A Fetish & Fantasy Short Story
by Lori King
Sometimes just watching isn’t enough…
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After fifteen years as a bland housewife, Alana is ready to shake up her life by fulfilling her darkest fantasy. She wants to be watched. Her exhibitionist streak is ready to break free, and she knows exactly whom she wants for her voyeur.
Doug would give his wife, Alana, the moon if she asked, so he’s more than willing to participate in a public threesome at a fetish party if it makes her kinky wishes come true. His business partner and best friend, Killian is the wild card in their plan.
A businessman first, and a trained Dominant second, Killian never gets tied down to one submissive. He’s a lover with commitment issues, but he doesn’t hesitate to help fulfill Doug and Alana’s fantasies. Once the fantasy is set in motion, the three players must decide if watching sin is enough…
Warning: Adult Themes-For Mature Audiences. Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. M/M/F, graphic language, consensual BDSM, public sex, HFN. Short story Approx. 14,200 words.
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“Can we? Just this once, Doug, please?” Her voice was a husky moan in his ear, and he could deny her nothing.
For the last four months, they had attended the monthly Fetish parties as voyeurs only. He had watched with lust-filled eyes, as the people around them sought release for their passion, hoping that at some point his wife would grow comfortable enough with the parties to join in. But each time she maintained her distance, standing off to the side, watching the sweat-soaked strangers explore the bodies around them, her face devoid of emotion. He knew she felt something; her racing pulse and sharp intake of breath betrayed her stoic exterior, and by the time he got her home after each party, she was desperate for his cock.
Her voracious appetite for sex seemed to stem from her love of erotic romance novels. He regularly caught her with her nose in a book, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy, and pussy dripping. One of these days he would have to write a thank you letter to the publishers for keeping his cock in working form, but for tonight, he had other things to focus on.
Alana stood beside him, asking his permission to put on a show. She wanted him to strip her down, and fuck her in front of the other partygoers. His eyes met hers and he could see the fire burning in their sapphire-colored depths.
What had changed her mind? What had her so turned on tonight that she couldn’t deny her own need anymore?
The brush of a hand over his shoulder drew his attention, and he instantly understood. The man standing at his elbow was his best friend and business partner, Killian Whitfield. In his black and white tuxedo he looked more like a Hollywood movie star walking the red carpet than a businessman still trying to crack the million-dollar mark.
“Doug, Alana. How are you both this evening? Enjoying the…festivities I hope.”
Killian stood too close to Alana for propriety, yet Doug wasn’t put off. He was surprised to find that he wanted to put on a show for his friend. If Alana was willing to fuck in front of Killian, what else would she be willing to do with him present? He felt his dick thicken a little at the image of his wife on her knees sucking Killian’s cock in the middle of the living room. Never before had he fantasized about his wife with another man, but he could picture it with Killian. In his mind’s eye, he could see his friend’s long lean body, flexing and rippling with desire as his wife sucked him dry. That would be incredible to watch, and by the look on Alana’s face, she could picture such an event too. What a surprise this evening was turning out to be.
“We’re having a wonderful time. These parties are always memorable, Killian.” As Alana spoke, her eyes drifted over Killian’s six foot tall frame, and back up to meet his assessing green eyes. When their gazes collided, Doug could almost see sparks crackling in the air around them, and his cock hardened in his pants until he had to fidget to give his erection more room. He took the opportunity before it slipped away, and wrapped his arm around the curve of Alana’s waist, drawing her even closer between the two men.
“Actually Killian, Alana was just commenting that she wanted to enjoy the party a little more tonight.”
Doug watched Killian’s eyes flame at the implication, and his own cock throbbed in response. Could he actually do this? Could he fuck Alana in front of these people? The answering electrical current pulsing through his body was the only confirmation he needed to know he absolutely could do that and more. Alana’s heavy-lidded gaze was a potent aphrodisiac, but when paired with Killian’s commanding masculinity, it made Doug dizzy with need.
Killian didn’t hide his charisma or his flirty nature; he openly charmed both sexes. Doug had never seen him with another man, nor had he ever blatantly asked him if he was bisexual, but there were rumors. Everyone knew he was open to anything when it came to sex. Hell, how many times had they swapped stories while they waited to tee off on the golf course? Doug had no problem sharing the kinky things he and Alana liked to try in the privacy of their own home, and Killian encouraged him to give every salacious detail. Perhaps there was more to his interest than pure, perverted male curiosity.
“Really? Is there some way I could be of assistance in making all your desires come true, Alana?” Killian’s silky smooth baritone voice rippled through Doug’s chest, and he heard Alana’s sharp intake of breath.
Her eyes darted to meet Doug’s, and he smiled reassuringly at his wife. If they were going to do this, they were going in with their eyes open. “I believe she’d like you to watch to begin with.”
Killian stepped a little closer to the two of them and lowered his voice, directing his next question to Alana, “I’ll only ask this once, but I have to ask. Would you like to stay here, or go into one of the bedrooms where we have more privacy?”
The ultimate question in Doug’s mind was whether or not she actually wanted to put on a show for the entire bevy of strangers in the room, or just for Killian. The air around them grew tense as Alana considered her first foray into exhibitionism.
“I believe I’d prefer to throw caution to the wind tonight. Will you help me?” she said softly as she stared up into Killian’s face.
“Be sure, love; exhibitionism is like a drug, once you begin, well…”
Killian’s words faded off as a blush of pink stained Alana’s pale, white skin. She only hesitated a moment before she gave a short, sharp nod and whispered, “I’m sure.”
The smile that spread across Killian’s face was heart-stopping, for Doug, so he could only imagine how Alana’s body responded. “I would be honored to watch.”
About the AuthorLori King is an everyday woman, born and raised right smack in the middle of the country in the ever-conservative state of Kansas. She juggles three sons, a husband, a dog, a turtle, and way too many extra-curricular activities to mention.
Writing is a way of stepping outside of the real world, and embracing something new and different for her. A hopeless romantic, she spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories while always looking for the happily ever after.
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