My Raunchy Routine – My Husband Loves To Watch

Performing Behind Closed Doors

After a few years of marital bliss, my husband has caught on to my raunchy routine. I’ve been fucking strangers in the guest room downstairs. A room I assumed was not part of the home security system we installed last year. Never  could I have guessed that my cheating ways would enrich our marriage the way it has. I know that he manages everything remotely. I recently learned the guest room was a poor choice for my encounters. Or perhaps a gateway into a steamier way to keep our marriage alive. It began with a simple notification on his phone while sitting in a Tokyo hotel suite while away on business. Curious, he tapped the live feed and had a front row seat to my raunchy routine.

Open And Receptive – My Raunchy Routine

Perhaps he was expecting to see the cleaning lady. Or it was a false alert. What he actually saw is his wife topless, getting titty fucked by a massive black cock before stuffing it down her throat. Or perhaps early this morning when the gardener had me bent over the bed, railing me deeply from behind while his thumb was in my asshole. Day after day, night after night, new men appear on the feed. He can’t stop watching, and I can’t stop indulging in my raunchy routine. He watches my hungry expressions. My husband sees how my body comes alive in ways it hasn’t with him in years. He finds it oddly intoxicating. Too hot to handle at times. Revealing and raw.

I Love An Audience

It turns me on knowing that he’s watching me. It makes me so incredibly wet. And it makes me feel so much hotter knowing I’m performing for him. I enjoy that aspect as much as the sexual acts themselves. My raunchy routine often finds me in the guest room several times each week. Laughing, hair loose. In various states of undress. Bent over the guest bed by a man whose face doesn’t matter as much as the way I moan for him. Gulping down hot loads of cum and begging for more. My husband watches the clips two or three times. Stroking his cock until it explodes. Strangely, he is never angry. Just aroused. Every night he tunes into my raunchy routine like a secret ritual. Watching me with my multiple lovers. Taking all that cock and getting a little kinkier each time.

He knows my raunchy routine well. The one that blindfolds me. A very tall one I ride on the couch. Then there’s the one that brings the toys. Lately, I’ve been whispering filthy things right into the mic of the hidden camera. He captures it all, saves it. Curates it. Zooms in on my lips, the arch of my back. Watches how wet I get. The way my thighs tremble when I cum. He sees a version of his wife that he has long forgotten. Wild, hungry and alive. I’ve never felt more exposed, or desired.

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