Cuckoldry - Wife Given Permission - Husband Devast - Sexgeschichten

Cuckoldry - Wife Given Permission - Husband Devast

One evening we went out for drinks in a bar with music.

My wife was looking sexier than ever. At one point I

had to use the men's room. When I came back I saw her

chatting and flirting with another man. She was

touching his arm as she spoke. She nodded and went up

onto the dance floor with him.

My wife danced with him and it looked like she was

trying to fuck him. I could make out my wife kissing

her partner on the lips and rubbing her crotch against

his pelvis. I felt both jealous and aroused. My

erection was hurting me in my pants. His hand was in

between her legs and I was sure he was touching her

intimately as they danced, rubbing his stiff cock

against her.

With a frown, I walked up to her and waved her over.

When he realised we were together he excused himself

and left.

"You looked friendly a moment ago..." I remarked.

She giggled and said:

"Did you see it honey? He was trying to pick me up. He

was feeling me up on the dance floor and I let him. I

felt so wicked letting him play with me and feeling

poke his boner against my leg. He wanted to fuck me, he

said he'd fuck me all night and I'd enjoy it, he'd make

sure I did. He said he could smell my wet cunt and he

knew I was gagging for it. I told him I was married and

not interested but I have to admit it made me wet

between the legs and so horny. I want you to take me

home now, please. "

She was hot. I reached under her skirt to ...

... find her

panties dripping wet. It was like they'd just come out

of the washing machine. She was soaked through. With

her help I had her panties off in a minute and held

them dripping in my hand. I slipped my hand back under

the elastic find her pussy slopping wet. Her labia were

completely open and her clit was a hard nub under my

fingers. Just touching her pussy caused her to hump

back and forth on my hand and sigh as if she was

already being fucked.

She fumbled for her purse. She pulled out a small

business card with the guys phone numbers and email

addresses on them.

"His name is Tom. I got his phone number, baby. He told

me I could call him any time. Maybe he can come and

keep me company when you are out sometime," she added

with a mischievous smile.

This seemed to turn her on even more. I guess she had

been tempted and the fantasy of her straddling him then

riding his cock crossed my mind. I'm sure he would have

gladly fucked her brains out. She told me she was very

aroused and asked me if I was angry. I replied that I

wasn't and she could tell how aroused I. I told her

that it was one of my deepest fantasies to watch her

fuck another man.

PROPOSAL

"Are you serious? You don't mind me fucking another

man? You won't be jealous or mad at me? You could never

take away the fact that he had stuck his cock into my

pussy and come inside me. That we had screwed. That he

had filled me with his ...