A Shared Passion (Closed)

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Jane Smith stood in front of the bathroom mirror and applied the finishing touches to her make up. She studied her reflection and was pleased with the result. Her large breasts were a bit on the obvious side in the outfit she’d chosen but that didn’t matter, she probably wouldn’t have it on for too long anyway, she thought to herself.

Her husband, Paul was in the bedroom setting up the camera and adjusting the lighting. Jane had never web-cammed for a bunch of strangers before but she was excited at the prospect.

It had all started when Paul had bought himself a new camera. He liked taking photos and he liked taking photos of Jane in particular. They’d had a few of the ones he was most proud of framed and displayed in their apartment in London's Docklands. Both of them's favourite was the one in the bedroom. It showed Jane standing in front of a window, in a hotel room overlooking Lake Garda. The sunlight flooded into the room shining through Jane's see through nightgown, exposing her lithe figure and naked silhouette.

Some people might have felt a bit self conscious about it, but not Jane, she was a bit of a show off. She fancied herself as an amateur ‘influencer’. Her instagram account had well over ten thousand followers and her content showed her in various locations, basically looking sexy. All of the posts and reels were shot and edited by Paul. Often they were quite revealing, but never in bad taste.

Jane knew she was a long way off being a true influencer. She'd never managed to blag any free stuff or paid promotions but to be honest she didn't need to. Paul's job in the City earned enough to pay for things anyway. She just enjoyed the attention that her instagram account gave her.

“It’ll be great for your instagramming and you can even connect it to the internet and live -stream,” Paul had told her as he showed her his new camera’s features. “We could even have our own sex cam channel...”

The suggestion had hung in the air after Paul had made it, begging for a response.

“That would be fun,” Jane replied, knowing it would be all the encouragement Paul needed. "As long as it's anonymous."

Jane was twenty five and had been married to Paul, who was a couple of years her senior, for just over a year now. She still couldn’t believe how lucky she’d been to marry her Prince Charming.

She worked as a promotions girl at exhibitions and sporting events. It was the ideal job for her and, with her large breasts, slim figure and platinum blonde hair she was in demand, especially for male oriented events. She'd met Paul at the London Motorcycle show, two years ago. She'd been working on one of the manufacturer's stands, wearing a skin tight lycra suit that left nothing to the imagination. He'd walked up to her and asked her whether she'd like to go out on a date. Tens of guys must have asked for her number that day but he'd been the only one she'd given it to.

Paul had called her that night and the following weekend he'd taken her out to a fancy restaurant in his Porsche. She'd gone back to his apartment and they'd had incredible sex on the first date. She'd wondered if that had been a mistake but three months later he asked her to move in with him. Within a year they were married. It had been like a fairytale.

Jane slipped the mask over her face, checked that it wasn't going to fall off then walked into the bedroom.

"I'm ready," she told her husband.

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Paul was sure that he was one of the luckiest and happiest men alive. Not only did he have a good job which he loved, but he was also married to his dream girl. From the moment he saw her, he knew that she was the one for him, and that was just judging from her looks. It had taken the first date to cement that idea, even though the sex was amazing, it was her personality that had actually grabbed him.

It became obvious to him that Jane was not a shy woman, she was game for almost anything and she kept up with his sense of exploration, both in and out of the bedroom. He always had an interest in photography, but it was more a secondary hobby than anything else. When he saw the new camera on sale, he checked out all the features and scanned through the reviews. It was perfect for him as he wanted to take photos basically for himself and Jane was a willing and in his opinion, perfect model.

It was while playing around with the camera and reading the manual that he came across the webcam feature, he had never thought that the wireless control that had come with the camera and which was still in the box, would come in handy. After playing around with the remote, checking out the video and webcam features separately, his mind started wondering what Jane would do if he asked her to show off for the camera.

It was actually easier to broach the subject, her Instagram was popular enough and he knew that a few live streams would set up things to get a bit steamier than the limits of Instagram and other social media platforms allowed. When Jane agreed that a sex cam channel would be an interesting idea, he knew that another one of his fantasies was going to come true.

He had bought a laptop, especially for this, set it up to be as secure as it could be, and made certain that only Jane and himself had access to it. The shutters were drawn, and the lights created the perfect lighting, bright enough to see details, but soft enough to not glare.

