Three Nights in Hamburg
By Airshow
THE PROLOGUE
It was late summer in 1992, in a hot and humid Germany. My wife and I had come to Europe on business - specifically to attend a world aviation conference - but that had ended, and we were now free for two weeks to relax and vacation.
Janine was in her late 30's and I was in my early 40's. I was starting to put on a few pounds but was not terribly out of shape. Janine on the other hand looked as if she had just graduated from high school. She had a few lines around her face, but her 5'7 128 pound body was packed just as tight as the day I met her. Her 34 B breasts were fuller, and her nipples over the years became even more pronounced and harder. Her greatest features I thought was her tight ass, and her nipples. The first time I had seen her protruding nipples, I was in love. Over the years she just got better. Maybe its just a man getting on in age, but I thought that she was twice the woman now at almost 40, than when she had turned 20.
We had travelled by rental car to Hamburg, her thinking I wanted us to spent time in the great museums, I actually wanting to check out what I had heard about all my life. The Rapeerbaun and St. Pauli street. These streets are the international equivalent of any of the best red light and sex show districts in the worlds great cities.
My wife had not lead the sheltered or cloistered life, but she did not live on the edge either. Up until that time, no nude beaches, no strip poker with friends after having had one to many drinks, or no sexy dresses to turn the attention of a man to her feminine charms. She was always dressed well, looked great, but just never intentionally dressed to give a man the opportunity to look twice. I had hoped that somehow the international locale, along with some just downright in your face sex shows, would loosen her up a bit.
We checked into a hotel (The VIP Hotel) which is on a side street from the strip, but only about 30 or 40 feet down . We checked in by day, and the area looked like any other street in any busy downtown district. Janine could tell that it was the entertainment area, but without the bright flashing neon lights of the night life, she didn't give it a second thought.
After a local supper, I suggested that we go back to the room, shower and spend the evening walking along the local streets. I had sex on my mind, she had window shopping. , Prior to leaving for Europe, I had hidden in my luggage a dress and accessories that I had hoped I could convince her to wear. It was a hard sell. The dress was not too modest, nor too flashy. It was white, thin and stretchy came to mid thigh, had a scooped neck, and a deep plunging back. I convinced her that being a hot and humid evening, she would be very comfortable and that in the dark of the evening, no one would be able to see through it anyway. Was I ever wrong.
A bra would be impossible because of the deep back. Her French cut panties were close enough to being thongs that I was one happy camper. Our little tour of the area took us into various sex stores, adult book stores and small bars. I was desperately hoping that we would not come across a mirror as Janine made quite a site. Her white dress clung to every curve of her body, the humidity making it seemed glued into place. Her nipples stood out like bullets. The fit of the dress even highlighted her pubic mound.
The sex show clubs in the area used barkers, enticing the public to enter their premises. One approached my wife as we passed, and engaged her. Janine was almost speechless as the gentleman, in his best broken English told her of the various shows and acts that one could watch. I gently nudged my wife down the sidewalk, knowing that this was not her idea of a nights entertainment. She resisted just as gently. My wife asked what performances go on in his club. The shill at first was quiet. he looked deep into her eyes and fumbled with the glossy photos he had in one hand. One was held up and he said, 'fucking, lots of fucking madam.' With that he held out the glossy.
'33 centimeters' he whispered at her. Janine looked at it. There, much like the glossy's you see of strippers in American bars, was a shot of a young man in a doctors outfit, only with one difference. Sticking out of the green scrubs was a cock that easily must have been 11 inches. Yes, we'll have a look she nervously said. As my cock twitched I thought that tonight might not be such a big disappointment.
Janine and I were seated at a booth off to one side from the stage. The room was arranged similar to the tiered arrangement that dinner theaters use in Florida. Each booth gave a touch of privacy, (but not too much) and each level was elevated a little higher than the one before. We had had a few after dinner drinks earlier, but I needed to get a few drinks into Janine to keep her attitude going. Wine would do the trick.
Within 10 minutes the first act started. The custuming was a bit hokey, and the story line thin, but the idea was to get out of the clothes and start the sex, not to win an Oscar.
Out of the corner of my eye I would watch to see how Janine would react to all of this. Never in her life, or mine for that matter, had she seen two real people, take off their clothes and start to have oral sex, within 30 feet of her nose. After 10 minutes her chest was starting to get flushed. Within 15 minutes of starting, the two young performers, both well built and tanned, started to fuck in every conceivable position. Her chest was starting to heave. The performance was having an effect on her. Every position by the performers was designed for maximum exposure. My Janine's eyes were riveted to this young man's thrusting cock. I placed my hand on her leg. This is going to be a great evening.
