Filled to overflowing – an anniversary to remember [MMF]

A few nights ago I had a most enjoyable dream, you see my wife and I live apart for work and so we spend a less than ideal amount of time together. I told her about this dream and promissed that if she fulfilled a dare I would write it in detail for her to enjoy. Here it goes, I hope you enjoy it as much as we did. You never know, maybe someday dreams may come true.

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Paul and Libby where out to dinner on the town, having not seen each other for some time due to working on oposite sides of the state, they were regailing each other with stories of their time apart. Libby was wearing a mid-length deep blue flowing dress with a deep plunging cleavage and bare back. She had just bought this dress recently and had been looking for the perfect opporunity to break it in for her husband. He loved it when she showed off and dressed a bit slutty, as long as it was slutty with class. She had taped her perfectly perky D-cups in leiu of a bra for the occasion and had selected a matching g-string from her collection that she was excited to show him later.

The meal was served, a tasty pasta dish with just the right blend of flavours to sait the appetite without overwhelming, and they began devouring in earnest. She sipped a G&T and told him about her dancing, she was a very talented dancer and would go out 3-4 nights a week, enjoying the culture of the latin dance fraternity and the freedom of expression that it gave her. He loved to hear about her nights. His most potent kink was when other men gave her attention and stories of them touching, grinding and kissing her drove him wild. He loved to hear about the attempts men made to lure her home and the fun she had teasing them with her body as she danced the nights away with one partner after another vying for her attention.

She regailed him with the story of one recent encounter of a man fighting for her attention and to have the next dance with her time after time. As she told him of his attempts to kiss her as he fondled her tight ass, she lifted her foot and began massaging his cock under the table. The resturant was lit with low level mood lighting and she flushed as she watched the exquiste agony of desire swell and grow in Paul’s face. They continued their meal, the stories flowing, but Paul’s eyes were lit with a fire of unquenchable desire that was palpable over the space between them.

They finished their meal and opted to enjoy tapas dessert and drinks at the resturant bar. Paul stood up and helped with her seat, guiding her to the bar and ordering her another drink. He excused himself and went to the bathroom. She could see that he was uncomfortable, his erection had not fully resided and the glimpses of her luscious breasts as they walked had been too much. He obviously needed to breathe and to cool down.

She sat contemplating what she hoped that he would do to her that night. She truely relished him, their time together never dissapointed and she knew that he would be making her cum multiple times that night. She smirked as she thought about how much he enjoyed other men enjoying her.

“Excuse me, is this seat taken?” She started from her reverie. A true man stood before her, 6’4″ tonned like an athlete, early 40’s with strong jaw, peircing green eyes and a mop of dirty blond hair in the most effortless waving perfection. He smiled at her as she startled and began to stammer a reply. She almost said no but then she remembered Paul and thought that he would be turned up to 11 if he returned and saw him talking to her.

“Yeeeee, No, no, please take a seat” she said as she flashed him a charming smile over her drink. He introduced himself as Zac and they began to talk, he was in town on business and had just wrapped up a huge deal for his company. She told him she had been there for a meal and was enjoying a last drink for the evening. 

Her desert arrived as they spoke, a dainty strawberry affair with a dash of passionfruit drizzle.

She noticed Paul slip back from the facilities, he started heading towards her, saw Zac and changed course, sitting down nearby where he could probably hear some of their conversation but not all of it. She could see him over Zac’s shoulder and he indicated his consent and excitement as he watched he flirt with this perfect specimen of a man.

Zac placed a hand on her thigh, he watched intently, looking for a sign that she was receptive. She reached forward and investgated the fabric of his shirt with her fingers, telling him how handsome she thought he looked in his tailored shirt. His hand moved higher and they continued talking and flirting.

Paul watched cautiously from the bar. He was enraptured, he loved hearing stories, but he had never seen his wife spin her web like this. She had changed so much since they first met, grown in every positve way. Over the past few months, her confidence had exploded and he was more madly in love with her than he had ever been before. As he watched Zac moving his hand further up his wife’s thigh, his cock swelled and lept to attention. He ached deep inside, a longing and desire of uncontrollable proportions was growing inside him.

