From Fantasy to Reality in the Naked City Ch. 10

Another round of drinks arrived. Edward grabbed his glass and with shaking hands, took a big gulp. After watching his wife strip naked in front of a roomful of people, he did not think it possible to be aroused further. Yet knowing another man desired his wife once again sent bolts of electric energy straight to his cock. He absolutely loved showing off his wife's body, and now knowing that another one wanted to get between those sexy legs both excited and scared him.

He knew he would someday have to confront the inevitable. He wasn't expecting that his jealousy and insecurities would prove to be so emotionally challenging. But he wanted to give his wife everything. And Miles was respectful. He didn't feel the humiliation he did with Derrick.

He swallowed hard while looking at his drink. Can he once again deny his wife pleasure? Should he have discussed this with Susan before so quickly denying the offer?

Sure, he would be a bit jealous and anxious, but...wasn't that what fed this kink?

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Susan had never before displayed herself in such a lewd and salacious way as this to anyone, not even her husband. Yet being the focus of an adoring audience, she never felt so sexy.

And it was at that time she realized just how seriously aroused she had become, feeling her juices welling on her lips and the feeling of her essence running down her leg. She wondered if anyone in the crowd could see her wetness. It felt so naughty.

And just like that, the song ended.

Realizing it was over, Susan felt surprisingly...disappointed. This is when reality would typically set in. Yet instead of becoming embarrassed by her actions and the attention, as she would have in the past, a sudden wave of pure unadulterated lust coursed through her body. She could not explain what had come over her, but one thing was certain: she had actually enjoyed putting on a little show. She found taking off her clothes for a group of appreciative, horny men to not only be quite the confidence booster, but now...she needed to fuck!

Still standing above, high up on her high heels, looking down displaying her ass and pussy to the young man still fawning over her, she felt oddly in charge. She felt licensed, like she could control things any way she wanted, even invite this young man back to her hotel room. It was a powerful feeling, and she liked it. She liked it a lot.

Linda walked over and hugged Susan, breaking her indecent thoughts. Then Linda turned to the crowd. The crowd applauded as the two of them took a quick bow, gathered their clothes, and walked to the end of the bar stage.

Edward and Miles exchanged high fives, beaming as their wives received a standing ovation for their very first stage show as exotic dancers.

Linda and Susan both paused at the end of the bar. They found it easier to remove clothes on this tiny ledge and nearly impossible to pull them back on. And climbing down from the bar nude and in high heels wasn't going to be an easy task.

"Let me help," a man offered in a familiar voice attempting to solve their dilemma. A tall, muscular man in a tight shirt stepped forward into the light. It was Derrick!

Before Susan could react, she felt Derrick put his hands on either side of her hips and lift her with ease off the bar.

"Well, hello 'Anne!' I loved your very sexy performance!" Derrick said smiling broadly. Susan trembled. Here they were again, inches away from each other, but her fully nude this time.

Susan felt an immediate jolt of warmth from his breath on her nipples as Derrick held her in the air effortlessly, his eyes practically caressing her breasts which were just inches from his lips, before placing her gently onto the floor.

"Really?" she asked with eyes sparkling.

Derrick made no attempt to mask his look of her up and down. Although her feet were on the floor, his hands held her in position. Susan blushed, but was somewhat excited about the attention. The naughty exposure of her body, and his closeness and control, added to an already heightened state of arousal.

She felt his big hands move slowly up towards her breasts which sent another jolt of electricity through her. She looked down. The contrast in skin colors presented an aura of taboo; hers pale and creamy, his dark as the darkest chocolate. Then as his hands moved down to her hips and her ass, she swallowed hard, closed her eyes and leaned her head back. She didn't know what to do and wasn't sure if she wanted to do anything but remain in that position.

As Derrick's hands engulfed both cheeks and squeezed, Susan let out a gush of air. Time seemed to stand still as he started softly massaging each one. Lost in the erotic feelings she was experiencing, Susan could feel the wetness and the heat growing between her legs, the erotic excitement rushing through her entire body once again.