Jane had dropped hints on some of her Instagram posts about this stream, and a link was been provided, which would take people to a login screen, where they could enter the password provided and enter the channel. He quickly checked the number of people and smiled, Jane is going to have quite an audience.

He straightened up and walked over to her, a slight smile on his face as he looked at her outfit, "You look absolutely stunning love."

He lifted her mask to look into her eyes, "Just remember, relax and be yourself." He leaned in and kissed her gently, but firmly, then pulled away from the kiss, giving her a wink as he secured the mask in place.
 
Jane was a sucker for a compliment. She already knew she looked good but it was nice to hear it from her husband anyway. She wasn't so sure about Paul's outfit however.

It was easy for girls to know what to wear for something like this. They just needed to look sexy. Anything tight fitting and revealing would hit the spot. For Jane the only problem was sorting through the mountain of clothes in her wardrobe which fell into that category.

For guys it was harder. What does a man wear for web cam session with his wife? Neither of them was fond of leather bondage gear and some of the things that passed for sexy bedroom outfits for men were far too effeminate for Jane. Jane liked her men manly but Paul's choice didn't really meet with her approval either.

"You're not going to wear your Arsenal football kit are you?" she asked.

Paul looked sheepish.

"I think you're going to have to remove that top," she told him. "Unless you want me thinking of Granit Xhaka all evening."

Jane had a thing for the Arsenal vice captain but she knew Paul didn't mind because he bore more than a passing resemblance to him. Besides Xhaka was a bit of a hero of Paul's anyway. Once, when she and Paul were having sex, she'd fantasised about Xhaka fucking her in the changing rooms after a game while the rest of the Arsenal team watched. It had been such a vivid fantasy that she'd orgasmed hard that evening.

Jane pulled off Paul's Arsenal shirt, leaving him in just his shorts and revealing his tanned and muscular torso. Paul took great care over his appearance and worked out regularly. He also played for a five aside football team at work. Jane liked that he took his exercise seriously and saw herself as the beneficiary of all that sweat.

"That's better," she said, running a hand down his body appreciatively then him handing him his mask. "What happens now?"
 
He smiled at her, taking the mask from her, but not slipping it on just yet.

"Like you'd complain thinking about Xhaka."

Her touch still sent small electrical tingles through his body, it was the one thing that he would never want to change or give up. Her touch.

"For now, we will start off with you alone with your fans, or are they admirers? I have set up a screen, so you will be able to see people's replies and questions. I have set up a paywall so that when enough tokens have been paid, the people can decide what they want you to do. There are various options at each level and the majority vote wins."

He grinned, "And there's an upper limit payment, so if somebody wishes to pay that, they will have three options, that person will be able to either watch me go down on you, watch you give me a blowjob or we can get to do that one thing we like doing the most. "

Of course, he wanted her to go solo, he wanted to watch, see how other people react to her, and even see men and even women get turned on and ask for more.

"And since I will be right here, you can introduce me at any time." He brushed over her hair again, giving her a wink, "The camera is on, I will switch on the microphone when you are ready." A slight pause and he flicked a gentle finger over her left nipple, "This top really is just perfect."

He slipped on his mask, "Just so you don't think of Xhaka too much Trixie Lott"
 
Jane, or rather Trixie climbed onto the bed in front of the camera and looked at the laptop screen that Paul had set up for her. There seemed to be a lot of information on it, but she could see her image as everyone else was seeing it, along with a number of other text boxes. Paul operated the camera and for now it sat on a tripod. She watched the screen and saw that he was able to zoom in and frame her body as she sat on the bed with her legs crossed. She nodded at him and he turned on the sound. Instantly Jane went into starlet mode.

"Hi boys and girls," she began. "I'm Trixie Lott and thank you for joining me this evening. I'm a virgin at this so please be gentle with me," she giggled, shifting her position so that her breasts became more prominent.

"I should say that I've got a little little helper this evening, let's call him 'Granit', after my favourite footballer. He's going to be making sure that you get the best views of me. Come and say 'hi' Granit."

For a short while, the masked Paul came and sat with Jane and she made a big thing of kissing him full on the lips.

"As you can see, he's all man girls, and boys," she added, giggling, before letting him go back to his duties behind the camera.

