I thought you guys, gals, and pals might like the dream I had last night.
My wife and I were going on vacation, staying in an extravagantly fancy hotel. The floor was covered in hexagonal black, white, and gold tires. The walls were papered with gold leaf, and the vaulted ceiling was glass, revealing the stars. My wife and I are dressed in a gorgeous backless dress and a bespoke Italian suit, respectively.
I had to go talk to the front desk to verify everything was alright with the room. My wife held a table at the bar next to the lobby. An older gentleman approaches my wife. He comes from big money and is clearly used to getting what he wants.
As I walk back, I hear him say, “A beautiful face like yours must have something equally beautiful below. I’ve seen your type before. Name your price.”
I grab her waist. “My wife is not for rent.”
My wife and I soon end up in our hotel room. Our hands are on each other before our clothes hit the floor. She jumps on top of me and rides me like a machine.
It’s not until after that we realize our suite can be seen from another room. The man who had been bothering my wife was staying in it. He had been privy to the whole show.
So, like the man of culture I am, I ate her out for hours. She squirmed and moaned, pushing my head between her legs. Her cum must have soaked all the way through to the matress. When we were finally exausted, I pulled my beautiful wife towards me. I caught a look of absolute jelousy on the man’s face before he closed his curtain.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/egm185/thats_no_prostitute_thats_my_wife_mf_dream_exh
The title sounds like the punchline of a shitty joke.
That is a rather hot dream.