It all began innocently enough. Just over a year ago, my husband, Marc, and I were driving home from a party. We both had drunk enough that we were feeling relaxed. I know I was feeling quite frisky and quite horney. As we drove on the motorway home, I leaned against Marc and said that I couldn't wait to get home.

"What are you going to do first?" he asked. I told him how I was looking forward to getting out of these clothes.

"Why wait?" he asked as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Though I had never done anything outside the house before, I decided to play his little game. I reached down and unbuttoned my blouse. Marc's eye were having a hard time sticking to the road. I pulled my blouse out of my skirt and removed it. I leaned against Marc and could tell from his bulge that he was having fun. The funny thing was that I was enjoying this little game too.

Marc asked, "You're not done yet are you?" A challenge like that couldn't go unanswered. I reached behind my back and unfastened my bra. I lowered it to my lap. Marc's eye nearly bugged out when he looked over and saw my naked breasts in the passing cars headlight. I leaned against him and he put his hand around me and grab my right breast and started playing. By the time we arrived home, we were both so excited that we didn't even make it out of the garage.

That was our first experience with exhibition. Over the next few months, we experimented with it a few times. Marc talked me into flashing truckers my tits a couple of times. At home, Marc bought a Polaroid camera and made me his star model. (in fact Set One of my Pic gallery is the very first set we took). I enjoyed posing for him - and the bets thing was that the sex afterwards was just dynamite. It was always an understanding that the photos were for our eyes only. I didn't want one of our little games coming home to haunt us. I would indulge him by wearing sexy clothes out but only if we were out of town. Marc really enjoyed other men looking at me on these trips.

One day, he came home from a business trip and he was more intense then usually. He told me he had found a little adult book store just off the main interchange. He said they had peep show movies and books(he had a package with some "swinger's magazines" and one with amateur pictures. He also told me they had a stripper booth. We read the magazines and Marc tried to talk me into trading pictures with some couples in the magazines. I was unwilling and said that as long as it was safe (like at home or out of town), I didn't mind playing games but to send pictures to unknown people was too much (not to mention meet them later on). Marc pouted for a couple days but by the weekend, he seemed ready to forget the whole thing.

He suggested a ride out of town. I knew what he wanted and figured since I had rained on his parade earlier, that I would try to make it up to him this weekend. I put on a pair of shorts and a halter with nothing on underneath. Once we were out on the road, I started teasing Marc but dropping and then retying the halter. He was getting an eyeful and I even let a trucker get a good view too. Marc pulled off at an exit and then pulled into a parking lot. He had driven us up to the adult book store that he had visited on his trip. I really didn't want to go in as I figured it would be the raincoat crowd and figured I would be conspicuous as the only female there. Marc pleaded and I relented.

We entered through the double doors into a room that was poorly lit and had racks with magazine all over them. An overweight guy leaned from behind the counter looked down from the TV at us as we entered, then returned to his show. Another guy scurried down a hallway into a booth to watch a peep show. A girl sat on a bar stool near the counter watching the TV also. She was dressed in a robe and had light brown hair. Marc said that he wanted us to watch the stripper together. We went to the booth and the girl got off the stool and started to go for the back entrance. We closed and locked the door to the booth and Marc pulled out a roll of quarters. Just like Marc to always be prepared. The booth was dark with a board that ran the width of the booth at the back that served as a seat. By the machine that quarters were put in was a roll of toilet paper. It was dingy and sort of forbidden. A large window with a curtain was opposite the seat and would serve as the stage. A slot with a sign that said "Tips" was near the window. Marc dropped some quarters in the machine and a light came on behind the curtain. The girl we had seen as we entered pulled the curtain away and was dressed in a teddy. The robe was in a pile on a seat in the back next to a tape player. She picked up a phone and pointed to the phone near the tip slot. Marc picked it up. He explained to her that I was deaf, but could lip-read - and so she made sure she was facing me as she spoke to Marc on the phone.