"Now, as I understand it, you have to send me tokens and when we get enough of them then I'm going to do something nice for you. Granit is going to take care of that but until we get there why don't you ask me some questions? and i'll try to answer them."

Jane looked back at the screen as questions began to appear. Predictably there were a fair few that she wasn't wasn't going to answer but she answered the simple ones like where did she live and how old she was. A few paid her compliments and she thanked them personally when they appeared on the screen.
 
He enjoyed sitting down next to Jane and interacting with the people he could not see, but the best surprise was when Jane ran a hand slowly over his chest and down his stomach while they shared a deep kiss. If that was the feeling you got from showing other people what you enjoyed, then he could understand why most exhibitionists did what they did.

Taking his place behind the camera, he checked the laptop, predictably tokens were starting to come in and more texts came up in the chat boxes. One of the viewers asked if Jane would blow him a kiss for 10 tokens. Paul waited until he saw her read the message and then slowly zoomed in on her masked face, focusing a bit more on her lips. He met her eyes and grinned slightly at her, zooming back slowly as she blew the kiss.

The tokens started coming in faster as Jane kept talking, chatting with the people who asked good questions and ignoring the trolls. Paul banned a few users who were spamming the chat and made sure to keep Jane in focus and the center of attention.

It took only a few minutes before a soft whoop came from the laptop, bringing up the Paywall reward screen, the viewers could choose which of the three rewards they wanted by clicking on the links. It had taken him some time to come up with the first reward, something to make Jane feel at ease with showing off her body and still keep the people interested.

A) Turn around and lift your skirt
B) Take off your stockings
C) Twerk

Paul watched as the votes piled in and he knew that Jane could see the results as well, A and B started to go neck in neck, the scores staying tied most of the way and he smiled as he watched her talking, while watching the screen and the scores.
 
When the voting began to slow down it looked like turning around and lifting her skirt had just inched into the lead. She was glad about that as she liked keeping her stockings on. It made her feel more sexy.

She’d only worn the shortest of skirts anyway and it wasn’t as if it was really covering anything. So, kneeling in front of the camera she twisted the little pvc skirt round and unzipped it slowly then removed it and tossed it away.

“I know this is what you really want,” she giggled, giving the audience a good view of her panties from the front before turning around.

Getting down on all fours Jane stuck her bottom in the air for the camera. Doggy style had always been one of her favourite positions and she associated the pose with getting ready to receive Paul’s cock. She’d have been quite happy to have been filled there and then but she knew it wasn’t going to happen and so she pulled her cheeks apart and ran a finger down the line of her panties for the camera.

Her own touch excited her and her finger toyed with her labia before pressing against her clitoris.

She was aware of Paul moving around her. He must have taken the camera off the tripod and she looked up to see him taking a side view of her.

“It get’s me all excited,” she said for his benefit and that of the audience, “thinking that someone could come and take me from behind like this.”
 
He was reading the replies as Jane took off her skirt instead of just giving everybody a good look at what lay underneath. He should have known that she would be much more generous than the viewers would expect.

"Hot damn."
"SO worth the tokens."

"WOW!"

He smiled as these responses or responses along that line were flooding in, he watched as Jane turned around, showing off her sexy ass, before going even further. He unclipped the camera from the stand and moved around, the wall in the back was blank, there was nothing to give away their personal lives.

He glanced at the screen, tokens were rolling in now, it seemed that Jane was really exciting the viewers and they wanted to get to the next Paywall reward. He moved back to the foot of the bed, lowering the camera so that the people could get a good view of her fingers pressing against her panties before he withdrew and secured the camera again on the tripod.

He ran a quick eye over the chat boxes, but so far nobody was too obscene, disrespectful, or spamming the chat, so he looked back at Jane, "I know you are enjoying yourself Trixie, but do try to not get me too horny right away. I might just lose control."
 
Jane was definitely beginning to feel horny and she writhed on the bed fingering herself through her panties before deciding that if she carried on any longer she'd want to frig herself.

Paul was busying himself around her like a real porn photographer. She only wished she could look at the screen to see what he was filming. There was no mistaking the erection through his Arsenal shorts however. He was obviously enjoying his job. She sometimes wondered why he liked to photograph her so much. Sometimes he'd do it for hours, posing her in different locations. He definitely had an eye for it.

When she turned round and sat on the bed again she caught up on all the comments. They were all complimentary.