The Men's room, The Alley, and The Hotel
Several more acts came on the next hour. With every intermission I ordered another wine and Janine kept asked about the 'guy with the big cock,' making reference to the glossy she had seen out front. They're probably saving him for the last performance I conjectured. Janine was now getting turned on, her breathing was heavy, she squirmed in the booth, and I had managed pull one of her shoulder straps off to one side. Her nipples were now on display through the material of the dress as the humidity and her slight perspiration made the dress almost see through. The dress was clinging to her like Saran wrap. I wondered if she would ask to leave if she knew how much of her breasts one could see.
More acts and more wine. Janine's dress was starting to rise well above her thighs because of her movements. Half way through one act, she turned, leaned and whispered that she was really wet.
'What do you mean wet', I asked.
'My pussy is wet, I'm horny, what do you think I mean?'
Sitting to her left, meant that the only hand I had to go exploring with, without being too obvious, was my left. I turned into her and started to roam. I found not only dampness, but actual liquid. Her panties were soaked. Never in my life had I felt her that wet. I have also never felt her pussy lips that engorged in all of our years of marriage. I asked how she could even close her legs with a swollen pussy like hers. She relaxed a little and let her legs open. 'Where's the big cocked guy?' she whispered.
The beers I had been drinking were having an effect and I excused myself to go to the can. The entrance to the men's room was just to the right of the stage, and entering I found it odd that the door had been removed. From the urinals, one could look over ones shoulder and see the stage with the performers. Washing up, the other person there was one of the earlier performers. We struck up a conversation while washing our hands. For no reason that I can think of I asked if they ever have amateur nights? 'Are you interested in performing' he asked smiling. No I assured him, 'But my wife is randy enough that I'm sure that she'd go up'. We chuckled and left it at that. As I returned I could see Janine running her hand slowly up one leg. I slid into the booth Janine pulled out her top. Her tit was clearly in view. A appreciative whistle came from a table of young men. She looked surprised thinking only I would have been able to see.
During an intermission the young man that I had met in the men's room was circulating through the room, and as he passed he recognized me and stopped at the table. He slipped into the booth, on the other side of me, and slid over to Janine. He looked at me and said, 'What we were talking about earlier' he said, 'can be arranged.' Apologizing that I hadn't introduced my wife, and wanting to slyly change the subject, I introduced Janine to him. He said his name is Gerhardt, but we should call him Gerry. Over the next 10 minutes we struck up a conversation and soon chatted like we were old long lost friends. He seemed to saddle up next to Janine, and she did not seem to mind. When Janine asked him about his job, he said as with most of the performers, he is in university, and is doing this to make a few dollars. The lights dimmed, and the next act started.
The few times that we have watched XXX videos, Janine has always liked when a young lady uses a dildo. The act on stage, was three women all using dildos on each other. I knew the effect that this would have on Janine.
I turned slightly away from the two of them, pretending to concentrate on the show. Within minutes I could tell that his hand was on her thigh. Now and then they would lean into each other and whisper, probably something about the women on stage. It wasn't until I heard Janine let out an audible sigh, that I actually turned to have a good look. Gerry's hand had found her pantied cunt. She was leaning back into him slightly, and had her hands placed in her lap as if to hide the goings on. His hand movement gave everything away. It looked like he was going to bring this lady to orgasm. I don't know if he was outside of her panties, or in, but I'm sure that the little bit of fabric that covered her crotch, was either inside of her lips, or well pulled aside. Janine realized the situation and leaned forward and whispered that she needed to go to the ladies. As she straightened herself, Gerry said I'll show you the way, I have to go myself. The ladies was on the other side of the stage from the men's, and they headed down the side aisle together. In the dim light Janine was a sight to behold. Her panties , which had hiked into the crack of her ass, were very visible under her dress. Outside the men's, as Janine was about to carry on to the ladies, Gerry grabbed her hand and playfully pulled as if to get her into the men's. She was laughing, and a bit of discussion took place. I was astounded when I saw her look quickly around, and follow him into the men's. I needed to see this.
Waiting a few minutes, I made my way down to the washroom, not knowing what I might find. A few other men, who either saw what had happened, or just needed relief, were on their way as well. I slowly turned into the men's. Instantly my dick grew as I saw Janine standing behind Gerry at the urinal. She had her arms around his waist, her head placed on his back and her hands held onto his cock. She was aiming his pee into the urinal. His arms were behind him, and had grab her ass as best he could and had slid her dress up around the top of her ass, and was massaging her naked cheeks. She had her eyes closed. Just standing around a men's room looks suspicious, but there was nothing anyone could do to pretend to be busy, so we just watched.
The man in the next urinal took the liberty to reach over and grab a handful of ass, but Gerry had most of the flesh tied up. As he peed, she was slowly stroking his cock, almost lovingly.
