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My wife and I recently went to a nightclub with a bunch of friends and coworkers. We had a fantastic time hanging out and enjoying the atmosphere of the place. At this particular club, you could only smoke in one place - the outside patio. I bought some expensive cigarettes for the occasion (No, I do not want to hear that smoking is bad for me. It says it on the fucking pack and contrary to popular belief, I am literate.) that take about 20 minutes each to smoke. I was outside enjoying a few smokes and watching some of the hideous dancing taking place.
As I was sipping on my drink, my wife sent a text from the inside bar to my phone. She told me that they were closing the downstairs bar and everyone was moving upstairs. The bar had my credit card for the tab so I would have to migrate inside at some point very soon to retrieve it. I figured I'd go in after my cigarette.
I went in and the bartender didn't have it. I assumed that my wife had the card and went upstairs. She was hanging out off to the side of the dance floor in a lounge area with a few friends. She looked fucking fine. I'll paint the picture for you. She has enormous tits. They are larger than 36DDs. I don't really know what size they are... even after eight years. She spills out of almost every bra she owns (even the ones that are supposed to fit). She has a firm, round ass, amazing legs, long brown hair and brown eyes. She had her fingernails and toes french manicured. She also has had laser hair removal on her pussy, ass and armpits. She was wearing an exceedingly low cut black top with no sleeves and spaghetti straps. Her bra, which was black and pink was very visible and her tits were overflowing from the top. She was wearing a very small skirt that just barely covered her ass with black panties and black-and-velvet Penthouse stripper fuck me heels.
She had some drinks in her and was feeling great but she didn't have my credit card. I went back down to the bartender and asked him who took it. He described the lady who did. Luckily I knew her, but I was a little pissed that she decided it would be a good idea to fuck with my credit card. It took my a little time to track her down, get it back and let her know not to do that again. When I came back to my wife, she wasn't there so I sat in an empty chair nearby and had a drink. About 15 minutes later she came back over from wherever she was and had this guy in tow that looked kind of latino. She sat down across from me and he sat near her. They were chatting a bit. Then he said something and she laughed and said something back, pointed at me and he looked really uncomfortable. She laughed again and nodded "no" at him. He seemed to relax after that. I wondered what the fuck was going on.
Apparently he had been hitting on her hard and she told him that we were together. He felt like an ass and was afraid that I was going to fuck him up on the spot. I didn't give a shit. Plenty of other guys had flirted with her in the past but it never went anywhere at all. About a year ago, I confessed to her that I had a fantasy about watching her fuck another guy with me as an active (non-homosexual) participant. I really didn't think it would go too much farther than fantasy because she is normally very reserved.
He excused himself to the bar for a minute to get another drink. She came over to me then and said "are you sure you want to watch me fuck someone else?" I said, "Fuck yes! Why?"
She told me that he had been hitting on her real hard and that she thought he was very attractive. She said "If you want an early birthday present, tonight could be your night." I told her to flirt back if she was interested. If not, no sweat. She gave me a wink and almost skipped back to her seat in excitement.
I sat back down and chilled out as he came back from the bar. It wasn't but a minute or two before they were making out. He was deeply kissing her as she opened her legs around his waist and pulled him close. She ran her hands up his shirt while they practically dry humped in the middle of the club.
Very cool to watch.
After about thirty minutes of this they stopped. He went downstairs and she came over to me. Apparently they took enough breath to talk at some point and discuss the logistics of our proposal. He lived about 15 minutes away. We left the club together and went to his place. After we got there, we went out back and smoked out a bit. We talked, shot the shit and discussed what she liked in bed. He was all smiles.
We went into the bedroom and she pulled his pants down and started sucking his cock. I'm not massively blessed with a horse cock or anything but I hold my own. (I've never measured, but if I had to guess I'd say about 6 or 7 inches.) He was about the same size as me - maybe a tiny bit thicker. She sat on the edge of the bed while he stood up. Her glossy lips slid up and down his extremely hard cock. I watched her cheeks sucking in. She moaned as she sucked on him. His breath was ragged. After several minutes of this (Shit, it could have been an hour. I was fucked up and having the time of my life.) he pushed her onto her back and started eating her pussy while shoving his fingers into her very sloppy wet twat. Her legs flew wide and she groaned like a cheap slut. I took the opportunity to stick my cock into her mouth. She sucked like she was dying and the cure was my cum.
