Spiraling again

[venus-can99]

Now that she is aware of your cuck fantasies (needs?) perhaps it would be better this time? Has she done this when with Trevor ?

[spiral462]

Now that she is aware of your cuck fantasies (needs?) perhaps it would be better this time? Has she done this when with Trevor ?

Thanks for the interest.

Trevor doesn't really know the whole dynamic. For him, I think it's enough that he's fucking a hot, petite milf. The fact that she's my wife is just a bonus. He and I don't speak at al, so he's not really a part of the fantasy (other than she tells me about how good he fucks, he's bigger, she'll swallow his cum, etc.) I like their relationship because it makes her feel more sexual. Plus, she sees how it gets me excited, even if I'm just experiencing it through her.

We've been having pretty open about how we might approach the next "adventure" we take together. She really enjoyed an MFM we had on vacation last year (I'll probably post that story at some point) so I thought that might be the way we were headed...but it veered into another direction.

Our "vacation friend" turned out to be quite hung. And she really enjoyed fucking him. It was a milestone in our communication when she admitted she prefers a bigger cock.

"They're just a lot of fun." was the gist of it.

Which brings us back to David. Yes, now that she is more aware of my cuck fantasies, it will be better this time (or at least different.) We're planning on meeting up next month. We've been talking for months about a potential meetup and how we would approach it.

We've decided to really push the envelope this time. Last time I was her loving, protective husband watching her be pleasured for my fantasy. This time I'll be her cuck. Not there to watch her, but there to SERVE her.


We've also agreed to let him take a more dominant role. It makes me nervous but she and I will have safe words if it gets too weird for either of us.

We're still working out the details but it should be a night to remember.

[venus-can99]

Thanks for the update. Hope things go well with David.

[elina]

Which brings us back to David. Yes, now that she is more aware of my cuck fantasies, it will be better this time (or at least different.) We're planning on meeting up next month. We've been talking for months about a potential meetup and how we would approach it.

We've decided to really push the envelope this time. Last time I was her loving, protective husband watching her be pleasured for my fantasy. This time I'll be her cuck. Not there to watch her, but there to SERVE her.


We've also agreed to let him take a more dominant role. It makes me nervous but she and I will have safe words if it gets too weird for either of us.

We're still working out the details but it should be a night to remember.

Sounds like a wonderful opportunity for all three of you to better understand yourself.
I would suggest it will be important for you to reflect upon in which situations it will be appropriate for you to use the safe word, maybe also for your Wife and for the two of yout to dicsuss. Is there a way that you can communicate you are getting close to doing that before it happens?

Sincerely
elina

[spiral462]

Which brings us back to David. Yes, now that she is more aware of my cuck fantasies, it will be better this time (or at least different.) We're planning on meeting up next month. We've been talking for months about a potential meetup and how we would approach it.

We've decided to really push the envelope this time. Last time I was her loving, protective husband watching her be pleasured for my fantasy. This time I'll be her cuck. Not there to watch her, but there to SERVE her.


We've also agreed to let him take a more dominant role. It makes me nervous but she and I will have safe words if it gets too weird for either of us.

We're still working out the details but it should be a night to remember.

Sounds like a wonderful opportunity for all three of you to better understand yourself.
I would suggest it will be important for you to reflect upon in which situations it will be appropriate for you to use the safe word, maybe also for your Wife and for the two of yout to dicsuss. Is there a way that you can communicate you are getting close to doing that before it happens?

Sincerely
elina

Well...i guess we'll find out soon as they've set a date to meet in late August.

We've worked out the logistics. We're staying at an Airbnb instead of a hotel this time. Sarah gets in her head when she thinks her screams are too loud and people can hear her. Its a fair point, as last time they fucked she was as loud as i had ever heard her in bed, saying things i'd never heard her say before.

Also, they've agreed to get tested and forgo condoms. Going bare with Trevor reenforced her preference. It's a risk to be sure. Ironically, i used to judge the couples on this site that played without them, but here we are.

As to how the night will go, I'm letting them dictate for the most part. I've encouraged her (and by extension, THEM) to really embrace the dominant role over me that night.

To answer your question elina, I'm not sure she's capable of getting to MY limits. So a safe word is probably a moot point.

David is the x factor. He's excited to push our boundaries. i knew he was holding back on their first night.

I'm nervous. Not because of what might happen that night (I get so hot thinking about all the scenarios that could play out.) I'm worried about how things might change after for us. Things are good for us right now after a rough patch.

but the truth is, i can't deny my obsessive desire for this. i want to be their slave that night. i want to serve them as they pleasure each other. i want them to laugh as i stroke my small, hard penis as he feeds his huge cock into the woman i love more than anything.

