Who says the video store is dead?

When Olivia and I were first married, five years ago, I thought she was the wildest woman I had ever met. For sure, her sexual appetite was way greater than any of my previous girlfriends. What’s more, I was delighted to find that she never seemed to be opposed to trying anything in the sexual arena.

I also loved her natural preference for wearing skimpy, revealing outfits when we’re out for the night — and making sure that men notice! When we started going together, I thought there couldn’t be anything hotter than simply being with a woman like Olivia. Then I discovered the turn-on of having her strut her stuff for other men! I’m just glad I’m not one of the poor bastards she delights in cock-teasing. In case you wondered, women like Olivia do it deliberately. She loves to imagine men going home with blue balls. In fact, she taugh me how to incorporate that into the wild sex we had when we got home.

“Make me happy, honey,” she said, “because tonight I’m so horny, I think I might have a story to send to Penthouse Letters.”

We are both fans of Penthouse Letters, and I almost came on the spot the first time Olivia suggested that we role-play one of the letters. That became one of our favorite hobbies! We’ve had nights where I would “pick her up” in a bar, and nights when she would be a cheating wife out on the prowl for men she could fuck.

A couple of weeks ago we combined our cock-teasing and role-playing and took them both to a higher level. My cock still rages whenever I think about it, and I just had to share what happened with Penthouse Letters readers. I know it’s going to sound like I’m bragging, but — well, okay, maybe just a little bit!

It was Saturday night, and we’d been out for the evening. Olivia, who’s a five-foot-seven, 125-pound blonde, was decked out in a silver spandex minidress that hugged her body — at least the small part of it that was actually covered — and left most of her gorgeous legs on display. The top of the dress was cut in a U shape so most of her 36C breasts were on display as well.

Now Olivia always gets horny when she drinks, and that night she had drunk a lot. Amazingly, she didn’t seem drunk so much as really relaxed and happy. She’d had a record-breaking night of cock-teasing. You could almost see the procession of wounded men hobbling off, covering the battlegrounds she had made of their crotches.

While we were heading home after all that cock-teasing, Olivia vented her craving for the real thing by rubbing my cock through my pants. As we were approaching a 24-hour adult store we patronize occasionally, she suggested that we stop in. (By now her speech was starting to slur) She said she wanted to pick out another sex toy. “If you stop here,” she said, “I’ll show you a real­ly good time tonight.” She already had a half-dozen sex toys of various sorts, but my cock throbbed at the thought of what my super-sexed wife might consider “a really good time” in her present state of mind. Figuring “what the hell,” I turned into the parking lot!

There were a number of cars parked there, and I didn’t know whether to cheer or worry at the thought that Olivia might have an audience when we got inside. As a sign of what might be in store, I noticed that as she got out of the car, her dress rose up to within an inch of her pussy — and she made no effort to pull it back down!

There were a number of guys in the store, and it was a younger crowd than you might expect. There must have been five guys in their late 20s or early 30s browsing. Do I have to tell you that in short order all eyes were locked on my wife?

Olivia slinked her way over to the display racks and started looking at the large assortment of dildos and vibrators for sale. She started picking them up one by one and commenting rather loudly, saying things like “This one isn’t thick enough to please me” and “This one isn’t long enough to satisfy me.” It was obvious that she was in cock-teasing mode, and she knew how to work this crowd. She quickly had the undivided attention of every guy in the place.

Olivia browsed for about 20 minutes, all that time continuing to make lurid comments about the various items she picked up. Eventually, she picked out three: a vibrating butt plug, a thick 10-inch-long dildo and a remote-controlled vibrating egg about two and half inches long by an inch and a half wide. She held up the egg and asked me, again awfully loudly, “Honey, wouldn’t you like to have this humming inside me when we’re out for the night?” A glance around the store confirmed what I expected: Every eye was on my wife and the egg.

