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She pulled the hairbrush out of her posy, and began to run the handle across her seam. The guys across the way they were hooting and hollering. One looked to another with a look that said Holy shit! I don't know what they were expecting, but a sex show like this wasn’t it.

My ex plunged the hairbrush back in and pushed it as high as she could go. She held it there for what seemed forever, and really moved her ass up and down to get it as far as she could. She was really panting at this point, and I knew she was close to cumming.

She took her leg off the window ledge, still with the hairbrush in her pussy, and started to turn around. I didn't say a word. I wanted to see what she would do when she saw she had a bigger audience.

She was still moving the hairbrush in and out when she fully turned around – and then got a look at 4 sets of eyes all staring at her pussy. She froze – and they all cheered when she locked eyes with them. She just screamed out “ There’s more of them!!” And she began to cum as hard as ever. Her mouth went wide open, her eyes closed tight, and she began to bend over forward at the waist. She rubbed her clit while she pushed the hairbrush in ever further. She let out such a guttural sound I was sure the entire neighborhood could hear her. She continued bending at the waist, and then she had another orgasm jolt through her body and she shot back up. The look on her face was complete surrender to being exposed and cumming in front of a bigger group of strangers.

She dropped to her knees, now almost out of view from the guys watching her. You could see her head shaking as she finished cumming. She was still on her knees, hands on the floor, and the guys across the way began to clap and start to walk away thinking it was finished. Her repeat customer motioned them to stay. He knew there would be more.

My ex was still on her knees, and straightened up a bit. She crawled over to me and grabbed me by the belt. She fumbled unbuckling my belt as she was in such a hurry to get to my dick. I looked at the guys and they were back in the room. They were going to see a real sex show – not just someone masturbating. Someone was getting fucked right in front of them. I saw that two of them were holding beers – it was like this was in some club and my ex wife was today’s feature performer.

I looked down at my ex wife. She was now among five clothed guys and she was the only one naked. She got my pants off and was about to pull my briefs down when he said, “Make it rough! Use me in front of those guys! Rough!” She wanted to be seen as a fuck toy, and I was only too happy to oblige.

With that, I grabbed her by the hair and moved us to the center of the window. I took my dick in my hand and slapped her face with it . I did that a few times, and you could see pre cum splatter over her. I looked across the way and there was no movement. Those four guys were fixed on my dick on my ex wife’s face. I looked down at her said “ Open “. She did, and I shoved my cock in her mouth. Not a little, but all the way in.

She gagged a bit and pulled back. I took her hair and pulled her head back on my cock. I moved her head back and forth. She wasn't giving me a blowjob; I was giving her a face fucking. As I pulled her head back and forth, the guys across the way were open mouthed and pointing. I thought I could make out one of them saying, ‘”What a fucking c*nt. Fuck her face, that little b*tch”. I was getting off on my performance as well.

I pushed her face all the way to my pubic hair and held her face there. She started gagging and I still left her here. She struggled a bit, and then I pulled her off. Spit and saliva poured out all over her face, chin, and spilled onto her tits. She said to me, “ Wipe it all over my face!’ She wasn’t just the star performer, she was now the director of this sex show as well.

Again, I was only too happy to oblige. I took my very wet cock and wiped it all over her face. She stayed on her knees as I held her by her hair. I moved her head all around my cock as I used her face like a dishrag. The guys across the way were drooling. They were watching some woman get used and abused – all in public!

As I was finishing, my ex looked up and said, “ Now fuck me from behind!” I stopped with the face painting, and she got up and turned length wise. I went behind her and she said, “Make sure they can see your dick moving in and out!”

I didn't want to disappoint my director, so I shoved in. I didn’t move my hips –but like her sucking my cock, I pushed and pulled her hips back and forth. She was bent over, with one hand on the window ledge to hold her up. Her face was clearly visible in the window, and she could see the guys as clear as day. “ I think they like the show!”, she said, and told me to slap her ass, which I did – a few times.

She looked back at me, smiled and said, “ I want to face the widow!. So I pulled her around so she was looking directly at the guys. She was looking them eye to eye as she was getting fucked. I could see these guys clearer now. There looked to be about mid 30’s, a bit rough looking, and by what it looked like they were saying let me know we didn't want to meet them. I could see them saying, “ Fuck her”, Fuck that b*tch”, and ‘Give it to her”. They were clearly thinking this was some kind of Times Square show. This wasn’t someone’s neighbor’s wife, it was some c*nt on the stage.

As my ex wife looking at them, she began to talk to them, not that they could hear her.

