I 'd not seen any very porn until Rob brought some video recording nursing home from work one day. We watched them before going to bed, and I found them so very exciting, and our play afterwards was so libidinous and intense.
'' Of course there 's stacks of this material on the net, '' Rob had told me when we talked about it the next day. He opened up his laptop, and in a coupe of minutes had a porno video performing. It was obvious that he had known exactly where to go, and I could see that he 'd done this before.
Again, we got quite worked up watching all of the screw and sucking going on.
The video finished, and Rob casually mentioned that there were lots of photos too. He manipulated the computer mouse and in a moment had leaning of photos displayed in thumbnail form.
He scrolled down, looking at the diverse drift. `` We 'll take a look at this one '', he said, clicking on the heading, `` Me and my Slut Wife, '' and then clicking on each thumbnail in turn, to bring up the photos full size.
The pic were obviously amateurish, and each one displayed a woman, totally naked, and in the most exposing and pornographic airs, and in some with a man fucking her or being sucked.
I commented that `` surely she is n't the man 's wife, '' but Rob seemed to think that she probably was.
'' Well he ca n't get it on her much, if he shows her off like that, '' I answered.
'' Oh, some guys like to exhibit their wife, because they do love them, and they 're so proud of them that they like to degrade them in that way, '' Rob replied.
That set us off arguing the point, but in the end, after showing me deal of the Sami sort of picture from various guy wire, he convinced me that it really did happen. `` Well all I can say is that I 'm beaming you 're not like that, '' I said.
Rob laughed and replied, `` you 'd see so good in those sorts of photograph, and I 'd be so very proud of you. ``
I took this as ribbing and gave him a playful slap. No more was said of it, and Rob closed the computer.

That night, Rob seemed eagre to go to bed early, and as soon as we were, we began kissing and caressing, and soon we were in the 69 position with Rob exploring my wet pussy with his fingers, and at the same time licking me deliciously. For my part I was sucking deeply and lovingly on his hard stopcock, while all the time teasing it to the utmost with the dextrous working of my tongue all around his cock-head.
We were both panting as our consistency heaved sensually on the bed and we sucked and licked at each other, but then Rob stopped and propped himself up on his elbows to watch me devouring his hard, pulsing cock as I slurped my oral cavity and lips over it, sucking, licking, tonguing it lovingly and lustfully.
'' Ooo, would n't you look just fabulous in photograph of you doing this and displayed on that sex website, '' Rob said in a tone that was filled with lust and desire.
I would have exclaimed, `` no way, '' but I was enjoying rooster sucking too a lot, and all I did was depend up at my hubby without a word.
Maybe my silence, early than the soft sucking and slurping sounds of my spit and backtalk sliding over his cock, encouraged Rob to go further.
'' God ! I 'd be so proud to accept guy cable lusting over you and stroking themselves up while they looked at you, '' he almost drooled.
This was too much for me, and I just had to say something. I slid my mouth from my husband 's tool. `` You could n't, '' I exclaimed, `` what if soul we knew saw me ! ``
As soon as I 'd said this, I realized that I had n't shunned away from being seen in a pornographic pose by century of stranger men, but rather my concern that I might be recognized by someone who knew me. This actualization in bend told me that in fact the idea thrilled me and filled me with libidinous agitation. I nevertheless continued to hold out Rob 's importunity, and he soon dropped the subject and we got back to our sex-play but all of the time I found that I could n't put the idea of being displayed on the internet, out of my mind.

One way an another, over the next few days, we never got back to the subject area of the cyberspace. It was Friday night after dinner party that Rob opened up his lap-top again, and he soon called me over to reckon at some porn. It was the same sex web site as before, and we looked at a video and then Rob went to the pic subdivision, and in the lookup box entered `` wife. ``
I felt a pang of excitement, knowing that he was heading in that instruction for one reason only, and that was to try to urge me on to let him do it.
Surprisingly, Rob seemed to pick out fairly mild photo circle to catch, and then came to one of a womanhood posing suggestively but dressed in sexy bra and panties. `` She looks sexy, even though not showing anything, '' Rob laughed.
'' Yes, '' was all that I commented in reply, not sure what direction this was heading.
That steering immediately became apparent ; `` she should sustain been wearing something like that piffling baby-doll gown that you 've got ; that looks so super-sexy, '' Rob said in a slightly provisionary way.
We continued looking at photo, with Rob making the odd suggestive foray, but it never went anywhere, and eventually we stopped to watch a movie on TV.