Janine helped tuck his cock in, but left his zipper open. He turned slowly and kissed her. It wasn't a romantic kiss, one that you give your loved one on Valentine's day, but instead was one of hunger, lust and passion. His hand roamed her ass, her back, and even got a shoulder strap down so that one breast was almost visible. He slowly moved her back. He edged her slowly towards one of the stalls, all while locked in a deep kiss. As she backed into it, he was heard to say, 'I thought you had to go too?' She would never pee in front of someone else. Never I thought. Several of us moved to a better viewing spot. The swing door could not close properly because of Gerry's position. He coaxed Janine down, and as he did he raised her dress to just under her tits. As she lowered herself, she pulled down her panties. She spread her knees, and most of us watching saw her big juicy cunt, unleash an evenings worth of drinking. She sighed. Gerry plopped out his cock and held it close to her nose. One scent of his manliness and Janine lost no time in stuffing as much of it as she could in her mouth. She licked, she slobbered, she deep throated, she was lost in lust. Janine has very seldom brought me off using just her mouth, but this situation might be different. Gerry grabbed his cock and started stroking, helping her to jack him off. Would she swallow him, or let him spew all over her body knowing that the clean-up might leave tell tale stains on the dress.
Gerry's other hand pulled the top of the dress down over her one tit, pulled on her nipples, all while still jacking off into her mouth with the other. Her one hand had found her swollen clit, and she was frigging herself to an orgasm. We all watched. Three guys in the men's now had thrown all caution to the wind and stepped closer to watch my wife sitting on a toilet, panties around her ankles, swollen cunt and cunt lips, tit and nipple on display, blowing a perfect stranger in the men's room. They were there to watch and she was there to let them. Janine and Gerry both erupted at about the same time. Janine didn't bat an eye as he arched forward to unload. Her hands found his ass and pulled him in. Very little of his cock was visible. It always amazes me how a woman can take in so much cock. You could hear the soft moans emitting from her throat as she sucked him dry. I doubt that she even tasted it.
I exited and waited at the table. She exited, and a minute later Gerry emerged but headed towards the backstage area. She had that glazed well fucked look. Every eye was on her tits or ass as she made her way through the room.
We saw a few more shows and did stay long enough to see the big cocked guy. As we we're both tremendously horny, we left to walk back to the hotel.
The Alley
I cut through the alley behind the main street, to have a pee on the way back. In passing she alluded to how she wished she could do that, it would make life easier for a woman. I said you can, I'll show you. Now this was not a dark alley, in a deserted part of town where the chances of being seen are nil. Janine was anxious about this but her bladder was more anxious and won the decision. Along one wall of a building, was an old steel door that served as a delivery entrance. Jutting out into the alley, from the door and on either side, was a large steel railing. I brought Janine up to and facing the railing. Telling her to put her trust in me, I asked her to lean back into me, and put one leg at a time onto the lower railing. I then reached for her dress, and pulled it up to her waist.
'Spread your legs.'
Having just enough reach, I pulled the crotch of her very wet panties away from her cunt. Just as I thought she was about to protest, the cool night air hit her cunt, and the eroticness of the moment sunk in, she let loose a stream of pee that would put the men to shame. She leaned her head back on my shoulder and said, 'I've been a naughty girl tonight.' I reassured her that I knew, and that it didn't matter.
Two young men had started down the alley from the other end and were aware of our presence. I told her to stop peeing. 'Keep your eyes closed and I'll tell you what is happening.' Janine stopped peeing, which is in itself a feat. As the men approached I asked her to start relieving herself again. My cock rose and strained in between her ass cheeks as she let out another stream. The young men could clearly see what was happening. I took one hand and started rubbing her tits through the dress. Her nipples sprang to life. The men stopped to watch, and as she finished peeing I pulled one side of her dress down over her tit. I rubbed her nipple fiercely. I whispered in her ear. The men are watching you. They see your cunt lips, your tit, and your big nipple.
'Let them see' she replied. I lowered her dress over her pussy, covered her boob, and she stepped off the railing. Not yet letting her go, I reach down and under her dress and pulled off her panties. I stuck them in my back pocket and we were off once again to the hotel. The German young men called 'Danke, Danke' repeatedly as we left. My cock was thanking her too.
The Hotel
The VIP Hotel was a typical small German hotel in that services and facilities were shut down after 11:00 PM. I went to the front desk to ask for our key, and inquired if the sauna room was still open. I had always wanted to get blown in a sauna and with Janine state of mind, I was going to take advantage of every situation.
I don't think that any hotel would have a sauna at 1:30 in the morning, so disappointed we made our way up the stairs to our first floor room. Approaching the room I gave her the key knowing that she hated those old type locks and would have a difficulty in opening the room. That gave me time to stand behind her, pull up her dress, get on my knees and worship her ass. What if someone comes she asked. I told her the only one about to come was me. I spent a glorious minute feeling, licking, kissing and kneading her buns. She was still wet, still swollen and still very horny. As she opened the room I stood in the hallway and said 'Dare me?'
