From Fantasy to Reality in the Naked City Ch. 10

Susan shrugged her shoulders and nodded without too much conviction.

"I hope you realize how aroused you got me tonight!" Edward whispered excitedly. "You had me and every other male at the Club hard from your time dancing on that bar."

"Stop it!"

Looking deep into her soul, Edward whispered lovingly, "Sweetheart, by the cheering and applause, you know everyone felt the same. And I loved how you flaunted it; I was so proud to show you off! You are such a sexy woman when you do."

He paused, placed his arm around her, and then whispered in her ear looking straight into his wife's eyes as he said it, curious to her reaction. "And Miles actually paid you the ultimate compliment. He wanted us to hang out later."

She gasped, "He did? What did he say?"

Edward nodded. "Well, he came right out and asked if we play!"

"Wait, what? What did you say?" Susan asked excitedly. She blushed, but not from embarrassment. The look on her face was of nervous excitement. She was not naïve. She knew what Miles' offer meant; and to say she was flattered would be an understatement! She tried to hide her smirking smile as she reveled in the sensual feeling of having another handsome man desire her.

Edward smiled, "I told him I was certain you would be flattered. But I turned him down."

He leaned in close so only Susan could hear and wrapped his arms around his wife, "I know Linda and Miles wanted to hang out. They are an attractive couple, and I am very flattered as well. But while Linda is very sexy woman, I am not interested in being with her."

"Really? I can't believe you wouldn't want to be with her..."

"No. That's not what this is about!" Edward interrupted. "My desire is to see YOU receive pleasure. I'd only consider being with another woman if it was something to enhance YOUR experience."

"Shit!" Susan thought. "It really is all about my pleasure! Allowing me to experience another man sexually really is more powerful than his own."

She leaned in and nearly assaulted her husband again, her tongue dancing with his. She looked up and whispered with a sly, sexy smile, "I did it all for you!"

Edward smiled. He knew his wife would not admit that it really turned her on. That is the way it has always been.

He kissed her again, continuing, "I know you enjoyed it. So, you can admit it - it doesn't bother me. You became very aroused on that bar, didn't you?"

She nodded, and bit her lip, speaking in her sexy voice, "Okay!! It's crazy, but I have to admit, it felt so good. I felt naughty, but good!" after pausing a few seconds, she asked, "You really didn't mind me acting like a stripper?" There was a smoldering excitement in her voice and her eyes when she said it, and then she took a deep breath.

Her admission sent Edward's arousal through the roof. His wife took her top off on beaches, flashed strangers wearing no panties, and lay naked with her legs spread in front of a guy jerking off to her, but never before has his wife admitted that she enjoyed acting naughty. She always reverted to the same "I did it for you."

Still blushing, Susan looked at Edward with embarrassment sprinkled with lust and a spark of excited happiness. But then it was gone, no doubt reined in on purpose, her moral compass taking control again. He leaned in and they kissed again, tongues swirling.

Edward couldn't help but further spur her arousal. He whispered in her ear as he reached into her top and cupped her breast. "I really loved that you were showing your pussy to all those people at the bar! Seeing all those guys lust after my wife was so hot!"

Susan felt an immediate jolt of warmth and erotic excitement rush through her entire body. She closed her eyes, her body melting into her husband's arms from his touch, while his words caused fireworks to ignite in her mind forcing her to recall every lurid moment of her time dancing on the bar.

She saw Edward move to the patio door, open the draperies and slide the door open partially. Susan knew his purpose. He wanted to invite anyone who cared, to watch him have his way with her, a grin that defined 'shit-eating' spread across his face.

She shuddered, but she did not object.

Standing in front of the partially open door, Susan lifted her short skirt invitingly.

"Damn, you are gorgeous!" Her raw sexuality stunned Edward. It was better than anything he could have dreamt.

Edward lowered himself to his knees and took in the sight and smell of her womanhood. Her fantastically visible pussy glistened, her luscious wetness begging for him to worship her.

Kneeling before his wife, Edward kissed up her thighs to her pussy, then stopped and spread her labia apart using his forefingers. An audible gasp left Susan's mouth. The combination of her husband's touch and warm words of affection, on top of her elevated excitement no doubt from her slutty performance almost caused her to explode in orgasm right then and there.