Later, when we were getting ready for bed, I went to the draftsman to get a nightie, and purely on the spur of the moment, took out the baby-doll gown that Rob had mentioned. I was just putting it on when Rob came from the bathroom. His aspect visibly lit up when he saw what I was wearing. `` You look so, so sexy in that little matter, '' he beamed.
The nightie is a lilliputian trivial thing of soft-pink with a darker pinko gauze affray trimming. Sleeveless of course, with a plunging neckline to a 1 string tie just below the bust melodic line. The cock hem transmission line conclusion at the pelvic arch, leaving kitty and the impertinence of my tooshie in view and only covered with an almost G-string sized duet of matching panties.
Rob wrapped me in his munition and we kissed passionately for some little time.
Finally releasing me from his hug, Rob said, in a representative made slightly husky by his eagre anticipation and agitation, `` waiting and I 'll get the camera. ``
I sat on the border of the bed, almost trembling. Would I or would n't I. On the one hand I was so worked up and sexy smell at the thought, but on the other I knew that there was no way I should kick in in to what my husband wanted.
I had no sentence to think about it, as Rob was back in a second, and already setting the camera. The camera flashed various clock time as he took exposure from different angle. I did n't shy from his photo taking, and he became more bold. `` Lay back on the pillows - that 's right - straighten this leg - bring this leg up a bit - feeling sexy - pout your lips a little - lips parted - that 's it - perfect - so sexy. ``
The camera flashed again and again as he took photo after photo.
'' Now kneel - that 's right - move your articulatio genus further apart - that 's expert - shoulder back, fizzle thrust forward - perfect. ``
Again the camera flashed and flashed again and again.
'' Now lie on your tummy - lift yourself up - that 's it - I 'll just loosen your nightie a bit so that you glimpse down over your boobs - great. ``
Flash .... flash ... ..flash ... .. flash.
Rob must have taken about L pic before he eagerly loaded them to the computer and we began viewing them. Quickly he selected the Best nine or ten, cropped them and renamed them.
He was so fast and it took no time. My mind was in a whirl. Would he want to put them on the sex land site for all to see.
I felt a shudder run through my body as he quickly typed the name and address and the sex situation came up on the CRT screen. I expected him to ask, but he did n't. He clicked on upload. One at a time I watched the progress bar quickly move across as each photograph was loaded.
record album public figure, the box on the sieve came up ... .... Rob hesitated ... ... then began typing ... ... `` First time for my sexy wife Yvonne. ``
It was done. My photos appeared in thumbnail form on the screen. Rob clicked on the first and there I was fully displayed. My ticker was pounding. My mouthpiece was dry. I felt hot and realized that I was almost panting.
'' New photos come up here, '' Rob showed me as he clicked to another concealment. There was the bowed stringed instrument of thumbnails at the top of the list.
Rob again took me in his weaponry and kissed me with more love and rage that I 'd ever before experienced in our two years of marriage.
It was ten second or so before we looked back at the projection screen. My photo thumbnails were still at the top of the leaning. Rob clicked back to the album, and pointed out to me the indicator of the phone number of prospect on each photo. I gasped and experienced conflicting emotions of libidinous excitement, but also a sense of shame. The number of views ranged between 47 and 53. He next showed me the comments list :
'' Lovely fucking slut '',
'' Beautiful '',
'' Sexy '',
'' Now show her off naked '',
My substance was pounding. My creative thinker was in a whirl.
'' You 're so beautiful, '' Rob said as he again hugged me and kissed me passionately.
We were at it again, kissing, licking, sucking, fucking, touching, mauling, sensuous, lascivious, passionate, we could n't own enough of each early. Never had out lustfulness for intimate satisfaction been so driven.
Occasionally Rob would peer at the data processor screen - `` 78 perspective '' - `` such a horny kick '' - `` 91 views '' - `` would love to screw the loose woman '', he read off to me each prison term he looked. The ever increasing numeral of unknown men who had seen the exposure of me posing sexily in my niggling baby-doll gown, along with the oil comments, only made me feel more and more excited.
We fucked and fucked and fucked, our lustful urges running waste until we both orgasmed deliriously in an explosion of gasping, trousering, moaning ecstasy. We both lay there on the bed, both totally exhausted.
After a few moments Rob again looked to the computer - `` 119 persuasion '', he exclaimed in a tone of great satisfaction. `` Oh my God, '' I laughed, feeling some pridefulness as I wriggled across to see. Just then a new comment appeared : `` very nice for her first jaunt on the net, she 's a plaguy little bitch. ``
'' You 'd improve take them off before person who knows me should see them, '' I said to Rob.
'' What ! '' he exclaimed in disappointment.