I had my pant button undone and was lowering my fly. She said nothing. I lowered my pants and kicked them into the room. I lowered my shorts and hung them on the end of my rigid cock. I pulled off my shirt without undoing more than one or two buttons. I lay on the floor (German hotels usually have Persian type carpet down the hall) with my head just inside our room and asked her to get on. Someone walking down the hall would see my stomach, cock and legs. After not much convincing, she got on her knees and started to crawl over to my cock. I told that the horniness of the situation might make it that I could come in her mouth. No problem. See engulfed my member, and immediately deep throated it to the root. Struggling with not trying to come, I worked on getting her dress off. I nearly came just watching when she stood up, dropped her dress and walked down the hall to the open stairwell. She slowly walked back, pulling her nipples as she went, or came, depending on your view. She stood over me, knelt, and sat on my member. There we were, fucking like kids in the hallway of a hotel.
Not wanting to waste the moment, we got up, closed the door and checked out the bed. Having either a tiny bladder, or just having too much to drink, I needed relief again. Janine was lying on the bed when I re-entered the room, legs spread and two fingers in her pussy. I have only seen a pussy swollen this much on very few occasions, and the thought of this alone was enough to make me come looking at her. Needing a little fresh air I opened one of the two windows. Three young, loud and very ***** young men were approaching along the sidewalk. They look like sailors or navy guys I mumbled. Janine got up to see. She stood behind me, using me as a shield from the view of the street. As they approached, one looked up and saw us both. Being on the first floor, the distance was not that great, and a lively exchange started. I was raised in Germany for a few years and speak a little broken German. One said to the others, 'Look, a little freulein'.
Bantering back and forth for a few minutes, one then said 'Let's have a look little lady.'
Janine was immediately behind, holding on to both of my arms and peeking around my side. They kept up the pressure. Finally Janine stepped a little to the side. Now one breast was visible to the street. Her nipples began to pout. They quieted down, concentrating on what pleasure they might receive. I moved to my left, brought my right arm behind and around Janine, and moved her to the front of me. Her upper body was on display. It was so quiet, you could hear the traffic lights change. She leaned back into me, arched her back and closed her eyes. I started to play with her swollen nipples. Several minutes passed, I moved her forward, pressured her upper body over the window, she placed her hands on the window ledge, and her breasts were swinging outside. I moved forward against her naked cunt. Being naked, I could just start to fuck her. Would she allow that. One of the men then asked for more. They all chimed in. A little more please. I don't think she felt me move away.
In the room were two wooden straight back chairs. Not much for comfort, but exactly right for what I needed. I placed the chair beside Janine. I moved her over to the side a bit, and placed the chair, with the back into the room, in front of the window. All along she had had her eyes closed, and was massaging her breasts and nipples. I slowly turned, asked me to trust me, and told her to step onto the chair. She step up and I immediately bent her forward. She grabbed the back of the chair. Her large swollen pussy was on display. Her clit was easily the size of her nipples. I started to play with her cunt I looked down to see their reaction. They were mesmerized. I inserted two fingers, Janine let out a sigh. I inserted four fingers, the wetness flowed out from her inner depth. I managed to get five fingers into her pussy. I started fist fucking her, knowing that this has never happened in her life. It's a wonder no other people came along. It would have been quite the show.
Janine leaned back, her new found exhibitionist tendencies wanting to exploit the opportunity. Don't fall I cautioned.
'You have to fuck me.'
I pulled away, grabbed the other chair, set it up beside her and stood tall and proud. Now I am usually modest, (not because of size) but this felt strangely right. I turned her sideways, grabbed her tits and rammed my prick into her cunt. It felt like a super hot sauna. The heat and the wetness made it all that much more erotic. I half expected the men to try to climb up the outside to get a bit, but they were still in awe, and stood silently and appreciatively. I didn't think I would last long in view of the fact that I was fucking my wife in front of an open window on a somewhat main street in Hamburg. I pounded her cunt and with each longer and harder thrust, she cried for more. I slapped her ass. She cried, 'harder, longer faster, harder, longer, faster.'
She turned and leaned as far was possible towards the ledge and stared at the young men. Just loud enough to hear, she said, 'He's fucking me, he's fucking me.' Over and over.
I had no control over my wife or the events. If she had wanted to invite the young men up, I wouldn't have been able to stop her. Within 10 minutes I had dumped my load. When Janine and I are usually done with sex, the desire leaves. This time she disengaged, and with come running out of her, turned around and took my cock into her mouth. She was not kneeling on the chair, but had her legs straight, and was bent at the waist. Her pussy lips again were peeking out from her thighs. I honestly did not have much left and it was more of the show that I think she was after. She turned to the men and with a big grin said good night. We retired well satisfied.
We spent two more nights in Hamburg. If there is an interest, I will contribute those. I knew that Janine would get turned on after watching sex at the clubs, so I worked the next two nights events around the clubs. The events include: Janine and I being invited to an after club closing time party at Gerry's apartment, Janine riding in the back seat with me and a young dancer on the way to a party and getting gasoline, Janine being asked to go on stage with Gerry, and an evening spent at a private club where the action is not on stage.