"Thank you for your lovely comments. You're all so sweet. I'd like to show you more so keep those tokens coming in."
 
It didn't take very long for them to hit the next Paywall reward, more viewers logged in and the voting started on the three options, it was another close poll, but this time the option of a slow striptease won out over the other two. Paul watched as Jane got up off of the bed, he zoomed back to keep her in focus and selected a song. It was the first song they had danced to, and he gave her a smile, knowing that she would remember the song and what it had led to on their first date.

The comments started, with some suggestions of what she should remove, some just commenting on how good she looked and more tokens began to come in as she moved in time with the music, touching herself and teasing about revealing parts of herself before finally slipping off a garment. Paul watched her with fascination, he had never seen her get so into it and he was sure that on the other side of the screen various of her viewers were busy pleasuring themselves, just like he felt like doing.

When the four-minute song came to an end, Jane sat down on the bed again, that naughty smile on her lips as she started to read the comments. More tokens came flooding in, people suggesting that she show more, and then one viewer brought up Paul

"Where's Granit? What does he think of the show?"

Paul chuckled softly to himself and moved from behind the camera towards the bed, "Oh I don't know Larisa67, why don't you ask Trixie what I think about the show?"

He purposefully had his back towards the camera, reaching out to brush over Jane's cheek, whispering softly so that the microphone can't pick up his words, "They're loving you."
 
Although not a professional dancer Jane’s work as a promotions girl meant that she knew how to work her body to appeal to men.

Paul had put on ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran, knowing that she would remember it and Jane danced seductively to the slow tempo of the song. She looked into the camera as if she was looking straight into the eyes of the viewers then ran her hands seductively over her body.

She felt herself getting excited at the fact that there were men who were almost certainly wanking off to the sight of her and she found that incredibly erotic.

She pulled the little crop-top off over her head, making sure that her mask didn’t come away with it then turned her back to the camera and danced with her hands on her hips letting them gyrate to the music. Then she did that thing where she put her arms around her back and imitated an intimate embrace with someone as if they were a couple dancing to the music.

Reaching up she undid the clasp on her bra and let it fall to the floor then, cupping her breasts, she teased the viewers before finally turning round and letting them get a view of the girls. Jane's breasts were arguably her best asset she thought. She was pretty sure that's what had convinced Paul she was the one. Thirty four double D's of fun was how she thought of them. She teased her nipples until they were hard then danced some more letting her breasts sway in tempo with the music.

“You’re all making me so horny, she told the viewers as slipped one hand inside her panties. “I’m already feeling sooo wet.”

Jane wasn’t lying. She could feel a trace of moisture on her pussy lips as her fingers moved over them. She was desperate to plunge her hand deeper. Not for the viewers but quell the urge building up inside her. Pulling her hand back out of her panties she hooked a thumb into each side and began to inch them down until they were around her knees. Then without showing too much she kicked them off and hopped back onto the bed.

Paul looked at the comments screen then said "Oh I don't know Larisa67, why don't you ask Trixie what I think about the show?"

"Well Larissa you know what boys are like. They get ever so excited about things," Jane giggled. "Granit. Why don't you come and show Larissa just how excited you are."

As Paul moved from behind the camera he whispered to Jane, "They're loving you."

"Do you like that they're probably stroking their cocks over me and wishing they could fuck me?" she replied.

Without giving Paul a chance to reply she then squealed excitedly, "Oooh Granit. Is that something in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?"
 
He met her words with a grin, "Oh I am always pleased to see you Trixie."

He reached into the side pocket of his shorts and withdrew a bottle of massage oil, "But I do have something in my pocket for you as well."

He sat down next to her, holding up the bottle of oil for the camera, looking at the comments on the screen, it was clear that a portion of the viewers were women as the comments clearly revolved around him, while some of the men still focused on Jane.

"As you know, the next token reward includes Jane and this bottle of oil. I for one want to see her oiling herself up, how about you?"

They were already halfway to the next paywall reward and the tokens just kept rolling in as the new arrivals started to pay tokens as well. Paul turned to face Jane, uncapping the bottle, he raised it and dribbled a few drops onto her shoulder, he smiled at her as he reached up to trail his finger through the oil, spreading it over her shoulder and lower to her collarbone.