He noticed a nipple had popped out of her top. His one hand reached up and pinched and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, easily accessed in her draped top. He looked to the patio and noticed the distinct silhouette of someone watching from outside.

Edward pushed her skirt to his wife's hips. He noticed her eyes fixated on the partially open door. "Someone is watching us, aren't they?" he asked.

Susan did not answer. Her face strained to look at her husband as if to ask him to stop, but the words could not come to her mouth. She began to tremble with need as his tongue teased her, kissing her thigh but avoiding the treasure between. She closed her eyes in anticipatory pleasure as she felt Edward's tongue move closer and closer to her vagina.

Unable to stand it anymore, and no longer able to distinguish right from wrong, Susan lifted her leg and placed one heeled foot onto the bed, giving her husband access to, and anyone outside an unobstructed view of, her pussy.

Edward moved between Susan's legs, licking and tasting her. It was clear what happened at the bar really turned her on as Susan's pussy was literally running with juices. He continued his tease, gently kissing the outer folds of his wife's labia, then down her inner thigh, and up and around her mound, eventually focusing directly on her swollen clit. She moaned in response, both hands grabbing his head and hair as he licked her. Edward couldn't help but notice how incredibly wet she was. Her pussy was positively dripping as his tongue split her lips and sent her head backwards.

She pulled his head into her, forcing his tongue to split through the lips of her wet pussy. "Yes," she finally whispered.

With his arms wrapped around his wife's thighs and his mouth firmly on her warm wetness, Edward shoved his tongue deep inside her, causing her to moan even louder. She moaned so deeply he could feel her whole body vibrate. He knew that anyone watching would no doubt have heard her.

"This is crazy," she whispered. Her shy smile conflicted with her seductive eyes making a mess of Edward's thoughts.

Edward moved to working his lips such that he alternated massaging and sucking on her clit, with quick, powerful pulses. And when he did, Susan began rocking her hips up and down, at first softly whimpering

Her hands flew to her breasts, and she began to tweak and pull on her own nipples. Her mouth was wide open as she gasped to pull air into her burning lungs.

Before she could totally succumb to Edward's oral pleasures, he paused his attack on her clit, and wanted to concentrate on her biggest sexual organ, her mind. He wanted to take her back to her naughty exhibition at the Club. "You turned on so many when you danced up on that bar and took a few spins on that pole naked!"

Before continuing, he added, "I bet Miles would love to be in my place right now. He really wants you!"

"Stop! He's just someone we just met."

Edward stood up and took a breast in his mouth, teasing both nipples together - one with the soft, slick wetness of his tongue - the other much rougher with his fingertips.

"Admit it, it turns you on knowing other men desire you, doesn't it?" Edward added between licks.

"Umm umm!" Susan murmured without delay. As outrageous and embarrassing as it once was, now that the words had come out, she felt a huge burden had been lifted. And once again, Susan felt an immediate jolt of warmth and erotic excitement rush through her entire body.

"He practically asked to fuck you!" Edward embraced his wife and they kissed. Both melted into a passionate, open-mouthed moaning and beautiful kiss. "But I wouldn't agree. I told him I wanted to be the guy that was going to take you home and make love to you!"

Suddenly, Susan pushed Edward away and pleaded "I'm not interested in foreplay right now!"

Edward swept Susan up and carried her to the bed. He was more than ready to fuck his beautiful wife, right there in front of the windows, in front of anyone who wished to watch. His cock had been beyond hard all night, painfully constrained by his trousers.

He laid her onto the bed. As he rose to remove his shirt and trousers, Susan looked out the window behind her husband.

"I don't care. I'm going to fuck you, in front of anyone caring to watch!" he stated emphatically.

Lying there on her back, Susan looked incredible! Arms outstretched above her head, legs spread a bit, tits bulging out the sides, a nipple playing peak-a-boo in her top. Edward was struck by the naturalness and the willingness of his wife's exhibitionism.

He really could not quite believe it -- his usually conservative wife wanting, no demanding, to be fucked in front of an audience of voyeurs. He looked at her - breathing heavily in carnal anticipation, his wife's hair disheveled, her skirt pooled around her waist, her tits bare and nipples glistening from sweat, and her eyes glazed over in a haze of lust.

