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Anything Goes
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Bi-Sexual Male / 43
I Finally Shared My Lovely Wife
My wife made all my sexual dreams come true. I won’t bore with you with all the mindless details of how it happened just the highlights. Are you ready?
Both forty-eight, married forever, family grown up, wife plump but a good looking brunette, weekend away in London, bar, chatting with a guy called David, lots of drink, flirting, back to our hotel.
David was in his fifties and a handsome silver fox. Jo my wife was tipsy and giggling and very nervous. We all agreed to just give it a go and if anyone wanted to back out they could. We decided to get another drink at our hotel. We sat in an empty bar as it had gone midnight, the night porter served us our drinks. Jo was wearing a black cocktail dress. Halfway through our drink, David put his hand on Jo’s knee and we all looked at it as a piece of evidence at a crime scene. Jo didn’t say anything and we all watched as the hand started to move up her black stockinged leg. The night porter had left to do his rounds so we were alone in the bar. His hand now met the hem of her dress and disappeared under it. Her dress hem gathered around the wrist. My cock began to throb.
It seemed to take a lifetime until the ascent of the hand up my wife’s dress stopped. I could see his arm moving as he stroked either her thighs or her panty covered crotch, I didn’t know which. I then got off my chair and pulled her dress up so I could see what was going on. David had his hand between her legs rubbing her black panties. It made a fantastic sight surrounded by her stockings and fleshy thighs. I watched as the hand darted up to her panty elastic and disappeared into her intimate feminine place. As David reached her pussy Jo’s head rolled back and she sighed. Strange to see another man’s hand moving about inside your wife’s panties, knowing he is touching something only you usually touch and play with.
Back in the room and my cock is rock solid as David strips Jo. I watch in wonder as he pulls her knickers off and spreads her legs. I’m wanking as he licks her lovely hairy pussy and his tongue plays with her clit as he inserts a finger. I’m so close to coming, but no. David then took his pants off, and I was relieved and disappointed that he was about the same size as me. Jo immediately takes his cock in her mouth, the jealously is causing my arousal to burn even hotter.
Then the moment came. I watched as another man’s throbbing cock touched and separated the lips of Jo’s married beautiful pussy. I watch in awe, wonder and some regret as her fleshy pussy lips gave way to this new invader. I was so close to coming as her pussy lips stretched around him and he disappeared into the woman I love. He entered slowly giving her time to accommodate his hardness, for that I was grateful.
Minutes later he was ploughing her MILF body and fucking her very hard, flesh slapping against flesh as he abused my bride. Her lovely pussy that had given me years of pleasure and given birth to my two beautiful daughters was being used by another man. I was wanking slowly trying not to come. He chewed on her tits as he ram raided her vagina showing little respect for the g*ft I’d allowed given him. Jo was moaning and enjoying herself. She’s was enjoying being used like a whore.
It didn’t take long before I saw him cum. His ass clenched and he moaned as blew his stack in the mother of my children. As soon as he rolled off I was on my wife. My throbbing cock slid easily into her pussy and I was aware of his ejaculate lubrication and no resistance. A minute late I was releasing myself reclaiming my wife’s vagina and womb. I’ve never cum as hard or for so long.
I’ve no idea when David left our room nor did we see him again. Jo and I spent a whole night fucking, probably more than we did on our honeymoon decades before. We would sleep, wake up, fuck and return to slumber only to wake again in a high state of arousal. We didn’t speak about that night for over a week, although it was a week of constant sex and arousal. When we did it intensified our lovemaking. Jo was worried I now viewed her as a slut and a whore because she had allowed another man to fuck her, breaking her marriage vows. With a smile, I said I did, but I fucking loved her more for it.
We will probably never do that again, we had a lovely one-off experience which neither of us wants to repeat; but oh my word the sweet memories!!
Both forty-eight, married forever, family grown up, wife plump but a good looking brunette, weekend away in London, bar, chatting with a guy called David, lots of drink, flirting, back to our hotel.
David was in his fifties and a handsome silver fox. Jo my wife was tipsy and giggling and very nervous. We all agreed to just give it a go and if anyone wanted to back out they could. We decided to get another drink at our hotel. We sat in an empty bar as it had gone midnight, the night porter served us our drinks. Jo was wearing a black cocktail dress. Halfway through our drink, David put his hand on Jo’s knee and we all looked at it as a piece of evidence at a crime scene. Jo didn’t say anything and we all watched as the hand started to move up her black stockinged leg. The night porter had left to do his rounds so we were alone in the bar. His hand now met the hem of her dress and disappeared under it. Her dress hem gathered around the wrist. My cock began to throb.
It seemed to take a lifetime until the ascent of the hand up my wife’s dress stopped. I could see his arm moving as he stroked either her thighs or her panty covered crotch, I didn’t know which. I then got off my chair and pulled her dress up so I could see what was going on. David had his hand between her legs rubbing her black panties. It made a fantastic sight surrounded by her stockings and fleshy thighs. I watched as the hand darted up to her panty elastic and disappeared into her intimate feminine place. As David reached her pussy Jo’s head rolled back and she sighed. Strange to see another man’s hand moving about inside your wife’s panties, knowing he is touching something only you usually touch and play with.
Back in the room and my cock is rock solid as David strips Jo. I watch in wonder as he pulls her knickers off and spreads her legs. I’m wanking as he licks her lovely hairy pussy and his tongue plays with her clit as he inserts a finger. I’m so close to coming, but no. David then took his pants off, and I was relieved and disappointed that he was about the same size as me. Jo immediately takes his cock in her mouth, the jealously is causing my arousal to burn even hotter.
Then the moment came. I watched as another man’s throbbing cock touched and separated the lips of Jo’s married beautiful pussy. I watch in awe, wonder and some regret as her fleshy pussy lips gave way to this new invader. I was so close to coming as her pussy lips stretched around him and he disappeared into the woman I love. He entered slowly giving her time to accommodate his hardness, for that I was grateful.
Minutes later he was ploughing her MILF body and fucking her very hard, flesh slapping against flesh as he abused my bride. Her lovely pussy that had given me years of pleasure and given birth to my two beautiful daughters was being used by another man. I was wanking slowly trying not to come. He chewed on her tits as he ram raided her vagina showing little respect for the g*ft I’d allowed given him. Jo was moaning and enjoying herself. She’s was enjoying being used like a whore.
It didn’t take long before I saw him cum. His ass clenched and he moaned as blew his stack in the mother of my children. As soon as he rolled off I was on my wife. My throbbing cock slid easily into her pussy and I was aware of his ejaculate lubrication and no resistance. A minute late I was releasing myself reclaiming my wife’s vagina and womb. I’ve never cum as hard or for so long.
I’ve no idea when David left our room nor did we see him again. Jo and I spent a whole night fucking, probably more than we did on our honeymoon decades before. We would sleep, wake up, fuck and return to slumber only to wake again in a high state of arousal. We didn’t speak about that night for over a week, although it was a week of constant sex and arousal. When we did it intensified our lovemaking. Jo was worried I now viewed her as a slut and a whore because she had allowed another man to fuck her, breaking her marriage vows. With a smile, I said I did, but I fucking loved her more for it.
We will probably never do that again, we had a lovely one-off experience which neither of us wants to repeat; but oh my word the sweet memories!!
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