Those damn Polaroids!

From Polaroids to Perversion

by Craver

Chapter 1. Beginnings

I don't know how things got this far out of hand. It started simply enough. Several years ago my husband began taking boudoir photos of me which I thought were for his enjoyment only. He said he wanted to take them with him on business trips to have something to look at while he masturbated. Secretly it excited me, thinking of my husband in a motel room somewhere looking at the Polaroids of me in lingerie, or naked, his cock in his hand while he jerked off as he gazed at my photos. I was fine with that. Until...

One day I had to go into his briefcase to find some papers, and much to my surprise, there were my photos. I guess I hadn't realized he was carrying them around with him. Then I began to wonder if he had shown them to anyone, so one evening during our before dinner cocktail hour I confronted him about it.

"I found my photos in your briefcase, Bob," I began. "You told me you got rid of them. You haven't shown them to anyone have you?" I asked.

"No. Well, I mean... not intentionally," he murmured. "At least not at first."

I felt an instant rush of heat coursing through my body when I began to consider what he meant. "What the hell does THAT mean, Bob? Has someone seen my pictures? Answer me, and you tell me the TRUTH, damn you!"

"I won't lie to you, Jill," he said. "Yes, someone has seen them. Andy. I forgot they were in my briefcase, and he was in my office and we were going over something and I pulled some papers I needed out of my briefcase, forgetting about your Polaroids. A couple fell out onto my desk, and he saw them.

"What the hell, Robert! Are those of JILL?" he asked. And then before I could stop him he picked one of them up and stared at it with this big grin on his face. Then he picked up the other one and said, 'You DOG, you! My God she's gorgeous. Look at those TITS... and that furry bush!' Or something like that."

"And you didn't stop him? You just let him SEE ME...NAKED?" I gasped.

"Yeah. I did," he said quietly.

"WHY, Bob? Why didn't you take them away from him?" I questioned.

"Truthfully, baby? Because it excited me. My fucking cock even started getting hard. And I was so proud of you. AM so proud of you. I realized I WANTED him to see you... how beautiful and sexy you are. I loved showing you off in your lingerie and letting him see your gorgeous tits and naked pussy! So I did something I never intended to do. I was aroused, and he was clearly excited over seeing the pictures, so I... I got up and locked my door, and... I showed them all to him."

"My God! HOW COULD YOU?" I gasped, but somewhere deep inside me I felt it, too... a tingling... a growing feeling of excitement, knowing a friend of ours had seen my naked body. "What... did he say about them? He must think you're married to a slut now!"

"On the contrary, my sexy wife. Do you want to know what he did?"

"Yes, of course I do," I scowled, the tingling increasing in my pussy.

"He said he had to borrow them for a few minutes. Then he winked at me and said he had to take them to the men's room and jerk off while he looked at them in there."

"NO!" I gasped, the image of our friend Andy playing with his cock as he looked at my photos causing the dampness in my pussy to increase. "So did you LET HIM? Tell me you didn't let him take my photos into the bathroom to use as JERK OFF MATERIAL!"

"Oh, but I did, Jill. And you know what? I loved him doing that. I had to reach inside my trousers and adjust my cock because I was so hard. And just remembering it now is making my cock hard again. Look!" he said, unzipping his pants, taking out his naked, growing cock.

"I can't believe this."

"But it's at least a little exciting, too, don't you think, baby? To know a friend of ours, a good looking, married friend of ours used your photos to jerk off to? Doesn't that excite you at least a little, Jill?"

I thought about how I could play this. I could deny it and continue to pretend to be furious with my asshole husband for letting this happen. Or I could admit it. Admit that it WAS exciting to me, and then just see where things went from there. So that's what I did.

"I guess in a way it's a compliment. To think that one of our friends admired me enough to masturbate while looking at my photos. But doesn't that bother you? I'm your wife!" I exclaimed.

"Frankly, baby... as I said, it turned me on. Big time. Just like it is now!" he said, stroking his growing cock now.

"Well how would you feel about it if he wanted to do more than just jerk off looking at my pictures. What if he wanted to fuck me? How would THAT make you feel?" I asked.

"Frankly I'd love that, too, Jill. I'd love to watch Andy, or any man, fucking you, baby. I'm proud of you and would love to share you with other men as long as it was just SEX and LUST and not love! You know how much I love porn. It would be like being married to my own porn star! So that's why when he came back from the men's room and told me how much he lusted after you I told him I'd ask you if he could fuck you," he said, his voice low, husky. Clearly he was excited as we talked about this and he stroked his growing cock in front of me.