By Airshow
THE PROLOGUE
It was late summer in 1992, in a hot and humid Germany. My wife and I had come to Europe on business - specifically to attend a world aviation conference - but that had ended, and we were now free for two weeks to relax and vacation.
Janine was in her late 30's and I was in my early 40's. I was starting to put on a few pounds but was not terribly out of shape. Janine on the other hand looked as if she had just graduated from high school. She had a few lines around her face, but her 5'7 128 pound body was packed just as tight as the day I met her. Her 34 B breasts were fuller, and her nipples over the years became even more pronounced and harder. Her greatest features I thought was her tight ass, and her nipples. The first time I had seen her protruding nipples, I was in love. Over the years she just got better. Maybe its just a man getting on in age, but I thought that she was twice the woman now at almost 40, than when she had turned 20.
We had travelled by rental car to Hamburg, her thinking I wanted us to spent time in the great museums, I actually wanting to check out what I had heard about all my life. The Rapeerbaun and St. Pauli street. These streets are the international equivalent of any of the best red light and sex show districts in the worlds great cities.
My wife had not lead the sheltered or cloistered life, but she did not live on the edge either. Up until that time, no nude beaches, no strip poker with friends after having had one to many drinks, or no sexy dresses to turn the attention of a man to her feminine charms. She was always dressed well, looked great, but just never intentionally dressed to give a man the opportunity to look twice. I had hoped that somehow the international locale, along with some just downright in your face sex shows, would loosen her up a bit.
We checked into a hotel (The VIP Hotel) which is on a side street from the strip, but only about 30 or 40 feet down . We checked in by day, and the area looked like any other street in any busy downtown district. Janine could tell that it was the entertainment area, but without the bright flashing neon lights of the night life, she didn't give it a second thought.
After a local supper, I suggested that we go back to the room, shower and spend the evening walking along the local streets. I had sex on my mind, she had window shopping. , Prior to leaving for Europe, I had hidden in my luggage a dress and accessories that I had hoped I could convince her to wear. It was a hard sell. The dress was not too modest, nor too flashy. It was white, thin and stretchy came to mid thigh, had a scooped neck, and a deep plunging back. I convinced her that being a hot and humid evening, she would be very comfortable and that in the dark of the evening, no one would be able to see through it anyway. Was I ever wrong.
A bra would be impossible because of the deep back. Her French cut panties were close enough to being thongs that I was one happy camper. Our little tour of the area took us into various sex stores, adult book stores and small bars. I was desperately hoping that we would not come across a mirror as Janine made quite a site. Her white dress clung to every curve of her body, the humidity making it seemed glued into place. Her nipples stood out like bullets. The fit of the dress even highlighted her pubic mound.
The sex show clubs in the area used barkers, enticing the public to enter their premises. One approached my wife as we passed, and engaged her. Janine was almost speechless as the gentleman, in his best broken English told her of the various shows and acts that one could watch. I gently nudged my wife down the sidewalk, knowing that this was not her idea of a nights entertainment. She resisted just as gently. My wife asked what performances go on in his club. The shill at first was quiet. he looked deep into her eyes and fumbled with the glossy photos he had in one hand. One was held up and he said, 'fucking, lots of fucking madam.' With that he held out the glossy.
'33 centimeters' he whispered at her. Janine looked at it. There, much like the glossy's you see of strippers in American bars, was a shot of a young man in a doctors outfit, only with one difference. Sticking out of the green scrubs was a cock that easily must have been 11 inches. Yes, we'll have a look she nervously said. As my cock twitched I thought that tonight might not be such a big disappointment.
Janine and I were seated at a booth off to one side from the stage. The room was arranged similar to the tiered arrangement that dinner theaters use in Florida. Each booth gave a touch of privacy, (but not too much) and each level was elevated a little higher than the one before. We had had a few after dinner drinks earlier, but I needed to get a few drinks into Janine to keep her attitude going. Wine would do the trick.
Within 10 minutes the first act started. The custuming was a bit hokey, and the story line thin, but the idea was to get out of the clothes and start the sex, not to win an Oscar.
Out of the corner of my eye I would watch to see how Janine would react to all of this. Never in her life, or mine for that matter, had she seen two real people, take off their clothes and start to have oral sex, within 30 feet of her nose. After 10 minutes her chest was starting to get flushed. Within 15 minutes of starting, the two young performers, both well built and tanned, started to fuck in every conceivable position. Her chest was starting to heave. The performance was having an effect on her. Every position by the performers was designed for maximum exposure. My Janine's eyes were riveted to this young man's thrusting cock. I placed my hand on her leg. This is going to be a great evening.