That last paragraph was tough to type out...

[elina]

Thanks for responding,

I guess you will have a really hard time for the next month now.
Just knowing that something will happen, but not knowing what, and fantasizing a lot.

My only advice is to make sure you don't set your expectations to high and get dissappointed....

Sincerely
elina

[spiral462]

Thanks for responding,

I guess you will have a really hard time for the next month now.
Just knowing that something will happen, but not knowing what, and fantasizing a lot.

My only advice is to make sure you don't set your expectations to high and get dissappointed....

Sincerely
elina

Thanks. My only expectation is that SHE has a great night. I’ll only be disappointed if she is…but it seems like she’s excited to play out a new dynamic, even if it’s only for that night.

[spiral462]

Date with David set for Sept 20th…

[elina]

Dear Spiral

Thank you so much for sharing that sectacular clip.

Wonderful to see Sarah enjoying Herself with a fit bull.
I hope that Sarah was happy and is looking forward to see him again?

Where you allowed to be present and film this or did they record and share with you afterwards?

Please keep us updated

Sincerely
elina

[spiral462]

"Sarah and Paulo" - how our trip to Italy restarted our HW play. I wrote this story for my wife so we could always remember that crazy night.

I happened fall of last year.






I was our last night in Italy. After an amazing second honeymoon trip, we were heading out on an early flight the next morning.

I had been the perfect trip, A friend’s wedding at a gorgeous villa in Tuscany. Amazing art and architecture in Florence. Seeing the ancient wonders in Rome.

Our sex had also been amazing, revitalized by the romance and sexiness of a foreign country.

Rome was an amazing time, but the night prior we got into a terrible fight about something trivial.

But our last day had been so much fun. A visit to the Pantheon, lunch at our local cafe, and shopping for those last few gifts to take home.

We both acknowledged that make up sex tonight was imperative. It was our last night in Italy after all. Plus, we had not made love in Rome yet. Too tired on our first night in the city and still stewing from our fight the night before.

We had a lovely dinner at a nearby restaurant, and soon after we were back to our room and prepping for our trip home. As we packed our suitcases, the sound of the street below flowed into our second story hotel window. Our balcony overlooked a bar, and it was Saturday night.

You could hear it was jumping at the Sapphire.

We had meant to visit the bar during the week, but with each day crammed with sights (and so much walking) we had been too tired. Tonight was our last night though, and we agreed that a few drinks to set the mood for the night ahead was the perfect preamble to our planned night of passion.

Sarah changed into a sexy dress she’d picked up in Florence. I was knee high, showing off her tones calves. The plunging neckline perfectly teased her full, natural breasts. I also had noticed she was wearing my favorite of her panties, a black lacy thong that showed off her gorgeous ass. Even after 25 years together, I still found her intoxicatingly sexy.

The bar had a cool vibe, as we’d heard over the last few nights. Good music, a fun crowd, as well as a sexy bartender that immediately caught my wife’s eye.

Sally had been commenting on hot men throughout the trip. She knows it turns me on. Even though she had been clear that playing with other men was a thing of the past for her, she at least would occasionally indulge my fantasies in this way.

We walked straight to the bar to order a drink. In addition to his good looks, out bartender was charming, and began to flirt with her right away. We all chatted while he made our drinks. He was sad to hear tonight was our last night in Rome and bought us the first round.

Sally had taken the “when in Rome” phrase to heart, and had been smoking cigarettes in Italy. It was just “so European”, was her justification. Normally I wouldn’t approve of her taking up the habit again. But I must admit, I found it sexy here. Like it was the Italian version of her. A little naughtier. It reminded me of our younger days, when I’d eat her pussy while she enjoyed a smoke (or two.)

We ordered a second round, this time accompanied by a couple of Tequila shots. The wine in Italy had been amazing, but tonight we were on a mission, and Tequila had always been our drink of choice.

Sarah threw her shot back and excused herself for a smoke. I would have gone with her, but the bar was getting busy and we had secured a nice table. I enjoyed my drink and took in the atmosphere.

After a few minutes, she came in and we had another round of shots. She looked so sexy tonight. She had been braver than usual tonight, and a great view of her cleavage was evident.

We finished our drinks, reminiscing on the wonderful trip we’d had. Apologies for our stupid fight came from both of us. We were back to “us”. I was high as a kite.
We were excited to get back to our room but were both having a really fun time at the bar. We agreed on another round or two before we stumbled across the street to our hotel.


I returned to our table with drinks and we threw back another shot. I was getting pretty drunk now. It was all by design. I can usually last a little longer if I’ve been drinking and I wanted to really bring it tonight.