We talked about it for a minute, then Rob said that he 'd keep open them there for the moment, but would just click the privacy box so that they were no tenacious public. I was felicitous with that, and so it was done.

In the morning, I could n't get it out of my mind what we 'd done the Nox before. On the one helping hand, I was thrilled at the thought of all of those unknown men having looked at my photos. The comments too, were so sex and filled me with a feeling of sexiness. On the former hired man though, what if person I knew was to own seen them. I consoled myself with the thought that the hazard of an acquaintance having seen them, was extremely removed ; still, murphy 's law does say that if it can materialize, then it will happen. Still, although the photos were very aphrodisiacal and teasing, at least I was n't absolutely naked. I kept telling myself that I 'd stimulate Rob remove the photos altogether, although I knew that in the end I would n't, and that I wanted him to render them again.
Rob gets home before me after work, and that day when I arrived plate, I found that he was busy cooking the dinner. We kissed and I commented on his being busy in the kitchen, `` well, '' he said, grinning broadly, `` I was thinking that we 'd go to bed early again tonight. '' We both knew exactly what he meant by that, and I felt myself almost blushing. I did n't disagree with his suggestion, and that seemed to be understood arrangement, because as soon as we 'd had dinner and had cleaned up, we both had our shower and were make for bed. I was first out of the shower bath, and again dressed in the same lean piddling baby-doll nightie, which no doubt showed Rob that I was ready for whatever he had in mind.
Soon we were ready for bed and Rob went to the living room, and came back with the data processor and camera. There was no dubiety between us that we would again do as we 'd done the nighttime before.
Turning the calculator on, and opening the sex site, we could see that the number of thought on my photo, still remained at 119, and I saw that they indeed had been removed from public viewing. Rob clicked the box to once Sir Thomas More display me to the worldly concern, and then taking up the camera, once more proceeded to take more photos of me.
'' Have n't you got enough already ? '' I laughed. But after snapping a dozen or so, it became apparent to me that he had some much more break photos in idea. I 'd made a bow in the strand tie that held the front of my gown together, but Rob now undid this and retied it much looser so that my little nightie gaped open much more than than previously, and all but fully revealed my low tit. I made no complaint about his doing this, and took up the affectedness that he now suggested.
click, click, click - flash, photoflash, blink of an eye, he photographed from several angles.
Emboldened no doubt by my gentle complicity, my husband next unwrap the string tie completely so that the nightie hung completely open. He took a few More photos, then leaned towards me and eased the nightgown almost off my shoulder joint so that my breasts were now fully revealed. Again he clicked away with the photographic camera, and once more I made no charge that he was now photographing me half naked.
Having taken these much more disclosure picture, Rob pulled the computing machine over and began loading the new pic. It was done in a minute or two, and these were now on display to everyone who looked.
The total tally of perspective had only moved up a couple to 121, but now that these new exposure were displayed, the tally began to steadily climb.
It was now that something quite unexpected happened. We 'd started sucking and licking each early, with now and again looking at the computer to see the enumeration and read any gossip on the pic. On one of these social occasion when checking the computer, we noticed a flashing lighting on the mail box. Rob opened the chain armor and there was a message from some man asking if we went on Skype and whether `` you 'll expose your woman of the street wife live. ``
I gasped, not having known that sort of matter happens. We 'd used Skype occasionally to sing to family, but that was all.
'' Now would n't that be something ! '' my hubby exclaimed enthusiastically.
'' No, no, that 's going a bit too far, '' I protested.
Rob was already typing a reply : `` My wife 's a bit shy, she 's new to this. ``
In spite of my hesitancy, several content were exchanged, and soon my husband and the unknown man were face to confront talking on Skype.
I 'd quickly scrambled away from in figurehead of the information processing system, but listened to the man 's part as he spoke to Rob who was telling him about how we 'd just started displaying my photos.
I could n't control my curiosity and crawled across the bed and just peeked around the border of the screen to see what this person looked like. I was just doing this, and trying not to come in scope of the web-cam at the top of the screen door, when Rob suddenly twisted the reckoner around so that the guy would see me. I gave a squeal and scrambled out of view. I heard the guy joke and call out to me, `` how-do-you-do sweetie. ``
There was a pause, then because I 'd said nil, I heard him saying, `` howdy, are you still in the room ? ``
'' how-do-you-do, '' I answered coyly from the safety of my position near the door.
You were n't shy about showing yourself in your photos, '' the guy laughed, `` issue forth and talk to me. ``
I clutched the movement of my gown together, and climbed back onto the bed, just peering around the bound of the screen.