The Men's room, The Alley, and The Hotel
Several more acts came on the next hour. With every intermission I ordered another wine and Janine kept asked about the 'guy with the big cock,' making reference to the glossy she had seen out front. They're probably saving him for the last performance I conjectured. Janine was now getting turned on, her breathing was heavy, she squirmed in the booth, and I had managed pull one of her shoulder straps off to one side. Her nipples were now on display through the material of the dress as the humidity and her slight perspiration made the dress almost see through. The dress was clinging to her like Saran wrap. I wondered if she would ask to leave if she knew how much of her breasts one could see.
More acts and more wine. Janine's dress was starting to rise well above her thighs because of her movements. Half way through one act, she turned, leaned and whispered that she was really wet.
'What do you mean wet', I asked.
'My pussy is wet, I'm horny, what do you think I mean?'
Sitting to her left, meant that the only hand I had to go exploring with, without being too obvious, was my left. I turned into her and started to roam. I found not only dampness, but actual liquid. Her panties were soaked. Never in my life had I felt her that wet. I have also never felt her pussy lips that engorged in all of our years of marriage. I asked how she could even close her legs with a swollen pussy like hers. She relaxed a little and let her legs open. 'Where's the big cocked guy?' she whispered.
The beers I had been drinking were having an effect and I excused myself to go to the can. The entrance to the men's room was just to the right of the stage, and entering I found it odd that the door had been removed. From the urinals, one could look over ones shoulder and see the stage with the performers. Washing up, the other person there was one of the earlier performers. We struck up a conversation while washing our hands. For no reason that I can think of I asked if they ever have amateur nights? 'Are you interested in performing' he asked smiling. No I assured him, 'But my wife is randy enough that I'm sure that she'd go up'. We chuckled and left it at that. As I returned I could see Janine running her hand slowly up one leg. I slid into the booth Janine pulled out her top. Her tit was clearly in view. A appreciative whistle came from a table of young men. She looked surprised thinking only I would have been able to see.
During an intermission the young man that I had met in the men's room was circulating through the room, and as he passed he recognized me and stopped at the table. He slipped into the booth, on the other side of me, and slid over to Janine. He looked at me and said, 'What we were talking about earlier' he said, 'can be arranged.' Apologizing that I hadn't introduced my wife, and wanting to slyly change the subject, I introduced Janine to him. He said his name is Gerhardt, but we should call him Gerry. Over the next 10 minutes we struck up a conversation and soon chatted like we were old long lost friends. He seemed to saddle up next to Janine, and she did not seem to mind. When Janine asked him about his job, he said as with most of the performers, he is in university, and is doing this to make a few dollars. The lights dimmed, and the next act started.
The few times that we have watched XXX videos, Janine has always liked when a young lady uses a dildo. The act on stage, was three women all using dildos on each other. I knew the effect that this would have on Janine.
I turned slightly away from the two of them, pretending to concentrate on the show. Within minutes I could tell that his hand was on her thigh. Now and then they would lean into each other and whisper, probably something about the women on stage. It wasn't until I heard Janine let out an audible sigh, that I actually turned to have a good look. Gerry's hand had found her pantied cunt. She was leaning back into him slightly, and had her hands placed in her lap as if to hide the goings on. His hand movement gave everything away. It looked like he was going to bring this lady to orgasm. I don't know if he was outside of her panties, or in, but I'm sure that the little bit of fabric that covered her crotch, was either inside of her lips, or well pulled aside. Janine realized the situation and leaned forward and whispered that she needed to go to the ladies. As she straightened herself, Gerry said I'll show you the way, I have to go myself. The ladies was on the other side of the stage from the men's, and they headed down the side aisle together. In the dim light Janine was a sight to behold. Her panties , which had hiked into the crack of her ass, were very visible under her dress. Outside the men's, as Janine was about to carry on to the ladies, Gerry grabbed her hand and playfully pulled as if to get her into the men's. She was laughing, and a bit of discussion took place. I was astounded when I saw her look quickly around, and follow him into the men's. I needed to see this.
Waiting a few minutes, I made my way down to the washroom, not knowing what I might find. A few other men, who either saw what had happened, or just needed relief, were on their way as well. I slowly turned into the men's. Instantly my dick grew as I saw Janine standing behind Gerry at the urinal. She had her arms around his waist, her head placed on his back and her hands held onto his cock. She was aiming his pee into the urinal. His arms were behind him, and had grab her ass as best he could and had slid her dress up around the top of her ass, and was massaging her naked cheeks. She had her eyes closed. Just standing around a men's room looks suspicious, but there was nothing anyone could do to pretend to be busy, so we just watched.
The man in the next urinal took the liberty to reach over and grab a handful of ass, but Gerry had most of the flesh tied up. As he peed, she was slowly stroking his cock, almost lovingly.
