[MFM] Pretending to be Passed Out Pt.3: Hubby Joins

Quick sample of the video:

If you’d like to skip the intro, fun starts after the line of O’s below…

It was a snowy day a few years ago, pre-pandemic. My husband and I were 2 bottles of wine in and in good spirits hanging out at home. We’ve known each other since we were teens, dating off and on, sometimes breaking each other’s hearts with cheating during long distance periods, only to become new people, and discover each other all over again.

I’m reserved by nature so without some alcohol or a stimulate, I’m too shy to share about my past adventures with my husband. Sometimes afraid he might think less of me, surprised that we always come out the other end with him being even more turned on that I’m his wife.

On this particularly night, I felt comfortable, cozy, and very open to sharing if my husband asked anything. Our conversation steered to sex of course and we shared some embarrassing moments and also stories about past partners that taught us something new.

“That rotating thing you do with your hips when I start to cum…” He started to ask.

I cut him off, anticipating the rest of the question. “That was Joelle.” I said, ‘He was a black guy I met at a club on a girls’ night out. He had a big cock and would just fuck me as hard as he could. He hurt at first but he broke me in over the course of a summer. He told me to do that.”

I took a big gulp of my wine after my confession.

My husband’s eyes burned with passion at the mention of being fucked by another’s mans big cock.

He leaned in and asked me in a slight whisper “tell me something dark about you. Something you’d never share with anyone else.”

My stomach dropped. I silently got up and walked over to the kitchen and refilled my glass of wine. Out of view of my husband, I removed my clothing and let them drop to the floor. My heavy DDD tits hung proudly. I felt myself getting wet and took a deep breath before walking around the corner, revealing my nude body to my husband.

He smiled and looked at me questioningly.

I laid down on the couch and instructed him to put his head between my legs and eat me.

“If I’m going to tell you this, you’re gonna eat me out while I do it.” I said sternly.

My husband happily started lapping at my pussy. I told him about my college days where I’d get drunk and pretend to be passed out in a bedroom, allowing strangers to use me anonymously in the dark.

I came after telling him about the guy that creampied me. My husband then fucked me hard, his cock as stiff as I’ve ever felt.

We cuddled throughout the night and I felt safe that my husband accepted my kink.

The next morning my husband asked me if I still harbored the kink and I admitted I did. He asked if I’d be open to exploring further with him. I told him that I trusted him completely and he’s allowed to do anything he’d like to me because he knows what I like.

He asked me more questions, getting specific, wanting to tailor the experience for me. I could tell he was intrigued by my interest in consensual non-consent.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

It was a Friday night, a few weeks after telling my husband about my college days. It had been a long week, and my husband and I agreed we needed to blow off some steam. We booked a hotel room downtown because we intended on getting very drunk and didn’t want to drive or take an Uber home.

We pregamed in the room, enjoying some dirty martinis as we got dressed for the evening. We had dinner and hit some bars, chatting it up with strangers and really letting go. I don’t drink often, but when I do, I go hard. I was more than feeling the alcohol and stepped outside to get some fresh air. As always, my husband followed me to make sure I was ok and suggested we finish out the night at the hotel bar, which was only a short three blocks walk away.

I held onto my husbands arm and he lit a joint for us to puff on during our walk since the streets were fairly empty. The combination of alcohol and weed made time lapse in my memory.

Next thing I knew we were walking into the hotel lobby, making our way to the bar. My husband ordered another round, doubles, since it was the last drink of the night. When I’m that drunk I have no control and took a big gulp. I rubbed my husband’s leg suggestively, knowing he was going to fuck my brains out later in a sloppy drunk sex session.

“Wow you are one good looking couple” I heard a voice say.

I looked up from my drink to see a guy that couldn’t have been more than 22-23yrs old. I smiled back and thanked him for the compliment. My husband did the same and invited the man to take a seat. Normally I’d think this was strange as my husband is pretty introverted, but as drunk as I was I just thought my husband was the nicest guy in the world.

We chatted it up with our new friend, Joseph, who said he was staying at the hotel visiting family in town. We finished our drinks and when we stood up after paying our bill I stumbled pretty hard. Joseph caught my arm and offered me to my husband.

