A Voyeur's Life

I know I shouldn't really have married Kathy. All my friends told me not to - most of the male ones already had intimate knowledge of her! - She was a complete slut, there's no doubt about that, and she still is.

When I met her, she was stripping in a sleazy bar on the wrong side of town. All the guys there loved her because she would always go much further than any of the other girls. Most of them would just get naked and prance around for a few minutes flashing their tits and pussy for the punters. But not Kathy. Once Kathy was nude, her usual trick was to sit, spread legged, on the edge of the stage and masturbate in front of the audience until she shook her way to a massive climax. She was arrested for her behaviour on more than one occasion but always managed to avoid jail by giving the cops blow-jobs or letting them fuck her.

So why did I marry her I hear you all ask? Simple. Kathy is stunningly beautiful and has a wonderful personality. She's loving and caring and, besides wanting to fuck or suck anything that moves, makes a fantastic wife. Actually, for me, it's BECAUSE she'll fuck or suck as soon as she meets someone that makes her such a good wife!

You see, I'm one of those guys that loves to watch. A voyeur. Before Kathy my entertainment was severely limited; porn movies, mainly; titty bars were good and, of course, the odd glimpse of a couple making out in their car or through an un-draped widow provided some useful masturbation material. Not that I would ever have jerked off in public; much safer to carry the memory home and masturbate in the comfort of my own house!

And then along came Kathy. Unlike my first wife - who I had to hide my voyeuristic tendencies from - she had an open and, in my opinion very healthy, outlook towards sex and her body. We went out a few times before we got married, but our dates usually ended back at my apartment with Kathy stripping and masturbating for me while I jerked off. It seemed a match made in heaven and when I broached the subject of marriage, she didn't hesitate accepting for a second. I was under no misapprehension - I'm not now - She married me for my money. But the arrangement suits us both: Kathy can buy what she wants, and I get all the voyeuristic sex that I can handle! Time after glorious time, I've come home from work to see her on her knees sucking some guy's dick deep into her throat or on all fours with a large cock up her ass. She'll take it in any hole she's got and, as long as I can watch through a window or a crack in the door, I don't mind in the least!

I was usually excited and curious on my return from work in the evenings. What would Kathy be doing? Who would she be with? But even I was surprised when I entered the house a few weeks ago.

It was a normal Friday about 7pm. It was a warm evening so I had decided to dismiss my driver for the night and walk the mile and a half from my office to home. As I approached the front of the house I could see that the drapes were pulled closed. My heart skipped a beat as it always did when I realised that Kathy was "entertaining" a guest.

Trying hard to control my breathing, I crept quietly around to the back of the house and entered silently through the back door. The sounds of sexual excess could immediately be heard from the bedroom; Kathy is very vocal when aroused (which is most of the time!), and she was crying out for her guest to get ready to fuck her. It seemed as if I were just in time!

The stairs creaked painfully as I climbed. I knew that Kathy would not have minded me being there, but experience had taught me that some of her lovers were not quite so comfortable with being watched. As I got nearer to the bedroom the voices became clearer. It was at that point that I realised that Kathy was with not one, but TWO men! There were no indications from their voices that were aware of my presence so, with a deep breath I peered in through the slightly open door.

I smiled as I thought of the local army barracks; they must have been missing two of their finest men! Kathy was looking as sexy as ever in a thigh length black dress; her short blonde hair was swept back as she stood against the wall and spied me peeking in.

I could already feel my erection hard in my trousers as I looked on. I knew that now she had seen me she was going to enjoy giving me a show as much as I was going to enjoy watching it.

The two soldiers were eyeing my wife from the centre of the room. One must have only just come off duty as he was still dressed in his camouflaged fatigues.

"C'mon, baby!" the uniformed man quickly said, "enough teasing! We've not had a woman for nearly two months. We want to see what you got!"

Kathy smiled and pushed herself slowly away from the wall. Carefully she eased up the skirt of her dress. Higher and higher she inched the garment, revealing more and more of her slender, sexy thighs as she went. The men stood silently; I could only imagine the pressure of their erections as their manly flesh bulged beneath their pants. As the skirt lifted higher, so Kathy pulled the top lower until the rumpled garment met at her waist. The soldiers gasped as they realised that she wore no bra and that her white cotton panties already bore the stain of her obvious excitement.

In a second they were both on her. Hands and fingers groped and felt her up; squeezing already hard nipples and trying to force their way into her panties.

