Wife finally agrees to have sex with another man, but hubby is not allowed to watch! Even before I married my wife Gloria, I fantasized about seeing her with another man. It's something I've always wanted to see. It took me several years to work up the courage to even mention my fantasy to her. Unfortunately when I did her immediate reaction was a flat-out, unequivocal "No fucking way! She cried and asked I wanted to see other women. I told her I loved her very much, now more than ever, and that all I thought about was her having outside sex.
I was not at all interested in seeing other women, and that's the honest truth. But no amount of talking, pleading, or cajoling would convince her otherwise. He pops his load into her mouth at the end. For maybe 10 years after I kept my fantasy to myself. Then one day Gloria brought home a book called My Secret Garden, loaned to her from a friend.
It contained a number of women's sexual fantasies. She read the book and found that many women and their husbands or boyfriends have a fantasy about seeing their mates with someone else. She was slowly warming up to the idea, no longer seeing it as deviant. That weekend we talked about my old fantasy of wanting to see her screwing another guy, and she told me that while she didn't think she could ever do it for real, she was okay if we wanted to play-act it.
We fucked all that weekend, and both of us openly vocalized what it would be like if Gloria had another man to share our bed. From then on, most of the times we had sex I talked about her fucking someone else while I watched, and usually joined in. I bought an assortment of dongs, and we used them when pretending she had another lover. She'd suck on me while plugging her pussy with the dong. She managed, and started to enjoy, stuffing both my cock and the rubber dong into her pussy hole at the same time.
I found I enjoyed the stretched out feeling of her pussy, and I liked it when I added extra lubricant inside of her. It helped me pretend her lover had just deposited his jizz in her, and I was enjoying sloppy seconds. I guess after a while Gloria started getting tired of the routine. She said the whole thing now bored her, because we never did anything different. On a lark I suggested maybe we could go to the local convention hotels and find a guy she liked, and at least just flirt with him.
She didn't have to go through with anything. At first I thought she was going to say no. But she raised her eyes, looked at me, and smiled "And maybe," she added, "if I find a guy I like, we could get a room? Turns out that for months she was ready to go the next step, and I was stuck fucking her with a dreary rubber dildo!
That afternoon I helped her get dressed, including painting her toenails, trimming her pussy, and helping her try on different jewelry. For her attire, she picked out a shimmery silver skirt with a separate black top. I wanted her to go without a bra, but she said it made her look slutty.
She riffled through her drawers and pulled out a new lingerie bra that I had never seen. She put on some matching black lace panties. Her legs are toned and tanned, and look great without stockings or nylons. So she slipped on some black pumps, and off we went. When we got to the convention center there were several events going on.
The meetings were just breaking up, and the visitors were leaving for their hotels. We stopped the car at one of the hotel parking garages, and situated ourselves at the largest bar. Before long, several groups of men came in, and gathered around for early-bird drinks. All of them noticed my pretty dark-haired wife with the bare dancer's legs, showing a bit of thigh in her short silver skirt.
Gloria expressed an interest in a couple of guys we saw, but I knew with my sitting there none would come over. So I decided to play my hand. I got up, and loudly thanked Gloria for "meeting with me. I know everyone heard me, and that was the plan. I wanted them to think my wife was unattached. As I left, I looked back at her, and she winked.
As she did, I saw the glint of her wedding ring on her left hand. I wondered if that would keep the guys from coming over to her and I cursed myself for not remembering to have her remove it. I didn't have long to wonder I didn't really have anything to do in the toilet, but I decided to wait a few more minutes in case the guys were watching for my return. When I left the men's room, I very casually strolled past the bar, pretending not to take any notice.
By then, only one of the guys was still sitting with Gloria, and the other had returned to his friends. Gloria and her "date" didn't pay any attention to me, but several of the businessmen in the bar looked at me, wondering why I'd leave such a ravishing beauty to some other dude.
Frankly, the thought crossed my mind as well, but I was too horny to really think about it right then. Gloria and I had agreed that if she decided to follow her date to his room that she'd call me on my cell phone. We'd then arrange for me to come up so I could watch as she spread her legs for the first time in front of another man. I went out to the car and sat there for what seemed to be an eternity.
An hour passed, and no call. I was sure Gloria had decided against going through with it, and either was in the women's lounge upset, or maybe even so mad at me that she took a taxi home. It turned out she did neither. My cell rang, and Gloria told me that she and Mike, her new male friend, had gone up to his room. She told me he was married, and was in town for three days for the convention.
He told her he noticed the wedding ring, and figured I was her husband. He surprised her by saying he'd been in the situation before of having a husband sending his wife out to fuck other guys. He knew all the signs. Just when I thought I hit pay dirt by finding a willing participant, Gloria told me that Mike didn't do threesomes, and that he had once been in a bad situation with the husband watching.
As the story goes, part way through, while his wife was straddling Mike and going to town, the husband got jealous and stared screaming, hitting everything, including his half-fucked wife. Mike said he'd be happy to fulfill our fantasy, but only if he and Gloria were alone. I wouldn't be allowed to watch. Fuckable soccermom gets a semen shake for dessert! Click for movie From sucking to fucking, and ending with a facial.
This guy shoots lots of goo. My first reaction was to refuse, but before I could say anything, Gloria pleaded, "Please, honey, I really want to do this. You can watch the next time. I asked Gloria what room she was in. She didn't want to tell me, but I said I'd like to know so that I could stand outside the door, and maybe hear their lovemaking. She finally agreed with the idea and told me they were in room We hung up and immediately my head started to spin.
What was I doing!? This guy looked pretty virile. I'm sure he was not only bigger than me, he was probably far more experienced. And unlike with me, my wife might come with him inside her. She hadn't had a lot of guys, and always wondered if her inability to come with a man was her, or the guy. For that matter I didn't know either. For the next hour it was pure hell. I couldn't stay in my car, and I got out to pace.
Every possible sexual image raced through my mind. I've long imagined what my wife might look like sucking and fucking someone else. Each of those pictures flashed through my head like some pornographic slideshow. I thought about how his cock would sink deep into her pussy, and how her pink pussy lips would strain from his size.
I thought about how her cunt would form a gasket seal around his cock, like I had seen in my favorite porn pictures. I imagined them french kissing while his cock slowly moved in and out, and how she'd have one orgasm after another as she held him close. And especially I thought about Gloria letting her date cum inside of her, feeling another man's hot juice spray deep.
Finally I decided that one way or another I would see all this in person, To hell with Mike and his rules. It was my wife he was fucking!. I raced up to the fourth floor, and to room I stopped outside the door and knocked, but no one answered.