Inspired by the day's events, Susan was off the charts horny. But strangely, something inside her was still fighting her arousal.

"Edward wait! This is not right! It looks like there may be more than one watching, and Edward, they are practically on the patio of our room!" she huffed while leaning back on the bed and bringing her knees together.

"Are you saying that you don't want me to fuck you now?" Edward teased, as he squeezed his penis hard at the base, making it swell larger. "You don't want this cock in you?"

Susan looked at her husband's hard penis moving back and forth, her eyes following it. Then she looked out to the patio. She could stop this if she wanted, she thought. It was wrong, indecent, obscene.

"I mean, it's not right!" she pleaded unconvincingly. She could see shadowy movements just beyond the patio. Although Susan's guilt reflex wanted to say no, her body had other ideas.

Still reeling from her 'performance' moments earlier, she closed her eyes again and opened her legs, her fingers clasping the heels of her black heels. It was a lewd and inviting position and she knew it. Her hand instinctively reached down to touch herself. She moved two fingers up and down between her legs over her bare, moist slit and felt her pussy dripping juice between her legs. A tremble shook her frame and her vagina throbbed with need.

"Oh shit!" Susan moaned as she bit her lip and closed her eyes. Suddenly, she knew that there was no turning back. In her state of arousal, she knew it would not take much. Defying her own trepidation and with lust in her eyes, Susan spread her legs and put the tips of her fingers to her outer labia and pulled her pussy open.

"How many?" Edward demanded, knowing full well what Susan was thinking. After what he experienced the last two days, although not swingers technically, Edward learned there was something arousing about having sex in front of others. And he was certain it served to only enhance their recently white-hot sex life.

And that thought, once considered so foreign and so taboo, served to push Susan further as well. Susan looked directly at her husband and said breathily, "Three...there are at least three...possibly more!"

Edward leaned forward and kissed his wife passionately, and their tongues intertwined. And then he pulled Susan to him. With a sigh of submission, Susan moved to the edge of the bed, closer to and facing the window, overcome with desire, her high heels on the floor and her thighs spread open.

She sat on the edge of the bed with her knees spread wide. With Edward standing between them, he saw Susan's eyes focused between his legs; and his cock was throbbingly, achingly hard, just a foot or so from her mouth.

Susan reached for his cock and toyed with the base of his shaft and his balls. Then she began stroking it slowly with her hand, with a magical look on her face, like she was spellbound.

She leaned forward and licked the veiny underside, and then licked back to the tip. Edward could only gasp as she then took his cock in her mouth, slowly, deeper and deeper than he had ever seen. And then, with her head all the way down, her face red and her breath held, looking like she was going to burst, she did it! She took Edward's big, hard cock all the way down her throat!

She held it there as a satisfied smile appeared. Susan's uncontrollable horniness was written all over her. And it was almost as if she'd broken though some sort of mental barrier.

Unexpectedly, she let go of his cock and it slid out of her mouth. Breathing hard and deep, Susan scootched her butt toward the middle of the bed, her face pink again with excitement, and lust. With his wife lying on the bed spreadeagle, panting in anticipation, her hips making small, involuntary movements and her nostrils flaring in time with her ragged breathing, Edward could barely contain his out-of-control erection. But he was determined to remain in control, and he did not want to disappoint his wife.

He quickly and assertively pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. He raised her knees up and pushed her soft thighs wide. Susan's face looked happily surprised.

With his hand, he massaged and spread her pussy lips, openly showing any voyeurs the inside of his wife's engorged pussy. Then he reached down and took his cock in his fist and started to rub the head back and forth against her sopping wet box.

"Tell me what you want - tell me!"

Although she felt like an animal in heat, Susan was not about succumb to Edward's twisted game. It was beneath her. "Stop! No!" she said tersely.

Edward put a finger at her opening and drew his finger up between her spread lips, and Susan shuddered. Dripping with her own juices, his finger easily slipped into the pink flesh between his wife's spread legs. His touch served to only taunt and tease Susan further.

"Say it!"

"Fuck you!" Susan huffed.

Edward pushed his finger all the way in and pulled it out. Then he put the finger to his wife's lips. Susan opened her mouth and sucked his finger into her mouth licking her own wetness off his finger.