A sound of cheering indicated that the next level have been reached, Paul managed to tear his attention away from teasing Jane to focus on the screen. As he had thought, the option of Jane oiling up her breasts was right at the top, winning by a landslide. He was about to hand the bottle to Jane, when one of the viewers wrote:

"Can't we have Granit do the oiling?"

A few more viewers started to agree and pretty soon it almost seemed to be the general consensus amongst the group. They wanted to see Paul oiling up Jane's breasts, he looked at her, then at the camera, "Well that really depends on Trixie."

"Stop wasting time, you know that you want to."

He turned to her and gave her a slight grin, "Yes ma'am."

For a moment he thought of how to get into a proper position to give the best camera view and then he got onto the bed, moving behind her. He pushed her hair away from her neck and kissed her neck, his hands cupping her breasts, his fingers teasing over her hard nipples.

He picked up the bottle of oil, poured it into his cupped palm, and set the tube aside, spreading the oil and slathering it slowly over her breasts. His attention was divided between watching her breasts as he started to slowly rub the slippery fluid over her glorious mounds and peeking at the screen to see if all was still in the shot and well enough lit.

"I hope you guys are enjoying watching this as much as I am enjoying doing it."
 
Jane loved to be massaged. She loved the feeling of oiled hands on her body. She’d been first turned on to it by a previous boyfriend who’d been a gym instructor and sports masseuse. He’d given the best massages, unfortunately he’d been a love rat and had to go. But Jane was hooked and whenever Paul took her to away to a hotel she’d always get a professional one in the spa.

Paul was more of an enthusiastic amateur when it came to massaging her but Jane was grateful for his efforts. When he offered to give her one it always ended up in sex but she wasn’t complaining.

She found herself closing her eyes and letting Paul massage both breasts with his hands. He squeezed her nipples gently which got them as hard as bullets and when he kissed her neck she swooned. That had always been one of her erogenous zones.

With one hand Jane reached down to her pussy and began to finger her clitoris, while with the other she reached behind her and, delving into Paul’s shorts, she felt for his cock. It was rock hard and, wrapping her fingers around it, she began to stroke him.
 
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He was well aware of his shortcomings when it came to massages, but he always tried to make up for it by giving her other pleasures. That was why there were people whose work it was to massage his lovely wife's body professionally, just like people paid him as a cyber specialist to keep their businesses safe.

He glanced at the screen, not only were the tokens flooding in by now, but people were really getting into the show, he rubbed his fingers over her rock-hard nipples as he whispered softly in her ear, "You are SO going to get it, you naughty little minx."

He felt her fingers squeeze his shaft firmly as he returned to kissing just under her ear, focusing on that soft and highly sensitive area. The oil had started to soak into her skin and he looked at the screen again, they were so close to the next Paywall reward that he decided to not stop. He brushed her hair back and moved to the other side of her neck, making the angle for her to keep a hold of his cock more difficult and breaking her smooth strokes. He drizzled more oil on his hand, spreading it between the two and started to spread it over her stomach, moving slowly lower, his right hand meeting her own and slipping down to her pussy.

There was another siren from the laptop and he glanced at the screen, the people were going nuts, they didn't mind that the two of them were not talking to them, they loved the show and so he carried on kissing her neck, his left hand slowly rubbing the oil over her stomach as his fingers joined her own. Looking up again, he noticed that the poll had been concluded and the result was for Jane to use a dildo or vibrator.

"Seems like you guys and gals are going to get quite a show today." He said as he gently disengaged her hand from his cock and gave her earlobe a light nibble, "You get to choose Trixie, which one do you want to use?"
 
"You should never give a girl a choice," Jane giggled looking at the sex toys. "She's always going to want both."

Jane took the two toys off Paul then sat on the bed cross legged in front of the camera. The dildo was a big fleshy beast made to feel like the real thing, had the real thing belonged to a horse that was. Having said that it was actually quite soft and squidgy though. If you held it at the base then it flopped to one side under its own weight. Jane hadn't really used it much. Just the once in fact. Paul had bought it for her and she remembered he'd been fascinated to watch her pussy consume it, but for some reason they'd never used it again, until tonight.

The vibrator was a different story. Jane had used that a fair bit when Paul was out with the lads playing five aside. it was shaped like a pebble and advertised as a 'personal massager'. It had cost Paul a small fortune at the time, but he wanted her to only have the best and in fact it had proved to be money well spent.