I didn’t know quite what to say when Olivia asked, “Honey, would you like to see me try these out tonight?” Of course I would, but I began to be a little concerned about where this might be going. All the same, I had to acknowledge that yes of course, I would love to see her try those items out. I watched her saunter over to the sales counter and pay the clerk — who I knew had to be at least 21 but looked more like a horny 15-year-old — for the three toys. While he was giving her her change, looking like he was about to start beating his meat, she asked if she could get tokens for the video booths. He took some of the money back and handed her a handful of tokens, and told her to “take booth number five.”

As Olivia headed for the hallway where the video booths are located, she called out, “Anybody want to watch me try these out?” A couple of the younger guys were already making their way to the hallway, and all the other guys were staring at me. And I didn’t know what to think. This seemed to be going beyond teasing. But when Olivia and those first two guys disappeared from view, I rushed back there to make sure she was okay. I knew she had drunk too much, and wanted to make sure that nothing happened she might regret.

Olivia had found booth number five and was sitting on the seat, with the door wide open and the two guys looking in. When I got there, I saw her loading the batteries in the vibrating egg. Once the batteries were loaded, she looked up and saw me, and handed me the remote. Then, with the two pervs gawking, she pulled her thong aside and slid the egg deep in her pussy. “Make me happy, honey,” she said, “because tonight I’m so horny, I think I might have a story to send to Penthouse Letters.”

Olivia announced how horny she was, and one of the guys groaned. Now she was looking at me, mouthing, “Turn it on,” and finally I turned the vibrating egg on. Immediately, she gave a gasp, which was followed by several moans. While the egg hummed away in her pussy, she started rocking back and forth on the seat. “God, this feels good,” she gasped. Then she took the ten-inch dildo in her right hand and, looking at the two guys, said, “Do you boys want to see me suck this?”

They both nodded, and Olivia smiled. She brought the dildo to her mouth and licked it several times. Both guys groaned. Then she took about six inches in her mouth and with her hand pumped it back and forth in her mouth for about a minute. The guys stood there in rapt attention as she not only sucked the dildo but exposed her pussy to them.

At first I was concerned, not knowing how far this was going to go. Then I began to worry less. In part this was because at that moment my 8-inch hard-on was trying to tear a hole in my pants!

Olivia pulled the dildo out of her mouth, then reached for my belt, saying, “I want to suck you off right here, now, with them watching.” I noticed that “them” was now up to four or five guys, with more crowding around the door. I moved closer and in no time she fished my cock out. She had me exchange positions with her, so I was seated on the chair and she was standing with most of her ass exposed to the onlookers, purring, “You boys watch how I suck my man’s cock.”

With that, she knelt between my legs and wrapped her lips around my aching cock. As her head started bobbing on it, I increased the speed of the vibrating egg, which brought forth a loud moan from her. As she blew me she started making slurping and sucking sounds and it wasn’t long before both guys had their hands over their crotches.

What Olivia was doing was so wild that I had a hard time keeping from coming. Here was my wife, in a public place, putting on a live sex show for strangers getting hornier by the minute. I lasted only a few minutes, and when I came, she swallowed every drop. After I squirted my last jet, she pulled her mouth off my cock and opened her mouth while turning her head toward the first two guys. She stuck out her tongue to show them my semen, and then she swallowed it.

“There’s a guy here who wants to fuck you.”

I thought Olivia was done, but now the two young guys had their hard cocks out of their pants and were stroking away on them, and when she saw those aroused young cocks a foot away, she let out a groan and pleaded to me that she couldn’t “just leave these boys standing there with hard-ons I caused.” I didn’t know what to say, so she asked straight out, “Can I suck them honey, please?”

I looked at the hungry look on Olivia’s face, then at the two guys, then nodded. I stood up and came out of the booth, and one of the guys went in and sat down. She took his 7-incher in her right hand and with a sultry look said to me, “Keep the egg going, baby, ’cause it makes my pussy really hum.” I nodded, and she turned and started blowing the guy. As she sucked him, he said several times what a fantastic cocksucker she was, and how hot she was. Each time he said those things, Olivia moaned her thanks.