He reached down and placed her legs high in the air, pushing her thighs back to her breasts, lifting and bending Susan until almost doubled over, with her knees near her head.

"I'm waiting!"

He slowly mounted the bed and took her by the hips. Holding her legs straight up in the air, he pulled Susan forward, letting his penis head touch her fat lips. Slowly he rubbed his cock up and down her slit.

"Please, just fuck me!" Susan pleaded, her eyes begging for him. "Fuck me now...fuck me good...fuck me hard! I don't care who is watching...do whatever you want for anybody who wants to watch!"

And with that, Susan reached forward and grabbed her husband's hips and pulled, forcing him deep into her. "Ahhhhh!!!" she moaned as he hit bottom.

In an instant, Edward's cock was in her. He looked down as he backed out. Even after fucking his wife earlier, his cock looked reddened and bigger than he could have imagined. He thrust forward again and watched his hard cock disappear. Just minutes ago, that same pussy was on full display to dozens of men. And that thought served only to increase his arousal.

As his cock thrust into his wife's pussy deeply with a smooth, mid-tempo rhythm, she gave herself over to it. It was if she let her whole body and her whole mind float with the waves.

Susan was in heaven, feeling so full and so stretched as her husband's hard cock slamming in and out gave her pussy the relief it needed. She moaned deeply, even louder than before, her inflamed pussy finally receiving the attention it deserved.

Suddenly, the realization hit her that she was fucking with people were watching. Surprisingly, she felt a thrill rush through her making it even more phenomenal.

Oh ffuuck!" she cried, clearly in the throes of it. She tried to put a few breathless words together. "That's...it. Fuck...me...just...like...that!" Susan screamed, just loud enough for her audience to hear, her words breathless from the first glimmer of a building orgasm. With her eyes closed, she did not know if anyone was still there, but if they were, she wanted them not only to see all of her, but also to hear her words.

"Whoa...who is this woman?" Edward thought. His wife never spoke like that! Where did this come from?

Encouraged by his wife's pleas, Edward grabbed her hips tightly with both hands to give his wife the fucking she deserved. He thrust into Susan with increasing force. And as her hips bucked up, he pounded harder and harder with each thrust. There would be no attempt at slow romantic tenderness; just pure animalistic, lustful sex. And Edward fucked his wife, thrusting into her over and over again with urgency.

Susan's head was tilted back biting her lip and eyes closed. Her hips had an energy that wouldn't quit. She was no longer trying to hold back the moans of pleasure, and those moans were coming freer and freer, louder, and louder. And her hands started to give away the intensity of the fire building inside her, fingers clutching at the bed sheet, knuckles whitening, her mouth gasping for breath.

Those moans soon turned to animalistic grunts filling the air as each of them moved closer and closer to orgasm. The pace became frenetic. The sounds of their bodies smacking against each other - sweat pouring down his face, her tits bouncing and his balls slamming into her ass with each purposeful thrust.

Edward pulled his wife's hips toward him. Susan arched her back, her eyes closed, her arms over her head. He suspected that just outside the open door, there were strangers with a perfect view of the porn scene her husband was directing with her as the star, a scene an experienced movie director could not have arranged any better.

"Did you like showing off your body for other men?"

"Mm-hmm," she moaned.

"Do you think Derrick would have enjoyed your performance?" Edward whispered.

Truth was Susan already had an encounter with Derrick. And it excited her.

"I bet Derrick would love to be fucking you right now."

"Stop it! Be quiet!" Susan said breathily, but at the same time started moaning louder with her eyes closed. The room echoed with her grunts and the 'smack-smack-smack' of their bodies colliding.

"I may be on to something here," Edward thought. He continued, telling her, "Derrick could have any woman in this town, and he wanted you! I bet I made him jealous when we were fucking on the beach. He'd love to have your nice pussy around his big cock!"

Susan started moaning louder. With her husband's penis slicing in and out of her rapidly, Susan began to fuck her husband back with a renewed passion. She could not get enough cock as she rocked back, impaling herself on his member. She wrapped her heels around his back and thrust her pussy up to meet his plunging cock, her mind in a sexually induced daze, vaguely aware of the crowd watching.