[MF] our trip to Charleston. Part 2

Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12uklvr/mf_our_voyeristic_trip_to_charleston/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=1&utm_term=1

My wife stared at the motel window, eyes glazing over.

“Invite them in.” She whispered in my ear breathlessly.

“You sure?” I asked.

She nodded her head with a sultry look.

I strolled toward the door. Showing more confidence than I felt

I looked over my shoulder. “Last chance to back out.”

“Do it,” she giggled.

I opened the door slightly and awkwardly asked, “Would you all care to come in.”

“Oh, we shouldn’t,” said the blonde lady from earlier.

“Don’t be such a prude, Lindsay.” Her female companion said, “It’d be rude not to.

This new lady was smoking hot. She had very nicely tanned skin, long legs reaching the sky, and a rack that belonged in porn. She had red hair that was done up in a faddish style, and her lips were such a deep crimson that I swore they were picked from a cherry tree.

“Blair,” she said, pushing into the room. “Nice to meet you.” She glanced down. “And you.” She purred, biting her lip.

The man with them walked in and laughed nervously. “I’d shake your hand, but I know where it’s been.” He grinned. “I’m Matthew.”

Matthew was of average height, with black hair and green eyes. He looked like he knew the name of every piece of equipment in the gym.

Lindsay was still standing outside, blushing furiously. “I think I’m going to head back,” she said, looking like she was second-guessing herself.

“Nonsense,” Blair said, “get in here and live a little.”

Blair grabbed Lindsay by the wrist and dragged her into the room. Matthew closed the door and put his arm around Lindsay.

“You were so excited to tell us what happened earlier, and our new friends look like they want you to get another peek.”

My wife had settled herself up on her arms and had spread her legs slightly. I could see that she was excited by the wetness reflecting light between her thighs.

“You never got to see the end of the show.” She grinned wickedly at Lindsay.

“Please go on, you little fox.” Blair said, “You’re such a naughty girl.”

I walked back over to the bed, and Matthew pulled the couch over so that they could all get a front-row seat.

My wife glances up at me. “Your cock is still hard, stud. Why don’t you show these nice people how you fuck your little slut.”

My cock stood straight up, and I thought I would pass out from all the blood rushing to it.

I walked around the bed, grabbed my wife by her hips, and flipped her on her belly.

“Oh fuck.” Wife squealed.

I grabbed her by the hips again and pulled her into doggy position.

“Anytime my wife looks away from you guys, Blair, I want you to come over and give her a little smack on the face.”

“Yes, sir!” Blair moaned, running her hands up her body and squeezing her generous breast together.

Now it was time for the show. I lined up my dick, and with a quick thrust, I entered my wife, and she let out a loud moan. I began slamming myself into her with a hard rhythm. At this point, I wasn’t sure what was louder, her moans or the sound of my thighs slapping against her ass.

I glanced up to see one of the hottest scenes I’d seen. Blair had pulled her skirt up, and her little red thong was around one of her ankles. Her fingers were alternating between making circular motions and teasing her tiny asshole. Her other hand was up her shirt, and she was squeezing her tit so hard that I’m sure it left a bruise.

Matthew had his cock out and had a fist wrapped around it. His other hand was on Blair’s thigh, leaving indents on her skin.

Lindsay’s hands, unfortunately, we’re not exploring her body. One was gripping the couch arm, and the other was placed over her mouth.

After about ten minutes of wrecking my wife’s pussy. Blair stands up and starts to undress.

“Fuck.” She pants. “ I need that cock now, you pretty little slut.”

I stop mid-stroke, not sure what to say. I’m pretty sure my wife is going to shoot her down.

Blair gets on her hands and knees and crawls toward the bed.

“Please, I need it. I want to choke on it. I want it in my fucking pussy. I want him to use my ass. Fuck I’ve never been so horny in my life!”
She mewls.

She gets close to the bed and gets up to a kneeling position.

She looks my wife in the eyes and says. “If you let me, I’ll show you ways to please a woman that you’ve never felt before.”

With that said, she plants a deep kiss on my wife’s lips, and I can feel her body responding.

“Wait!” She gasped, and collected herself. “I want her first.” She points her finger at Lindsay.

Lindsay’s eyes go wide, and she stammers, “B-b-but.”

That’s all for this part, guys. I’ll try to wrap up on the next one, but…..

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