When the guy came, after less than five minutes, there were already several other guys waiting for a turn, and the groan he let out drew still more guys from the front of the store to investigate. Olivia was already working on the second guy, whose cock was enough smaller that she was able to deep-throat him with one gulp. As she sucked him down, he gasped, “Fuck, that feels good!”

By then my cock was hard again, so I knelt behind Olivia, lifted her dress to her waist and pulled her thong down. Moaning loudly, she lifted her left leg so I could pull the thong off her. As I slid it down her legs, I found that her thighs were wet with her juices. I attempted to remove the egg, but Olivia pulled her mouth off the cock she was sucking and gasped, “Leave it in!”

I moved in and pushed my cock in her wet pussy and felt the pleasurable vibrations the egg was causing. As I pushed in deeper, the tip of my cock pushed the egg in deeper. I reached forward and untied the spaghetti straps of Olivia’s dress and pulled the dress down to her waist so she was now wearing nothing but her bra. Amid the high-pitched noises she was making, she pulled the cock out of her mouth and told me the vibrations were unbelievably wonderful.

I began thrusting, and the vibrations were so stimulating that I doubt I lasted more than three minutes before I exploded inside her. She took it out on the guy she was sucking, who soon sprayed his load over Olivia, me, and himself.

When I calmed down enough to pull out of Olivia, the next guy to have arrived asked if he could fuck her. I leaned forward and whispered in Olivia’s ear, “There’s a guy here who wants to fuck you.” She moaned deeply, which I took as a yes. I moved back and nodded to the guy. Before he moved into position, though, the first guy darted forward and sat down on the chair. He was hard again and eager for another blowjob. As Olivia eagerly took him in her mouth and began sucking, the third guy moved into position behind her ass, quickly dropped his pants and rubbed his cock — which looked to be as long as mine and a little thicker — against her entrance, then pushed in.

He groaned that the egg’s vibrations were stimulating his cock like nothing he’d ever felt. As he went deeper, Olivia let out an extended groan and started to thrust her body wildly back and forth so that as one cock went deep in her pussy, the other came out of her mouth and vice versa. She went back and forth like that for several minutes, until she came so hard that her backward thrust caused the cock in her mouth to pop out, just as the guy exploded. His come shot over her face, hair and chest.

After the blowjob guy came, he remained seated while the other guy finished fucking Olivia. When he finally groaned that he was going to come, she shouted, “Deep! Give it to me deep!” While he pushed forward, she pushed back at him and wiggled her ass against him until he blew his load, then held still for a good minute before slowly pulling out of her.

Olivia looked at me, smiling dreamily and appearing totally sated. Then she panted, “Let’s get out of here. I’ve had enough.” I helped her to her feet an helped get her dressed. Again she stopped me from removing the egg, saying she wanted it inside her all the way home. Once we were in our car, I kissed her, and tasted saltiness on her tongue. I told her I loved her, and she put her head on my shoulder, leaving it there while I drove us home.

When we got there, I stripped her and we crawled in bed with the egg still inside her, but turned off. As we kissed good night, she smiled and said that when I woke up in the morning I should turn the egg on if I was in the mood for some fun. Are you fucking kidding me? As soon as I woke up, I turned it on, to a gentle vibration, which awakened my sex kitten. We kept the egg inside her while we made love and it was most arousing for both of us.

When we were done making love, Olivia asked if I was upset with her for what she allowed to happen. I reminded her that I was the one who allowed a guy to fuck her. I said I found it very erotic watching her take on those men.

She smiled and replied with a giggle, “Well, now I guess we can write a letter to Penthouse Letters, and maybe it’ll turn someone on. My advice to every man is to buy your woman a vibrating egg.”