if they are disgusted, they can leave and I lean my head back and part my legs wide for my husband.
My breathing starts to pick up and the waves of pleasure start to roll. my eyes are shut, but I feel a hand reach across the right side of me and peek open my eyes just enough to see jay unzipping the fly of my jeans with one hand and rubbing himself through his jeans with the other. I have only been with my husband for years and the idea and look of another man's cock; even through jeans is insanely exciting. My husband removes his hand from my crotch and I look at him pleadingly. He grins at me with his half grin and big blue eyes that made me fall in love with him and grabs my jeans, he looks up at jay and he grabs the other side. I lift my butt up off the couch and together they pull my jeans down and leave me sitting between them in some lace boy shorts and my fitted tee-shirt.
I am feeling scared and exhilarated all at once. I am a mom and I am sporting stretch marks, and I have always been self-conscious of my large, thick inner labia and large clit. But at the moment, my excitement is tromping my fears. I look at all the guys and see them all looking at me, then hold my husband's gaze and lean back for him to start rubbing me again. He pulls me to him like a doll, presses my back against his chest and spread my legs open wide. I can feel that my legs are glistening with moisture and my lips are bulging in my panties. I have my eyes cracked and can see that jay is still steadily and softly squeezing at his cock through his jeans, and mike and rick are adjusting themselves. I can see their pants are becoming a little tight also.