Sarah excused herself for another smoke break, taking her drink with her outside this time. I could see the entrance to the club and a crowd had now gathered outside the door.

I had finished my drink by the time she returned. Sarah set her empty glass on the table and sat. She was acting flirtatious and horny.

“Are you ready to head back to our room?” she said with a knowing, seductive smile.

“I can’t wait, but I just ordered us another round. Head out after?’ I replied with enthusiasm.

I fetched our drinks from the bar, and returned to our table. She looked SO sexy. I couldn’t wait to have her.

We toasted to our last night and a wonderful vacation as we threw back our last shots.

“Well, guess its time for my last cigarette in Italy.” she said with a pouty frown.

“Yeah, I guess so. I certainly will miss Italian Sally.”

She left, this time leaving her drink on the table.

I finished my drink. Then hers. She’d been outside a while and I decided to pay the tab and head outside.

I chatted with the bartender while I paid our bill. He thanked me for coming in, and told me to make sure to come back if “you and your beautiful wife” were ever in Rome again.

I exited the bar onto the street. Looking up I could see our hotel window. Then Sarah caught my eye. She was taking to a handsome Italian man and they were standing…close. I immediately noticed her cheeks were flushed, but I assumed it was from the several drinks she’d thrown back in the last hour.

“There you are!” she exclaimed, jumping into my arms. “Brent, this is my new friend Paulo.”

He extended his hand, “Nice to meet you.” he said with a thick Italian accent and a nervous smile.

Paulo was about my height, standing a head taller than my petite wife’s five feet. He seemed about our age as well, as his short, dark hair had a few flecks of grey. Dressed sharply, even wearing a pair of Stan Smith Adidas just like mine back home in my closet.

As we were shaking hands, Sarah stood on her toes, placed her hand on my shoulder and “whispered” loudly in my ear.

“Paulo and I were just making out,” she said with a wry smile, almost matter of fact. Her speech was slurred and I could tell she was as drunk as I was.

I was a bit taken aback. I had hoped a story about flirting with the bartender would wind us up for tonight, but this was something else entirely. Sarah cocked an eyebrow as she anxiously awaited my reply.

“I’m really sorry I missed that,” I said with a smile feigning regret.

“See. I told you,” she said as she turned back to her new friend. Sarah knows me and how I’m wired. There was never a doubt it wouldn’t be ok. She knew it would turn me on.

Immediately, they started to make out again. They’d obviously been at it a while before I arrived. Their mouths were devouring each other. He was feeling her full tits over her dress.

It was jarring, seeing their lust for each other, their passion. But it was so fucking hot to see her make out with another man, right in the Roman street, where people were drinking and passing by.

I knew some of the patrons had seen us come in together, and now she was making our with another man in front of me. That thought turned me on too, proud to have a wife so wild and sexually free.

“Yep, that’s really hot,” I said as they finally broke their passionate kiss.

“Are you ready to head back to the room?” she asked me.

“I am,” I said with a smile.

I knew we were all thinking the same thing, but it would have to be me that said it.

“Would you like Paulo to join us?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

“I WOULD like that” she said, her smile lighting up. They looked at each other with a knowing look. I suspected this may have already been discussed.

“How about it Paulo? Our hotel is right across the street. Want to join us upstairs?” I asked.

“Very much, but just with her? I’m not gay” he said, trying to find the right words in English.

“Neither am I. We’re be here for her tonight. Do you have a condom?” I asked, anticipating where the night was heading.

“No, but I’ll see if I can get one.”

Paulo disappeared into the bar, giving me and Sarah a chance to talk.

“Do you really want this?” I asked.

“I do,” she said with confidence. “It’ll be fun. When in Rome?”

We started to make out, and as I cupped her breast i could feel her hard nipples poking through the fabric of her bra and thin dress.

“Did you like watching me kiss him?” she asked.

I moved her hand to my erection. “What do you think?”

“Oooh. I can feel that you did. Are you excited to see more?”

Just then, Paulo returned to the front of the club.

“I could not get a condom. You see, I need one for a big penis” he bragged in broken English and a confident laugh.

“That’s too bad.” I said with genuine regret. “But I think we’ll turn in. We have an early flight tomorrow. It was really great to meet you Paulo.”

I was disappointed, but I took it as a sign that it wasn’t meant to be tonight. I vowed to myself to always bring condoms on every future trip we would take.

Sarah agreed to say goodnight and they shared another long, passionate kiss. Their hands wandered over each others body. Eventually, Sarah pulled herself away.

“Ciao, Paulo.” she said, drunkenly laughing in her best Italian. We took each other’s hand and stumbled across the street into our hotel.

The clerks at the front desk greeted us as we walked in. Sarah continued past them, up the short flight of stairs to our first floor room right above the desk. I arranged a car for our ride to the airport early the next morning.