She said that here name was Diana. She said that the quarters paid for the lights (3 minutes for a quarters) but that the dancers worked for tips. She said that it cost $10.00 for her to dance topless, $20.00 to dance totally nude, $25.00 for spreads, or $35.00 for the deluxe package with insertion. She said that as there was two of us, she would want extra. Marc pulled out a fifty and asked for the complete show. She hung up the phone as Marc put the money in the slot and turned on the tape player. I don't know what the song was, but the I could feel the beat easily she started swaying here hips to the music. She reached in front and undid some buttons on the front. She turned around and shook her behind at us and reached for the straps on the teddy. Marc sat on the bench and pulled me down on his lap. I could tell he was enjoying the show and I was beginning to get excited.

Diana, with her back to the window, lowered the teddy and stepped out of it. She was wearing a G-string and the string was up in her crack. She turned around and put her hands under her breasts to offer them to us. She came up to the window and rubbed them against the glass. They began to become erect. She had dark brown nipples that were quick large on what I would guess would be a 34B chest - just like mine. Marc reached around and start fondling my breasts and he untied the halter top and lowered it. At first, I started to object (I'd flashed men before but never women), but Diana gave me a friendly wink so I decided to enjoy. As Diana tweaked and pulled on her nipples, Marc mimicked her actions on me. Diana turned her back to us again and pointed her behind at us. She reached to her hips and rolled the G-string down and stepped out of it. She kept her behind pointed at us swaying to the music. The she grabbed each cheek and pulled them apart. She turn around and did a bump and grind with her hips. She had a dark bush a the top of her V. As she moved her hips, I could see that her actual pussy was shaved clean. Marc reached down my waist and opened the waist on my shorts. He reached in to find my steaming pot. One of his hands stayed on my right beast while the other sank into my hole. Diana started spreading her pussy lips and Marc continued to finger me. I lifted my hips and Marc lowered my shorts and I kicked them off. He didn't allow me to resume sitting in his lap until he had a chance to lower his pants and shorts to his ankles. I sat back down and he held his dick between my thighs. Diana gave us a smile and reached back to chair with here robe on it. She pulled out a vibrator and a dildo and walked back to the front of the booth. She dropped her toys and sat down next to the window. She laid down on her back and put her butt right up to the window with her legs straight up in the air against the glass. Marc continued to stroke his cock between my thighs without inserting it. Diana picked up the vibrator and put it in her mouth like she was sucking it. Then she pulled it out slowly and reached down and put it in her box. Marc matched her by inserting his swollen head into my hot box. Diana squirmed and stroked the vibrator in and out of her box. She looked like she was having a great time (I wasn't doing to bad myself). She clearly was excited and juices were running down her thigh. She eventually pulled out the vibrator and set it aside. She picked up the dildo, an extremely large model, and sucked on that too. I noticed she didn't get put it in very far as it was at least 15 inches long and about 6 inches in diameter. She then placed that at the entrance to her pussy and rub it around to get her juices on it.

I looked up at Marc and he had this starry eyed stare. He was feeling larger than usual and was stroking his dick slowly in and out. Diana had finally inserted the full length of the dildo in and was sliding it in and out of her pussy. She reached behind her and pulled a pillow out. She placed it under her rear and hiked her pussy even higher in the air. She then reached back and picked up the vibrator. She put it at the entrance of her ass hole. She then slowly inserted it up. I could hardly believe my eyes. I had heard of anal sex but always thought that it was probably painful. Diana did not look like she was in much pain though as she worked both the vibrator with one hand and the dildo with the other. Marc reached under me and put his ring finger up my anus. I thought I would be upset but I was too busy exploding. Diana was getting frantic with the dildo. She inserted the vibrator up her ass and was now using both hands on the dildo. It was becoming a blur and I could tell she had completely forgotten about her audience. Marc pushed me over onto the floor (never removing his dick) on my hands and knees and started pumping furiously into me. My face was inches away from Diana's gyrating hips and I saw her juices exploding around the huge dildo. I could feel the sticky floor on my hands and knees but was too far gone myself to care. Diana suddenly stopped and was still for a minute. She opened her eyes and I think it was the first she realized where we ended up. She picked up the phone and signalled to Marc to do the same. He was getting close to the point of no return but still managed to reach for the phone. She said something and Marc shook his head yes and dropped the phone. He pushed extra deep and I knew he was about to shoot. Suddenly, he pulled put and started shooting all over my backside. Diana, still sitting there with the dildo and vibrator inserted, watched intently as he shot all over my back. We had never done that before but in the dingy booth, it somehow seemed right to make the act so depraved. We all just stayed still for a minute and breathed heavy as we slowly returned back to earth. Diana again signaled to the pick up the phone and Marc reached over and picked up. I looked at her and read her kips - she said that usually her customers came first, not her and that she had enjoyed the show.

