Chapter 1. Talking Kim into letting me post her photos online
Why do I want to watch other men fucking my hot wife? I suppose the answer is a bit complicated. As an only child, I grew up with plenty of privacy in which to masturbate, so I did, frequently, from the first moment I discovered "coming" that day in the bathtub somewhere around age 10 or so. From then on I jerked off whenever I could, especially after the second most formative discovery of my youth... pornography. The day I first managed to enhance my jerking off with pornography I was hooked on the combination. I love both... jerking off and reading and viewing pornography while doing it. Fortunately for me, my current wife shares my appreciation of "adult videos." So my desire to turn her into my very own personal porn star seemed like a natural extension of the kind of pleasure one could obtain from yet another move up (or down, depending upon one's perspective) the path to greater sexual excitement. So I began my campaign to turn my hot wife into a TRUE hot wife... a wife who would really suck and fuck other cocks for me, not just fantasize with me about it.
My crusade began simply enough with the purchase of a thin, gold anklet. When I gave it to Kimmy I told her it was to advertise to others that she was a wife who let men other than her husband fuck her. She said she'd never heard that before, telling me she thought it was my vivid imagination running wild again.
"But you'll wear it for me anyway, right, my love?" I grinned.
She paused for a moment, looking at the anklet, and then said, "If what you say is true would you really still want me to wear this?"
"Yes. I would," I said.
"But you'd never REALLY want me to be a slut wife... would you?" she asked.
"Actually, I really would," I replied, my cock throbbing, balls tingling.
Again she paused before saying anything. Then she took the anklet, leaned down, and put it on. "I don't really believe this is anything other than just a piece of jewelry, but if it makes you happy to think it's advertising that I'm a slut wife I'll wear it for you," she said.
"Thank you, baby. I'm going to love other men seeing it on you, knowing what it symbolizes," I said.
"In your dreams," she laughed.
"But if it is true... what others are saying about women who wear anklets... you'd still wear it for me, right?"
She stared at me for a moment, then said, "Yes, I suppose I would if it would excite you. As long as you don't expect me to let other guys fuck me just because I'm wearing this thing."
"But would you at least think about that, baby? Think about how exciting it would be to let other men fuck you, knowing it would excite me as well?"
"Why, Rob? Why would you want your wife to fuck other men? Don't you love me?" she asked.
"Of course I love you. You know that. And you also know how proud I am of you, and of your body. I saw the photos your ex took of you, posing for him in that hot lingerie, masturbating for him in those old Polaroids... sucking his cock like you suck mine. And now that we're in the 'Digital Age' I want to take photos of you like that, too. I think it's only fair you pose for me like you did for him, don't you? You tell me you love me more than you did him, so if you did it for him won't you do it for me as well?" I pleaded.
"What would you do with them, Rob? I know the kind of sites you visit online. All those wife sharing sites. I hope you don't think I'd ever let you post some of me on those sites... do you?"
"Let me just take the photos first, and then we'll figure out what to do with them," I said, leading her toward our bedroom.
"You can't show them to anyone, like my asshole ex-husband did," she said, walking with me.
"He did?" I asked, grinning.
"Yes! I found them in his fucking briefcase after he told me he got rid of them," Kim said. "So I know he showed them to some of his buddies, the lying bastard."
"How did it make you feel after you found out what he did?"
"I was PISSED! And I felt betrayed, because he had lied to me," Kim said.
"But wasn't it also just a little bit exciting to you... knowing friends of yours had seen your naked tits, your pussy... seeing photos of you masturbating for the camera? Didn't that at least excite you a little?" I asked.
She thought about my question for a moment, then said, "Well... I guess there were a few times when we'd be around one of Joe's friends who thinking back on it I suppose from the way he grinned at me he probably HAD seen those photos of me, and yeah, in retrospect I guess I did feel a little aroused over it. I mean, after all I DID pose for them, and it was exciting. But I didn't expect anyone other than my husband to actually SEE the photos. And a couple of our male friends DID say things to me that later made me suspect they had seen the photos. And from the way they looked at me and from what they were saying it was pretty clear they wanted to fuck me. Sometimes I'd be dancing with one of them and the guy would press into me and say something like, 'you know, Kim, I bet you're VERY photogenic,' or the guy would ask me if I'd ever done any 'lingerie modeling' or something like that, and I would feel the guy's cock getting hard."
"Didn't that excite you? To suspect the guy had seen sexy, naked photos of you and to feel his cock getting hard in your crotch?" I asked.
"Well their cocks getting hard and pressing against me sure as fuck was exciting. I admit that. And of course I didn't know about it then... that Joe had maybe shared the photos with these men. Later, AFTER I'd found the photos in his briefcase when something like that happened, when one of these guys would be dancing with me and get a little hard and say something like that to me about me modeling or something, then yeah, frankly it did excite me a little. I mean, dancing with a friend of ours who I was pretty sure had seen my naked photos, and not just NAKED photos... as you've seen, these were Polaroids of me with my fucking hand in my panties playing with my pussy. So yeah, having one of our friends saying things to me like that did make me feel pretty sure he'd seen the photos... and I guess it did excite me, especially when the guy would push his erection into my crotch while we danced. And a few times I must admit I pushed back, too. But I thought I loved my husband back then, so I didn't do anything to further encourage any of these guys."
"What if Joe had WANTED you to fuck some of his buddies? Would you have done it?"
"I don't know. That never happened, so I can't say," Kim said. "Why are you asking me all these questions anyway, baby?"
"Well... you told me you had a few threesomes back when you were between marriages, and that you enjoyed them, right? And you did suck that guy off in that swing club that night, right? So why won't you at least think about doing some stuff like that with me now?"
"I was young and wild in those days, and horny all the time. I'd just gotten out of a bad marriage and I guess I wanted to make up for lost time or something. So I fucked and sucked a lot of cocks in those days," Kim admitted. I knew she had, because she knew it turned me on to hear about it while we were having sex.
"So why not do it again now, baby? With me and other men?" I asked.
"I'm a lot older now, Rob. And my body isn't as good as it was back then."
"Okay, look. Let's do this. Let me take a series of pictures of you like your ex did, and I'll post them of just your body, okay? We won't be showing your face, or anything that could identify you or me... and let's see what other men say about you. Deal?"
"I KNEW you were going to want to post photos of me online if I let you take them," she smirked.
"So? Why not? It will just be your body, not your face," I said, getting out my camera. "So let's try it, baby. Come on. Okay? Get undressed, but leave your bikini panties on for the first ones."
"I get editorial rights, Rob. Promise you won't post any of me that I don't want you to post," she said, slipping out of her blouse and bra.
"I promise," I said.
We spent the next hour or so with Kim wearing sexy lingerie and/or naked as I snapped the shutter. I even convinced her to spread her legs and hold her pussy open for me, and when I saw how wet she was I even talked her into masturbating for the camera. She even let me come on her tits and lips while she came herself, and I loved every second of all of it. Clearly so did the camera when I saw how hot she looked after processing the photos.
Chapter 2. Going online with Kim's photos
I spent the evening cropping and editing out anything in the photos that could identify us, and then when I was ready to post them called her over to my computer to show her.
