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I'll show you his!

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Hubby is just as much an exhibitionist as I am. He likes to show other people, preferably women, his penis. It started in his teens showing his cousin how he played with it and it has been an occasional diversion since then.He has never been the type to leap out at unsuspecting strangers waving it but he has managed to engineer quite a few 'accidental' exposures. We often spoke about it during those quiet intimate times in bed, talking together with his thumb on my clit or mine on the eye of his cock.One day I just said "Shall I ask one of my friends if she wants to watch you?" I could feel his reaction and he slowly grew to full erection in my hand. I sucked him a little and then eased away to give him my full attention with both hands. As I worked him I mentioned some names, women in our circle, and I knew we were both thinking of them in that slightly deprived way.He mentioned a few names too, most of who I found surprising. His suggestions were older than I would have expected, matronly even. I let my mind wander to my more serious friends and their names brought a more vigorous response. Soon his hips were lifting and his offering jetting onto his stomach. I cleaned him up, and then he kissed me, lifting me onto my knees. I said "Its OK, you needn't. I'm very content." He spread my cheeks and then a deep kiss to that fundamental hole. I turned over and we kissed again and I settled down on his shoulder to think, to sleep.Barbara is a few years older than me. She is married and has one daughter, now in her late 20s. Her job is in the civil service, something to do with health. We met, as usual, for lunch. Both of us drove to meet at a garden somewhere between us. We wandered around enjoying the spring day and then moved on to a pub for lunch. As we were both driving it was not a boozy affair but the lovely day had relaxed us both.I asked her if I could ask her something but for it to remain a secret whatever the outcome. Getting her assent I told her about my husband's enjoyment of being seen. At first she thought I was sharing it as a problem and seeking advice. I said no, its ok, its not a problem. "Will you let him get naked and masturbate in front of you and me?"Silence, and then "Wow I didn't see that coming". There was a second and then we both realised what she said and burst out laughing."Would I have to be naked too?" She was obviously thinking about it. I said "No, that's the whole point. We would both be fully dressed and he would be naked." She was quiet for a while. "Look, no pressure." I said, "It's just something he would enjoy. Think about it and let me know. But please keep it to yourself."Three days later I got an e-mail. It just said "Yes please".It was a month later when she came to visit. We had booked tickets for a concert and Barbara was to stay the night. She arrived late afternoon and then there was the usual flurry of activity of us all getting ready to go out. Thinking ahead I had managed to get the kids to stay overnight with my sister, not that they needed much persuasion as they get spoilt rotten there.The concert was lovely and we drank a couple of glasses of fairly indifferent wine during the interval. On returning home we settled ourselves in the library. John had a large brandy and we women were served a lovely vintage port bought specially for the occasion. It was comfortable just listening to some music and talking quietly but there was a tension in the air too.I was wearing a blue dress, just above knee length, stockings and panties, my shoes having been discarded. Barbara had on a black suite, but had taken off the coat and was now in her white blouse with a full bra showing through it. Dark stockings completed the outfit.After John had refilled our drinks and we settled down again I said "Darling are you going to show Barbara your cock?" He looked at her, "Are you sure?" and she just nodded.He left the room and we both caught each other's eye, giggling like school kids. Very quickly he returned wearing his red silk robe. Standing maybe 4 feet from her he let it fall to the ground. Naked he was not erect but was certainly showing interest. He just stood, hands on hips, revelling in our examination. I glanced at Barbara. All she was looking at were his penis and balls.She licked her lips as he took himself in hand, taking his time to produce a full hard. The atmosphere was charged with a wonderful erotic tension and could feel myself getting wet."Please finish it off. I want to see you come"I put a towel on the reclining chair. Sitting down he pushed back until he was lying almost flat and then raised his knees over the arms. Absolutely everything was on show in that position and one I had also taken up many times in that very chair.He returned to his massage, gripping his foreskin sometimes and at others just using thumb and two fingers. Barbara stood and walked over, beside him, watching intently.Being out of her eye line I wriggled in my seat giving him a glimpse of stocking tops, not that he needed much encouragement. He was working himself quite hard now and I could see Barbara was quite red faced. She started talking to him, telling him, quite coarsely, to deliver his load.It was never going to last long and soon, with an expletive, he was discharging onto his tummy. He had refrained from ejaculation for several days so there was plenty to see. She gently clapped and I joined in as he relaxed again. Then I found the tissues and cleaned him up as Barbara returned to her seat.I was quite surprised when she said "There is no need for you to dress is there?" Smiling he agreed saying that he would enjoy staying naked.Our conversation turned now to sexual subjects. Whom we had seen naked, where, sexual experiences and those things only rarely covered even between friends. John ,, naked, served us all some more drinks. I do enjoy seeing a man after sex, his penis retreating into himself, small and bud like.However by the next round of drinks the situation and the conversation was having its effect and he was swelling nicely again. Taking herr glass of port from him, obviously slightly drunk, she whispered "Can you go again?""Yes Please"Laying the towel on the floor he stood facing us. He was magnificent as he performed again and my eyes watered a little as I realised once more how much I loved him. I pulled my dress right up so he could see my panties as he once more travelled that wonderful journey. It took longer and I could see Barbara breathing deeply, red faced as she watched.Standing he pumped his essence onto the towel beneath him. Barbara whispered thank you and headed off to bed. I stood and kissed him. As we kissed he lifted my dress and felt inside my panties, spreading my wetness and sliding two fingers into me. "Bed" I said. We disengaged and walked upstairs. A few seconds and I too was naked, enjoying the fresh sheets and bedding, shivering slightly as we snuggled together.I lay on my back, John curled at my breast. He put my hand on my wet cunt so I lifted my knees and explored a little. Soon my clit was nicely slippery and I let myself come. Not a huge one but enough to send me nicely to sleep,It was gone 9am when we were woken by a knock at the bedroom door. Barbara brought in a tray of tea for us. She was wearing quite a severe housecoat which covered her from the neck to the floor. We were both still naked of course as events the previous night had prevented me from even grabbing the T I usually wear in bed.However it seemed silly to be coy after what we had shared so I didn't worry to much about my breasts as she handed me the tea. She sat on a chair in the bedroom and told us how much she had enjoyed herself. Almost shyly she added "Perhaps one more?"And so once more the dance began. This time him flat on his back, me on my side next to him, my breasts on display. He was erect already but it did take him a lot longer. I did sneak a finger beneath the bedclothes and fingered myself a little but felt slightly embarrassed as my nipples became erect. He ejaculated wonderfully and once more I was able to clean him up but not without displaying much more of me than I had planned.As she left the bedroom she said "There is no need for you both to dress for breakfast is there?" and left.So I was naked arranging a breakfast of croissants and fruit when she joined me about an hour later. "Thank you Julia, this just feels so wonderfully decadent." John soon joined us, naked too, and we joked about out kinky night as we ate. Barbara was all packed and ready to go when she said, "Perhaps just one more? Julia you could help him."I began to realise how clever she is. Just pushing us, me, a little bit farther than I had intended. So I ended up kneeling on the floor masturbating him, us both naked. With my other hand under him, a finger in side him I hissed at him to "Cum on my fucking tits" and he dutifully obliged. Just dribbling out really but wiping it on me. A good orgasm though, I could feel his spasms."I'll just slip away now. I've enjoyed myself"I said "Thank you Barbara. I am really grateful to you for watching us like this. It was really hot.""Next time Julia perhaps we could book into a hotel. Then you could show me how 'really grateful' you are."

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