“ Give it to me! Fuck me like a wh*r*! Give me your big cock” I could hear it, and that was all that mattered. At this point, the guys across the way couldn't take it anymore. One by one they pulled their dicks out and began to jack off. My ex saw it and yelled , “They’re all doing it! All of them are jerking off! I got all of them hard!! Oh God, this is so great!” She stated grunting and kept looking out the window, saying cum for me and fuck me, all lo0king at four guys jerking off to her naked body and being fucked.

She turned her head to look at me and said, “ Let me know when you have to cum!” I knew what that meant. She wanted me to cum over her and finish the performance the right way. I looked across the way and these guys were pressed against the window, stroking their cocks. My ex’s face was in direct line with their cocks, and it felt like we were in a gang bang with four guys about to shoot all over my wife’s face. With that, one of the guys started to cum, and it sprayed all over the window. Then each of the others came in unison, spraying all over the place and over the window. Their cum dripped down the window pane and it was it was like they came all over my ex wife’s face.

That was enough for me. I told me ex I had to cum right now. I stopped fucking her and moved to her face. I almost got in front of her when I started jerking my cock all over the place. Within a second, I sprayed all over her face, her hair, tits,, everywhere. She was covered with white sticky stuff as I gave her everything I had and more.

When I finished, she took my cock and licked it clean. Then she stood up and began to scoop cum off her face and put it in her mouth. She took the remaining from her face and rubbed it all over her tits and stomach. The guys across the street were mesmerized. When she finished licking herself clean, she waved good bye, turned and walked away. I pulled the window shade down and the show was over. For the rest of that night, we made love and laughed about what we did.

The next day was Friday, and I told my wife we should go away for the weekend. We both got home from work about 6PM, and we went to Belmar in the Jersey Shore to a hotel we liked. We spent the weekend relaxing, not doing anything out of the ordinary from a sex perspective. We had done a lot in the past few day to last us for awhile.

When we got back for the work week, that Monday night my ex was having dinner with a girlfriend. I was coming home from work and decided to grab a beer a local place near the house. It was pretty empty, just two guys at one end. I sat down the bar from them.

I ordered a beer and thought about what we did. I kind of had a smile on my face and wondered if and when we would di it again. Then I heard talk from the other end of the bar, and it wasn’t good. They were talking about watching some woman get fucked in a window. They were talking about my ex wife’s performance.

“You should have saw her”, one guy said to the bartender. “ That little sl*t was getting face fucked, she was taking his dick like there was no tomorrow!.She was such a little tramp!” The other spoke, “ She was so open. Everyone could see. You have to love a b*tch like that! Taking that load on her face. What a show!”

That didn't sound to bad, I thought. They were just admiring her performance. Then one guys said, “ We have to find out what apartment she’s in. Pay her a little visit. “ The bartender spoke up, “Don't worry,. We’ll find out, You can’t keep a secret like that for too long. And when you do, make sure you guys let me know. I’d definitely fuck a c*nt like that!.

Okay, now this was getting serious. I left a tip on the bar, said good bye and left. I didn’t want to let the guys see my face on the chance they would recognize me. I went home and waited for my wife. I had to tell her this and we had to come up with a plan.

When she got home, she had a troubled look on her face. I asked her what was wrong. She said there was some creepy guy who seemed to be hanging around the building. As she came up to the place, he kind of looked at her and then walked away. She said he gave her the creeps. Then I told her about the guys at the bar.

At that moment we both realized we had gone way too far. We had an audience and now we had audience members who wanted to be up close and personal. I traveled for business, and began worrying what they would do if I wasn’t home. I then thought about the pictures she gave to those guys. Who had them? How many people saw them? Did they make copies? Even black and white xeroxes would still be bad.We didn't want to run into them either.

My wife and I made the decision to move – quickly. We were all ready planning to move to New Jersey in a few months at the end of her school year. That wasn’t quick enough for me. I called a friend of mine who owed a few two flats about five miles away. I told him what was going on – that some guy was threatening my wife ( I left out the sex part), and he told me he had place that was open. The next morning I called my landlord, let them know what was gong on – again, without the sex part – and told him we had to leave. We were out of that place in three days, and we never saw any of those guys again. Our commute had changed, so I was pretty sure we wouldn't run into those guys from the bus either.

The fear we felt over this whole thing really shook us. It shook us to the point that our sex like went back to your basic stuff. No performances, no sex under boardwalks, no masturbating her in movie theaters. Heck, I think we didn't do any different positions other than missionary for a while. She didn’t want that inner sl*t demon to come back out, that seemed to make her become a complete and utter wh*r* instead of the good girl she tried so hard to be.

This went on for a little more than two years, until we had the night with her former student in the drive in. And I think that happed because she just couldn’t keep that inner sl*t demon under wraps any longer.