'' Ah, there you are, '' the guy smiled at me. He looked about 40 or more than, not good looking in any way, but then not ugly or anything. `` You look lovely in your photos, '' he continued.
Rob moved closer to me and turned the computing device so that we would both be on the screen.
'' Take your hands away and let me see that sexy lilliputian kit that you 've got on, '' the guy now suggested. I was n't going to, but Rob gently moved my hired hand away. I was cognizant that the tie was still undone, and glancing down I could see that my white meat were more or less fully exposed.
'' Ah, beautiful ! '' the guy said, drawling the dustup out in hold. Rob was also looking down at me, and now he got on his knees behind me and leaned forward to adjust the position of the computer slightly. `` She 's new to this sort of thing, '' Rob said excitedly. `` Mmmm, very aphrodisiacal, '' the guy responded, `` you need to establish yourself off mint more. ``
Rob now reached around me and pulled my nightie wide open and cupped my knocker under his hands so that he could bounce them slightly. I was blushing profusely but allowed myself to be displayed in that way.
'' Ah that 's nice, '' the guy moaned in grasp. `` Are you married ? ``
Rob told him that we were, and in answer to his next interrogative, told him we 'd been married almost two years. `` You 're lucky to receive such a turned on little wife, '' the guy said.
I felt myself tingling all over, such was my nervous excitement at what was happening. My mouth was dry and I was breathing rapidly, but above all I felt so incredibly sexy to be shown on cam to this over stranger.
Rob now slid my nightgown right off my shoulders, and before I knew what he was doing, had knelt alongside me holding his hard, unbending cock out towards my mouth.
'' Ah yes ! go on infant, suck on that tool ! '' the guy exclaimed, urging me on.
I turned my head and took my hubby 's cock into my back talk, sucking him deeply in and then sliding my backtalk, with lips firmly sealed around his putz, slowly in and out.
'' Oh yes ! you lovely cock-sucking, fucking whore, '' the guy drooled lustfully.
I heard Rob pass a nervous laugh, obviously not sure how I 'd lease this sort of talk.
I was so surprised at the crude words, that I momentarily stopped and looked at him on the screen, but then quickly resumed sucking.
'' Get it right down your fucking throat, you fucking bitch, '' the guy urged me lustfully. I again glanced at the screen and could tell apart by his movements that he was masturbating. I resumed sucking and essay my C. H. Best to do what he wanted. I kept holding my breathing spell and pushing my head onto Rob 's stopcock until I could palpate it right at the entrance to my throat. I 'd prevent this up until my lungs were nearly collapse, or until I started gagging and then come off his peter momentarily while I gulped in mouthful of air.
'' Ohhhh fuck, I 'm going to cum, '' Rob started groaning.
'' Cum over the bitch 's facial expression, '' the guy exclaimed.
Rob was just in time to adjourn his cock as his cum spurted out and went all over my face.
'' Fucking Hell, I 'm cumming, I 'm cumming, '' the guy almost yelled and his shaft suddenly came onto the screen as he stood up and I saw his white, gooey cum spurted out into a pool in his cup hand. `` Oh God ! that was fucking bully, '' he panted, his grimace coming back onto the screen as he sat down again.
After Rob had cum all over my grimace, I 'd just entrust it there slowly oozing down from forehead, down over my cheek, into my mouthpiece, over my chin and dripping in clump down onto my white meat. The guy now saw this as he seated himself, and he laughed as he said, `` aspect at you all covered in cum, you look so fab. ``
I was ready for time of day more fun and sex-play, but both Rob and the guy on Skype were both spent now. I went to the can to pick up, leaving the two men talking together.
When I came back some minutes later, my husband was in eager conversation with the guy on Skype. `` There 's not many like you two, but when there is, I 've seen them with as many as five one hundred viewers, '' the guy was telling Rob.
'' Fuck ! would n't that be mythologic ! '' Rob exclaimed with obvious excitement, then turning to me, he explained to me about where we could be on web-cam to anyone logged on to a particular sex site that the guy had told him about.
I protested at this proposition, but not because I did n't want to, even though I was absolutely shocked by this former Revelation of Saint John the Divine, but Sir Thomas More because I felt that it was expected of me to record indisposition. I knew that even though I made out that I did n't require to, we would in fact do it, and it would be so incredibly wonderful and something that I 'd never have imagined in my wildest sexual fantasies.
'' O.K. same clip tomorrow night, '' Rob was saying to the guy as I sat there with my creative thinker in a whirl. `` This is going to be so fantastical, as many as five hundred Guy lusting over her '' Rob was enthusing as the Skype call ended .