"The soft curves of a woman's body are truly something special," he whispered into her ear as his hands returned to her waist. "But so is the hardness of a man. I'm even hotter for you now, Anne! Call me!!!" he demanded, giving her a big bright smile while making it sound like an order.

Then he turned and did the same for Linda. After placing her gently on the floor, he turned his attention back to Susan. Derrick nodded, abruptly turned and left, disappearing into the crowd.

Once again Susan was reminded what could have been.

"Later!" she whispered under her breath with a lustful gaze, breathing very heavy now.

"I see you have an admirer!" Linda said slyly over the din of thumping music that resumed.

"Oh shit!" she thought. Susan was left leaning against the bar, feeling faint. At that moment, she felt so weak and vulnerable. The feeling of his hand upon her body was still there, causing pins and needles sensations to pulse through her body.

Derrick could have led her away like a lamb to slaughter. She would have been a total submissive; ready to allow him whatever he wanted. She looked towards her husband, desperate to eliminate those feelings, and equally desperate for it not to show.

Before continuing further, Linda slipped her skirt on and laced up the front of her corset. But Susan, either from feeling high on an ironic sense of power or preoccupied by her wandering thoughts, remained naked. Perhaps she was not yet ready to yield the attention she earned?

Trying to make her way back, men and women came up to her, to complement and thank her. As the enthusiastic and appreciative crowd parted before her allowing her space to walk, the realization hit her that she was holding onto her clothes, and utterly on display to the entire lounge. And she now had to face them.

She fidgeted, trying to untangle the balled-up blouse. She saw three men approaching -the same ones watching her earlier--smiling and clapping at her, several of them giving her a 'thumbs up' sign. Surrounded by that group, she felt some hands brush over her hips and one hand even caress her ass. At this point she was too aroused to even care. She adored the attention.

Suddenly a man stood before her preventing her from passing. It was the Frenchman from the previous night. He stepped closer, leaned in, his warm breath heating her ear and sending an electrical charge straight to her core.

"I loved watching. You are a very sexy and very beautiful woman! Join me for a drink?" the guy asked in a French accent, his hand on Susan's shoulder somewhat holding her in place, looking at her intently, like he was sizing her up.

Susan felt her body melt at the almost electrifying gaze the young man gave her, his intent stares up and down her body sending a thrill through her. There was no mistaking the man's thoughts and intentions as he leered at her - it was unmistakable.

Nearly out of breath from excitement, her breasts rose and fell rapidly to the young man's piercing gaze. And Susan's pleased grin revealed just how much she welcomed the attention from the man.

"Shiiiiit!!!" Susan whispered letting out an audible gasp as she felt his hands slide down her side softly, but intimately. Surprisingly, she did not instantly pull away as she normally would. After all, this guy was hot!!! Instead of becoming stunned by his advance, in a strange way it felt like they were former lovers, although they were never formally introduced.

With the unmistakable feel of excitement between her legs, Susan blushed at the realization she was still naked in this crowded club! And she knew that without clothes her dripping juices would be noticeable in a second.

She accepted the complement but refused the drink. "Thank you, but no," she said stammering. "My husband has a drink waiting for me." And with great difficulty, Susan pushed him away, gasping for breath.

Although her words should have ended it, a mental image shamefully flashed through her head of her lying naked before the man, completely at his mercy, and allowing him to use her for his own sexual proclivities, in ways formerly unimaginable. In deference to her depraved thoughts, her arousal was nearly uncontrollable.

She could not believe her reaction - her thoughts - what had just happened - what she just did. With her heart and pulse racing, and without any concern towards her state of undress, she grudgingly turned away from the man and continued her way back through the crowded lounge. She wondered, "Shit! I should have accepted that drink! I may never get another chance. And why did I automatically tell him about my husband?"

"Whoa, HE is hot!" Linda whispered in her ear as they reconnected. It was a good thing. Susan needed to become grounded again.

They exchanged smiles, sharing a moment of mutual admiration.

Walking arm in arm with Linda, Susan realized she had never felt more wanted and desired as a woman, and yet at the same time...so confused. The smile on her face was broad and bright. Still, her thoughts went to her husband. She knew he encouraged her to go up on that stage. But did her indecent and vulgar performance go too far? There was no way her husband could have enjoyed himself as much as she just did.