"You're not serious...are you?" I asked. When my dickhead husband just grinned at me and squeezed his growing cock I said, "No, it probably WOULD turn you on to see me acting like a porno slut, wouldn't it, you pervert!" I continued. "Or maybe sucking a guy's cock... licking his balls... letting him FUCK me!"

"YES!" Bob hissed. "Look... look what's it'd doing to me just hearing you talking about it, baby," he said, squeezing his stiff cock as some pre-cum goo drooled out. So I decided to enhance his fantasy even more.

"Hmmm, Andy... your big cock is sooo hard," I teased. "Is this what you wanted to see, Andy?" I asked, quickly stripping off my tee shirt, then my bra. "See the tits you saw in the photos my pimp husband gave you for you to jerk off with?" I said, cupping my tits for "Andy." Then I continued, "My husband said you liked seeing this, too... is that right, Andy?" I said, tugging off my shorts and panties, then framing my hairy cunt with my hands. "Did you like seeing this, Andy? My CUNT? And while you jerked off looking at my photos what were you thinking? About possibly me doing this to you?" I purred, moving over in front of Bob's cock. I wrapped my fingers around it then and slowly lowered my petite size 6 body to the floor in front of him. "Is this what you were fantasizing about me doing to you, Andy... sucking your cock, like this?" I said, before sliding my mouth over my husband's twitching cock, licking it, sucking it.

"Oh God, baby... yes... suck it," Bob moaned as I fondled his balls while sucking him.

"Are you going to fuck me, Andy? My husband thinks it would be hot to see me getting fucked by you. But if you fuck me you can't wear a rubber, Andy. You'd have to fuck me bareback, like this," I teased, pushing Bob down on our sofa, moving over him then... naked now, the nipples on my 36C tits stiff, aroused, my pussy sopping wet.

"Want me to do this to you, Andy?" I asked, spreading my legs apart, straddling my husband's cock, then lowering my spread pussy down to the crown of it. "Like this, baby? Is this how you want to fuck me, Andy?" I asked, sinking down onto Bob's cock, feeling it sliding up inside my wet pussy.

"Hmm, God, yes, Andy... do it. FUCK ME while my horny husband plays with his cock watching us," I said, feeling Bob's cock sliding deeper inside my cunt. "Oh God, yes, Andy! Fuck me. Fill my hot cunt with your big, Andy cock," I moaned.

In seconds Bob was pounding his cock into me, calling me nasty names, which he knows I adore.

"Fucking slut... WHORE! You'd LOVE Andy to fuck your nasty hole, wouldn't you, Jill. You'd let him, too, wouldn't you, you fucking cum bucket skank."

"Of course I would," I moaned. "But you ARE Andy, aren't you... with your COCK in my CUNT... in Bob's WHORE'S cunt. So fuck me, ANDY. And COME in my slutty cunt!" I gurgled, bouncing up and down on my husband's dick.

Then, switching roles, I continued. "And remember, Bob, YOU started this, my asshole husband. You're the one who showed our friend my naked photos. And you did it on purpose, didn't you? That bullshit about them falling out of your briefcase was just that... bullshit... wasn't it, you bastard."

"Yeah. It was. We were talking about something, and Andy said how hot he thinks you are, Jill. It aroused me, so I told him I had some photos of you that would show him just how hot you really are. He said he'd love to see them and said he'd never tell anyone about them. So I did it, Jill... I showed them to him and I'm glad I did. I've been wanting to show those pictures to some of my buddies ever since I took them because I knew it would turn me on, and it did. And it made YOU hot, too, didn't it, Jill. Admit it."

"Maybe," I said, squeezing my husband's cock with my cunt muscles. "I guess it is kind of flattering."

"Andy's not the only one either, babe," Bob said.

"WHAT!" I gasped, his cock pounding into me

"I showed them to a couple other guys, too, Jill. After Andy saw them and I saw how hot it made him, and me. And I loved it. I'm so proud of you, and these!" my husband said, fondling my tits.

"So who else has seen them, you fucker?" I growled, pissed off but also excited. Bob's cock is very thick, and he hadn't fucked me like this in a long time, pulling me down onto it, pounding it up inside my wet pussy.

"Tom...and Jimmy," he said. "I showed them to both of them, and I've been posting them online, too."

"You showed my naked photos to those guys, TOO?" I said, thinking about each of them as he identified them. "And you POSTED THEM... ONLINE?" I gasped.

"Yeah. I did. But I didn't show your face in them online, baby. And all my buddies think you're smoking hot, babe," my husband said. "And your pics are getting great comments from the men who've seen them online."

"Oh God!" I groaned, not knowing whether to be more pissed or more excited over knowing our friends had seen my pictures...my NAKED pictures. And that ANYONE we knew might have seen them online.