Janine helped tuck his cock in, but left his zipper open. He turned slowly and kissed her. It wasn't a romantic kiss, one that you give your loved one on Valentine's day, but instead was one of hunger, lust and passion. His hand roamed her ass, her back, and even got a shoulder strap down so that one breast was almost visible. He slowly moved her back. He edged her slowly towards one of the stalls, all while locked in a deep kiss. As she backed into it, he was heard to say, 'I thought you had to go too?' She would never pee in front of someone else. Never I thought. Several of us moved to a better viewing spot. The swing door could not close properly because of Gerry's position. He coaxed Janine down, and as he did he raised her dress to just under her tits. As she lowered herself, she pulled down her panties. She spread her knees, and most of us watching saw her big juicy cunt, unleash an evenings worth of drinking. She sighed. Gerry plopped out his cock and held it close to her nose. One scent of his manliness and Janine lost no time in stuffing as much of it as she could in her mouth. She licked, she slobbered, she deep throated, she was lost in lust. Janine has very seldom brought me off using just her mouth, but this situation might be different. Gerry grabbed his cock and started stroking, helping her to jack him off. Would she swallow him, or let him spew all over her body knowing that the clean-up might leave tell tale stains on the dress.
Gerry's other hand pulled the top of the dress down over her one tit, pulled on her nipples, all while still jacking off into her mouth with the other. Her one hand had found her swollen clit, and she was frigging herself to an orgasm. We all watched. Three guys in the men's now had thrown all caution to the wind and stepped closer to watch my wife sitting on a toilet, panties around her ankles, swollen cunt and cunt lips, tit and nipple on display, blowing a perfect stranger in the men's room. They were there to watch and she was there to let them. Janine and Gerry both erupted at about the same time. Janine didn't bat an eye as he arched forward to unload. Her hands found his ass and pulled him in. Very little of his cock was visible. It always amazes me how a woman can take in so much cock. You could hear the soft moans emitting from her throat as she sucked him dry. I doubt that she even tasted it.
I exited and waited at the table. She exited, and a minute later Gerry emerged but headed towards the backstage area. She had that glazed well fucked look. Every eye was on her tits or ass as she made her way through the room.
We saw a few more shows and did stay long enough to see the big cocked guy. As we we're both tremendously horny, we left to walk back to the hotel.
The Alley
I cut through the alley behind the main street, to have a pee on the way back. In passing she alluded to how she wished she could do that, it would make life easier for a woman. I said you can, I'll show you. Now this was not a dark alley, in a deserted part of town where the chances of being seen are nil. Janine was anxious about this but her bladder was more anxious and won the decision. Along one wall of a building, was an old steel door that served as a delivery entrance. Jutting out into the alley, from the door and on either side, was a large steel railing. I brought Janine up to and facing the railing. Telling her to put her trust in me, I asked her to lean back into me, and put one leg at a time onto the lower railing. I then reached for her dress, and pulled it up to her waist.
'Spread your legs.'
Having just enough reach, I pulled the crotch of her very wet panties away from her cunt. Just as I thought she was about to protest, the cool night air hit her cunt, and the eroticness of the moment sunk in, she let loose a stream of pee that would put the men to shame. She leaned her head back on my shoulder and said, 'I've been a naughty girl tonight.' I reassured her that I knew, and that it didn't matter.
Two young men had started down the alley from the other end and were aware of our presence. I told her to stop peeing. 'Keep your eyes closed and I'll tell you what is happening.' Janine stopped peeing, which is in itself a feat. As the men approached I asked her to start relieving herself again. My cock rose and strained in between her ass cheeks as she let out another stream. The young men could clearly see what was happening. I took one hand and started rubbing her tits through the dress. Her nipples sprang to life. The men stopped to watch, and as she finished peeing I pulled one side of her dress down over her tit. I rubbed her nipple fiercely. I whispered in her ear. The men are watching you. They see your cunt lips, your tit, and your big nipple.
'Let them see' she replied. I lowered her dress over her pussy, covered her boob, and she stepped off the railing. Not yet letting her go, I reach down and under her dress and pulled off her panties. I stuck them in my back pocket and we were off once again to the hotel. The German young men called 'Danke, Danke' repeatedly as we left. My cock was thanking her too.
The Hotel
The VIP Hotel was a typical small German hotel in that services and facilities were shut down after 11:00 PM. I went to the front desk to ask for our key, and inquired if the sauna room was still open. I had always wanted to get blown in a sauna and with Janine state of mind, I was going to take advantage of every situation.
I don't think that any hotel would have a sauna at 1:30 in the morning, so disappointed we made our way up the stairs to our first floor room. Approaching the room I gave her the key knowing that she hated those old type locks and would have a difficulty in opening the room. That gave me time to stand behind her, pull up her dress, get on my knees and worship her ass. What if someone comes she asked. I told her the only one about to come was me. I spent a glorious minute feeling, licking, kissing and kneading her buns. She was still wet, still swollen and still very horny. As she opened the room I stood in the hallway and said 'Dare me?'
