My wife and I had been married for about 4 years, and our sex life was starting to get kind of dull. Now, I had met her at church, so she was not an easygoing club girl or an ordinary slut.
Ozioma is of average height with short hair, she had had 3 children, one before we met and two with me and was no longer the petite girl she had once been, but she had a shapely figure, her hips were kind of wide, but she had a flat stomach although she did have some stretch marks.
Her breasts, while not exactly perky, were smallish but still very shapely. We just kind of ran out of interesting ways to do things. We made love in the shower, in the kitchen – did all of the fun kind of stuff you were supposed to do, but she seemed to be losing interest and to be honest, so was I.
She was hitting her mid 30’s and I guess women start to get a little hornier at that age.
One evening she asked me what we could do.
“Lenny,” she started, “I’ve been wondering what might be a good way to spice things up between us, you know, sexually.”
“Well, we could try some role-play or something like that. You could go to a club without me, and I could meet you there and pick you up.”
So we did that a time or two, but when we got back home, it was just the same old-same old.
“Maybe,” she said, after a pick-up lovemaking session, “that we could try to do something a little more public, you know, like go to a couple’s theater. I have this girlfriend at work who told me about how she and her husband go to a theater where couples go and watch movies. Maybe seeing other couples do it will spark things up between us.”
“Well,” I replied, “do you want to go along with them sometime?”
“I’m not sure I will be comfortable with that – they’re kind of into swinging, but she says there are couples who go who don’t fool around with others, just watch and have sex with each other. I was thinking that might be good for us. What do you think?”
Now the thought of seeing other couples making love in front of us, I have to admit was quite a turn on for me.
“Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” I asked her.
“I think it could be fun, you know. I think it kind of excites you.”
She had noticed me start to swell up again. We tried to make love again, but the interest had faded for me, so we made plans to go in a couple of weeks.
We couldn’t get a sitter for a weekend, so we decided to try to do it on a Thursday night. Her friend had given her directions, we dropped her son off at his dad’s and her mother agreed to watch our children for the night. We, or rather she, decided she needed to come home to change before going to the theater.
She put on a dark silk top, with no bra and a jean skirt that came down to just above her knees, with no panties. She had done her makeup and was looking quite sexy.
“Wow, you look great. You’re going to be tempting for the other men.” I teased her.
“I’m all for you.” She said.
We drove to the place, a very clean well-lit, and respectable looking store. It had adult toys as well as locked doors that led to two theaters, one for singles and one for couples that connected to the same hallway. We walked around a while looking at toys before working up the courage to find out what we had come for.
There were quite a few other patrons in the place, but all were men. We were nervous about asking the clerk, a young man with tattoos on his arms about the theaters.
“Are you ready?” I asked Ozioma in a low voice placing my hand on her arm.
She didn’t say anything but just nodded so I took her hand and walked up to the clerk’s counter.
“We were interested in the couple’s theater,” I said to the clerk.
“It’s four thousand Naira for a couple, and you can go into either theater.”
I handed him the note and asked how it worked.
“I’ll buzz you into the hall, then into the couple’s theater and if you want to move to the other theater, there is a bell and I can buzz you into the singles theater. I can see you on camera when you buzz me.” He said, pointing up to what must have been video monitors, out of the sight of the store patrons.
He buzzed us back into the hall, we closed the door behind us. The hall made a right-hand turn, with a door on the left that said: “Couples Only”.
At the far end was another unmarked door. When we got to the couple’s door, we heard the buzzer and walked in.
The room was dimly lit, with a large TV screen at one end and several benches. There was no one else in the room, although the TV was playing a porno movie. We sat down and started watching.
Ozioma looked at me and said,
“Maybe someone else will come in after a little while.” So we sat there and started watching the movie. It was a movie that tried to be classy, with very attractive models mostly pleasuring themselves with toys. We started to kiss and I undid her blouse and started fondling her breasts. A scene came on with two models who had a male model tied up. One started sucking his cock while the other blindfolded him.
Then they took turns sucking his cock while he was standing up before one of the girls stood up and bent over as the other girl slid his cock in her pussy and started licking her clit. I could tell this excited Ozioma, and I slid her skirt up and started playing with her pussy.
I noticed she had shaved completely bald down there, a first for her that I knew of. She was soaking wet. In the meantime, she undid my pants and started stroking my cock. The scene ended, and no one else had come in. By now we had been in there for about 45 minutes or so.
“Do you want to try the other theater?” She asked me. “Maybe there’s another couple in there.”