“You mind helping me get her upstairs?” He asked.

“Could he be….?” I was about to have a thought before blacking out…

The next morning with my eyes still closed, I heard moaning. Sexual moaning, mine. I opened my eyes, surprisingly not hung over, and realized that the sounds were coming from the TV. My husband paused video and turned off the TV before I could see, smiled at me, and said good morning.

“What happened?” I asked, groggily. My mouth had a salty taste in it, and a white trail was crusted on my cheeks

“Why don’t you wash up, I got you some breakfast.” He said.

I did as he suggested and brushed my teeth and took a shower.

I came out of the steamy bathroom in a plush robe and was handed a Mimosa with fresh squeezed orange juice from room service. My husband gave me a kiss and encouragingly lead me to the bed. We sat at the foot of the mattress, on the edge, and he began casting the events of last night from his phone to the TV.

My eyes were glued to the screen as I reached for my husband’s hand who grasped mine back tightly. The video started with my husband and I walking into our hotel room. My one breast was out, and there was a red patch of skin around my nipples, obvious someone had just sucked on them hard.

My husband paused the video.

“I found Joseph on Tinder. I told him my wife turns into a total slut when she’s drunk and wants to be shared.” He explained. “He was interested and proved to have a big cock. So I set the evening up to meet him at the bar.”

My pussy started to flood as I started to realize what my husband was getting at…

He continued the video and we watched as my husband mounted the recording phone at a good angle to see the whole bed.

On screen, I sat on the bed, same spot I was sitting while watching.

“Want to have some fun?” My husband asked drunk me, “Why don’t you get yourself ready like you did in college. I have a surprise for you.”

I did as my husband asked me and I laid back on the bed, pulled my panties off and pulled my other boob out. I watched as I closed my eyes, seemingly passed out.

I looked away from the TV and at my husband, “oh my God this is so hot!”

My husband grinned at me, knowing I’d be pleased. He handed me the phone and knelt down between my legs; raising my robe to lick me as I continued to watch last night’s adventure.

The video progressed with my husband walking out of the hotel room, and turning the lights off save for the small lamp on the side of the bed. Shortly after, he walked back in with Joseph.

“She’s totally blacked out. But if you still want her, just say ‘on her back’ or ‘her stomach’. I’ll show her the video in the morning” My husband told Joseph.

“Let’s turn her over, I was scoping her ass on the way up, it’s perfect.” Joseph replied.

I watched as the men rolled me over and pulled my dress up over my round Mexican ass cheeks. My husband bent down to whisper something in my ear and I moaned in response with my eyes still closed.

Joseph took the opportunity to strip down and presented his big cock to the room. He got down on his knees, same place my husband was now, and spread my legs and ass.

He leaned in and buried his face in me from behind, tasting my wetness. Joseph brought his head up for air and you could see my pussy juices running from my tight hole as my husband zoomed in with the camera.

“How long has it been man?” My husband asked, implying sex.

“Ugh. Like… 4 months?” Joseph responded.

Joseph laid on top of my body and slid his hardening cock along my round ass. My husband threw him a condom and told him to wrap it up. Joseph acquiesced and put the condom on.

My husband had taken that opportunity to get a good shot of Joseph’s cock. He was about 8 inches by his own admission and very thick.

Joseph approached my prone body, grabbed a pillow and placed it under my pelvis, raised my ass, and positioned my pussy for deep penetration. My husband walked into the frame, climbed onto the bed, and knelt at my head. He leaned forward and spread my ass wide for a younger, more hung man to fuck me.

I opened my eyes briefly, looked at the camera and smiled before either men could notice and went back to looking knocked out.

My husband walked out of view of the camera and took a seat in a chair to watch the action. Joseph straightened his arms like he was doing push ups over me and pounded his cock into me, his young, muscular ass flexing each time he bottomed out.

I made soft moaning noises like “oh oh oh” and “yes babe fuck me.”

Joseph looked at my husband and grinned “she thinks I’m you” he mused.

