Cam shows always fascinated me. Seeing someone in their most intimate moments was absolutely intoxicating. What drew me back were those daring acts of exhibitionism where women would flash, masturbate, and even fuck in barely hidden public places. I'd imagine I was watching them in person, rather than as a distant image on a screen, but I still craved that real connection.
In my sophomore year of college I stumbled upon this little place on the outskirts of downtown and I knew I found something special, a sex shop with a live peep show. It wasn't in the best part of town, but I didn't care; the moment I walked through the door I felt as if I'd come home, like everything finally made sense. I quickly became a regular, spending my Friday nights there religiously.
Jessica and I started dating just before graduation and it didn't take long for things to get serious. I couldn't give up my weekly refuge, so I lied about what I was doing on Fridays. Since she had no interest in gambling, I told her I was playing poker at the casino and she never questioned it. This lie held strong even after we got married, and I felt like nothing could go wrong. That is, until she walked out on stage one Friday night.
My mind raced. Did she know I was here? Neither answer gave me much comfort. If she did, was she doing this to punish me for lying to her? If she didn't, then what the fuck was she doing?
The sound of a riding crop slapping boots brought me back to my senses. With my mind clear I was able to fully take her in, and good Lord Jessica looked amazing tonight. Of course I always found my wife beautiful, but the outfit she wore showed off her voluptuous curves perfectly. She wore a figure-hugging black military dress that stopped partway down her ass cheeks. Garter straps lead down to black stockings that squeezed her thighs, causing them to bulge over the top of the stockings.
"Okay boys, it's time for your penis inspection. Hurry it up, get 'em out," she announced in a stern voice as she seductively swung her hips from side to side while circling the room. It didn't take long for every glory hole to have a cock sticking out of it, and aside from mine, all of them were black. She continued pacing around the room, gently tapping her riding crop against each of us. "You're to stand there quietly. You will not move, you will not speak unless spoken to, and you will not touch yourself. Violators will be severely punished. Do you understand?"
"Yes ma'am," we replied mostly in unison.
"Good, now let's start with you," she said looking at my booth, "the odd one out."
Jessica walked towards my booth and tapped my penis with the crop a few times. She looked down and saw my erection, which made her smile. "Is that all, boy? Leaves a bit to be desired," she said, turning her head to glance at the other cocks on display.
She turned back to face me and took a step closer. Looking at the one way mirror, she smiled and started unzipping her dress, exposing her breasts. My body tensed up as her right hand curled around my shaft. The tip of her middle finger traced down the length of my cock, making its way to the base where she slowly stroked it before pulling away. I held my breath. She grabbed her breast, fondling it until her nipples hardened. Then without warning her right hand clamped around my cock.
I let out a gasp and bucked my hips forward, forcing myself further inside her grip. Her fingers curled tightly around my cock and I was barely able to keep myself under control. I desperately needed release, when suddenly she pulled her hand away and moved towards the next booth.
"Hopefully you'll be better behaved." She looked down at the big black cock in front of her and smiled, "Well, we're off to a better start."
Wasting no time, she dropped to her knees and started tracing her tongue up and down his shaft, sucking hard on the head every now and then. He let out a moan and she smiled a mischievous smile before taking his entire length into her mouth.
"Mmm... now that's a nice dick," she said in between deep-throating him.
I couldn't believe how sexy seeing my wife suck another man's cock was. My dick was rock hard and throbbing. Her lips moved back and forth along the length of his shaft, wetly slurping up and down. She kept up a steady rhythm, sucking him deep and stroking his cock with her hand. I never would've guessed she could handle such a huge cock.
"That's it honey, suck that big black cock," the man moaned as he watched her work.
Her tits jiggled and swayed in rhythm with her actions. As she blew him, she reached down to his balls and gave them a little squeeze, eliciting a loud moan as he came into her mouth. She kept sucking and stroking, milking the rest of his cum from his cock. When she finally released it, she licked her lips and swallowed every drop.
Jessica stood up and proceeded to the next glory hole, taking a moment to admire the thick black cock in front of her. After a brief examination, she wrapped her lips around it and began sucking. She bobbed her head up and down, moaning as she went. She worked his cock fast and hard, blowing him like she was trying to swallow him whole.
I couldn't take it anymore, so I started stroking my cock. It felt great to be touching myself again after all this time, and I really wanted to cum. Seeing my wife blow someone else was almost enough to push me over the edge, and a moan escaped my lips. She heard it and looked over to my booth with an evil grin. Apologizing to the man she was blowing, she got up and walked back to my booth.
"It looks like you need some more punishment," she said, whipping her crop against my cock, this time much harder, causing my body to jerk forward.
"Ow!" I instinctively pulled out of the glory hole. "What did I do wrong?"
She stepped forward so I could look into her eyes. "You were touching yourself, and I never gave you permission." Her voice was stern but playful, I could tell she was enjoying this.
I didn't respond, instead I looked down at my cock. Reluctantly, I put it back through the glory hole.
She wrapped her fingers around my cock and started to pump me. "You're very naughty, aren't you?" she teased, squeezing my cock harder. "Why can't you wait until I'm done playing with the others? Why are you so impatient?" She pumped faster and harder, making me groan. "You're such a bad boy."
I was almost to the point of no return, I could feel it coming, when she suddenly let go of my cock. "Ah... ow!" I yelped, realizing she wasn't going to finish me off.
Turning around, she walked back and resumed the blowjob I interrupted. She worked him like a pro, bobbing her head up and down on his thick shaft. I watched intently as she took him deep into her throat and pulled back, gagging slightly. She looked up at him and smiled, a gleam in her eye that told me she was getting off on this.
"Mmm, that's it baby, just like that," he moaned.
She kept her pace steady, never missing a beat. His cock was slick with saliva and her spit dripped down onto his balls. I loved watching her work, her breasts bouncing beautifully as she sucked him. Her mouth slid up and down the full length of his cock, and I was amazed at how much of it she could get in there. She sucked him with incredible intensity.
"Oh fuck yes..." he groaned, "that's it!"
As he talked I watched her hand reach down to her pussy. Her fingers slid into her slit and she started rubbing herself while sucking him. The sight was mesmerizing, her long red hair flowing down her back and her big tits swaying. She was lost in the moment, her eyes closed and her face contorted with pleasure.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he warned her.
