Fingering My Wife Infront of an Audience

While I don't consider myself to be extremely hung, (although don't we all like to think we're hung like horses!), my wife must be built very small because penetration can be uncomfortable for her. Therefore, when we're not fucking, we've mastered the art of getting each other off through masturbation or orally.

While we were on vacation last summer at the New Jersey Shore, we rented one of the bungalows lining the water's edge; each was separated only by a driveway which makes them really close to each other. Our bedroom window faced the driveway and front porch of the neighboring bungalow which was rented by a group of college guys or young business guys -- my way of saying they appeared to be horny guys out for fun. Bronzed, muscular bodies playing frisbee on the beach (yes, my wife pointed them out!) were bringing home lots of hot women from the beach -- from the moans I heard coming from inside, my guess it was for more than a cold drink. While I never saw their action, I had opportunity to show them mine.

Maybe it's the sun, surf and skimpy bathing suits, but my wife and I have sex every night while on vacation. Before she came into the bedroom, I could tell two of the guys were sitting outside on the porch. There weren't any lights on, but the sound of people signaled their presence. My wife came to bed and I got up to go to brush my teeth in the bathroom, returning but leaving the bathroom light on which cast a nice glow in our bedroom so our figures would be visible but not obvious if our neighbors decided to look.

Our bed was under the window, so as I knelt between my wife's legs, my head was pointed toward the window and upper body in the line of sight. When I lifted my wife's legs to remove her panties I heard one of the guys whisper, 'Look. Look.' I didn't hear any footsteps signaling their departure, so I was fairly certain they were going to watch! I caressed her feet and legs as they were held high in the air so 'my audience' could see, then I worked my way down to her waiting pussy (which was out of sight, but they had to know what was going on from the slurping sounds and my wife's moans of pleasure.)

Once again, I knelt so my upper body was visible through the window. I moved closer to my wife's head so she could play with my rock hard cock as I fingered her very wet tunnel of love. I moaned as she licked and massaged my cock, giving her (and perhaps the audience) encouragement. I made every effort to verbally describe the action and the sensations she was causing me to have as she stroked my hardness. She, too, got into it, instructing me to rub her clit faster and faster. We masturbated each other to multiple orgasms that night; I hope our audience appreciated the work that went into that performance!