I arrived to our room to find that Sarah had left the door open and was waiting just inside our room. She was all over me before I even crossed the doorway.

We were making out like horny teenagers. Our hands were all over each other. I couldn’t remember the last time we were this turned on.

“Are you disappointed Paulo didn’t come up?” I asked thru our kisses, my hands massaging her gorgeous ass.

“Yeah, he’s sexy,” she said lustfully.

My desires were overcoming my senses. I pulled away from her and locked eyes. “You still want him to come up?” I asked, surprising myself.

“Yes, I do!” she said in a lustful tone. Our lips locked together passionately.

“Go get him then,” I said, admitting that I wanted it too. “You guys can still play a bit.”

“You think he’ll still be down there?” she asked.

“I’m sure he’s still in the bar, drinking to the one that got away. Go back down and make his night.”

She left in a flash.

[spiral462]

After Sarah dashed to the bar, I began to clear the bed. I was in a haze and buzzing with nervous anticipation. My cock was rock hard.

Even though the bar was just across the street, she was gone for what seemed like an eternity. Having cleared the bed, I was now pacing like a caged animal. I began to worry, and looked out our window to see if I could see them sharing a smoke outside the bar. Just then, I heard a quiet knock at the door followed by her distinctive giggle.

When I opened the door, they had the same look as when I’d first met him outside the bar. She was flushed, drunk on lust and tequila. He was smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

“Oh my god, what the front desk guys must think of me.” she said as they shared a laugh.

“Hi, Paulo. Glad you could join us.” I said.

“Hello. I still don’t have a condom but we agreed no penetration,” he said.

It seemed reasonable. We could fool around a bit without going all the way, right? Looking back, I’d have had better luck asking our flight the next morning to turn around for her forgotten sunglasses.

“You still want a shower babe?” I asked. We’d been walking the city all day and had planned to freshen up before bed.

Sarah took Paulo’s hand and they interlaced their fingers.

“Want to join me for a shower, Paulo?” she asked, leaning in for another drunken, passionate kiss.

“Si, mia cara,” he said, enthusiastically peeling off his shirt.

Sarah started unbuttoning his pants as he stepped out of his shoes, all the while their lips returning to one another. He pulled down his pants and she stepped away to admire him. He was fit, and the large bulge in his underwear proved he was not exaggerating about his size.

He pulled her dress over her head. Sometime, before returning to our room, she had removed her panties. She stood in just her lacy bra. Her beautiful pussy was on display, shaved with a thin landing strip above her slit.

They locked in another kiss. Hard and deep.

Paulo undid her bra with precision, and Sarah’s beautiful, natural tits spilled into the Italian air.

“O my God, you have amazing tits,” he exclaimed. Paulo confidently dropped his underwear to the floor, leaving them naked together.

“And you’re very well hung I see,” she said with a lustful tone.

Paulo was uncircumcised, with several large veins feeding his growing hardness. His large testicles swung heavy behind his impressive member. A true Roman cock. She began to stroke it instinctively.

Again, their hungry months found each other. I slowly undressed on the other side of the bed, savoring the site of her, and of them together.

As I crossed the room to join them, Paulo broke their kiss to lick and suck her breasts. Sarah and I locked together in a hard kiss, and I tasted the foreign, erotic taste of cigarettes on her tongue. Paulo moved back up to kiss her again and I took her ear in my mouth.

We continued this way for awhile, alternating kissing her lips, her neck and her “amazing tits.” Our growing erections rubbing against her naked body.

I managed to pull myself away from the new lovers to turn on the shower. Paulo and Sarah fell into the bathroom as if stuck together, their lips interlocked and hands exploring each other’s naked bodies.

We all drunkenly stumbled into the shower. The tight quarters forced our bodies to mash together, my wife sandwiched in the middle. Hot water ran over us as we lathered her body. Our mouths and hands were everywhere on her. Paulo lathered her tits while I soaped up her round, gorgeous ass.

The moment a kiss was broken another hungry mouth took its place. Our hot breath was all over her, kissing and lightly biting her neck and ears. She tilted her head back in ecstasy.

Soon we each took a hard nipple in our mouths. I moved my hand down between her legs to find Paulo’s hand already rubbing her soft pussy. She moaned with pleasure as his fingers explored her.

As Paulo continued to expertly finger her, I swirled a soapy finger around her tight, pink asshole. Her pussy was grinding aggressively against his fingers now. I pulled up her thigh to support her and give us better access to her welcoming body.

“Oh my God this is so fucking hot!” she exclaimed. I could see she was in ecstasy, two men devouring her, fingering her holes, their hungry cocks in each of her hands. She screamed in pleasure as we fingered her pussy and ass, her cries of ecstasy echoing off the shower walls.

