As a birthday treat for me—a treat for us both really—my wife bought a sexy maid outfit: mesh top, tiny skirt that barely came halfway over her luscious ass, PVC panties and bra, fishnet stockings, and impossibly high platform Pleaser heels.

We started taking photos in our bedroom. Since she is my favorite porn star we already invested in a ring light and tripod to make sure we get the best, most professional looking shots my amateur self can manage. She posed against the wall, teasing peeks at her voluptuous tits and ass, bending over or leaning back against the wall with her lips parted and come-fuck-me eyes. Next I moved the light and posed her on our bed: puling her tits out of her bra and pinching her nipples, sliding her panties aside and fingering her pussy, smacking her own ass and looking invitingly at the camera. All the while still wearing (most of) her outfit and stripper heels.

I knew I needed to have her and what better inspiration for action shots. So I had her kneel in front of me and take my already throbbing cock in her mouth while I recorded. Her attentions were amazing as always, working her tongue up and down the shaft, teasing the head, and swallowing me as far down her throat as she could. I was losing my mind. Maybe it was the light or the camera or seeing her dressed like a professional. Maybe it was all the times horny guys ask if she does camming or has a spicy site (she doesn’t). But seeing her on her knees in a skimpy outfit and platform heels with a cock in her mouth, I couldn’t stop thinking of her going pro. I imagined wearing this outfit on stage, spinning around the pole teasing the customers with her luscious curvaceous body, slowly peeling off her bra and panties until all she has left are her thigh-high stockings and a garter. Then crawling along the tip rail as guys slide bills in her garter in exchange for the chance to touch her though and get a close up view of her smooth shaven pussy. When her set is over she takes the best tipper back to the VIP room for a private dance. I envisioned her nude straddling the customer pushing his face between her tits while she grinds on his lap. When she sees him set a stack of bills on the couch and feels his rock hard cock throbbing through his pants, she slowly slides down his body until she is kneeling in front of him and takes his cock out and starts sucking him just like she was doing for me.

I swear my wife must be able to read my mind. And of course she knew she was dressed like a stripper and giving me an incredible blow job on camera. She looked me in the eye and asked, “Do you want me to be a whore?”

I don’t know if she meant it literally or just if I liked when she acts slutty on camera, but I answered “Yes, baby. You’d be an amazing whore letting guys feel your tits and pussy and sucking their cocks in the VIP room.”

She ran with it. When she would take a breath after sucking my cock she would tell me how much she loved being on her knees servicing hard cocks and that milking out every drop of cum is what her holes are made for. She had me so turned on I threw her on the bed and took her pussy. With each thrust she whispered in my ear I should sell her pussy and find guys who’d pay to fuck my wife so she can be a whore for real. We kept going until I came inside her calling her a dirty cumslut. And since she is a porn star, we finished with pictures of her fingering her cum filled pussy telling me what a good little whore she would be.