"Not so frantic, boys!" Kathy managed to gasp as she moved back a little, "we got all evening to go. There's plenty here for both of you!"

"But what if your old man comes back?" enquired the first soldier, kneading the growing bulge in his pants.

"Don't worry about him. We got loads of time." Kathy's eyes were fixed on his covered erection. "Come here, baby, I think you got something down there that I need!"

Reassured, the first soldier quickly lowered his zipper and hauled out a sizable cock as he walked towards my wife.

"Open you mouth, honey," he said, "it's all for you!"

Kathy did as requested and dropped to her knees in front of the man.

"Hey! What about me?" cried the second soldier, "I think I want some of that too!"

"Sure, honey. I can take both of you. Join in!"

I looked on as I saw my sweet wife begin to alternately suck and fondle the two large cocks now being offered to her hungry mouth. This was the slut that I knew and loved; never happier than when she was sucking dick!

"Mmmm..you guys taste great!" she managed to mumble through a mouthful of cock.

"You like to suck dick, bitch?" Cried the uniformed soldier as he fed his length into her mouth.

I heard Kathy moan deep in her throat. She loves to talk dirty and adores it when her lovers call her names. The two men quickly caught on to this.

"That's it, bitch! Suck my cock like a whore....swallow me like the slut that you are!"

More moaning followed from my wife as she gobbled first one cock and then the other, sliding her painted lips all the way up and down each shaft until they were both glistening with her saliva. She was becoming visibly more excited and the damp patch at the front of her panties was growing larger by the moment as she leaked her sex fluid.

The two soldiers may not have had a woman for some time, but they still showed remarkable stamina. I could see both men trying to calm themselves as much as possible and not cum too soon. It was almost as if they were in competition with each other; neither of them wanting to shoot their loads before the other.

"Oh, baby, you sure can suck!" cried the first.

"You better believe it, man!" his mate joined in, "I haven't had a blow-job like this since the Gulf! And that little whore could suck a golfball out of a garden hose!"

"I want to see this slut's cunt! Come on, Davy, lets get her panties off!"

The conversation over for a few moments, both men laughed as they literally hauled my young wife up from the floor. The uniformed man held my wife's legs back while his colleague busied himself with her underwear.

"Mmmm. Nice tight panties!" he observed as he stroked his fingers over the fabric that stretched over her mound. "Hope the pussy's like that too!"

"What the fuck do you care, Pete?" his friend joked, "just so long as she's got a cunt, you'll fuck it!"

"I got an ass too!" Kathy interrupted with a laugh, "I hope you're not going to leave that out!"

The soldiers looked at each other in wonderment. It was obvious that they could hardly believe what was happening. Who could blame them? Here was a beautiful young woman, half naked in their arms and almost begging them both to stick their cocks in any hole they wanted. It must have been a dream come true!

In a matter of a few seconds Kathy's panties were around her ankles and being virtually ripped off her feet. I heard her moan as her legs were unceremoniously spread wide and her pretty pussy openly displayed for all to see. Both soldier's hands were immediately back on her body. They fondled and groped her breasts and ran their fingers - much to Kathy's obvious delight - through the silky folds of her cunt.

I could see that my wife was now very wet. Her juices were leaking through her open pussy lips and trickling down between her buttocks. She was also becoming much more vocal as her two military lovers continued to manipulate her tight body. She groaned loudly as the uniformed soldier pushed first one, and then two fingers deep into her soaked snatch and began rotating his thumb over her stiff clitty. I watched avidly as her hips rose and fell and her breathing shortened to rapid, throaty gasps. Her toes curled involuntarily and as she began to cum her lover lowered his head and sucked noisily on her pussy. That did it for Kathy and with legs and arms thrashing wildly she exploded into a massive climax that echoed throughout the entire house.

The uniformed soldier chuckled to himself as he and his friend continued to masturbate Kathy through her intense orgasm.

"Time to get some pussy, I think!" he suddenly cried as he lifted my wife's legs up higher and spread her wide.

"Great idea!" replied his friend, "No rest for you baby! While Davy's fucking that sweet pussy of yours, you can suck my dick!"

Both men's erections were protruding fiercely through their zippers and as Davy held my wife's ankles and forced himself brutally into her still twitching pussy, Pete stood over her head and began to thrust his manhood into her willing mouth.

Now my wife started to get herself fucked properly. Her body was being shoved back and forth as she took hard cock from both ends; she almost seemed to be gagging on Pete's solid weapon while his friend's tool was completely buried in her wet vagina.