Paul was not an unattractive man, at 5’10” and built like a tank, he had regular gritty charm. He cut a genuinely mannly figure but in a well managed father style. He was a natural leader, a senior manager in his firm and used to taking charge but he did not have that fairytale epicness that he saw in front of him now. He was not ashamed of his looks but was aware that he cut a safe and homely figure. Dependable and strong he thrilled that he was able to be Libby’s rock as they travelled life together.

Zac leant forward, wispering in Libby’s ear, a greedy smile spread across her face and PauL wondered what he had said. She leaned forward whispering back to Zac, winking at Paul and flashing that enrapturing smile that had ensnared him that very first day they met.

Libby had been caught unprepared. Zac had leaned forward and said close to her ear “Do you want to get out of here, I have a room nearby?” A thought crossed her mind instantly. Over dinner they had been discussing Paul’s fetish for sharing her with another man, was this her chance to make that a reality. She leaned forward, making sure to do so in such a way that he had a deep and full glimpse of her ample cleavage. She wriggled forward feeling his fingers almost touching her wetness. She was already soaked from the attention as she said “I like that idea but I have my own room tonight. Come with me …”

She stood up, his fingers touched her dripping mound as she stepped forward and past him. Her hand trailed as she pulled him toward Paul.

Paul looked startled, he didn’t know what to do as Libby pulled Zac towards him. “Zac this is my husband Paul, we are out tonight enjoying our 5 year wedding anniversary.” Zac was shocked, he didn’t know what to do, Libby has seemed to reciprocate his advances and had flirted with him merciessly. He stood there stunned. She winked clearly at Paul and said “Zac, if it is alright with Paul, I think I would like you to come back to our room with us.”

Paul stammed “Ahh, YES, shure!” then added “but on one condition, I take the lead”. Zac couldn’t compute, here was a drop dead stunner in front of him, a true 10 out of 10. She had reached out and grasped her husband’s hand, one man in each hand and was smiling at him with eyes full of lust. The husband was hot too, so strong and sturdy. He looked like he had fitness and stamina to last for days and the eyes of a kind soul. Libby glanced back at him, with eyes full of lust and he made an instant decision. “Lead the way” he said.

Paul dropped Libby’s hand and turned and walked towards to door never looking back. Libby clutched at Zac’s arm, she was quite tall at 5’10” also, same as Paul, and snuggled perfectly into Zac’s shoulder as she led him a few paces behind her husband.

The hotel they were staying at was very close, only 2 blocks down and they arrived in no time. As they entered the elevator Paul held the door and pressed the button for almost the very top floor. As the door closed, he turned to Zac and said “Show me you want this, kiss her to show her how excited you are to enjoy Libby tonight.”

The words were barely out before she pounced on him, he kissed her deeply, her face angled up to his lips and her full firm breasts pressing against him as he explored her mouth. Time seemed to freeze as he explored her lips. Her eyes burried into him and the taste of her ecstasy filled him with need. He felt her left breast in his hand without even realising, full and firm and …. amazingly real, he thought they must have been fake for sure. He pulled back and smiled, catching his breath briefly before diving back in her more of her lips.

“Ding” the both startled, they were at the floor, Paul led the way out toward the room and held the door, standing asside to let them both enter through.
It was a beautiful corner apartment room, with a full lounge, dining room, kitchen and seperate bedroom, overlooking the lights of the city with full floor to ceiling glass. The view was stunning as the city sparkled in the colorful lights. They had hired it for the evening to enjoy some luxury for their anniversary.

Paul led Zac to a couch and offered him a seat. “Show his cock some attention” he said to Libby as he walked from the room. Libby slipped to her knees, spreading Zac’s legs as she began to lossen his belt and pants, he leant forward and kissed her as she worked and she quickly had his cock in her hand.

If Zac was proud of one thing in his life, it was his cock. Beautifully circumcised, 8.5″ long and just on 5″ girth, it’s proportions where perfect. Libby eyes opened wide as she unwrapped him! The shock and excitement on her face was evident. She began stroking him with her hands and he ran his fingers through her beautiful auburn hair.

She stopped briefly and undressed him fully, running her hands over his chest and thighs as she tossed his clothes away with abandon. When he was fully naked she pushed him back into the chair and without any fuss began to lick and flick the tip of his cock. He groaned in pleasure, she was fucking unbelieveable. This was amazing.

