My wife Claire stood up from where she had been kneeling over my lap on the sex club’s couch, sucking my cock in front of God and everyone. You can read the details and the background [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yc0fs1/married_mf_couple_first_time_first_time_showing/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) She took shakily to her feet, owing to the orgasm I’d just given her with my hand under her dress and my dick in her mouth. She parted the tangled hair from in front of her face and wiped some of the spit off her lips before she pulled me to my feet and gave me a deep, fierce kiss. Her big blue eyes were sparkling with excitement under the smudged mascara. I had growled in her ear as she came that I wanted to find a bed and fuck her where anyone could see, and her eyes told me she wanted that too.
She took my hand and started walking back across the club when she said she needed to use the restroom. I walked her there and waited, loitering awkwardly. My erection wilted back into my boxers as I tried my best not to look like a pervert. I am a pervert, but I didn’t want to look like one.
A few people gave me knowing smiles as they walked past. A big, middle-aged dude approached me and complimented Claire lewdly, offering his services if she required them. I knew from our conversations that that was strictly off the table for her. The big dude easily accepted my “no thanks,” but my anxiety crested as I became very aware of my own vulnerability in this dark place surrounded by strangers. I wondered briefly if we had made a mistake.
Then Claire came out of the bathroom, her hair and makeup fixed. Under her still-sparkling eyes she wore a cum-drunk smirk and little else. She had taken off her dress and left it in our locker, striding out in her sheer lacy lingerie. The blood from my racing heart flowed back into my cock.
This perfect woman was mine, and I was going to show everyone why.
I vaguely remember taking the dance floor again, grinding my erection against her sheer silk thong, the club dissolving around us into color, sound, and sweat.
The next thing I remember is walking down the hall of beds — past occupied rooms with mounds of heaving bodies — until we found one that was empty and clean. We left the door and window open but drew a chain across the entrance to signal that anyone could watch, but no one could join.
Then Claire kissed me again, her breasts heaving against me, her tongue teasing and testing mine, filling my mouth until I pushed back past her teeth and into her throat, grabbing her face in both my hands. I broke the kiss and put my hand on her chest, pushing her down on to the bed. I crawled onto her, kissing up her belly to her breasts, sucking them through the thin fabric of her bra. She unhooked it behind her, and I tossed it aside. Her tremendous tits spilled out over her body, topped by her hard pink nipples. Lowering myself down to my elbows, I began to swirl my tongue around one nipple and my fingertips around the other, making her back arch. My knees then slowly pushed her legs apart until my throbbing cock head pushed against her underwear, and I could feel the heat of her through the thin fabric.
I turned my head over my shoulder, and though it was darker outside the room than in it, I could make out a couple of watchful faces. One man’s partner was stroking his large cock almost absent-mindedly as they stood in the doorway.
I moved my knees to beside Claire’s waist and kissed my way from her nipples up her neck to her ears. As my fingers toyed with the waistband of her thong, I whispered, “Everyone can see you. Do you realize that? Do you know how naked you are, with your tits out and heaving? Your nipples throbbing? Everyone can see you. Everyone can tell how dirty and desperate you are to cum.” Her face flushed hot, and her breath hitched.
I started to pull her underwear over her hips, listening for hesitation or anxiety and hearing only a plaintive whimper: “Show them what a greedy slut I am. Give me what I need. Please. Please.”
I finished undressing her, and she lay naked and splayed on the bed. I moved her wrists above her head and held her there a moment, with her pulsing wet cunt exposed. I let my lips brush her ear as I whispered, “My beautiful, insatiable whore…”
She moaned.
“I’m going to make you cum again,” I growled, “and you won’t stop cumming until I’m done with you. And everyone will see how much you love my cock… and my fingers… and my tongue…”
I took off my shirt and underwear, and straddled her chest, my cock resting between her soft breasts. I reached one hand back to her clit and cupped the other behind her head, lifting her pink lips to my swollen cock. She sucked as much of me as she could reach while I stroked her hard clit. This was one of the more… cinematic positions in our repertoire and felt appropriate for the occasion. I arched farther back and pushed my middle fingertip down into the opening of her vagina with the base against her clit and rocked the finger back and forth, alternating pressure on her clit and hole and drawing her juices out onto my hand.
As she approached her orgasm, I started to brace myself. I remembered the first time we tried this position and she came so hard her hips threw me forward into the wall of my college bedroom. So this time as she came I bore my weight down on her torso and gripped the back of her head with both hands as she bucked under me and a mouthful of cock muffled her scream. She was a wild creature, and I controlled her.
I rotated myself around the dick in her mouth and brought my face to her sparkling wet pussy and dragged my tongue down her clit. She gripped my ass hard with her nails, and I lost my fucking mind. I started fucking her face as I ate her delicious pussy. I sucked her clit in and out between my lips, brushing the head of it with my tongue. I felt her cum flow freely over my chin as I fucked myself over and over into her wet, moaning mouth.
My sense came back as I reached the brink of orgasm, where I stopped and caught my breath. This wasn’t the end. Out of the corner of my eye I saw that some of the couples in our audience had moved on to other business, and newcomers had filled the spaces. I decided it was time to put Claire back in the spotlight, so I rolled off her on to my back, and ordered her to climb on top of me…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yegh69/exhibitionist_married_couple_mf_first_time_at_sex
This story is so damn sexy. I would love to go to one of those clubs
Nice!