Jane picked up the dildo and poured some of the massage oil over its head. She used her hand to smear the lubricant over the shaft as if she was wanking it then placing it between her breasts she squeezed them around the silicon phallus as if she was going to tit fuck it.

"Mmmm, he's so big" she purred. "Would you like to see him enter me?"

The consolidated view of the internet was that they would and so Jane unfolded her legs. Paul adjusted the camera so that the audience got a better view, while he watched transfixed himself.

The soft phallus was too big to enter her tight little pussy at first, bending every time she pushed down on it. But using two hands she held the cock in place and once the first inch had squeezed its way inside the rest wanted to follow. The softness of the material meant that it compressed once inside her, leaving her comfortably filled.

She looked at the screen and saw the Paul had zoomed in on the dildo. The comments section said things like 'Fuck yourself,' and so she did. To begin with she made small thrusts but as her vagina expanded and her juices began to flow she got used to using the whole length. It felt good, even more so because of the audience..

"Do you like what you see boys?" she asked. "i bet you'd love this to be your cock sliding in and out of me right now. Making me all excited. I'd like that too."

Reaching over she picked up the pebble vibrator, switched it on to a medium power setting and pressed it onto her clitoris.

"Right now I'd let you do anything you want to me," she told the camera. "You and your big dick could take me any way you wanted."

The vibrator soon had the desired effect and Jane began to pump the dildo in and out of her pussy harder as she felt her orgasm approaching. She closed her eyes and lay back on the bed thrusting the dildo in and out of her as hard as she could while turning the vibrator up to max. She began to grunt and it was plain to see that she wasn't putting it on for the camera.

"Fuck me, Fuck me," she screamed as her hips bucked uncontrollably as the orgasm hit her. But she didn't let up on herself until she'd extracted every ounce of pleasure from it. Only when it had passed did she relax. She turned off the vibrator and let go of the dildo, which gradually slid out of her pussy until the last inch popped out onto the bed, leaving her engorged pussy lips for everyone to see.

"Baby, you were fantastic," she said to the camera, exhausted by the experience.
 
Paul wasn't sure where to look, the screen or the live scene before him, either one was turning him on to the utmost extent. He read the comments, knowing that there were men and women not only fantasizing about Jane but watching her, wishing to be that dildo inside of her. He wished that he could see that, being able to watch as another man fucked Jane the same way she was using the dildo to fuck herself.

He could see the signs of her orgasm and watched as she came hard, he bet that if he hacked into some of the viewers' webcams, there would be so many of them pleasuring themselves as they watched her. He looked at the token feed, and it had slowed down, the comments turned into intimate replies to Jane's last "Baby, you were fantastic" seems like Jane had brought quite a lot of her viewers to ecstasy as well.

Paul wanted to get in there, taste and feel his wife's freshly pleasured pussy, to enjoy the taste of her juices. He slipped off his shorts, made certain the camera was still in focus, and moved to the bed. Jane saw him and a smile touched her lips, she knew that he was going to fuck her, audience or not. He could not have been more turned on even if he tried.

He knelt down at the foot of the bed, running his hands over her thighs, gently parting them even further as he leaned in to run an exploratory tongue over her lips, making sure that the camera could see what he was doing. He slowly ran his tongue around and then over her pussy, tasting her and feeling the soft heat of her against his lips. He wiggled his tongue over her clit, feeling her fingers grasping onto his hair, curling into a firm grip.

He slid one leg over his shoulder, keeping the other leg spread to the side, giving the camera a good view as he continued to lick and softly suck on the warm, wet folds of her sex. He had always enjoyed eating her out, before they had met, there wasn't really anybody he had been with who would allow him to go down on them, Jane was the only one that had not only allowed it, she seemed to revel in it when he worshipped her in this very intimate way.

His attention was only on one thing now, to pleasure Jane, to have her enjoy this experience as much as she could and of course, if she enjoyed it, he was going to enjoy it just as much. He lapped up more of her juices, his fingers sliding over her inner thighs, to gently spread her open for his tongue, slight tugs or pushes guiding him to where she wanted him to go.

