We were in London, and as we often did, we were getting ready to take pictures of her in various sexy outfits, and playing with herself. I traveled quite a bit back then, and she knew I would look at them while masturbating when we weren’t together. She liked knowing that I found them erotic.
The hotel room we were staying in was well above ground level, so we weren’t concerned with anyone seeing us at ground level. The room was quite nice and of course, expensive. It was a corner room, with both outside walls being practically all glass. The doors and sheers were wide open to the world. Directly across the street on the long wall, at the foot of the bed, was a building under construction, and nearing completion. My wife’s body is impressive and wore clothes that showed them off when we were away from home where no-one might recognize her. It was Saturday morning, and we had just showered and prepared for the fun ahead. I had already taken several pictures of her, in various stages of undress, when she saw several men standing at open windows, seemingly looking right at us. My wife asked if I thought they could see into our room, and I said I wasn’t sure. Then I suggested she wave to them, that would certainly prove it one way or the other. So she did, and several of them waved back. At first she was somewhat hesitant to proceed with the doors completely open, and us fully exposed. Then I asked her if she wanted to get on the bed and put on a show for them. She readily agreed. We lay facing each other, and were passionately kissing and groping each others bodies. We took our time, working ourselves up to a frenzy. We would occasionally turn to see if we still had the attention of our audience. They hadn’t moved from their places, and it didn’t appear they were going to. (Several different windows with two or three guys at each one.) We had quite an audience. They wanted to watch, and we were going to give them a show. We moved into a 69 and went at each other with abandon. On our sides at first, and then with her rolling over on top of me. When we were out of our heads with passion, we changed positions once again. We were both ready to fuck. You need to picture this. I lay on my right side with her on her back, and entered her. Her left leg was laying over my left side, and her right leg was in between mine. It is a position we often use so she can use her vibrator on her clit while we are fucking. We positioned ourselves so we each had a view of the building across the street. That morning, she was so turned on, (we both were) by being watched that she came almost immediately. It was a strangely weird sensation of a euphoric high. I will never forget it. We were hooked on exhibitionism! But she wasn’t through. She kept the vibrator trained on her clit while I continued to pump into her. We stopped short a couple of time to prevent me from shooting a load just then. We both wanted it to last. We moved into a doggie position with her sideways to our audience, so they would have a perfect view of my cock plunging in and out of her waiting pussy. Her perfectly shaped tits swayed with every thrust. She came several times before I suggested we stand up directly in front of the window. We did, and we kissed passionately for several moments before she dropped to her knees and took my still rigid cock in her mouth. She sucked it hard while moving her hand up and down my cock. She has large tits, and I tit fucked her in plain sight of anyone watching. Then I felt myself ready to explode, and told her so. She said, “shoot it on my tits”, and held them up together while I pumped my cock until I came all over her tits. It was running down them when she brought one hand up to rub it into her tits while looking over at a fairly large group of men.
When we were quite finished, she stood up and rubbed herself all over my chest, smearing my cum over both of us. Needless to say we both needed another shower. We closed the sheer curtains and put an end to the show. We wondered if they would recognize us if we were to run into any of them on the street.
The next morning, we again made love with the curtains wide open, but it was Sunday, and we didn’t see anyone over there.
Ever since then, we consciously leave the doors open when we have sex in hotels. If we are in a motel where someone might just walk past the window, we leave the curtains slightly parted so they would have to want to watch.
Does anyone else practice this activity? Write to me if you do and perhaps we can trade some pictures or even videos.