Cathy was thoughtful as she drank her morning coffee. Ken seemed to have changed, the sex they had last night was more passionate than she could remember in a long time. It could have been an accident, but at one point when she was riding him, his fingertip pushed slightly into her little-puckered hole. The thrill she had felt had almost given her an early orgasm. Another first was, as his climax broke, instead of using his usual word of pussy, she could have sworn he said: 'give me that cunt.' Cunt was a word that thrilled her, but she had never heard Ken utter it. Something was different about the man she loved, but she couldn't work out what. But today was not a day for her to become Kitty Cathy, today was a visit to mother. Just time for a little shower fun then she must get going.

“Package for Mr Clarke,” the delivery driver said as Ken opened the street door of his office. Ken signed for the small box, thanked the delivery lady, and headed for the privacy of his inner office. “I will be out most of the morning Sarah, hold the fort please,” he said as he swept past his secretary.

A quick examination of the box's contents showed exactly what his friend said it would, six tiny covert cameras, and a small router.

Cathy always enjoyed her morning shower, and on days when Ken had already left for work, she also enjoyed her morning orgasm in it. Sometimes just the water jet playing on her clit, sometimes with one of her dildos buried in her cunt. This morning she knew she needed anal as well and slid a rubber butt plug into her arsehole. She followed this with a ribbed seven-inch vibrator in her cunt and the shower jet on her clit.

What she didn't know was this was the last time the shower would not be under surveillance for a micro spy camera.

“Cum you fucking slut, you dirty cyber whore, work those fuck holes!” she screamed to herself; using filthy language always excited her. Many men had shot their loads watching her pound her cunt on their monitors, and heard her scream in orgasm, and pour filth from her mouth on their speakers.

Cathy felt secure in her private cyber world. A world that was soon to change, as Ken entered it not only as a lover but also as a voyeur.

As her climax approached, Cathy's mind filled with the sight of strangers cocks shooting spunk as they watched her cumming, her mouth open, as words of pure lust poured out, and her hand a blur on her clit, and often a large dildo fucking her slippery cunt.

If only Ken could have seen his prim and proper wife at that moment. He would have seen hot water pouring over her shuddering body as she drove the dildo into her cunt made tight by the rubber butt plug, and her other hand a blur on her clit. Her knees buckled and a stream of cunt juice joined the shower jets running down her legs. One of the most powerful orgasms she could remember tore through her and she fell to her knees in sexual submission.

Fifteen minutes later, dressed, but still bussing from her orgasm Cathy got into her car and headed for the motorway. She knew by the time she reached her mother’s she would have regained her composure. For the time being at least.

Although Cathy's car was not on the drive, Ken still took the precaution of calling out as he let himself into the house. There was no answer, and five minutes later the six covert cameras and the router were unpacked and laid out on the kitchen table.

It took under an hour for him to install them. One in the shower room, one in their lounge, one in the master bedroom, one in the kitchen, and two in Cathy's study. The router was installed in his own office, where he knew it would attract no attention. A quick check on his phone showed all were working, and in exactly the right place. Half an hour later he was back in his office.

Cathy felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, a glance at the screen showed a message from Ken.

“Anything important dear?” Her mother asked.

“No mum, just Ken saying he was working late this evening and not to wait up.”

An hour later she was on her way home, the itch in her groin telling her that an evening of cybersex was in the cards. Maybe it would be the new guy Ben, or one of her regulars, or a totally new cock to see pouring it's spunk out for her.

Ken sat alone in his office, his part-time secretary having already left. This evening was for watching, not for joining in. He was amazed at how much the role of voyeur was turning him on, and he intended to take full advantage of it.

Cathy loved to be watched but if she knew her husband could now follow her into her secret world she would have been mortified. She had a ritual before going online, which consisted of a large glass of red wine and watching some porn clips on her laptop while sitting at the kitchen table. Tonight it would be a horny double penetration into a mature female by two cocks.

Ken smiled as he looked at his computer monitor, his positioning of the kitchen camera was perfect. Cathy always sat in the same chair and the camera was off to one side and Ken could make out the laptop screen. A click of his mouse and the electronic zoom closed in on it.

As she watched the two cocks pounding the trembling body sandwiched between them Cathy began fingering herself through her, by now, wet panties. She was not alone in indulging in a soft, warm up masturbation. In his office, her husband had his cock in hand and was slowly wanking it. Ken loved edging and knew he would have no trouble in knowing when to back off from cumming. He was amazed at how clear both the picture and sound was. Yes, the cameras had been expensive, but well worth it he figured. When Cathy's mobile phone gave its familiar ringtone. Ken saw her smile as she looked at the caller’s name.

“Hi Carol, how you babe... me? Just having coffee, watching porn and getting ready to go cock hunting.”

Ken was frustrated he could only hear one side of the conversation. But even that had his cock twitching in his hand.

“Caught a new one yesterday, calls himself, Ben... no don't think it is his real name, but who cares. He shot his load for me and that made me cum super hard. Look, if you are free tomorrow morning how about coming over for a little girly fun time. Ken will be at the office and we can either go online as a couple of dykes or just fool around together.

Ken almost lost control as his wife’s words burned into his mind. He knew her friend Carol well. To be honest, he would have loved to get between her legs. The thought of the two women fucking and sucking each other was a voyeurs dream, and he had no intention of missing it. The fact that his wife could ever had any lesbian inclinations had never entered his mind. But now he felt a thrill pass through him as the fact dawned on him that his wife was indeed a sexual tiger. Cathy put down the phone and thought about tomorrow. She loved to eat out her best friend, taste her fanny batter in her mouth and worm a slim finger into her sweet arsehole. But for now she had a burning itch in her own cunt that needed satisfying, and that meant going to her study and hunting for cock.

