I’ve been a hotwife for a few years, and my cuckold husband and I have had lots of fun in that time. But of course life can get busy and it’s been far too long since I’ve been able to find a good cock to suck and fuck, which meant I knew I had to take advantage of a business trip to Frankfurt last week.
Beforehand, I let my cucky hubby know exactly what I planned to do — I was going to a country where prostitution is legal, and I was going to make the most of it. While I don’t have a hard time attracting male attention, even at 35 with a few extra pounds, the thought of a male escort really excited me. I knew I’d be able to get just what I wanted, have a great time without spending a bunch of time picking through losers, plus my husband would pay for me to get fucked by a real man. Win-win-win.
On Wednesday, I flew the red-eye to Frankfurt and spent Thursday in meetings. In between every meeting and sometimes during them, I was flipping through websites and profiles, trying to find the guy I wanted. I knew I wanted someone blond, fairly broad, and a guy who knew at least enough English that we’d be able to share some dirty talk. Once I found a guy that fit the bill, I made the arrangements right away – I knew exactly what I wanted from my night and wasn’t going to let anyone beat me to the punch. I ended up lingering over his profile for the last hour of my work day, fantasizing about the fucking I knew I’d be getting.
I excused myself before dessert while having dinner with German colleagues, citing the long trip as my reason for going back to my room for the night well before the others were wrapping up. I double-checked the arrangements and slipped into a robe, leaving on my black and white bra and panties. I was nearly quivering with excitement when he finally knocked on the hotel room door and I answered it right away.
My bull’s name was Jakob, and he was 6’1″ of gorgeous. Thick blond hair, beautiful hazel eyes, a strong body and thick accent. I’d later discover that he had a few piercings, too. He came in and flashed a smile, and I felt such a thrill as I gave him the envelope of Euros that I’d drawn from my husband’s account.
We sat on the bed together, making a little bit of small talk before he asked me what I wanted. When I responded that I wanted to be fucked, he chuckled and called me naughty in his accent. We started making out, with him sucking on my neck, and then he pulled my robe off of me. His hands wandered everywhere, but especially cupping my tits. My nipples were already hard and pussy starting to throb when we pulled my bra off. His fingers then mouth went to my tits, licking and sucking until my nipples were tight and my areolas were puckered and dark. He had a tongue piercing and the little ball in his tongue pressed against the hard nubs so perfectly. His hands wandered lower and then I was naked on the bed before he’d taken off a single piece of clothing.
That man gave the best oral I’ve ever had. He did things with his tongue that I didn’t think were possible. My lips were swollen and warm, filled with desire, and he licked them and pulled them into his mouth, squeezing them gently between his teeth and lips, stretching them and making he gasp. He tongue-fucked my hole, scooping out my juices and smearing them against my aching clit. My legs were shaking and hips rolled so much that he had to pin them down in order to give my clit the sucking he knew I wanted. I came all over his face and saw stars.
I love being eaten out from behind, so I asked for that as he helped me roll over onto my hands and knees. “Ass too?” he asked and I nodded enthusiastically. Again, his tongue worked fucking magic on my pussy and made my asshole shiver in pleasure. This was the perfect position to text my eagerly waiting cuckold at home and let him know that his wife had already been treated to one amazing orgasm from the talented bull he had paid for.
Jakob lapped at my pussy, all the way from my clit to my pucker, over and over again, and then he focused on my clit again, this time flicking and nudging it with his tongue until I came. He was truly an expert pussy licker – most guys speed up or go harder when you tell them “that’s perfect,” but he was smooth and steady with lots of control and a tongue and jaw that never tired. My husband gives good head, but even he could take a lesson from my bull.
I didn’t move and look back, I just asked him to fuck me. It was sweet torture to listen to him undress behind me and when I heard the condom wrapper, I was trembling with anticipation. My husband has a nearly average size cock, and I use lots of toys, but I was excited to get a real cock again after so long. He commented on my pussy juices all over my thighs as he rubbed the head of his cock over my lips and I felt the hard ball of another piercing pressing against me even through the condom. I wanted to feel it inside me so fucking bad and finally couldn’t take it anymore and asked him with a “please?!”
He slid into me and it was glorious. Thick, hard, and hot. I rolled my hips and shifted my body until he was hitting every place perfectly, and I remember looking down and seeing the thick comforter bunched up in my clenched hands as he fucked me. I came on his cock in no time, and once my pussy had stopped spasming, I pulled away from his cock because I just had to see it.
It was about 8 inches long, thicker than average, and had this deep red head. Uncut, with a Prince Albert. I took one look at it and knew I needed to suck it. I peeled the condom off of him and started to lick all over that dark red head. I played with his foreskin, sucking on it and licking under it. He asked me if he could “mess up” my hair while I blew him and I looked up at him and nodded. His smile was so sexy as I tasted his salty precum and I knew I wanted to make him cum in my mouth. I rubbed his balls, sucked him, drooled all over him, and eventually he came, his fingers all tangled into my hair and pulling it.
I gave him a few minutes of rest before using my hands to make him hard again, and once I did, I slipped another condom on him so I could ride him. Cowgirl is my absolute favorite position, and his cock had amazing staying power. I must have rode him for 25 minutes. I fucked him while on my knees, planted my feet on the bed to bounce on his cock, and grinded hard on him. His hands were all over my body: in my hair again, on my hips, playing with my tits, rubbing my clit. His lap was soaked from at least a couple orgasms by the time I was done, and he was still rock hard and ready. Wanting a repeat of earlier, I told him I wanted him to pound my cunt.
We readjusted and I looked back at him with a smile as he lined up with my now messy, stretched out pussy. He pushed into me, grabbed my hips and gave me a fucking that my husband couldn’t even dream of. Hard and fast, filling every corner of my pussy, making me grunt and growl like I was in heat. I felt like a perfect slut as my bull claimed me and when I heard the moans that let me know he was cumming, I came again as he slapped my ass.
When he pulled out of me, I asked him to give me the condom and I snapped a picture of the filled condom for my cucky husband, waiting back home for updates. Jakob and I laughed about the tourist updates I’d be able to give him, and took a few minutes to snuggle and kiss as I started to fill in my husband with text messages. Jakob dressed and went on his way, but not before I tipped him with more of my cuck’s money.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4mnu2o/fm_a_hotwife_trip_to_germany_xposted_from_rcuckold