Wi[f]e having fun at a nightclub in Iceland

Hi guys! Story time about my amazing 37 year old wife.

For context, my wife is 5’4, 140 pounds, Burnette, and has a nice rack. She’s amazingly fun—particularly when she’s been drinking. Our first time doing the deed was actually in a nightclub, so perhaps she just has an affinity for clubs.

For some more context, we’re very happily married. I’ve never had a threesome and my wife has never done anything with another guy while we’ve been married. But, I have my fantasies. And every now and again, my wife will indulge. At least, to a certain extent. This was the night that she went the furthest.

Anyways, a few years back, the family did a trip to Iceland. If you’ve never been, Reykjavík is an incredibly fun city. We left the kids with the in-laws, and the wife and I went out for a night of fun.

We started with several drinks. We had to work up the liquid courage. I was encouraging my wife to have fun tonight. Who knew where life would take us?

After many, many drinks, we found ourselves in a dimly lit nightclub. The music was something we’ve never heard before. And we certainly knew no one in the club. It was time for some fun.

My wife went up to the first guy she could find. She started grinding against him. He was a bigger guy, but certainly in shape. My wife has a thing for muscular and bigger guys. He grabbed her by the waist, and put his lips right on her neck. It was clear that he was going to have her way with her tonight. And it was equally clear that she was game.

She kept grinding with him for a while. Meanwhile, I got myself another drink at the bar. I was getting incredibly hard just by watching my wife put on a show. I knew she wasn’t going to get too crazy, but I was enjoying this.

After certain while, my wife moved onto the next guy. She was having fun flirting. She knew that she had these guys wrapped around her finger. The next guy was equally aggressive at grabbing her waist. My wife loved it. We had fantastizwd about a third for a long time but this was the closest she ever got.

The next 30 or 40 minutes for a bit of a blur. I couldn’t really see much. But it was clear that my wife is loving the attention.

And, then after about 40 minutes, I saw some that I could never have imagined. There was my wife reaching in this guy’s pants and stroking his cock! Right there on the dance floor. And she was staring at me while she was doing it. She was loving it. She was cock hungry. The only one happier with this scene was the guy who was loving the attention.

She jerked him for a while right there on the club. He didn’t cum but it was clear they both wanted more. And, alas, a guy came in to break up the fun.

My wife came up to me at the bar to get another drink. I got the first cab I could so I could go back and fuck her. She was dripping wet.

We still talk about it to this day. Nothing has happened since but here’s hoping! Maybe we need another trip to Iceland.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jlw65q/wife_having_fun_at_a_nightclub_in_iceland