From Cathy's conversation with Carol, Ken was pretty sure she was also a cyber slut and made a mental note to hunt her down. But for now it was his wife's cyber life that was his interest and he started switching cameras as he hunted down his newly found cyber slut.

He found her standing naked in the bedroom, holding a matching pair of peephole bra and crotchless panties. Slowly wanking and edging he watched as she pulled on the panties and smoothed them down, running a finger over her protruding cunt lips. She followed with the bra and tweaked each nipple to hardness as they peeked from the holes.

Cathy was feeling even sexier than usual. She knew it was the thought of Carol’s well-rounded body naked on her bed tomorrow. Sitting comfortably in her large leather chair she logged onto Slutchat and sat back to wait for her first cunt-starved cock to message her.

She didn't have long to wait, within a minute the name Martin appeared in the small video request box. “Good old Martin, always up for it,” Cathy murmured to herself, as she clicked to accept.

“Hi Martin, I guess, as usual, you are ready for some cunt action,”

“Oh yes babe, check this out,” the man answered and directed his webcam downwards.

“Oh fuck! That is just not fair! No man should have that much cock.” Ken said as a huge black cock filled the screen. It had to be nine or ten inches in length and as thick as a large cucumber.

“As ready as ever I see, guess I better show you I am as well,” Cathy said and hooking a leg over each arm of her chair, using both hands to pull her cunt lips apart. “I suppose you want me to use big black on myself as you wank?”

“Of course fuck slut, then you will know what it would feel like to have my cunt splitter up you.”

Ken watched his wife as she slowly licked and sucked the head of a huge black dildo. Then, with a wide smile, lowered it to her cunt and stroked it across the wet slit.

“Go on girl, get the fucker up that dirty fuck hole of yours. Make me spunk, think of my hot cum in that well-used cunt,” Martin grunted as his hand stroked the huge veiny shaft.

“Oh fuck, how I wish she was really on the end of that donkey dick,” Ken whispered to himself as he felt his own spunk building. For the first time in his life, he found he was being turned on, by not only being a voyeur, but he also found the thought of being a cuckold worming its way into his mind.

“Come on Martin, give me your spunk, and shoot your load. I'm getting close,”

Ken could see Cathy was indeed getting close to her climax. As she pounded the huge fake cock in and out of her now dripping cunt with one hand while the fingers of the other one were a blur of action on her swollen clit.

“Come on Babe, cum for him, let him see you squirt your juice,” Ken found himself shouting at the screen. From the angle, he had set the camera he had a good view of both the man's pulsing cock and his wife's dildo fucked cunt and was trying to time his own climax with both of theirs.

Martin was the first to cum. Jets of white spunk flew from the massive cock head and coated his monitor. The sight of it was enough for both Cathy and Ken to cum almost at the same time.

The three temporarily satisfied masturbators all relaxed. Ken wiped his spunk from the desk as Martin and Cathy exchanged goodbye screen kisses and logged off.

Ken made himself a coffee and changed into Ben, he knew he wanted to be the one to make his wife cum. Not only in their own bed, but online as well.

Cathy sat back in her chair and lovingly licked her own sticky juice from the huge dildo and slid it into her desk drawer beside the rest of her collection. Ten minutes later, as she gently stroked her recovering clit, she leaned forward and with the click of a mouse logged back on to Slutchat.

“Knew it wouldn't take you long, sexy girl... time for you to be my slut now,” Ken said as he sent her a chat invite message.

“Hi, Ben, nice to see you again,” The face of his wife on the monitor was still a shock, even though he was expecting it. The bra and panties cried out sex, and he intended she should have it, both now and in bed later.

“What does my sexy boy fancy today?” the words Cathy said were like smooth honey. “Cunt or arsehole, either or both, up to you, as long as we both cum.”

“Both, at the same time, have you got any toys there for that?”

“Sure, either a plastic cock or this,” Cathy said, holding up a seven-inch pink vibrator and matching butt plug. “Or this,”

Ken let out a gasp as a double dildo appeared on his screen. Two cocks both facing the same way, with a base that must have held the batteries.

“Oh fuck, yes, that one, want to see both holes being fucked, love a nice double penetration.”

“Then let me see that cock of yours, see how much spunk we can pull out.”

“Already pumped out one load, but with your help, another load is building.”

“Same here, so hope you like sloppy seconds,” Cathy could feel her own itch grow as they started to egg each other on. There was something about Ben's voice that seemed familiar but she just couldn't put her finger on it.

As Ken watched the whore on the screen, in this cyber world, she was no longer his wife, but available fuck meat, and that's exactly what he wanted at the moment.

Cathy knew how to press a man's buttons, and pull more spunk from him than he would have thought possible.

“Work that cunt babe and that arsehole. Let's see those tits bounce and fanny batter pour out. I can feel the spunk boiling, let it go slut”

Cathy's eyes were transfixed on the cock before her. She saw the beads of precum ooze from the piss hole, and the man's fingers spread it over the sensitive head.

“Shoot it for me you slut bitch fucker, make me cream. Think how the cocks feel in my horny holes, getting close, need to cum.” Cathy screamed at her latest cyber fuck buddy. Her whole body was trembling in pre-orgasm.

Their climaxes coincided perfectly. Both now lost in their own lust as wave after wave of sexual pleasure flowed through cunt and cock alike.

“Fuck Ben, you made me cum hard. That's it for me because I am done for the evening,” Cathy said as she pulled the cum covered cocks from her two holes and watched the man on her screen still gently stroking his softening cock.

“What about your old man when he beds you later babe?”

“I will be in bed by the time he gets home, he has a contract he wants to finish. Think I have had enough for one day, so make sure I am asleep.”

Ken smiled to himself, 'We’ll see about that, my slut. Just wait until I get home.'