I had my pant button undone and was lowering my fly. She said nothing. I lowered my pants and kicked them into the room. I lowered my shorts and hung them on the end of my rigid cock. I pulled off my shirt without undoing more than one or two buttons. I lay on the floor (German hotels usually have Persian type carpet down the hall) with my head just inside our room and asked her to get on. Someone walking down the hall would see my stomach, cock and legs. After not much convincing, she got on her knees and started to crawl over to my cock. I told that the horniness of the situation might make it that I could come in her mouth. No problem. See engulfed my member, and immediately deep throated it to the root. Struggling with not trying to come, I worked on getting her dress off. I nearly came just watching when she stood up, dropped her dress and walked down the hall to the open stairwell. She slowly walked back, pulling her nipples as she went, or came, depending on your view. She stood over me, knelt, and sat on my member. There we were, fucking like kids in the hallway of a hotel.
Not wanting to waste the moment, we got up, closed the door and checked out the bed. Having either a tiny bladder, or just having too much to drink, I needed relief again. Janine was lying on the bed when I re-entered the room, legs spread and two fingers in her pussy. I have only seen a pussy swollen this much on very few occasions, and the thought of this alone was enough to make me come looking at her. Needing a little fresh air I opened one of the two windows. Three young, loud and very ***** young men were approaching along the sidewalk. They look like sailors or navy guys I mumbled. Janine got up to see. She stood behind me, using me as a shield from the view of the street. As they approached, one looked up and saw us both. Being on the first floor, the distance was not that great, and a lively exchange started. I was raised in Germany for a few years and speak a little broken German. One said to the others, 'Look, a little freulein'.
Bantering back and forth for a few minutes, one then said 'Let's have a look little lady.'
Janine was immediately behind, holding on to both of my arms and peeking around my side. They kept up the pressure. Finally Janine stepped a little to the side. Now one breast was visible to the street. Her nipples began to pout. They quieted down, concentrating on what pleasure they might receive. I moved to my left, brought my right arm behind and around Janine, and moved her to the front of me. Her upper body was on display. It was so quiet, you could hear the traffic lights change. She leaned back into me, arched her back and closed her eyes. I started to play with her swollen nipples. Several minutes passed, I moved her forward, pressured her upper body over the window, she placed her hands on the window ledge, and her breasts were swinging outside. I moved forward against her naked cunt. Being naked, I could just start to fuck her. Would she allow that. One of the men then asked for more. They all chimed in. A little more please. I don't think she felt me move away.
In the room were two wooden straight back chairs. Not much for comfort, but exactly right for what I needed. I placed the chair beside Janine. I moved her over to the side a bit, and placed the chair, with the back into the room, in front of the window. All along she had had her eyes closed, and was massaging her breasts and nipples. I slowly turned, asked me to trust me, and told her to step onto the chair. She step up and I immediately bent her forward. She grabbed the back of the chair. Her large swollen pussy was on display. Her clit was easily the size of her nipples. I started to play with her cunt I looked down to see their reaction. They were mesmerized. I inserted two fingers, Janine let out a sigh. I inserted four fingers, the wetness flowed out from her inner depth. I managed to get five fingers into her pussy. I started fist fucking her, knowing that this has never happened in her life. It's a wonder no other people came along. It would have been quite the show.
Janine leaned back, her new found exhibitionist tendencies wanting to exploit the opportunity. Don't fall I cautioned.
'You have to fuck me.'
I pulled away, grabbed the other chair, set it up beside her and stood tall and proud. Now I am usually modest, (not because of size) but this felt strangely right. I turned her sideways, grabbed her tits and rammed my prick into her cunt. It felt like a super hot sauna. The heat and the wetness made it all that much more erotic. I half expected the men to try to climb up the outside to get a bit, but they were still in awe, and stood silently and appreciatively. I didn't think I would last long in view of the fact that I was fucking my wife in front of an open window on a somewhat main street in Hamburg. I pounded her cunt and with each longer and harder thrust, she cried for more. I slapped her ass. She cried, 'harder, longer faster, harder, longer, faster.'
She turned and leaned as far was possible towards the ledge and stared at the young men. Just loud enough to hear, she said, 'He's fucking me, he's fucking me.' Over and over.
I had no control over my wife or the events. If she had wanted to invite the young men up, I wouldn't have been able to stop her. Within 10 minutes I had dumped my load. When Janine and I are usually done with sex, the desire leaves. This time she disengaged, and with come running out of her, turned around and took my cock into her mouth. She was not kneeling on the chair, but had her legs straight, and was bent at the waist. Her pussy lips again were peeking out from her thighs. I honestly did not have much left and it was more of the show that I think she was after. She turned to the men and with a big grin said good night. We retired well satisfied.
We spent two more nights in Hamburg. If there is an interest, I will contribute those. I knew that Janine would get turned on after watching sex at the clubs, so I worked the next two nights events around the clubs. The events include: Janine and I being invited to an after club closing time party at Gerry's apartment, Janine riding in the back seat with me and a young dancer on the way to a party and getting gasoline, Janine being asked to go on stage with Gerry, and an evening spent at a private club where the action is not on stage.