Paul entered the room, a small tray in his hand with a drink for each of them. He saw Libby stroking and sucking Zac’s cock. Zac’s eyes were rolled back in pleasure and snapped back to reality as Paul muttered “Fuck me” with a happy chuckle. “Wow mate, I hope you know how to use that thing. Babe I think you are in for a treat tonight”. He sat down on the next couch watching as Libby sucked and rubbed Zac’s perfect cock. She swallowed him whole, his cock clearly slipping into her throat as she quietly gagged and stroked, her hands alternating from shaft to balls in perfect combination as she looked with longing at Zac.

As she bobbed up and down, she turned and looked to Paul, she could she how hard he was, his throbbing cock was almost tearing the seams in his pants but he was not touching it. Focused intently on the enrapturing scene before him. “Take of your dress” he quietly commanded. She instantly stopped and stood. She writhed and twisted giving Zac the most enchanting view as she slowly removed the dress. Her breasts fell forward, bouncing softly at full flushed attention, her perfect small pinky brown nipples hard as iron in desperate need.

She dropped her dress to the ground, the turned her tight hard bottom, firm enough to crack an egg and the result of countless hours of boxing and squats directly towards Zac,. She bent full forward, the spegetti string of her g-string the only cover for her perfectly puckered arse. The tight string was slid between her firm tight innie lips. She slowly slid them down, her eyes never leaving Paul as she rocked slowly back and forth. Her juices stretched like a glistening cob-web from panties to soaked pussy all the way until they passed her knees before finally snapping back against her gently.

Paul was on another plane of existence. Never had he imagined that he would be seeing this. His most deeply held fantasy unfolding before his eyes.

“Ride him” he said.

Libby backed up, then slowly lowered herself down, until Zac’s tip was resting against her lips.

She hovered there for what seemed like forever. Enjoying the gentle pressure of his swollen cock against her. She paused, ‘Am I sure I want to do this?’ she thought. She looked again at Paul and knew without any doubt that he loved her unconditionally and that this was deeply ok with him. She was excited and suddenly sure. She dropped down. Zac’s head burst inside her as she suddered at the deep thrill of his entering. “Wow” was all she could say. He was sooooo fucking huuuge! She had never felt this full and it felt amazing. She slowly started to ride him. He felt so good. She heard him groaning in pleasure behind her. His hands had taken possesion of her arse as he guided her up and down on his throbbing cock.

Eventually they switched, she needed kisses and twisted around to facing him, holding his shaft as she lowered herself back down and riding him slowly as he kissed her. “Pull my hair she wispered in his ear” and he took a handfull and gently tugged pulling her head back and exposing her neck. He kissed her neck and she rode against him. Her perfect tips bouncing and rolling against his chin and chest.

“Babe, stand up and lean against the ottoman, Zac take her from behind.” Wow, Libby had nearly forgotten that Paul was even there. Zac’s huge cock had blocked out all other thoughts. She instantly did as instructed, she felt Zac position behind her and his cock enter her lips and he began to pound. He was so long and strong. She felt like she was being impaled with each thrust of ecstacy. Now she knew what it meant to be full. She struggled to hold her breath between each powerful thrust as he pounded deeply inside her.

Paul stood up, he tore off his shirt and lossened his belt. He stepped forward and as he did his cock sprung out forward. Libby saw it coming towards her face like a cruise missile. Her focus narrowed. In that moment it was the only thing in the world that mattered to her. She grasped it and swallowed in whole, sucking and licking Paul’s shaft and Zac pounded her relentlessly. The salty taste of his precum the perfect flavour and everything that she needed in that moment.

Paul was smaller, only about 5.5″ but he was thick at about 4.5″. This was her cock, she knew every milimeter of it. Every wrinkle, fold and throbbling vein, and she loved it. It fit so perfectly in her mouth, not too big, not too small. Her goldilocks cock. She devoured it.

They continued for some time, all three groaning and grunting in pleasure.

Suddenly Libby wanted more. She stopped and stood up. “Babe go lie on the bed” she said as she kissed him. He could taste her and his cock, that was familiar but there was something new, a deep strong new taste on her lips that he didn’t know and it thrilled him.