Although still a blur, reality set in that she took her exhibitionism vice to another level. Susan lowered her eyes shamefully as she approached her husband. She had to regain control of herself and the situation.

Susan began her apology as she made her way back to the table, "Honey, I am sooo sorry...I feel so ashamed...I..." All of a sudden, she feared her bawdy actions might have crossed the line.

She looked up to find her husband grinning from ear to ear. His made no attempt at hiding his obvious approval - he enjoyed her shameless exposure. She shook her head in disbelief, gathered herself and squared her shoulders.

"Too much?" she asked, looking at her husband with a crooked smile. She defiantly put her hands on her hips.

"No..." he said vaguely as if his mind was trying to catch up. "No, not at all..."

With any perceived embarrassment aside, Susan continued to her husband confidently with her shoulders back and head high. Reaching her soul mate, she placed her skirt and blouse on the table.

Susan looked towards Miles, who gave her a long and lustful examining once over, making no attempt at hiding an obvious interest in her. She liked the way he looked at her. There was an air of quiet confidence about him.

"So," Susan started, her chest still heaving. "I take it...you gentlemen enjoyed?"

Edward shook his head, smirking at the question. "Are you serious? Honey, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life!"

He then looked over at Miles who wasn't shy about looking at his wife; and judging by his face he was happy about what he was seeing. His wife's sexy body was covered in sweat making her look hotter than ever. She looked so beautiful, and his love for her only heightened!

Before saying anything further, Susan grabbed her husband and gave him a deep kiss, pulling her body tightly against his. Instead of uneasiness, Susan felt desired. It meant so much - it was a non-verbal way of reassuring Edward that she was his. The kiss lingered and Edward savored her darting tongue.

Susan was quivering in excitement as she kissed her husband. She had to be careful, however. Any touch by her husband, or anyone for that matter, anywhere near her sex would have caused her to immediately explode in orgasm.

"So, did you enjoy yourself?" Edward asked, keeping his voice gentle.

"I don't quite understand why, but you seem to want other men to look at me, naked, and see them aroused."

"Yup! So how did you feel?" he risked asking again.

"Shhhh!" Susan said. While his reaction made her feel incredibly relieved, she was not ready to admit to her husband that she enjoyed it as much as she did.

Susan gulped, still trying to regain sanity. "It went much further than I thought, and I feel...embarrassed, and...ashamed," Susan said. "And I feel dirty now. I let strangers see my most intimate areas, but...okay a big part of me felt stimulated by the effects I had on the men," she confessed to her husband.

Edward leaned in and kissed her some more before continuing.

"I was so proud of you when you went up on that bar! And I enjoyed when you took off your clothes off. It was brave of you, and yes, I liked how people were looking at you. And I enjoyed when you bared your breasts, and I liked the looks you got. Then when you removed your skirt and swung around that pole, I thought I was going to cream my pants. So yes, I enjoyed myself. But you know what, especially after I heard so many cheering wildly for you, I felt so special knowing that I was the guy you were with, and the one that is going to make love with you tonight!"

"Shit!" he couldn't be sweeter, and she wanted her husband now!

Another couple came over and complemented Susan and Linda on their performances. Linda and Miles knew their names and they soon became engrossed in conversation with the other couple.

But their timing was perfect. Susan needed to collect her thoughts. She finished the remainder of her cocktail.

Another wave of warm arousal passed through her body as she realized she was still naked in the club, not helping to calm down her out-of-control libido in the slightest.

Another drink arrived. "Complements of your admirers," said the server in a French accent.

Susan looked at Edward, astonished and embarrassed. She looked over towards the bar and all five guys raised their glasses to her. Susan raised her glass in return and nodded thanks.

"I bet those guys closest to the bar enjoyed your show!" Edward said, keeping his voice gentle and re-assuring.

Susan looked down, face reddened, embarrassed. It was odd, standing there with her tits out next to a bar full of completely dressed men and women. Yet, for some reason, she had no desire to get dressed. And her body could not hide its current aroused state. Her chest heaved trying to catch her breath and her nipples were hard like pebbles.

