Written by Mr. Diskreet: They say that when people to go college, they go through some kind of sexual exploration and self-discovery. For me this was a journey that brought me to the realization that I am a voyeur but how I got there was very unexpected, confusing, scary and beautiful all at once. The story begins some 15 years ago when Mrs Diskreet and I were just dating. We decided to go to Canada's Wonderland with another couple we were friends with. We made plans with them to go down to Canada's Wonderland, spend the day enjoying the park together and come back the next day. Being broke college students, we decided to travel together to split cost on gas and we also decided to get a room together with 2 queen beds to split the cost of the room. Little did we know, something completely unexpected (at least to us) would happen that night. After a long day at the park, we drove to our hotel room and checked in. We asked the front desk clerk for recommendations for places nearby to have some good food. She suggested a few places. We were exhausted so we picked the closest place. We had dinner and a couple drinks then planned to go back to the room and maybe rent a movie before bed. Mrs. Diskreet and I decided to take a shower together to wash up from the day. We made out a little bit in the shower but we kept it rather tame as we didn't want to make too much noise and have our friends hear us having sex. That would be embarrassing right!?! After our shower, we went to bed and put on a movie. Our friends decided to do the same thing. They came back out of the shower a few minutes later and also got into bed. The female half of the other couple jokingly complained about not being able to sleep with clothes on. Her boyfriend told her "Well just sleep naked then". She took his advice and undressed while hiding under the blankets. I thought to myself "Interesting but I better keep my eyes to myself". Mrs. Diskreet and I were exhausted and we started to fall asleep during the movie when all of a sudden we could hear some giggling coming from the other bed. I looked over and saw our friends kissing and touching under the blankets. Eventually he pulled the blankets half way down exposing his girlfriend. She was obviously turned on by this as she was looking over with a smirk on her face and biting her lip while he went down on her. Mrs. Diskreet and I sat there watching them and getting a little turned on ourselves. Our hands started to wander under our blankets and I could feel my cock grow in her hand. I slid my fingers into her pussy and I could feel how wet she was. She was occasionally moaning out of excitement. A very gentle "Mmmmm" that only I could hear and not the others. Our friends eventually ripped the blankets off their bed, completely exposing themselves to us. We then realized that they were having sex and they were getting off on the fact that we were watching them. We watched for a bit while playing with each other under the blankets until Mrs. Diskreet whispered in my ear "Fuck me baby. I want you". I got on top of her and slid my hard cock inside her and I could feel how incredibly wet she was. This scenario was clearly very exciting to her. I decided to pull the sheets off exposing us to the other couple. The other girl looked over and said "Mmmm there we go". It was their way of encouraging us to open up to the situation. After a few minutes of having sex and occasionally looking at each other, the other guy looks at me and says "Do you want to swap?". In shock, I look over at Mrs. Diskreet and much to my surprise she says "Ya sure!!" in a very casual yet excited voice while grinning ear-to-ear. I wasn't sure what to do in this moment. His girlfriend came over to my bed as Mrs. Diskreet made her way to his bed. His girlfriend started to suck my cock while Mrs. Diskreet sucked his. This was all so new and my brain was going what seemed to be, a million miles per hour. I kept looking over at Mrs. Diskreet to see what she was doing. Eventually she pushed the other guy down on his back and climbed on top of him and I could tell that she was riding him. Her hips were moving back and forth. He was grabbing her hips and helping her trust harder and deeper. She was moaning so good. I couldn't see the actual penetration from my angle but I so desperately wanted to. Eventually his girlfriend hoped on top of me and started riding me also. It felt so good yet so wrong. I didn't know what to think. Am I allowed to enjoy this? I wanted to keep going but felt like I should stop. She felt so good. She had a different shape to her body. Her skin felt different. Her hair smelled different. She kissed me differently. She moved her hips differently while she was riding me. It was a motion I had never felt before. It was all so new and exciting. I eventually realized that I could no longer see Mrs. Diskreet and the other guy as she was riding me and my view was obstructed. I decided to grab her and flipped her over onto her back so I could take control and fuck her missionary but also allow me to have a view of the other bed. I couldn't understand what was going on my head. I was having sex with a beautiful woman but all I wanted to do was watch my girlfriend get fucked. What is wrong with me? As we continued to fuck, I kept looking over at them. She kept pulling my face back towards her saying "It's ok. Don't worry. We're just having a little fun". and then pulling my face to her and kissing me but I could not stop myself from looking over there occasionally. Eventually I finished. I came inside her and almost instantly felt regret. What if I broke a rule? What if she gets pregnant? What if Mrs Diskreet gets pregnant? What if this will ruin our friendship? What if this will ruin my relationship with Mrs. Diskreet? Will we ever do this again? Is this going to be a regular thing now? There were so many sporadic thoughts flying through my head it was almost unbearable. I gave the other girl a kiss and left to go use the washroom. As I was walking away, I turned to look at Mrs. Diskreet getting fucked. They weren't done yet. I wanted to stop and watch but I was too scared. I didn't know what the etiquette was for this type of thing at the time. I heard the other guy cum while I was in the washroom. I wanted to know where he came but I was too scared to ask. I came back out of the washroom and got dressed. I told Mrs. Diskreet that I needed some air and I left to go outside. A few moments later she came out and she was almost in tears. She said "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I should have said no when he asked to swap. I'm so sorry". She thought I stormed out because I was upset with the situation. Upset with her. She kept asking me to talk to her and for the first few minutes I just couldn't. I didn't know how to answer. I didn't know what to think, what to say, how to feel. After a few minutes of processing, I was eventually able to process my thoughts and I told her: "There's something wrong with me. I am not normal. Seeing you with another man has triggered something inside me that I did not know was there. I have never been this turned on in my life. I could not take my eyes off you. I was having sex with a beautiful girl but still I could not take my eyes off you. Society has told me that I should hate seeing my girlfriend with another man, yet I loved it. Society has told me that my girlfriend sleeping with another man is cheating yet it didn't feel that way. Society has told me that if my girlfriend has sex with someone else, I should feel angry and betrayed, yet I felt neither. What is wrong with me?" It was in that moment that I took her and made very passionate love to her. It was the most intimate and intense sex we had ever had. I wanted to reclaim her after she had been with someone else. It was raw and animalistic. We were laying on the grass beside the hotel which was located beside a busy road in Mississauga. Passing cars could see us. People in the hotel rooms could see us but in the moment, they did not even exist. That experience lit a fire in me that has never died and is still there today. Since that day, I have always craved to watch Mrs. Diskreet with other men (and women). She has since discovered that she loves to put on a show for me. I always tell her, you might be fucking his body but you are fucking my mind. Even though she is physically connected to him, she is even more spiritually and emotionally connected to me. A form of unconventional yet highly erotic intimacy that we share together. It's something neither of us ever thought possible but yet, here we are 10 years later. She is my favorite porn star and she knows it. She loves it. I love it and of course who ever she decides she wants to fuck also loves it. Whoever is next, lucky you! It doesn't happen that often so enjoy every single second of it!