After a while of this, she pushed his head up and told him, "FUCK ME!"
Then he kinda freaked. Maybe it was the combination of booze and smoke. Maybe he was gun shy. Maybe he just couldn't handle the situation. I didn't give a shit, I wanted to watch my woman get nailed. I offered to leave the room and get the pack of smokes I left out on the patio. When I left, I closed the door (didn't lock it.) and went for the smokes. I got them and counted slowly to 30. Then I went back in the room. I entered slow and quiet. What I saw was him on top of her, with his back facing to me. She had her legs open and wrapped around him. Her panties were still on and he had his cock in his hand. He was trying to feed it into her pussy by going right through her panties. She kind of saw me enter and beckoned for me to come in. I obliged and quietly closed the door. I took a position at the foot of the bed. She then reached down between her legs and slid her panties to the side. He rubbed his cock on her clit for a moment (I could tell at this point he was having some issues.) and I watched as my wife's pussy dripped cum. Just as it trickled into her asshole, she wrapped her arms around his ass and pulled him into her. I watched as her cum drenched pussy coated his cock up and down as he slowly started to thrust into her. Her asshole looked like it was clenching. I thought she was already cumming. (She wasn't. She told me later that he just felt really good inside of her.) She moaned and bit her lip as her cum was just pouring out of her. I was rapt.
After a few minutes she rolled him onto his back and mounted him. I wanted in her ass so bad right there. It was perfectly presented to me and she loves getting buttfucked. I waited a moment longer. Then he saw me at the foot of the bed and freaked again.
Gun shy, I guess.
He apologized and made some random excuses. We told him that it wasn't a big deal. We got dressed and headed home. The wife was a little bummed but I explained to her in the car that the first time is probably a lot like losing your virginity. It feels weird and good at the same time, but it's mostly awkward and in retrospect (compared to the killer sex that comes later with experience) not really that good for anyone.
We went home and fucked for hours. She was still sopping wet and her cum got all over the sheets.
We have plans to try again.
The picture is from some point during the evening. I don't remember at which point it was taken. But that's her delicious snatch.
I'll keep you posted with any new developments.
As I was sipping on my drink, my wife sent a text from the inside bar to my phone. She told me that they were closing the downstairs bar and everyone was moving upstairs. The bar had my credit card for the tab so I would have to migrate inside at some point very soon to retrieve it. I figured I'd go in after my cigarette.
I went in and the bartender didn't have it. I assumed that my wife had the card and went upstairs. She was hanging out off to the side of the dance floor in a lounge area with a few friends. She looked fucking fine. I'll paint the picture for you. She has enormous tits. They are larger than 36DDs. I don't really know what size they are... even after eight years. She spills out of almost every bra she owns (even the ones that are supposed to fit). She has a firm, round ass, amazing legs, long brown hair and brown eyes. She had her fingernails and toes french manicured. She also has had laser hair removal on her pussy, ass and armpits. She was wearing an exceedingly low cut black top with no sleeves and spaghetti straps. Her bra, which was black and pink was very visible and her tits were overflowing from the top. She was wearing a very small skirt that just barely covered her ass with black panties and black-and-velvet Penthouse stripper fuck me heels.
She had some drinks in her and was feeling great but she didn't have my credit card. I went back down to the bartender and asked him who took it. He described the lady who did. Luckily I knew her, but I was a little pissed that she decided it would be a good idea to fuck with my credit card. It took my a little time to track her down, get it back and let her know not to do that again. When I came back to my wife, she wasn't there so I sat in an empty chair nearby and had a drink. About 15 minutes later she came back over from wherever she was and had this guy in tow that looked kind of latino. She sat down across from me and he sat near her. They were chatting a bit. Then he said something and she laughed and said something back, pointed at me and he looked really uncomfortable. She laughed again and nodded "no" at him. He seemed to relax after that. I wondered what the fuck was going on.