“It’s probably mostly guys, ” I said, “but if you want to, we can.”
“Sure”
She got up and buttoned up her blouse and pulled her skirt back down and we walked out of the couple’s theater, down the hall, and pressed the button to the single’s theater. In a minute or two we heard the buzzer to let us in.
This theater was similar, with the benches arranged in a slight semicircle around the TV at one end. I believe there were six or seven of them. Three guys were in there, each sitting on his own bench. All three looked at us as we entered the room.
The bench on the far right was empty so we went to it. I straddled it with my arms bracing me from behind while Ozioma sat down between my legs with both of her legs facing out of the “circle”. We sat there watching the movie for a while which was quite a bit lewd than the one in the couple’s theater.
In this one, a small-breasted woman in pigtails was giving an older man a blowjob while he fingered her pussy and talked nasty to her calling her a slut and bitch. It was revolting yet erotic at the same time. I began to feel myself getting an erection and I sat up and started squeezing Ozioma’s right breast with my right hand, away from the other guys.
She moved her left leg up on to the bench and wiggled her bottom a bit, sliding out slightly on the bench, but keeping her pussy still well covered. I noticed Ozioma had begun looking around at the guys in the theater. The one sitting across from us in the circle had started to rub his crotch but had his trouser completely on. I got bold and looked back at the other guys and noticed neither of them had pulled it out yet.
Ozioma reached up and undid the top buttons of her blouse then took my hand and slid it inside so that I was caressing her left breast. As I began rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger, she reached around with her right hand and pulled my face in for a kiss. I felt her warm velvety tongue slip into my mouth as her hand then found it’s way to my crotch squeezing and stroking my growing erection.
Ozioma broke out of our kiss, looked at me and asked in a whisper, “Mind if we put on a bit of a show for these guys?”
“Does that turn you on?” I asked back.
“Yeah”
“You want to see these guys stroking their cocks?”
“You bet I do!” She said with a smile, still keeping to a whisper.
With that, she unbuttoned her blouse all the way and swung the sides of it back revealing her breasts. While her breasts were not large a B-cup and had begun to show the effects of gravity, they were still nice and shapely.
Her nipples, dark pinkish-brown, with areolas bigger around than a coin had gotten hard and knotty and her nipples, bigger around than my thumb were standing at full attention almost an inch long. She swung her left leg over the bench, lifted up her bottom and pulled her short skirt up over her hips. She then swung both legs around to the inside of the circle spreading her legs and revealing her shaven pussy, which I could see was now quite wet to our fellow movie watchers.
She had a wild look in her eyes that I had never seen before and was smiling broadly. I was stunned at her actions. While we had met at church, Ozioma was no church mouse, but I had never imagined she would have a wild streak like this. She reached up with both hands rolling her swollen, hard nipples between her fingers and thumbs smiling wildly and I could see she was looking directly into the faces of the other guys in the theater.
She then reached between her legs with her right hand, spread her outer lips with her fingers, and began to rub her swollen clit. She bit her lower lip and moaned for a second briefly closing her eyes then opened them back up. The guy closest to us, but with the least advantageous view stood up, walked over to the bench across from us, and sat down next to the guy already there. The remaining guy moved to the bench next to theirs to get a better view for himself as well.
“Do you guys like what you see?” Ozioma shocked me as she began speaking to the strangers in the room. They had begun to nod their heads when she added in a voice that could best be described as a purr, “Well, let me see what you guys have.”
The three of them stood up, almost in unison, and undid their trousers revealing for my wife their stiff erections. The one on the bench by himself before sitting back down reached down and slid his bench almost 2 feet closer to us. The two sharing the bench looked at each other briefly before following suit and sliding their bench closer as Ozioma let out a bit of a giggle.
She then braced herself with her left hand as she slid her ass to the edge of the bench, spreading her legs wide for the guys, who were now maybe just 5 or 6 feet away, giving them a full view of her pussy. She placed the forefinger of her right hand on her clit rubbing it in small circles while her inner lips glistening with her feminine excitement quivered in rhythm. I could see her legs shaking a bit as she began to move her hips up and down and I could see that her vaginal opening was pulsing in pre-orgasmic bliss.
She let out a moan then looked up over her left shoulder at me, still fully clothed and somewhat in shock at the newly discovered exhibitionistic tendencies of my wife.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked wildly looking deep into my eyes.
“Take off your pants so I can suck you for these guys.” She breathed.
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