“Let’s go back to the bedroom,” she said, forcing herself to let go of our cocks and push our hands away.

“Si, gattino sexy," Paulo replied. She giggled as they shared their private joke.

They began to kiss again, her shyness gone now as she was lightly stroking his cock. She led him to the bedroom as I turned off the water.

As I exited the shower, I noticed that there was water everywhere! (Why don’t European showers have closing doors?) I mopped up the water the best I could, not knowing exactly what my wife and her new lover were up to in the next room.

Honestly, I was reveling in the moment. Sarah had said the days of her fucking other men were behind us. It was mostly my kink after all, and she had indulged on several memorable occasions. I was resigned to cherishing the memories of our prior adventures and leaving the rest to fantasies in my head.

But Italy had reignited that spark in her. She was a beam of sexy energy, irresistible to me and those who met her. She was drawn to Paulo in the same way. I thought that deserved a few minutes of them alone together.

I rinsed off in the shower one last time before returning to the bedroom. Sarah was on the bed, spread wide with Paulo’s head between her legs. He was eating her pussy with the same enthusiasm as their kisses. She had her hands on the back of his head, grinding herself into him.

“You taste so good my dear.” Paulo said before burying his mouth back into her sex.

“Oh my God, I love they way you lick my pussy Paulo.” she replied, her entire body squirming with pleasure at the end of his talented tongue.

I fell onto the bed beside her and began kissing and sucking her tits. Her nipples were as hard as stone. I had never seen her so turned on. I couldn’t believe this was happening! My head was spinning with alcohol and lust.

We shuffled to the center of what I thought was a king size bed. As it turns out, it was two singles pushed together. Our motion split the beds apart and our naked bodies spilled to the hard floor with a crash! We all had a good laugh and I stood to fix the bed. Paulo and Sarah were undeterred and making out like teenagers on the hardwood.

“Such a beautiful cock,” she whispered as she stroked up and down its semi-hard length. It had become the object of her affection. The large head of his cock was now blooming above the foreskin with each pump of her small hand.

I encouraged them to get up onto one of the single beds. Paulo climbed onto the bed first, his back resting against the wall. Sarah straddled him chest to chest, and they made out, her hips grinding into his lap. Instinctually, she reached behind her and grabbed his cock to move him inside her.

Paulo broke their kiss. “I’m not ready yet, sexy lady.”

Yet.

The word hit me with a stark realization. Paulo and my wife were going to fuck tonight. Looking back, it was inevitable from the moment we decided to go out for a “quick drink.” We were all too drunk and too horny to put the brakes on now.

I moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed her thighs, pulling her to the center of the bed. Her head was now above his “beautiful cock.”

She took him in her mouth and his head rolled back in pleasure. She licked and sucked him softly at first, but soon her efforts increased with his growing hardness. Sarah had not sucked a cock this large in years. Her brow furrowed at the effort of taking his thickness into her throat. She gagged several times but was undeterred, and soon she was taking him more comfortably.

I moved to the foot of the bed, lifted her onto her knees, and began to eat her from behind. Her pussy was wet as October.

My head was spinning with primal lust. I glanced to the top of the bed to see Sarah sucking his balls, her hand stroking his now fully hard, throbbing length.

Paulo was clearly enjoying her efforts, and he lavished praise to her in Italian and broken English.

It was all so naughty.

I began to flick my tongue across Sarah’s pink asshole. She writhed in pleasure, her sighs muffled by the new cock exploring deep into her throat. I inserted a finger into her hungry pussy as I rimmed her tight backdoor. She pushed back desperately toward the pleasure.

“I need to be fucked. I need to be fucked,” she pleaded.

[venus-can99]

Wow… thanks for sharing the erotic description of Sarah, you and Paulo in Rome

[elina]

Wonderful to see how Sarah reconnected with Her natural Female needs.

Please continue...

Sincerely
elina

[Xspree]

“He’s here.” I said, with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

The text message confirmed that it was really happening tonight.

My phone lit up again - “I’m in the lobby ”

“One of us should meet him and bring him up.” I said.

“There’s no way that’s going to be me. Look at how I’m dressed.” Sarah replied.

She looked gorgeous tonight. Hair and makeup on point. A short dress that hugged her curves in all the right spots. Thru her sheer top you could make out her bra, the tops of her full, natural tits spilling over. Years of ballet had toned her legs. Strapped high heels showed off her sexy feet and cherry red painted toes.

Peeking from under her dress were straps of the sexy new lingerie bought just for this occasion. Lace thong panties showed off her gorgeous round ass, barely covering the pussy I’d shaved an hour prior.