"And now that our friends have seen you, Jill, they all want to fuck you. And I want them to do it to you, too, my slutty hotwife. I want to watch our friends ALL... FUCKING... YOU... IN A... BIG... GANGBANG!" he gasped, his cum rocketing up inside my pussy now as he pounded into me.

"Oh God! I'm coming, you bastard. You SICK FUCK! I know we've fantasized about something like this while we're fucking, but I never thought you were serious!"

"But I am, Jill. So would you do it? Would you let our friends all fuck you, my hot slut wife?"

Again I knew I had a decision to make. I could refuse, in shocked indignation. Or I could satisfy by husband's warped desires and do it. I could agree to it. My mind cautioned not to do it, but my pussy didn't listen, so I said, "I guess it could be hot. I think I might like that, too... ALL OF THEM FUCKING ME... in my CUNT, Bob. Without wearing condoms!" I cried out. "One after the other... me just lying in our bed... all of them surrounding me... their cocks hard, taking turns using me, fucking me... COMING ON MY FACE!" I screamed, my orgasm rocking by body as I jerked and jumped and twitched on Bob's dripping cock, his sloppy cum oozing out of my cunt lips, onto my thighs, and onto his trousers.

After a few moments I climbed off him, and fell onto the sofa. Cum was running out of my pussy as I lay there, breathing hard, gently rubbing my swollen clit.

"My God, Jill. That... that was incredible," Bob grinned.

"Yes... yes it was," I sighed, thinking about what I'd said, thinking about how decadent it really would be to engage in a gangbang with my friend's husbands.

"Baby..." Bob said.

"Yes?"

"Would you ever really do any of those things? With my buddies?" he asked.

"Why? Would you want me to?"

"I think I'd fucking LOVE it!" he gasped, grasping his cock, squeezing it as another small gob of cum seeped out of it. "So would you? Would you do it?"

"I guess I might," I admitted. "But not right away. Maybe we could just start with Andy first and go from there?" I said, amazing myself at what I heard coming from my mouth.

"Oh my God, baby. Yes! Let's do it with Andy first!" Bob said, excited, squeezing his cock. Then he stood in front of me and said, "Look how hot this is making me, Jill."

So I stared at his still erect cock, as he moved closer to my face, continuing to masturbate, aiming his cock at my mouth.

"Open it, you fucking slut. Pretend it's Andy's cock, and SUCK IT, you whore!"

So I did it. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, then said, "Come on, Andy. You came in my cunt, and now I want you to come in my mouth, too. Do it, you fucker. Come in my mouth and all over my face while my cuckold husband watches it," I said, reaching out to gently squeeze and fondle Bob's balls. And then he came again. Long ropes of cum splattered against my face and into my mouth.

"Yes, Andy. Do it!," I gurgled, moving my face back and forth under my husband's spurting cock. Make my face a scummy mess so my husband can lick your cum off my face."

Afterward, with my face dripping with cum I pulled Bob's head down to mine and kissed him. At first he resisted, and then he opened his mouth and gave me a long, wet French kiss, tasting his cum in my mouth, even licking it off my cheeks as I'd suggested, his eyes glazed with pure lust.

"Now eat me, Bob. Suck Andy's cum out of your slut wife's cunt," I said, pushing him down in front of me as his cum oozed out of my pussy.

He got on his knees in front of me then, and I raised my legs and draped them over his shoulders. "Eat it, Bob. Do it," I said softly. And he did it.

"Oh God, baby, that feels so good. So nasty, isn't it, darling. To be sucking another man's cum from my freshly fucked pussy. I love it, and I want this as much as you do now, Bob. I WANT Andy to fuck me in front of you. When can we do it, baby? How soon? I'm still really horny," I moaned, rubbing my cunt over my husband's face.

"I'll talk to him tomorrow, babe. If you're serious about this," Bob said.

"As hot as I am right now you could call him to come over tonight and I'd love it," I said, meaning it.

"Really, Jill? Are you serious?"

"There's the phone, Bob. Maybe you better hurry and do it before I change my mind," I said, my heart pounding in my chest, the fire in my pussy still raging. And so he did it.

As I watched, slowly masturbating, dipping my fingers into my pussy, sucking the cum and my cunt juices from them, my husband picked up the phone and dialed, grinning at me.

"Hello, Andy? Bob. You're not going to believe this..."

Chapter 2. Fucking Andy

"He's coming over right now," Bob said, grinning proudly.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, Bob?" I asked. "You've just come twice, so I know your cock isn't doing the talking for you right now."