Marc replaced the phone and stood up and pulled me up. I grabbed my clothes as he pulled me up. Marc pulled his shorts and pants back up and took some toilet paper and started cleaning up my back. I realized what a mess I must look, all sweaty and slimy. I put my shorts back on and retied the halter. It was obviously stained from the floor. Diana had also gotten up put on her teddy again and was putting her robe back on. Marc put another twenty in the tip slot and gave her a thumbs up which she smiled at. I sat down on the bench as the lights went out in Diana's part of the booth. Marc came and sat beside me as I tried to regain my strength to stand. He asked me what I thought about the show and I gave him a smile and asked what he thought I thought. As we exited the booth, Diana was already sitting on her stool. She looked about and shared a secret smile with us. The fat man behind the counter gave a double take when he saw me with my stained halter and sweaty face. Marc took me over to the counter and pointed to a dildo similar to the one Diana had used. He asked if I wanted one like it and I turned beet red but shook my head up and down. Marc bought while I avoided the eye of the fat man as he pulled it of the case and wrapped it. Diana caught my eye and gave a little laugh and a lewd wink. I exited as quickly as possible after Marc was done but drew a couple more stares from customers in the peep show hallway.

Once we were in the car, Marc pulled me close and kissed me hard. He said that I was the most incredible woman in the world. He drove down the street and pulled into a motel. He checked in while I waited in the car (I still looked like a hooker who had just escaped an orgy). The desk clerk didn't even wonder why we didn't have any luggage. Once in the room, Marc turned the air conditioning up while I headed to the bathroom. I took the halter off and cleaned it as best I could in the sink. I hung it on the towel rack and turned the shower up extra hot. It felt so good to climb under the warm jets. I toweled off and joined Marc back in the room. He quickly pulled the towel from me and pulled me to the bed. We made slow and passionate love and then fell asleep in each others arms.

We awoke latter in the evening hungry. Marc called the local pizza delivery (my clothes still hadn't dried and I didn't really want to get dressed anyways). When the delivery boy arrived, I got up to go into the bathroom so Marc could get the door. Marc asked me why bother? So I reclined back on the bed while Marc went and opened the door. The boy was about 16 and pimply faced. He nearly dropped the pizza when he saw me. He just stared as Marc paid him. I don't think he even counted the money. Marc and both laughed as he closed the door in his face and returned to bed with the pizza and sodas.

He fed me a piece while I fed him a piece. Some cheese fell of and landed on my left breast. Marc dove in after him. Then it was my turn. I wrapped a piece around his dick then licked up the mess. He put some pepperoni into my pussy and then ate them out. I couldn't believe we were going at it again for the third time in the same day! It ended up with Marc on his back and me between his thighs sucking his dick. I said that I wanted my dessert and licked and sucked his beautiful tool. He finally shot off in my mouth and I did my best to swallow him. Truth was, after his day's activities, he didn't have much pressure left. When he finished, he said that he was too tired to do anything for me. He said not to worry though, as he had a solution. He got up and got the package from the book store. He pulled out the box with the huge dildo in it. I had some reservations about using it. I had never masturbated all that much before I had married Marc (and almost never since then) and when I had it had always been a very private thing. The fact was I was a little embarrassed to allow Marc see me that way when he wasn't in the throws of passion himself. Also, the dildo was bigger than anything I had every put in there before and I was worried that it wouldn't fit or it might hurt. Marc handed me the rubber cock and I set it down and told him I didn't want to use it in front of him. He talked to me and told me that he wouldn't force me but it had always been a fantasy of his to see masturbate. I told him I didn't think I could fit it in and he said that he would just enjoy watching, and that I didn't have to use the thing at all if I didn't want to. I decided to go ahead and so I spread my legs and reached down to my pussy.