"Damn! This bitch is fucking tight!" cried Davy as he continued to ravage my wife's pussy with his sex-stick. His hands held her ankles tightly up against his shoulders as he thrust harder and harder; faster and faster. "Shit, man! I think I'm gonna cum!"

"Oh yeah, baby," Kathy cried as she tried to spit Pete's tool out of her mouth. "Fuck me...harder..harder...cum in my...cum on me...cum wherever you fucking want - just CUM!"

Pete was left holding his throbbing, saliva streaked cock in his hand while his friend groaned loudly and pulled out of Kathy's hungry pussy as he started to shoot his load. I looked on as jet after jet of thick white sperm coursed from the tip of his weapon and splashed obscenely onto her belly and tits.

"Let's switch places so the slut can clean me off!" he gasped

Pete smiled "Sure, man. Get her on her knees, okay? If the bitch wants to get her ass fucked then who am I to argue?"

My own cock was as hard as a rock and I knew that just a few quick rubs would have me cumming hard, and the thought of watching this big man sticking his cock up inside my wife's ass did little to quell my ardour.

As I unzipped and began to rub myself slowly, Pete and Davy manhandled Kathy into a doggy style position. Davy stood at her head and placed his wilting cock between her open lips.

"Clean it off, bitch!" he commanded in a horse voice, "lick off every bit!"

Pete smiled once again and positioned himself behind Kathy's butt. I could see him place his hands on her buttocks and spread them roughly. There was obviously going to be little finesse to this approach.

Pete lined his cock up and I watched him start to lean forward. I was close enough to see my wife's star shaped anus begin to spread under the pressure. Kathy continued to lap and suck at the sloppy dick that was being wiped all over her face leaving trails of sticky cum on her lips, cheeks and hair. She cried out as she felt the first penetration. I looked back to Pete and could clearly see at least four inches of his tool already buried in her ass. He lunged forward again. Kathy caught her breath and cried out again; but this time it was more a long moan of pleasure than of pain.

"Oh, baby!" Pete whispered as he began to drill her, "I'm gonna fuck you so good...fuck this tight little asshole.....you want that, bitch? You like the feel of my big dick up your ass?"

Kathy could manage little more than a groan of obvious consent as she turned and twisted her body pushing her butt back onto Pete's hard cock.

"Mmmm...that's it my little slut....push back...let me get deeper into your ass...mmmm...I can feel you so tight....tell me you want it...BEG me for it, whore!"

"Oh God, yes...yes...yes....fuck me with your big fat cock, Pete...fill my ass....do me hard....I'm your's...use me like a whore!"

Pete did as he was asked. While I silently jerked my own penis, he jammed his cock faster and faster into my wife's back door. She screamed in lust as Pete gripped her shoulders and pulled her back so that his tool was completely inside her.

Another few quick thrusts and Pete was cumming. He groaned deeply in his throat as his legs and torso twitched. Unlike his friend, Pete obviously decided that he wanted to cum inside Kathy and I watched with my cum boiling up from my balls as he emptied himself into my wife's bowels with a few last jerks of his hips.

When Pete and Davy eventually both stood back to admire the state of my wife, I was treated to the sight of her abused and open asshole. Pete's cum began to leak from the hole and, as I watched the creamy fluid trickle down her slender thighs, I erupted in my own silent climax and shot my load over my hand and onto the carpet.

I had to wait patiently while the two soldiers dressed. I became almost a fugitive in my own home; skulking behind the lounge sofa and waiting for them to leave.

Presently, all three of them appeared together in the hall. The two soldiers were dressed now, but Kathy hadn't bothered, and she stood between them naked but for a pair of yellow socks that, inexplicably had never got around to being removed. Davy and Pete each kissed Kathy deep and hard, their horny hands still feeling up her tits, ass and pussy. Kathy moaned again as she felt fingers enter her ass and pussy at the same time.

"Wow!" exclaimed Davy, "This bitch must be still hot!"

"You better believe it, guy's" she replied, "How about one more time? You can't leave me like this!"

"Sorry, babe!" Said Pete. Both soldiers laughed as the let themselves out of the door. "We gotta get back to barracks. If you're still as horny as you look, you'll just have to ask your old man to fuck you when he gets home!"

I smiled to myself as I felt my erection immediately return. I was really going to enjoy fucking Kathy - but I wondered if I didn't enjoy watching her more. I loved my voyeur's life!