A few years ago I met a couple online in a city I visited regularly for work. He and I chatted to start, then she joined in. He was excited to share his wife with a man who’s sole purpose would be to give her sexual satisfaction. Just a fuck toy really, with a big cock.
The next time that I was in town, he agreed to let her come meet me at a bar, and possibly more. She looked great, nice flat stomach, but with some womanly curves. She had told me that she had a fantasy of getting fingered by a stranger at a bar, and I noticed she was wearing a shorter skirt. Interesting.
We sat at the bar, with no one else on our side. We chatted, flirted a little, then started to get more touchy. I noticed her phone buzz and saw “hubby” on her screen. She smiled and just said he would be checking in to see if she was happy.
“Are you happy?” I asked.
“Very” she said, looking down at the bulge that had been present in my pants since I sat down.
We held eye contact, then I looked down between her legs. She knew exactly what I was thinking and slid forward in her seat, spreading her legs apart. I could see the blue lace panties, and didn’t feel like I needed further invitation. I pulled her panties to the side and started to tease her slit with my middle finger. She bit her lip.
“Better?” I asked.
She nodded at me, holding eye contact as she turned slightly in her chair, giving me better access to her wet pussy. I slid my middle finger deep inside her as she let her head fall back. Feeling how wet she was, I added a second finger and started to fuck her slowly with them. She was rocking her hips slightly, while trying not to be obvious.
She quickly grabbed her phone, and discreetly took a picture of my fingers inside her, then texted it to her husband.
“I won’t be home for a while” she added.
Then she turned back to me and said she was ready to leave. I paid the tab, and walked behind her and out the door. As we walked along the empty street, I stopped her and pulled her hips back into me. “You feel that?” I asked. She nodded, leaning back into me, her hand reaching back to stroke my cock over my pants.
“How far is your hotel?” she asked. We started to walk again.
Once inside the car she was quick to reach for my cock over my pants again. “I need to see this thing.” I’m big, but not huge, but in the sitting position, all the blood gets pushed into my cock and it looks its most impressive. As she pulled it out, all she could say was “Fuck yes” before she leaned down to take me in her mouth as I started to the short drive to my hotel.
We stopped beside a car at a stoplight, and she made a point to look up at the driver, then immediately open her mouth, making it very obvious she was sucking my dick.
It was only a couple of minutes before we were at the hotel, in the elevator with my fingers deep inside her as we made the trip up to my floor, then quickly to my room.
I had a large room with a couch pressed against the window, and we quickly started undressing each other, me pushing her back to the couch. I lifted her up so that she would sit on the top of the couch, and spread her legs. She leaned back against the window that overlooked the pool and spread her legs wide for me. I wasted no time in diving into that sweet pussy with me tongue.
I love giving oral, and knew she would enjoy the sight and feeling of a strange new tongue on her clit. She almost lost her balance as I licked her for the first time. Again, her phone buzzed, and knowing who it likely was, I dove back into her pussy as I heard the camera click and the swoosh of a message being send.
I teased her to the brink of orgasm, but didn’t want her to cum yet. Instead, I backed away, and dropped by underwear to the floor. She moved to me like a woman possessed, turning me around and sitting me on the couch as she dropped to her knees in front of me.
She took my 7.5inch cock in her hand and quickly in her mouth as well. I reached for her phone, handing it to her as we made eye contact. She entered her code and handed it back to me, taking my long cock deep in her mouth as she stared at the camera. Fuck. So hot.
But I needed her pussy. I started to pull her up to me.
“Do we need anything?” I asked.
“No, I want to feel you” as she lined up the head of my cock with her pussy. She sank down as I grabbed her hips and pushed up into her. We both moaned.
For the next 20minutes we made use of the couch, the desk, the wall, and the bed, with me fucking her from behind, pinned against the wall, laying on her back with her legs spread, then from behind again. It wasn’t romantic sex. We fucked each other. I pulled her hair. She grabbed my ass. We used each others bodies for our own gratification until I was about to cum.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum” I said.
Without missing a beat, she pulled off of me and turned to line my cock up with her breasts. I came hard, covering her with my cum.
She reached and handed me the phone again. I took another picture of her, laying on the bed, covered in my seed. She sent it to her husband with the note “thank you. I loved it”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bg5vsd/mf_another_hotwife_experience
I would love to let my wife do that. She says she is too old now (51) but would have happily done it 20 years ago but we weren’t married to each other then.