A tightening of her grip and loud moan proved that she was really enjoying herself and a fresh flood of juices flooded his tongue, he kept on licking and sucking on her until the grip on his hair lessened and he could move away. He glanced at the screen, the viewers were urging him to fuck her, to have her suck him off in return and a lot of them wanted to be him.

He would have enjoyed watching that, another man or woman pleasuring Jane.

He looked at her, a slight smile on his lips as he licked her juices from them, "You are so tasty."

He knew the microphone picked him up, everybody had heard and Jane smiled up at him, "What are you going to do with me Mr Granit?"

He moved closer, leaning over her, his erection brushing up against her, "Only what horny little Trixie needs me to do."

He felt her soft hand wrap around his cock, guiding him towards her and plunging the tip into herself, her body arched and they both groaned at the feeling. It wasn't new, but it was definitely something else, he believed it was the audience. His hips pushed forward, sliding deeper into her as he leaned over her, resting on his arms. He watched her face as he started to thrust inside of her, sliding deep with each, slow thrust. At the angle the camera stood, he knew that everybody could see his shaft glistening with her juices as they moved together.

They were picking up speed, their groins slapping softly together as their bodies thrust together, it was then that he paused and withdrew. A faint whimper of disappointment dropped from her lips and her blue eyes looked accusingly up at him. He winked at her, "Get on your knees Trixie."

Her eyes met his own for a moment, "Tease," she said, before rolling over, getting her knees under herself, and sticking out her ass as she looked over her shoulder at him. He ran his hands over her presented buttocks, glancing back at the camera, "Just look at that, such a sexy, tasty ass." His hand slid between her thighs, fingers stroking over her wet lips, taking a taste, "Hmmm yes."

He moved closer, guiding himself back into her, grabbing hold of her hips he started to thrust inside of her, thinking of all those people watching and wishing to be him right now and how he would have enjoyed watching it, hearing her moan in exactly the same way as she was then. He was faintly aware of a siren in the background, but he was focused on only Jane now, the feeling of her body against his as he thrust deep, the feel of her skin under his hands, the sounds escaping from her, and the pure bliss building up to a high crescendo.

He slipped a hand around Jane's waist and down between her legs, his fingers finding her clit to rub firmly against it in time with his thrusts which were building in speed and power, he leaned his head back, "Oh, God." He groaned as he felt his orgasm building up, he knew that he would not be able to last any longer.
 
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The problem with using a horse sized dildo on yourself is that it spoils you for whatever's to follow. Jane wasn't bothered by this however. Physically she may have been hard to fill now but emotionally she was desperate for the feeling of skin on skin. She was so aroused that she couldn't have cared who was there to satisfy her, just as long as they took care of her needs.

Getting Jane to orgasm was like shooting fish in a barrel and when Paul went down on her it wasn't long before he had her hips bucking like a bronco. She was pretty much oblivious to the camera and the watchers with their comments. It wasn't about them now, it was about her.

She reached down and guided Paul into her, desperately in need of a cock inside her. She craved a man bearing down on her, pressing his flesh against hers and pumping himself into her. She wanted to be used by men, needed to be appreciated for the slut that she was, needed to be fucked. And that feeling alone was enough to keep her in a state of orgasmic bliss.

When Paul told her to get on her knees, she willingly complied. Getting up and bending over, she rested her elbows on the bed, buried her head in the duvet and stuck her bottom in the air for him. She felt his strong hands grab her hips and sensed the urgency with which he thrust himself into her. In that position it could have been any man fucking her. Paul, Granit, anyone. She didn't care, she just wanted to be fucked.

"Cum for me," she kept repeating as Paul fucked her vigorously from behind. "Cum for me baby."

Paul reached down and fingered her as he fucked her. She couldn't help cumming again, but it was unnecessary really, as her pussy had already been reduced to a wet soggy, well used, mass. Then, suddenly, Paul's hand returned to her hip and he gripped her tightly. She felt him speed up and then his body stiffen. A moment later his cock spasmed deep inside her, filling her with his cum.

"That's it baby," she told him. "Empty yourself into me."

They stayed coupled for a minute or so until Jane felt Paul go soft inside her. As his cock shrunk she felt it slip out of her pussy, followed by a trickle of his cum, which dribbled out of her.