"I'm sure, Jill. I've dreamed of this moment for a long time... being able to watch you with another man. And I want it, baby. More than I've ever wanted anything," he said. And I knew he was telling me the truth because incredibly his cock was slowly growing again!

"Shouldn't I go shower and get more presentable?" I asked.

"No. Stay here just like you are, Jill. Naked, sweaty, with cum on your neck and dripping from your cunt. I want him to see how slutty you look, and you DO look slutty, my amazing wife. You've even got some of my cum in your hair."

So I lay back on the sofa, one leg straight out in front of me, the other with my foot on the floor, my pussy gooey, spread, my cunt hair caked with cum as I continued to fondle my pussy.

While we waited for Andy to arrive Bob fixed us drinks... a single malt Scotch for me, a Bombay gin martini for Bob. And then the doorbell rang and our lives changed forever.

"I can't believe this," I heard Andy tell Bob as he walked into the foyer. And then he came into the living room and saw me lying on the sofa... naked... my legs spread, nipples on my large breasts stiff.

"Believe it now, buddy?" Bob grinned.

"Hello Andy," I purred. "I hear you want to fuck me," I teased, rubbing my pussy in front of Andy and my husband.

"Let's go upstairs," Bob said, so I got up and walked over to Andy and hugged him, pressing my naked body into him, feeling his hands on my ass, pulling me into his crotch where I detected his growing cock. And then we all went upstairs to turn me into a true slut wife.

"When Bob told me about what you did while looking at my photos, at first it pissed me off that he showed them to you, Andy," I began, crawling onto our unmade bed, on my back, my fingers still stroking my swollen clit. "But the more I thought about you looking at my naked pictures with your cock in your hand, playing with yourself, the more it turned me on, and when Bob suggested I let you fuck me I couldn't resist. It made us both so hot he fucked me just before you came over tonight and then came on my face he was so turned on. But I didn't shower afterward, Andy, so I guess you can probably smell my dirty cunt because I know I can. Do you want me to shower, Andy, or would it be more exciting for you to fuck me as the nasty slut I am?" I asked, as Andy and Bob quickly got naked.

"I don't care how many guys you fucked today, Jill. I can't wait another minute to have you. I've dreamed about this for years," he said, quickly undressing. And then he crawled onto the bed next to me, on his knees, stroking his growing cock as his eyes took in the vision in front of him of me lying there, naked, masturbating, looking and smelling like a total slut as I waited for his cock to pleasure me.

"Put it in my mouth first, Andy," I said in a low voice. "I want to suck your cock for you before you fuck me." So he moved over next to my face and gave me what I wanted.

"Hmmm, yes," I purred, taking his cock into my mouth, tasting his salty flavor, my fingers gently massaging his balls as Bob watch, his own cock hard yet again as he stroked it and grinned at me. He also had undressed, and was standing next to the bed watching, his eyes glazed with lust.

"Oh God, Jill!" Andy groaned. I slid my lips off his cock then and said, "What would you prefer, Andy. Do you want to finish in my mouth and then fuck me, or fuck me first and come in my cunt or on my face.

"Both! Either! I don't care!" he gurgled. I was stroking his cock then as well as sucking the head of it, and as my husband watched, I opened my mouth and told Andy to come in it.

"Do it, Andy. Come in my mouth and on my face, then put your cock in my cunt and fuck me," I said. So he did it.

In seconds Andy began moaning, loudly, jerking on his cock right next to my face, until suddenly huges gobs of cum began splattering down on me, coating my cheeks in cum, and my tongue, as our friend drenched me in his sticky, nasty jism.

"Hmm, yes!" I purred, smacking my lips as I ate and swallowed the pearly ejaculate. "So nasty, isn't it, darling," I said to my husband. "This what you wanted to see, you fucker?" I grinned, pushing Andy's cum into my mouth, sucking my fingers.

"Put your cock in the slut's cunt now," Bob said, trembling with excitement, and Andy did it. As I held my cunt lips open for him, my new lover quickly moved between my legs and slid his cock into my naked, unprotected pussy.

"Ahhhh!" I cried out as he buried his cock inside me, fucking me furiously, as though he'd not just already come. I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking them together as he pumped his cock into me. I smiled at Bob, and said, "Is this what you wanted to see, Bob? IS IT? Your slut wife getting fucked by another man? Well get used to it, Bob, because I love this, and Andy isn't going to be the last of our friends to fuck me. You started this, Bob, and I'm going to finish it. I'm going to be the perfect slut wife for you, baby. All our friends are going to fuck me and you're going to watch it. I'll even let them gangbang me, Bob. Isn't that what you want to see, too, darling?" I smirked.