Apparently he had been hitting on her hard and she told him that we were together. He felt like an ass and was afraid that I was going to fuck him up on the spot. I didn't give a shit. Plenty of other guys had flirted with her in the past but it never went anywhere at all. About a year ago, I confessed to her that I had a fantasy about watching her fuck another guy with me as an active (non-homosexual) participant. I really didn't think it would go too much farther than fantasy because she is normally very reserved.
He excused himself to the bar for a minute to get another drink. She came over to me then and said "are you sure you want to watch me fuck someone else?" I said, "Fuck yes! Why?"
She told me that he had been hitting on her real hard and that she thought he was very attractive. She said "If you want an early birthday present, tonight could be your night." I told her to flirt back if she was interested. If not, no sweat. She gave me a wink and almost skipped back to her seat in excitement.
I sat back down and chilled out as he came back from the bar. It wasn't but a minute or two before they were making out. He was deeply kissing her as she opened her legs around his waist and pulled him close. She ran her hands up his shirt while they practically dry humped in the middle of the club.
Very cool to watch.
After about thirty minutes of this they stopped. He went downstairs and she came over to me. Apparently they took enough breath to talk at some point and discuss the logistics of our proposal. He lived about 15 minutes away. We left the club together and went to his place. After we got there, we went out back and smoked out a bit. We talked, shot the shit and discussed what she liked in bed. He was all smiles.
We went into the bedroom and she pulled his pants down and started sucking his cock. I'm not massively blessed with a horse cock or anything but I hold my own. (I've never measured, but if I had to guess I'd say about 6 or 7 inches.) He was about the same size as me - maybe a tiny bit thicker. She sat on the edge of the bed while he stood up. Her glossy lips slid up and down his extremely hard cock. I watched her cheeks sucking in. She moaned as she sucked on him. His breath was ragged. After several minutes of this (Shit, it could have been an hour. I was fucked up and having the time of my life.) he pushed her onto her back and started eating her pussy while shoving his fingers into her very sloppy wet twat. Her legs flew wide and she groaned like a cheap slut. I took the opportunity to stick my cock into her mouth. She sucked like she was dying and the cure was my cum.
After a while of this, she pushed his head up and told him, "FUCK ME!"
Then he kinda freaked. Maybe it was the combination of booze and smoke. Maybe he was gun shy. Maybe he just couldn't handle the situation. I didn't give a shit, I wanted to watch my woman get nailed. I offered to leave the room and get the pack of smokes I left out on the patio. When I left, I closed the door (didn't lock it.) and went for the smokes. I got them and counted slowly to 30. Then I went back in the room. I entered slow and quiet. What I saw was him on top of her, with his back facing to me. She had her legs open and wrapped around him. Her panties were still on and he had his cock in his hand. He was trying to feed it into her pussy by going right through her panties. She kind of saw me enter and beckoned for me to come in. I obliged and quietly closed the door. I took a position at the foot of the bed. She then reached down between her legs and slid her panties to the side. He rubbed his cock on her clit for a moment (I could tell at this point he was having some issues.) and I watched as my wife's pussy dripped cum. Just as it trickled into her asshole, she wrapped her arms around his ass and pulled him into her. I watched as her cum drenched pussy coated his cock up and down as he slowly started to thrust into her. Her asshole looked like it was clenching. I thought she was already cumming. (She wasn't. She told me later that he just felt really good inside of her.) She moaned and bit her lip as her cum was just pouring out of her. I was rapt.
After a few minutes she rolled him onto his back and mounted him. I wanted in her ass so bad right there. It was perfectly presented to me and she loves getting buttfucked. I waited a moment longer. Then he saw me at the foot of the bed and freaked again.
Gun shy, I guess.
He apologized and made some random excuses. We told him that it wasn't a big deal. We got dressed and headed home. The wife was a little bummed but I explained to her in the car that the first time is probably a lot like losing your virginity. It feels weird and good at the same time, but it's mostly awkward and in retrospect (compared to the killer sex that comes later with experience) not really that good for anyone.
We went home and fucked for hours. She was still sopping wet and her cum got all over the sheets.
We have plans to try again.
The picture is from some point during the evening. I don't remember at which point it was taken. But that's her delicious snatch.
I'll keep you posted with any new developments.