"It's a complement. Accept it and enjoy it!" Edward moved his arm around his wife's shoulder and reached down to cup one of her quivering exposed breasts as if to claim her as his. When his fingernail scraped over the hardened nub, Susan gasped.

Edward grinned as his wife continued sneaking glances at the guys at the bar. He pointedly stared at Susan's still naked breasts. "I'm serious sweetheart. That show you just put on has driven me crazy, as you can feel. I would do anything to put my cock inside you right now...and you must know you were turning other cocks hard as well," he said, nodding towards her admirers.

As Edward pulled her to him and hugged her, she felt her husband's erect cock pushing against her mound.

Looking down, Susan nodded sheepishly and blushed in embarrassment. "I don't know why, but...I did find it...fun!" she said as she let out a big sigh while reaching for the drink that was delivered to her. She took her new drink and downed it in practically one gulp. It hit her again, and she couldn't believe she did it; she just stripped in public!

"Okay," she said, with a flirtatious smile and a sparkle in her eyes. "It was actually very exciting! I mean...it was wild, right? I can't believe that was me! I have to admit though, as an older woman, I will never get tired of men complimenting my body...it certainly was exhilarating!" she rambled on, suddenly willing to talk about everything.

"So...were you really okay with everything?" she asked.

"You may remember, I had a fantasy of watching you strip in front of a roomful of men. But I never thought it would be this much a turn on! I had to sit here with my cock hard as concrete watching the crowd react to you!"

"As I have told you time and again, you have a beautiful body sweetheart. And Miles agreed," Edward added.

"What do you mean? Did he say, something?"

"Well, he complemented you. He said you have great tits and an incredible body," he whispered in Susan's ear over the thumping club music. "When I told him how old you were he couldn't believe it! He actually said he hoped Linda would have as good a figure as you do now when she is ten years older."

"No way!" Susan reacted at the rather incredulous comment. Looking towards Linda, Susan added, "She is so beautiful! I mean she is younger, yes, but she has not an ounce of fat anywhere on her body!"

Edward noticed that Miles was smiling, his eyes moving up and down her body. And he noticed Susan's embarrassment had faded completely. She was smiling back, smitten, while twisting and practically posing her naked body for him. She was enjoying standing nude and exposed for Miles and allowing him to devour her.

It was only after Susan allowed an extended viewing, she smiled back at Miles, finished her drink and, acting as nonchalant as possible, stood up and put on her skirt, fixed her hair, and put on her top. And throughout, Edward couldn't help but notice the 'look' between the two.

Edward's thoughts went to his earlier discussion with Miles. This man made his desire for his wife clear. Although still not yet quite 'ready' for such a forbidden act, he felt like he was getting closer. Suddenly, Edward could not deny that the thought of such a tryst was becoming almost irresistible and he found himself becoming more and more 'accepting' of sharing his wife.

Edward noticed Susan's blouse draped open as she leaned forward. He couldn't resist and reached in to caress her breast while looking towards Miles.

Susan's skin ignited at her husband's touch causing yet another wave of arousal to course through her body.

She smiled and reached down to find Edward's cock trying to explode out of his trousers.

"Yup, as you can tell, I'm so fucking horny and want to take you right here, right now!" Edward exclaimed. "What about you?"

"I have a cure for that...let's go back to the hotel," she pleaded, overheated from excitement. "I am going to fuck you!"

Although Susan was dizzy, almost drunk with desire and needed a sexual release. And she wanted only her husband, and she wanted him - now!

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On the way back at the Hotel, Susan and Edward were acting like two college kids who couldn't keep their hands off each other. The "entertainment" had seduced and carried them both away almost to the point of no return.

Once inside, the hotel room door had barely closed when Edward embraced his wife and kissed her deeply. It was wildly passionate, both of them feeding off the horniness that had been building all evening.

"You were one hot, sexy woman tonight!"

"So, you really enjoyed that?" Susan asked, delighted that her husband did not think less of her slutty performance.

"Definitely. You made so many fantasies came true!" he continued. "I couldn't believe it! My wife was a stripper - on a stage - in front of at least a hundred people! I was so turned on! I hope you enjoyed it at least a little!"