She was wearing her wedding ring tonight. We’d discussed it and she knew it was part of my fantasy. The new anklet that rested below her sexy calf completed the look.

We’d acted out all kinds of sexual fantasies over the past couple years. Role playing, light bondage, anal sex, even a couple of house parties with some soft play. Tonight would be something different though. Tonight we were jumping into a fantasy that had been in my head for decades. Tonight, Sarah would be my “Hotwife.”

And our “Bull” had arrived.

“I’ll be right down” i texted.

David was waiting in the lobby of the hotel when I got off the elevator. He was dressed casual in jeans, a polo shirt and flip flops. A back pack rested on one of his broad shoulders.

“Hey there!” he greeted me, shaking my hand.

“Hi David. Good to see you. Glad you made it.”

“There’s no way I would be anywhere else tonight.” he replied enthusiastically.

We met David for the first time earlier in the week. He’d been reaching out to us periodically before Sarah decided she’d be willing to meet him. He was fairly charming over messaging and very complimentary of our profile. Especially Sarah’s pics. I’d be lying if I said that his charm was the only thing that moved Sarah towards a meeting. David was handsome, athletic, and professional. He also has a very large penis.

We had met at a bar and it was awkward small talk at first. Sarah and I were both nervous and downed our first drinks quickly. When the second round arrived, the conversation turned to sex. We told David that we had been to a few “lifestyle” events, and even had a bit of soft play at a party, but this was a big leap for us. David explained he had experience with couples like us and was able to set our minds a bit more at ease about it all.

We finished our drinks and I paid the check. As we said our goodbyes, Dan suggested our next meeting be at a hotel.

As a reply, Sarah gave Dan a hug goodnight and said she and I would talk and reach out to him soon.

The moment we arrived in the car we started kissing passionately. We were both very turned on.

“So what did you think?” I said as we made out.

“I like him. He’s sexy,” she replied.

“Why did you just give him a hug then?”

She began to stroke me over my jeans before replying.

“I want our first kiss to be the night he fucks me.”


The ring of the elevator brought my attention back to the present. The doors open and I froze for a second. I was getting nervous.

We boarded the elevator, and another passenger joined us for the first few floors.

“If he only knew.” David joked after the passenger exited onto his floor.

For the reminder of the ride up, we reviewed the rules Sarah and I had agreed on. I would be a spectator tonight. Condoms are a must for any penetration. Anal sex was off the table.

Discussing the details reenforced the inevitability of the night ahead. I had butterflies flying in my stomach.

Am i crazy?

I could feel my heart beating as we arrived on our floor. It was hard to process all the emotions swirling around my head.

I almost couIdn’t believe this was actually happening. i was taking this man to fuck my wife. My wife who I adore. This man would soon have his giant cock inside her. It was both embarrasing and an incredible turn on.

“You nervous?” David smiled.

“A bit..but mostly excited i guess. Really not sure what to expect tonight.” i replied.

“That’s natural. I know this is a new experience for you guys and I’ll do my best to make sure its a good one.” David replied.

“Are you nervous at all?” I asked.

“Always a bit nervous but more excited really. I’ve done this a time or two. The truth is, I love fucking beautiful women,” he said with a smile, “especially in front of their husbands.”

Gulp…

We arrived at our room, a beautiful corner suite at an expensive downtown hotel. Hang the expense I figured. I suppose I wanted the night to be as upscale and “respectable” as an occasion like this could be.

Sarah was sitting on the couch when we entered. I knew she was as nervous as I was, probably more. It didn’t show. She stood and greeted David with a confident and sexy “Hello David”


David immediately moved in for a hug.

“My god, you look incredible.” he complimented. “I’m so excited for tonight, Sarah.”

“Me too,” she replied.

“I can already tell we’re all going to have a wonderful time.”

Sarah and i were already a couple of shots ahead of David, having toasted to “new adventures” when we arrived at the room. And then knocking a second shot of Tequila back to help with the nerves.

“Care for a drink?” I asked.

“Sure” David replied. “I’ve have a Vodka, neat.”

“Another shot of tequila, please.” Sarah requested.

I made our drinks and Sarah and David sat closely on the couch together. Their legs were already touching. As I made my way back to the table, David rested his hand on Sarah’s bare knee as he reached for his drink. A subtle but erotic first contact. In their minds I knew they’d already started.

“To Sarah,” David exclaimed. “You are SO fucking sexy. Look at you…Damn! We’re so lucky to be here with you tonight.”

We clinked our glasses and Sarah and I knocked our shots back. David took a short sip of his drink. If he was nervous, he wasn’t showing it.

