Richard nudged the door open with his knee, slowly shoving forward trying not to spill the gin and tonics he held. Once he was the other side his ass swung at the door, closing it.
"Here look at this for a mouthful," he walked over to where his wife was sat at the computer, putting the two glass's down he lent over her shoulder, "And what mouthful of fuck fantasy are your little perverts telling you now?"
Monica took the drink from him, "Look for yourself; read what he would do to me if he got his hands on me."
Richard took a sip from his glass, turned and walked to the other leather chair, "No, you tell me."
As he sat down Monica looked at her husband and smiled. They had been married a long time, he was 49, she was younger, but still bloody attractive but despite all their love for each other the same thing happened to them as happens to hundreds, there sex life had needed that mid life boost, nothing to do with other people, just a bit of harmless fun, well that's what he said at the start.
That start was three years ago, surfing, chatting, finding porno sites and generally spicing things up. Six months ago she saw a web-cam, she had to have one and that's how a whole new ball game started.
The smile became a grin, "You are one horny pervert," he laughed back at her, "And you're the one that found ifriends. net and have been teasing those poor, sick, loser's ever since."
Monica had a school girl giggle and she was using it right now as she read the mail on the screen, "Oh I like this one," she sniggered, "Listen to this, Hello Velvet Vixen, may I introduce myself as the man you want to fuck you, that's what you want, I read your last entry on the site, I can imagine you home working out in your home gym, your lycra training suit wet with your glistening sweat, your nipples long hard against the restraining material, pointing, sensitive ready to be sucked and pulled."
She looked at Richard, "I may just have to play with myself while I read this bit, listen to the pathetic jerk. Can you feel my hands there pulling the material off your shoulders, my tongue curling in to your ear before I start licking at your neck."
Richard laughed, "I hope you've had a wash."
Monica's hand slid in to her pants, "As I pull the material down your arms and off your wrists but I'm gently kissing your back, my hands are sliding round to hold your lovely big tits. I can feel your nipple, long, hard and great to pull on, you love me pulling them, twisting them as I roll them between my fingers, I'm going to suck them but not yet."
Richard giggled, "I'll get another drink this could be a long time."
Monica raised her voice so he could still hear, "I'm pulling the suit over your round firm ass, licking at the sweat that glistens on your buttocks, I can smell your hot sex, I want your pants off so I can spread your legs and suck at your wet flesh, getting my tongue in you sucking the juice out of your body."
Richard returned with more drinks, "I thought he was going to do terrible thing if he got you alone."
Monica's legs were open as her fingers tickled the top of her slit, "Just shut up, drink and listen, Your legs are open I can slid my hand between your legs, my thump travels from your ass to your cunt, its wet and I'm pushing my finger around the slippery lips, go on groan you cunt, you love it, you slut."
Richard snorted, "I didn't think he knew you."
Monica snapped, "Shut it unless you want me to be one, I may fancy going out on my own."
Richard answered, "All right just joking, go on."
"Now I've got you, your mine, your so wet, your lost in your sex, I've got you so aroused that you don't hear me as I take the cuffs out of my pocket, I bite your buttocks, you put your hands behind you hoping to stop me but I'm waiting, I grab your hands and click, your defenseless and your mine to do with as I please."
Richard remarked, "Lucky bastard."
Monica giggled, "Which one?"
Richard grunted as she carried on, "You struggle but your no match for me, I've got you, shall I gag you, you plead with me not too, but I grin at you, I'm going to spank your ass and I don't need to listen to your screams, lets stuff your mouth with your pants but only after I've pissed on them, I love to see you stuck up bitches being forced to suck piss before you get to suck cock, my cock."
Richard joked, "You better have another drink to get the taste out."
Monica took no notice, "The look on your face while you watch me piss on your panties, open wide, I'll rip your fucking nipple off, that's it in they go, suck them bitch or your nipples will pay, you keep them in your mouth while I enjoy your ass."
