My Wife At The Club

The beat was pounding in the dark, smoky light at the club as I watched my wife dance with her new acquaintance. A sort of Rave song was on, the beat all throbbing & techno, making me want to join them. But I knew better. This was her night & we had both agreed to play by the rules. Hey, those rules aren’t every one’s cup of tea, I know that, yet there have been times when I was actually very pleased approximately them. I don’t care what anyone thinks, I like my wife being pleased – it’s sort of a “whatever it takes” philosophy, I guess. And sure, I may have this Inner Wimp that sort of craves all this.

She intertwined her hands behind his head as the beat intensified, surprising him as he looked over at me, briefly. leaned in to his ear & yelled something, he laughed, placed his hand on her hip, cradling it, & they danced on. His hand rode around her back side, onto her ass, feeling her up as I watched, running up & down the crack of her gorgeous butt. I could see his attention was now totally on her, unrestricted. He then ran his hand up her front as he dragged his fingers around her breasts while dancing. He circled them a few times & she stayed there, sticking them out for him, in fact. Then he grabbed them both & held them. She was getting very, very wet, this I knew. Things were unquestionably going the way she wanted them. I watched them kiss, each leaning in, her tongue licking his lips wantonly now as they moved slower while the crowd around them bounced up & down wildly. His hand went back to her breasts, going smoothly from one to the other, raking across the front of her low cut neckline. His hand finally disappeared down her front & she looked over at me. I watched him cup her bare breast under the dress & I saw her breath intake suddenly as he grabbed her hard. He squeezed & she held my eyes while this was going on. This is what she wanted – for me to watch her getting taken in front of God & everybody. She loved being the slut while I sat & watched. This is our secret love life & I am a true cuckolded husband.

This dancing went on for only a short period because I could tell our train was ready to pull out. As I sat with my small dick as complex as a rock, I reflected on how we received to here. It was not a “long” journey at all. She said I did not please her sexually yet she liked the relationship & would prefer to keep it yet under the ‘current’ conditions. She always said after she was actually surprised I accepted it so readily, yet the fact was, I actually enjoyed it. I enjoyed seeing her made into a slut & being used. I moreover liked seeing her use men the way only a woman can. The truth is, & maybe even more importantly, I moreover liked getting used.

As they came to the table, red faced & sweaty, his hand on her ass & her wiggling to his touch, she plopped down beside me, leaned in & whispered in my ear: “I want this one & he wants to come over. I’m going to blow him in the car, honey.”

With that, she turned back to him & smiled, saying, “Well, Don, are you ready to come over?”

When he smiled & nodded, we offered to drive, & he accepted. He did not live far from here, so we became his chauffeurs. And what a ride he got!

We received in the car, them in the back & me driving. As I started it up & began pulling out, her head was already out if sight. I could hear his zipper come down & then I heard her sigh, “Ohhhhh, my. God Don, your cock is beautiful! It really needs some satisfactory sucking. Do you mind?”  I didn’t hear the reply yet the progress was pretty obvious from the ensuing silence, broken now & then by her moans & the sounds of a cock getting sucked. She was always a loud cock sucker, loving the popping sound as it popped out of her mouth, like some lollipop. This accompanied us home for our short yet intense drive.

We received home & I could hear her sigh of reluctance, combined with some fierce final sicks on him, then she sat up, her hair mussed up & her lipstick a yet smeared. I love that look. Her top was completely down & her tits hung out incredibly sexy-like. They are huge & gorgeous. Like I said, she was made to fuck. I let her gather herself & we made our way inside. His smile was non stop & I was not going to stop anything. As we received in, I mentioned I would go make drinks, which is my usual duty. Of course, they did not hear me & I could hear the familiar sound again of that zipper going down.

I took some time making drinks and, when I received back, he was fucking her doggy style. I set the drinks down then sat across from them, watching. “Undo your pants, dear, take them off,” she said between gasps, “I want Don to see how small your cock is. Oh! Oh, God! Oh!” she gasped as he fucked her harder.

Stripped now, my complex cock raging & throbbing, I watched as he began pile-driving her now. Then he did something remarkable. He pulled his cock out & looked at me. “Has she ever had it in her ass?” he asked me.

I blinked. It was something she had never wanted or had. “No.” I said.

“Good,” he answered as he knelt there over her laying on her all fours. “I’m fucking your ass, baby. Get ready.”

Her silence told me she would try it & she did. In fact, when he started, he barely penetrated & she began a mild protest. But he kept at it, inching his way inside. Her protests & her keening lessened as he received deeper until he was, literally, all the way inside her. I could then see she actually backed up into him, almost as if she wanted it. The fact is, she did want it & they fucked like mad people as I slammed my own hand up & down on myself, very near cumming. The room was white hot with sex all around us as I came in a huge rush, splashing cum all over myself & watching my gorgeous wife getting her ass, of all things, completely reamed out.

Finally, Don held his cock tight against her butt & let go – I could see his quivers & almost sense the rushing of cum jetting into her ass. It was amazingly hot & she was beside herself with sexed up passion & her own juices, I think she had cum 3-4 times by now. He finished, his cock plastered inside her ass. When he pulled out, she lay down straight, absolutely exhausted. She looked over at me, finally, sated & all fucked looking & said:

“Come here, Honey, & eat this nice man’s cum out of my asshole.” I was more than glad to do so.

12 thoughts on “My Wife At The Club

  1. Never thought of this stuff until my wife recently brought up the idea. Little stressfull at first, but I really ended up enjoying watching her have sex with another man. Twisted thing is I really enjoyed sex with her afterwards, especially since I didn’t fit the the same.

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