“Can you put on some music babe?” Sarah asked, another small but significant act pushing the night forward. Things seemed to be moving fast now.

“I’ll think I’ll take one last shot,” Sarah said confidently. “Are you going to nurse that drink all night David?” she said with a wink.

Oh my God…when my wife flirts it is so erotic!

David knocked the last of his drink back. “I’ll take a refill, thank you.”

i poured our drinks and sat in the chair opposite of them. As we touched glasses, no one spoke. Sarah cracked a nervous smile.

The inevitability was in the air and my mind was racing. What would be happening in 5 minutes? In 30 minutes? Would we be ok tomorrow?

Sarah and David placed their empty glasses on the table and upon siting up, started to kiss. Soft at first, maybe awkward even. Sarah let out a small giggle. Their kiss continued. And progressed. After a minute it wasn’t soft. After 2 minutes it wasn’t awkward (for anyone but me anyway.) After 3 minutes they were full on making out…their tongues deep in each others mouths. David hands made their way up and began to rub my wife’s full breasts, tickling her nipples thru the thin fabric of her top.

Their hands explored each others bodies and before long Sarah’s desire (combined with that last shot of tequila) overpowered any bashfulness remaining. She threw her leg over his and started to grind on his thigh. Her hand went to the obvious bulge in his jeans and began to rub up and down its length.

Their kissing somehow intensified and they were moaning into each other's mouths now. Sarah was grinding on his right leg as she stroked his cock inside his left pant leg.

David broke their kiss. "Wow Sarah you're getting me hard. I need to shift real quick."

He unbuttoned his pants, thrust his hips up and adjusted his cock. Their lips locked again, kissing deeply. His large, hardening cock was now exposed for several inches above his underwear.

As they continued to kiss, Sarah’s hand made its way to David’s exposed member. She tickled it softly with her fingertips as they continued to make out.

“Do you like my cock, Sarah?” David asked, breaking their kiss.

“I do.” She looked down as her hand began stroking the exposed part of his manhood.

“Do you want to suck on it for a while?” he said lightly into her ear.

“OK” She replied in a sultry tone.

Saran moved to her knees in front of him and tugged his pants down. He stood, stepped out of his jeans and underwear, removed his shirt, and sat back on the couch.

He now sat naked in front of her, his hard cock standing proudly.

We’d seen pictures of David’s “package” on our swinger site so I wasn’t completely surprised by his size. But seeing a cock that large “in the flesh” was a little jarring and definitely a shot to my ego. He claimed he was 9” and i didn’t see any reason to doubt it.

“We’re all going to have a lot of fun tonight,” he spoke confidently. I sat in stunned silence, heart pounding in a bizarre combination of envy and arousal. My own penis was painfully hard inside my pants.

My wife gave me this look. It is hard to describe really. Her eyes were both excited and bashful somehow. She had a nervous expression but was radiating a sexy confidence.

She took his cock in her hands and admired it, moving her hands up and down David's long, thick shaft.

I honestly couldn't say which of the three of us was the most excited.

I moved to another chair for a better view as she began kissing her way up the inside of his thighs. With every passing moment, I was only more encouraged to see this fantasy fulfilled. The erotism of the moment was at a peak level. Different than anything I had ever experienced.

Sarah took David's large balls into her hand as she began to kiss up one side of his erection. When she reached the top, she took the large head in her mouth and started to work the underside with her tongue. Her red lips parted as she slid her tongue up and down his impressive length before taking him into her mouth. Soon her lips were stretching around his girth. She was only able to take half his length before her gag reflex prevented any further penetration.

The fact that Sarah could take all my length without any issue was not lost on me. i’m sure the thought had crossed her mind as well.
Sarah continued to suck him this way for several minutes.

"Oh my God, Sarah, that feels so fucking good," David complimented. Sarah removed him from her mouth and looked up with a smile.

"Yeah, you like that?" She kissed her way down the other side of his shaft and then started to lick and suck his large balls. As she stroked his cock with her left hand, my eyes locked onto her wedding diamond flickering as it moved up and down his nine inches.

Their banter back and forth was getting increasingly hotter. Each of them telling the other how sexy they were and how excited they were for the night ahead.

i took this as a cue to excuse myself to turn down the bed. As i entered the bedroom i stood in a haze for a minute. Part of me was trying to process the scene I’d just witnessed. But as i prepared the bedroom for them, i had to admit something to myself. I was turned on they were in the other room alone. My darling wife, pleasuring another man.

“Jesus.” I said to myself, shaking my head at the mind fuck i was getting.

i grabbed the box of extra large condoms i’d purchased earlier (that’s a whole other story) and placed them on the night stand. The city sparkled out of the windows. I placed a scarf over the lamp, bathing the room in a sexy red light. I’m not a religious person by any means. But a small part of me had the thought that this room was prepared for sin.