Monica was squirming on the chair, rubbing her self, Richard watched as she slid her hand out, licked her fingers then plunged them back down again, "Bend over, don't fight it, you're here and the only company you have is me, just you and me and my hard cock that you are going to make soft many times tonight, bend over or I'll hurt other parts of your body."
A quiet groan came from her mouth, before, "That's it my little slut you have no option you're my toy now, god lady you got a great ass, now keep those panties in your mouth and take that, and that, are you going to cry, not yet, I'm only just warming up and surely not before I get to sting your ass a dozen times, then if you don't want another dozen you are going to kneel before me and suck cock and I got a cock big enough to fill your mouth and long enough for you to choke on."
Monica squirmed, "I'm not going to take these cuffs off, I want you my helpless slave all night so I can fuck you, over and over again and then my friends will be joining us and they will fuck you, only this time they will take all your holes at once over and over again."
She looked over at her husband, "Richard I need fucking." Richard stroked his cock, "Let the web-cam viewers know we are going on line, lets put a show on for them, I'll set it so they can't see our face's."
Monica quickly tapped on the keys as Richard moved the little white camera, aiming it at the sofa and just at the right angle so as the left end was out of shot, she stopped typing.
Richard dropped his pants, his erection stood proud, "Come here slut," Monica giggled at him, "They won't be on yet," Richard smiled back, "I just want to keep your motor running, come here and keep your back to the camera, just in case."
Monica got up and moved towards Richard both careful not to show their faces to the web-cam. As soon as Monica was in front Richard moved in front of her put his fingers in the waistband of her pants and pushed them down, Richard bent and sucked at her huge erect nipples as his foot pushed the pants to the floor, "Some body must be getting a great view of your ass, open your legs."
She opened as told and Richard slid his hand down, cupping her cunt but letting his finger wave at the camera from between her legs. All the time his mouth sucked at her nipple forcing long moans from her throat until she hoarsely whispered, "I need your cock in side me, now."
They had put on little shows for the web-cam before, her in her sexy lingerie him playing with himself then her finishing him off but this was the first time they were going to fuck for the, as they put it, hopeless, loser's and they were very careful not to show their faces
Richard drove his cock in to his wife as she bucked on the sofa; she had not been this hot for a long while the thought of men watching her getting fucked was such a turn on that she came three times before Richard filled her sopping cunt and he was quick.
Richard and Monica lay exhausted; Richard pulled her mouth to him and kissed her, "That was one mighty good fuck." Monica still trying to be flippant panted, "Thank you sir, will you come again?"
He moved slowly off her making sure he stayed out of sight of the camera, "If you get as hot as that again, I will cum many times," he slid round and switched off the web-cam."
She pushed her self up, "I think I'll take a shower, seemed to have got myself a little sticky, see you soon."
Richard heard her going upstairs, he went to the computer and sat, an idea slid in to his mind.
He open M S N messenger and logged on to his e-mails, nothing but mail from the insurance company he worked for and bits to do with nursing for Monica, he went to the chat room, just what he thought.
Five messages with their password on and all from their resent viewers.
He read their usual drivel all apart from the forth one, this guy sounded different, didn't use foul talk, it didn't read like the others who wanted to fuck and use Monica no this guy sounded educated. Richard read how the guy had two mates and the three of them had watched, the complemented him on his own prowess and they spoke of Monica as a lady, a magnificent woman. Then the questions why they did it, why did he show his wife off to others, what caused them to want to do this? Richard was still high on his excitement so he told him he would answer them but on the privacy of e-mail.
Richard went upstairs to check on Monica, she was sat naked in front of the dressing table mirror drying he hair, he went up behind her, wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her breasts, he felt her nipples still hard under his palms, she pushed back to him, "Fix us a night cap, a nice Cointru for me would be just the thing, I'm still as horny as hell and maybe your cock feeding it to me would be the finishing touch."
Richard had never had it so good, he went down stairs, but before the drinks he went to the computer, sure enough he had mail.
.... There is more of this story ...