She got up off her knees and lay on the bed, opening her legs for the camera, making sure that everyone could see the cream pie Paul had given her. Paul sucked on her nipples and neck while he ran his hands over her belly. She loved that he did that after he’d fucked her . It was one of her favourite things about his lovemaking. It made her feel wanted.

"It's time to go to bed now," she told the watching audience after a while. "I hope you've all had fun. I know i have,"

She waived goodnight to the camera then curled up into a ball pretending to go to sleep
 
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Paul watched Jane curl up, it was his cue to end the stream. He got off of the bed and paused, bending over to face the lens of the camera.

"If you enjoyed that, be sure to keep tabs on Trixie Lott's Instagram, she might decide that another stream is a very good idea. Any suggestions? Feel free to use the Suggestions link. I will have a look and answer any questions or suggestions that Trixie and I have talked about. Until next time."

He moved behind the camera, slow zooming on the form of Jane, before ending the stream. He switched off the lights and walked back to the bed, taking off his mask. "Well, that was definitely something else. You seemed to enjoy it."
 
Jane took her mask off and smiled at Paul.

“I did enjoy it,” she agreed. “It felt like there were people in the room with us. I liked that.”

Jane had liked it a lot. More than she felt comfortable admitting.

“How about you?” she asked Paul, not wanting to sound too enthusiastic before she knew how he’d felt about it.
 
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Paul paused for a moment, how do you tell your wife that her getting naked did turn you on, but that thinking about her having sex with another man or woman while he watched was what had turned him on even more? Since they met, he loved how she was not afraid to show off her body and how much he enjoyed watching her?

He lay down next to her, resting an arm around her as she snuggled up to him, "Well, I did leave quite a large amount of enjoyment inside of you."

She gave a soft laughed and playfully slapped his chest, "Silly."

He smiled and kissed her forehead, "It was one of the most erotic and sexiest things you have ever done. I was so glad that I could get to show you to a select group of people and that they loved what they saw, just as much as I loved what you showed."

How do you broach the subject?

He paused for a moment and decided to just jump in feet first and saw how she reacted, "There were so many people who said that they wish they could be here, that it was either them using the dildo on you, or that it was them inside of you."

He screwed up his courage, "And I think that I would have loved to watch that."
 
Jane stopped for a moment and processed his words carefully. Just to make sure she hadn’t made a mistake comprehending what he’d just said.

“I’d do that for you,” she told Paul smiling at him. “I think I’d like to feel another man inside me while you watched.”

Jane’s mind was racing at the possibilities but she didn't want to sound too keen.

“But I could only do it if you were there, watching me. I couldn’t just go off with another guy.”
 
Paul pulled away slightly to have a better look at her, his eyes searching her own and finding only sincerity there. Did the love of his life, the woman he wanted to spend his entire life with, just not only endorse his biggest fantasy, but she sounded quite keen to do it?

"Are you being serious right now?"

The question was almost more a reflex than anything that required an answer, "Of course, you are, stupid question."

He adjusted his position, "You would seriously think of being with another man, having me watch?"

He motioned towards the camera, "And even recording?"
 
At this point Jane thought that full disclosure was required.

“To be honest baby. I’m really turned on by the idea of being with another guy. Or girl,” she added. “You know what I’m like. I doubt if I’d make a good promo girl if I didn’t like the attention.”

She watched Paul’s face for signs of disapproval before carrying on but couldn’t see any.

“I’d love it if you filmed me. We can watch it together afterwards and you can tell me what you were thinking. But you’ve got to promise me you won’t put it on the internet.”
 
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He looked back at her, eyes searching her own as she spoke

"Well, since we are being honest with each other right now."

He leaned closer with a smile, "I wasn't only turned on by watching you, but I had the exact same thoughts."

He reached up to brush a strand of hair from her face, "The internet will never see any recording," he motioned towards the screen facing the bed, "Unless we do this again."
 
Jane gave her husband a hug.

“Why don’t I sign us up on one of those swinger dating sites?” she suggested, keen to capitalise on the moment. “Leave it with me and I’ll try to find some guys that do it for me. Then we can choose one together. It’s exciting isn’t it!”

She felt bad for pushing things. She wished that Paul would have taken the lead. But she was worried that if she didn’t seize the moment then the it might well pass completely.

It frustrated her that Paul said he was keen but didn’t really show it in his actions. She’d have been more confident if he’d taken control
 
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