Years ago, I had a long day at work, and was getting a drink at a bar in midtown after. Needed to decompress a little before heading home.
There were sports highlights on TV. I was watching part of a soccer game, and when watching a particular play said, “that’s bullshit!” probably a little too loudly.
And this guy sitting like fifteen feet away was like, “You’re right that was bullshit.” And I was a little embarrassed about how loud I was but said, “Yeah it was.” But he continues, “Do you know how I know?” No. “I used to own a team in Serie B. And it was 20,000 Euro for a yellow card, 50 for a red.
To which I had a hard time believing. But he spoke a little bit more of that experience, and he may have been telling the truth. So I was willing to go with him on this.
We talked some more. He was staying at the hotel attached to the bar, in the penthouse, here on business. And he was here with his wife, and asked if I could help him out with a problem he was having. I said I’d try.
He said his wife is very beautiful, but he wasn’t able to satisfy her, and maybe I could help. Needless to say I was a bit skeptical, but went with it. He goes on and says that a lot of their sex life revolves around her humiliating him when fucking younger guys who were well endowed.
Needless to say I was a bit speechless, but still was with him. And then he said, would you like to see my wife? I said yes. Then he pulls a copy of something like Itailan Victoria’s Secret out of his bag, and turns it to the third page, where there is a picture of this woman wearing an expensive black bra and panties set.
And if my jaw wasn’t already on the floor, it definitely was now. She was stunning. I figured a lot of it had to be Photoshop or something, but damn.
So I told him yeah, I think I could help him with his problem. He told me she’d be here in a few minutes. Great.
Then a few minutes later, she comes into the bar with a bunch of shopping bags in tow. Maybe they did some Photoshop with her, but not much. Absolutely stunning.
We all get to talking, and she asks if he told me about their problem. He confirms. Then she asks if I thought I could help them. Of course I agree. And like that, we’re off to their suite.
It kind of felt like some crazy dream at this part, but I went with it. In their suite, she tosses her bags aside, wraps her arms around my neck and starts to make out with me. She tells the guy to sit in a chair by the bed and just watch. He does, silently.
We continue and make our way over to the bed. Clothes are removed. She has on a, very nice, probably very expensive lingierie set. Different from the one that I saw. But she was the same. Absolutely amazing curves. But she was into me, so I just kind of leaned in.
The rest of our clothes came off. She then starts in with her dirty talk directly to her husband. How she needs guys like me, and how he can’t satisfy her. All while starting to go down on me. Telling him how he’s pathetic, and he’s lucky she’s even letting him watch. His hand is in his pants.
She puts a hand around the base of my cock and says that her hand would completely cover his tiny dick, but with me there’s room for so much more. And then uses her mouth more on me. I was having a hard time focusing, but was so incredibly hard.
After a little while, I told her I needed a break, and went down on her. She exaggerated everything, and he totally ate up the performance. I realized that I’m completely a prop in their game, but was enjoying myself too much to protest. It’s not every day I got to hook up with an Italian underwear model.
At some point, she begs me to start fucking her, which is where the problem started. She was absolutely awful at it. A combination of being a pillow princess and continually twisting her body away whenever I tried to go deep inside her. We tried with me behind her once, but she had me stop.
We kept going, but I realized that I was going to have to get myself off if I wanted to at all. Eventually I took the condom off, and jerked off on her tits. They both seemed to like that.
Then they said that I could leave now. He was making his way over to her to clean her up, which is where I left them.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12may4z/bellissima_mmf