My wife has always been massively flirty but, to my knowledge, has never gone further than flirting. That is until I actively encouraged her to.
The thought of watching her being fucked by another guy had always been a fantasy of mine but I had always been concerned about whether, with her flirty nature, it was a dangerous road to go down.
One afternoon when we were indulging in a fantastic session, she had a vibrator on her clit, my cock thrusting into her wet pussy and my middle finger deep in her ass I blurted out “God I wish this was my cock in your ass and another guy in your pussy”. She moaned and gasped as she came and I felt her ass tighten and her pussy gush.
Later when we were lying together she asked me if I was serious about “the other guy thing”? I said I was serious but would need to chat through all the possible implications. As we talked about it she could see and feel my cock getting harder again. This time it was my cock in her ass and her vibrator in her pussy. We both came again and agreed we would make it happen.
We looked at a couple of sites, including this one but in the end decided we would see if we could make it happen spontaneously.
The following weekend we were having one of our weekends away in a town in Yorkshire. We had never stayed there before. In the AirBnB she seemed to take longer and more care about getting ready than usual. She had brought her highest heels, her seamed stockings, supple leather shirt and shiny silky pink blouse. She looked amazing and it was all I could do not to shag with her there and then.
We walked just around the corner to a very busy local pub. It looked like it had been taken over by local rugby and football clubs! My wife and I were definitely older than most of the clientele but in our chats about the experience we wanted she said she did fancy a young hung guy.
It wasn’t long before she had locked onto and made flirty eye contact with a hunky fit looking guy who was drinking with his mates. He was stood by the bar and on my encouragement she went up to buy our next round of drinks. Within seconds she was in full flirt mode with him, laughing, tossing her hair around, touching him in the shoulder. Even after buying our drinks she stayed chatting with him.
After a few moments (and by this time my cock was rock hard), I saw her on tip toes whispering in his ear. He looked over in my direction and my wife waved at me. I waved back. They both made their way over and sat down. My wife made the introductions and we started chatting about the pub, his rugby game and other trivia. We were all tense and the atmosphere was electric.
It was my wife who broke the spell. She pulled both our heads close to her and said “I’m so fucking horny thinking about the pair of you fucking me. Let’s go to our place and make it happen….” |
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