My secret is that I like to fuck other men with my husband in our bedroom.

Before we got married, I discussed my insatiable desire to fuck others. So we agreed that it’s a one way open relationship and that he must understand that or we will not get married. I love the power and he loves being cuckolded, so it works.

I tell my husband to hide before I bring random men home, often from parties or from the bars. The men never see my husband, he just hides and listens and sometimes watches from a crack in the closet door. I get fucked by many men in different ways.

I also like to make lots of noises and a running commentary for my husband’s benefit. After we are done, I never let the men stay, and I never fuck them without him there. It definitely brought us closer than ever!

I tried for a long time, with limited success, to get my ex-wife into exhibitionism. She always said she was afraid of getting caught. My feeling was/is that a woman exposing herself represents no threat and is unlikely to result in somebody calling the cops, unless kids are involved.

One night we were in a hotel in Victoria BC, having a little playtime. She was pretty aroused, so I thought of offering her my empty beer bottle as a toy. Didn’t have to say a word. She gave herself an orgasm in about two minutes, and just kept going. I got up, turned on every light in the place and opened the curtains to the balcony which was about 10 feet from the side of the bed. We were on the second floor facing another hotel which had plenty of windows with a view into our room. Her reaction was amazing. She turned sideways on the bed to give anyone watching a perfect view. I almost came.

She and that beer bottle consorted for about an hour, while she came virtually non-stop. I can’t say for sure that anybody was watching, although I saw one light go out across the street followed by the curtains opening fully. I kept telling her she had an audience, and every time I did she’d come again. Finally she tired herself out, and just lay back with her legs wide.
That experience was rarely repeated, although she did give me a blowjob on our balcony in the same hotel later that year, with an audience of three young women who walked past on their way to their car parked opposite. They got in and stayed parked, watching. What a turn-on! I came in a couple of minutes. My ex replaced her mouth with her hand so they could watch me come. I heard a muffled cheer, and they drove off.

One other time she masturbated with her vibrator on a hotel balcony in our home town of Nanaimo, leaning back against the wall (now there’s a position!) in a very short negligee which didn’t quite cover her ass. That time there was really no chance anyone would see her, but the possibility obviously turned her on. She quickly had a long hard orgasm.

Now that we’ve split up, I think I’ve figured out how I could have gotten her to do that kind of thing more often. Too soon old, too late smart.

Public sex is definitely my favorite kink, closely followed by watching a woman masturbate. Put the two together and I’m happier than a human being has any right to be.

Wish I had pics.

I grew up in Detroit. I have many friends growing up. This particular secret involves very close friend of mine and his fiance. I met with them at his house one day; we were supposed to go out for the day with a group of other friends. She hugged me as usual when I showed up at the door and said that my friend was in the living room, she needed to go up and get changed. I went in and talked with my friend a bit, after a while I had to go to the bathroom and I went. As I got halfway up the stairs, I remembered she was up there, so asked if she was in the bathroom. She shouted down its fine you can come up. I went upstairs and straight into the bathroom. When I walked back out I noticed the bedroom door was slightly open, I got to the top of the stairs and she was standing in front of the mirror naked brushing her hair. I got a great view of her pert little ass and back. I looked her up and down and when my eyes went back up I got to her face, saw she was looking in the mirror right at me, I quickly went downstairs and acted like nothing happened to my friend. We still hangout together but never mentioned a word about it. That was the starting of my voyeurism adventure.