“Fuck!" I'm sorry." I heard Sarah say as she gagged and coughed from the next room.

“Are you all right?” I asked as I returned to the living room.

“Yeah. I just took a little too much in.” She said with a laugh. She continued to stroke his hard cock, the first few inches now covered in her saliva. “I don’t think I even got halfway down.”

“How about another drink?” David suggested as he excused himself to the bathroom. I made fresh drinks and quickly took a seat on the couch. Immediately we were kissing passionately. I was simply spellbound by her at this point. I began to kiss her neck and massage her breasts. Thru the fabric of her top I could feel her nipples were standing erect.

David soon returned to the living room. Sarah and i were dressed but David remained naked, as he would be for the rest of the long night ahead. He approached the couch and stood in front of Sarah.

"Let's try that again," he said.

What swinger site are you on, I’m trying to find Hotwives for long term play.

[spiral462]

What swinger site are you on, I’m trying to find Hotwives for long term play.

Hey there Xspree. Thanks for the interest. She actually played with David again recently so it was funny to see his name pop back up here.

We're not really active on any sites recently, but drop me a DM and we can chat.

[venus-can99]

Spiral, looks like Sarah's play with Paulo in Rome has sparked her desires again? Would love to hear more about your trip back and how much fun both of you are enjoying back home!

[spiral462]

Spiral, looks like Sarah's play with Paulo in Rome has sparked her desires again? Would love to hear more about your trip back and how much fun both of you are enjoying back home!

Our trip reignited a fire inside her for sure. I wrote the story so I could always remember that special night.

A few months ago, I worked up the courage to let her read it. It really turned her on. It helped her understand my mindset about her play with other men and how I'm wired. It also opened up her mind to play again back home.

I'll post the last part of the story soon.

Thanks for the comment.

[spiral462]

(Sarah, Paulo and I continued)

I moved myself up onto the bed to fuck her, but the bed, set on rollers, was comically rolling around the room with my efforts.

I rose to my feet and moved to the side of the bed. She continued to suck his cock enthusiastically.

“Stand on the other side of the bed Paulo,” I said, turning her perpendicular across the narrow bed.

“Oh, I like where this is going,” she sighed, getting on her hands and knees.

I’d never seen her like this in our 20+ years. Just so free in seeking her pleasure and not holding herself back.

I moved behind her and slid into her hot pussy with ease. I couldn’t remember a time she’d felt hotter, or more wet.

“Oh yes. Fuck me baby,” she said looking back at me as I slid in and out of her.

She turned towards Paulo and he fed his cock into her waiting mouth. Slowly and seductively, she worked his cock deeper and deeper into her throat, gagging at the effort but determined to take him all the way down.

I continued to slide slowly in and out of her.

“Oh my god that feels so good,” Paulo said, running his hands thru her hair. With Paulo’s praise, she increased her pace.

“Oh fuck, she takes me so deep,” Paulo said with admiration as he pushed in and out of her talented throat.

Despite his thickness, she was sucking his cock deep now, gagging gleefully with each of his increasingly hard thrusts.

The bed was now rolling back and forth with our motion. I was sure the staff at the desk below our room knew what was happening above them.

Paulo and I began to fuck her more and more aggressively. Sarah’s large, natural tits swayed furiously with the motion of our duel efforts. Her squeals of delight were muffled by Paulo’s thick, uncut Italian cock.

Our hands were all over her, fondling her tits and slapping her ass - greedily taking pleasure as we fucked her from both sides.

It was carnal, but also seemed so natural. My insatiable wife and her two lovers. Her pussy and mouth filled with hard cocks.

The act soon became overwhelming for me. To see my wife, in the throws of her passion, used like a fuck toy for me and a man we’d just met. I had to slow my pace for fear i would cum too soon.

Paulo pulled his cock from her throat and Sarah gasped for breath.

“Let’s switch places,” he suggested with his thick accent.

Sarah turned and enthusiastically got onto her back, spreading her legs in front of him. Exposing her sopping pussy.

Their eyes moved to his pulsing member, now covered in her thick saliva. It was hard and imposing, like a Roman obelisk, and he stroked it with primal anticipation. His large testicles had pulled up close to the shaft, preparing for their inevitable release.

They giggled with excitement as he positioned himself between her legs, moving his throbbing erection to her entrance. I stood frozen as he massaged her clit and labia with the tip of his cock.

“Don’t cum in her, please.” I said to him, trying to recover at least some kind of restraint for the evening. He nodded and turned his attention back to her. After teasing her another minute or so, his large head spread my wife’s entrance and slipped inside.