Libby downed her drink in one gulp and danced towards the bedroom. “Hurry up you two” she smiled seductively, “You better not make me wait”. When they got in the room she pushed Paul roughly onto the bed and climbed on top of him, she attacked his face kissing him deeply as she knelt above him, his legs dangling over the side as she scratched at him in her need. Zac leant against the wall gently stroking his cock, watching, as they kissed for some time. Their kiss was so deep and passionate, he thought Paul would make her cum just from the intensity of the attack.

Libby stopped, “Fuck this, I’m in charge now” and she raised up and lowered herself onto Paul’s cock. “Zac get over here and finger my ass, rub the rim and open me up while I fuck this hunk of a man” she said, ending with a deep earthy grunt. Zac needed no second invitation. He moved forward quickly and started rimming her ass as she leant forward kissing and riding Pauls flagpole. She had been so wet, his fingers were drenched a slid inside her easily, he rimmed and fingered her with first one finger, then two, then a very tight third. She had Paul spread eagled on the bed, pinning his hands above his head as she took what she wanted from him and tore at his face, bitting, sratching and sucking with abandon. A regular harpy in heat.

“Fuck my ass” she screamed, Zac slid forward, rubbing her juices on this shaft and pressing against her hole. She stopped riding Paul and held still as he slowly pressed inside her. He felt her shudder and wimper as he slowly drilled his monster cock into her ass. “Oh fuck that feels so good” Paul said. “Oh, FUCK, oh FUUUUCCCCKKKK, YES, YES” Libby said. Zac was now balls deep, he slowly started thrusting in and out. “Fuck me harder” Libby wimpered. Zac complied, slowly building mommentum and pressure.

Zac was in shock, this was the hottest woman he had ever fucked and this was the hottest fuck he could ever imagine. She was soooo tight. He almost blew his load the moment she had told him to fuck her ass. That scream, so primal and desperate had touched him in a place he had never felt before and he wanted more. As he began to thrust, he felt his balls tense. He changed his pace, he couldn’t cum yet. He slid deeply in and out of her perfect puckered ass. It’s shape was textbook perfect and it gripped him like a drowning person holding a life ring. Libby began to ride, he could feel Paul’s throbbing cock through the walls inside her. Zac could tell Paul was close too.

Suddenly Libby screemed, her ass clenched like a drawstring as she shuddered and shook. Paul reached up and grabbed her, holding her to his chest in a vise like grip, and started pounding like a crazy person. He was yanking her head back roughly in his hands. “Fucking pound” he yelled at Zac. Both Paul and Zac thrust inside her like their lives depended on it. She screamed and shook, shaking like someone possessed. Her juices where flowing everywhere like a leaping mountain stream and still they pounded. She grunted and punched trying to stop them, trying to push them away, kicking and squealing, but they kept pounding. Suddenly Zac, froze, his cock leapt and rope after rope of thick hot cum leapt into Libby’s ass. Paul shuddered and then followed his cum pumping inside her like a fire hydrant on full open. She groaned and shuddered one last time, riding a rolling wave of orgasm as Zac fell forward against her arse, all strength gone from his limbs.

They lay there for a while, “Le petite mort” in all truth. Unable to move, unable to think, the total pleasure having washed away completely every ounce of who they were.

Slowly, after quite some time, they began to stir, blood re-entering their brains and conciousness slowly seeping back in.

Zac stood, his cock slidding slowly out of Libby’s gaping hole, his cum dribbling out down her onto Paul’s, shaved and empty balls.

Libby stood up next, ignoring the cum running down her legs, as though it was not even there. Totally unashmed and unabashed. She led Zac to the lounge and helped him gather his clothes.

Paul came through, cock rock hard and totally naked and stood in the passage watching as Libby led Zac to the door. “Thanks” was all he said, Zac had the feeling that was about all he could manage in the moment, the thrilling exhausing obvious on his face. Libby stood on her tip toes in the door as he turned to say goodbye and kissed him. She wispered something quickly and pushed him gently out the door. He was standing there stunned like a deer in the headlights as she turned totally bare and naked and closed the door.

Paul stepped forward and held Libby to his chest as the door swung closed. They were both smiling in total happiness and bliss.

Paul lifted her head and bored his gaze deeply into hers.

“You are without doubt the best fucking wife in the universe” he preened.

“Now, it’s time I take back what’s mine” he said as he led her back into the bedroom.

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If she completes her dare tonight, I will send her the link to this. Please wish her luck.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k04yab/filled_to_overflowing_an_anniversary_to_remember