My juices were already flowing from when he had tongued my pussy earlier. I slid my hand over then mound and slipped one finger in my slit. I looked up at Marc as he sat down on a chair at the end of the bed. I stroked the finger in and out and was starting to build up that warm feeling. A second finger joined the first and the pace picked up a little. I close my eyes instinctively and tuned out the world except for my burning sensation. After about five minutes I had reached a few highs and started to build up to a nice burst. After the burst, I looked up to Marc. He had another hard on and was staring intently at the two fingers now slowly stroking in and out of my pussy. I removed the fingers and reached over and grabbed the dildo. Marc gave me a big smile and reached down and began stroking his cock. I had never seen him masturbate before either. I only watched a couple of strokes because I had decided I wanted to try out our new toy. I slid the tip against my slit trying to cover the huge thing with my juices. I didn't even attempt to put it in my mouth as Diana had done due to its large size (and who likes the taste of plastic?). It took both hands to hold the big thing as I slid the head into my slit. I started to get the first couple of inches in. It seemed even wider than it was long. I got about the six inches in when I had to stop for a minute. I felt very full. I tried stroking it in and out but it was tough going. After a half dozen strokes though, it started sliding much easier. I was able to get another three inches in! I felt like it was going to come out my ass hole and I still had another six inches available! I looked up and could see Marc was enjoying the show. I stoked a little harder and closed my eyes as the little thrills grew bigger and bigger. I was reaching deeper than ever before. After I came, I opened my eyes to discover I had two inches remaining on the plastic dildo. I had gotten a whole thirteen inches of it in. Marc came over to me with lust in his eyes and told me that he was going to fuck me like had never fucked me before. He had another huge hard on striking out before him. He reached down and removed the dildo from my hot slit. It made a quiet little pop when he finally got it out and I felt so empty. He quickly replaced the plastic imitation with the real thing.

It felt a little small in comparison to the huge toy. Marc's cock is about seven and half inches long and four inches in diameter. But it certainly felt nice in there. After all the action we had today, Marc was certainly in no hurry. He stroked long and hard and I built up to a couple of nice orgasm. He asked me how I had liked it in the booth today. I said that it had been great. He pulled out and rolled me over on my belly. He then reentered me from behind. He started pumping again as I lifted my hips by resting on my knees. He leaned over me hard and nuzzled my ear which was on the pillow. A hand reached under and started fondling a breast. Then a finger from his other hand enter my ass hole. I tensed up but then relaxed as I adjusted to the new sensation. He picked up his tempo and whispered hoarsely in my ear that he was going to come all over my ass again. The pace picked up and I reached another big series. Suddenly, he pulled out and started shooting all over my backside. He aimed it at my ass hole (he had removed the finger to hold onto both hips when the pace had picked up). After he stopped shooting, he ran his dick through the come on my ass and did gentle circles with it. He even slid the tip of his dick against my ass hole but didn't try to insert it. I collapsed flat on th bed and followed suit coming to my side. We stared into each other eyes, both too tired or drained to talk. He hugged me close and I fell asleep on his chest.

The next day when we got home, Marc asked how I had enjoyed Diana looking at us in the booth. I told him that it had been a turn on. He asked how I felt about publishing some of my photos. I told him that I did not feel comfortable putting photos in a magazine.

"I was thinking we could put some pics up on your the internet - with some of your stories"
I smiled a big smile - what a great idea - now who could I get to host it.....!