I drunkenly tried to prop myself up, and my husband removed the pillow from under me, allowing me to get on my hands and knees in a proper doggystyle position. My husband zoomed in with the camera onto my face and I had a glazed over look in my eyes, clearly blacked out, getting my drunk married pussy pounded by a horny young man.

As I watched the video, I grabbed my husband’s head and pushed it into me, burying his tongue further inside my wet hole. My husband made large circles with his tongue inside me, tasting my soaking wet pussy walls. I’d grip down on his tongue, forcing it to pop out and him to push it back in me.

The scene on the TV progressed with me being turned over on my back. My eyes were closed now and bobbing along with the rythem of Joseph fucking me. He was picking up his pace and looked like he was getting close to cumming. My husband walked over to my limp body and started rubbing his cock all over my face, offering his dick to my mouth like a milk bottle. I instinctively opened my mouth and allowed him to fuck it.

Joseph watched my husband use my mouth and announced he was about to cum, my husband pulled out of my mouth and told him “here”.

Joseph pulled out of my pussy, slipped the condom off and hurried to my mouth. He shoved his cock in unceremoniously and closed his eyes. He exhaled, looking up at the ceiling and came in my mouth. I don’t normally enjoy swallowing, but in that state, I grabbed his cock and milked it into my mouth. Joseph hopped off the bed and quickly put his clothing on, thanked my husband, and left.

I noticed the video went on for another 15 minutes and was curious what else my husband did to me. He was off camera and sounded like he was rummaging through his weekender bag. He walked back on screen with a butt plug and lube.

I looked away from the TV and down at my husband eating my pussy. “You bad boy” I told him. I continued to watch the video and knew my husband was headed for my ass.

He positioned the camera at the foot of the bed, turned me onto my stomach and faced my ass towards the camera. He spread me wide with one hand and started fingering me with the other in my tight asshole. Normally I’d squirm and love it, but I watched as I just laid there on the screen, helpless to what my husband was doing.

He inserted the butt plug into my freshly lubed ass and I stirred slightly, moaning as I turned my head but then went back to sleep. My husband knew he could do whatever he wanted to me since I gave him permission, so he left the butt plug in me as he climbed onto me similar to how Joseph had done.

He fucked me with slow, purposeful strokes and reached underneath my pelvis to finger my clit. Every time he pounded against my ass it’d push the butt plug and stimulate my asshole. Even in my drunken, blacked out state I moaned and was grinding back against his cock. He was talking dirty to me, telling me what a great wife and slut I was and how much he enjoyed watching me be taken by a stranger.

My mouth was agape on screen and in real life as my husband’s tongue work was getting me close to cumming. Watching him use my body on video was more than I could take. I grabbed his head and started to cum hard.

On screen my body started to silently shake with an orgasm as well, my eyes closed but my mouth wide open in an O shape.

My husband called me a “good girl” and pulled out of my pussy, his cock soaked in my juices.

He moved to the top of the bed, laid his head on the pillow and mine on his thigh. He placed his cock in my sleepy, open mouth and began slowly fucking it. My husband grabbed my hair and began poking at the inside of my cheeks with his hard cock. I was making slight sucking attempts but he was doing most of the work.

He looked right at the camera, blew a kiss, and smiled as he started to cum. With how turned on he was, it was no surprise his load was huge, some making it’s way down my throat, but mostly dribbling out of my mouth down my cheeks.

With that, my husband walked over to the camera and turned it off, ending the video.

As the screen went dark I pulled my husband’s head up from my pussy and told him to fuck me now.

He climbed between my legs and kissed me deep as he humped me hard and fast like a dog in heat. We both were grunting and pounding our genitals together, fucking like two wild animals. He came fast and held me tight as he caught his breath.

My husband took my face in his hands and told me he loved me. We cuddled the rest of the morning re-watching and fucking each other until it was check out time.

To this day he’ll plan to set me up like this at least once a year, it’s always a blast, and I rarely know it’s coming. We always wake up the next morning, watch the video, and fuck each other’s brains out as he tells me about the night and sex I can’t remember.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zwnuhb/mfm_pretending_to_be_passed_out_pt3_hubby_joins