Addictive audio file

The new audio file played softly through our bedroom speakers as we got ready for bed. By the time it finished I was too restless and horny to stay in. The constant warm fog in my head made me crave fresh air and eyes on my body. "I want to go for a walk," I told Alex. "Alone. I need it."

He looked surprised for a second but then nodded, his eyes darkening with quiet arousal. "Go on then," he said softly. "Text me if anything happens. I want to hear about it when you get back."

I dressed to provoke: the tiniest skirt I owned, a sheer black top that clearly showed my stiff nipples, and absolutely nothing underneath. The cool night breeze licked between my legs the second I stepped outside alone, making me bite my lip in anticipation.

I headed toward the livelier streets downtown where bars and shops were still open. I walked with purpose, hips swaying, letting the short skirt flip and ride up with every step. Multiple men turned their heads. Without Alex nearby I felt even bolder. I smiled at them openly, enjoying the hungry stares.

A group of three guys in their late twenties walking the opposite direction slowed down when they saw me. I stopped in front of a lit shop window, turned my back to them and bent forward slowly, pretending to check my shoe. The skirt flipped up completely, exposing my bare ass and dripping pussy to all three of them.

One of the men let out a low whistle.

I straightened up, turned around, and spread my stance a little, openly showing off. My mind filled with filthy fantasies all three of them surrounding me, pulling out their bigger cocks, and taking me right there on the street.

I continued walking a short distance, then pulled out my phone and called Emily.

"Emily... I'm out walking alone at night," I whispered breathlessly. "I just flashed my pussy to three strangers. I want them so badly. I keep fantasizing about cheating on Alex and letting real cocks fuck me."

Emily's voice was low and pleased. "Good little slut. Don't just show them. Get closer. Let them touch if they want. Tell me how **** your pussy is for strange cock right now."

The sound of her voice made my knees weak. After a few more moments of encouragement I hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

I turned around and walked back toward the group.

They were still standing there, watching me. I approached them directly, pretending to ask for directions. One of them grew bold and slid his hand up my thigh, fingers brushing across my soaked pussy lips. I moaned softly and pressed against his touch for a few long seconds, letting him feel how wet I was before stepping back, trembling with need.

I continued the walk alone. I flashed more men along the way a delivery driver, two guys outside a bar smiling, posing, and letting my cheating fantasies run wild. By the time I returned home I was soaked down my thighs and **** to cum.

Alex was waiting for me in the living room, curtains wide open. He was rock hard as I told him everything that happened. He listened intently while I fingered myself to a powerful orgasm right there on the couch, describing every touch and fantasy in detail.

Emily sent one final message after the call: "You're getting so close. Listen to the new audio again tonight. Tomorrow we're taking this to the next level."

This craving for exposure and strangers cocks was completely consuming me now.