I am in love with my wife Sally. I am also in lust with her. She is the only woman who truly turns me on and I have no interest in other women. But, for some reason I cannot figure out, I get even more turned on when other men are attracted to Sally. When I fantasize I don’t fantasize about myself with other women, I fantasize about Sally with other men. After I first shared this fantasy with Sally I learned that she was interested in fucking other men as well. It was just a matter of time before we made our fantasies a reality.
Since our first threesome with another man three years ago, Sally has fucked at least 35 men. She loves being the center of attention and she likes to take on lots of cocks, so many of her encounters with other men have been gang bangs. We are always searching out new adventures for Sally, new ways for her to experience strangers’ cocks. Sally’s latest escapade took place on the streets of Houston.
Our vacation in Houston this past spring was fairly typical until the last night. On that last night we decided to end the vacation with a bang (quite literally). I booked a limousine for five hours with a plan to go bar-hopping. I specifically asked for a driver who could use discretion. That evening Sally dressed for action.
She pulled on a black velvet mid-thigh dress with a low scooped neckline that revealed her cleavage all the way to just above her navel. Her large 38C breasts still look as good as a 20 year old’s, even though she is in her late 40s. They are just a part of an overall voluptuousness that, combined with her flirtatiousness and sensual attitude, do not fail to attract men of all ages.
Sally curled the ends of her short blonde hair so it formed a helmet framing her face. Her sparkling blue eyes (offset with dark eyeshadow), a pair of dangling earrings, and dark red lipstick gave her the look of a woman who knows what she wants and fully intends to get it. Sally pulled on some thigh-high stockings and some high heels. Then she bent over, gradually sliding her dress up to her waist. I could see that she wore no underwear and that her pussy was already glistening in anticipation of the night.
The limo arrived at the lobby of our hotel at 9:00 pm and we got in. Since it was a Saturday night, we knew the bars would be hopping. I asked the limo driver to take us to the kind of night spots where people in their 30s and 40s hung out. The first place was a dance club. It was still early so there were not a lot of people in the club just yet and a few couples were on the dance floor. After I paid the cover charge I directed Sally to the bar and headed to the men’s restroom.
When I returned, I sat at the end of the bar and watched her do her magic. Since it was early, she was the only single woman in place. There were several single men, she must have danced with all of them. One in particular, a gentleman who looked to be around 40, kept returning to ask her for more dances. I could tell from her body language and the way she laughed that she was encouraging him. Soon they were kissing and grinding their bodies against each other on the dance floor. Just seeing that made me hard.
Knowing what was going to happen next, I returned to the limousine. I knocked on the door and asked the driver if I could sit up front. When he asked why, I told him that my wife had just picked someone up in the bar and asked him to turn on the intercom so we could hear.
After a few minutes of waiting, we heard my wife’s voice and a man’s voice. They opened the door of the limo and got in. They talked for a while, with long moments of silence while they kissed. Then I heard my wife say, “I’ll bet you’d like to fuck me.” There was a moment of silence then I heard the sound of a zipper. Shortly after that there was a wet slapping sound and my wife moaned. At this point I couldn’t just listen to the intercom.
I asked the limo driver to open the privacy window to the back just a crack. I looked through the crack and saw my wife on her hands and knees on the floor of the limo. Her black dress was pushed up around her waist and her legs were spread. The stranger was between her legs, his trousers around his ankles. His bare ass moved back and forth as he plunged his cock into my wife’s pussy. They were facing the back of the limo so I asked the limo driver to open the window a little more.
I could see him watching the action through his rear view window. “Fuck me, I’m your slut,” my wife moaned.
The stranger continued to piston his cock into her. With each deep penetration my wife’s body shook. My wife turned back to look at the stranger and saw that I was watching through the window. “I want your cum, cum inside me!” my wife said, as much for my benefit as for his.
He grabbed her by the hips and his pumping sped up. It was clear he was close to cumming. Finally his body shook and he gave a final hard thrust. He kept his cock deep in my wife as he shot his seed into her body.
“Thank you,” said my wife, as she turned around and kissed him. He kissed back and then thanked her too. Then he silently pulled up his trousers and left the limo. I asked the driver to close the window and joined her in the passenger area.
“Let’s go to the next bar,” Sally said, “I am ready to take on some more guys.” I knew the intercom was still on so I told the driver to take us to another place. “Now that I know what you are doing,” he replied, “I have a place in mind.”
We drove for a while, which gave Sally a chance to straighten up. The stranger’s cum had started to slide out of her pussy and down the inside of her thighs so she wiped it up with a tissue. The next stop was a tavern rather than a dance club. “This is one of our more popular ‘meat markets,’” said the limo driver said through the intercom, “I come here occasionally. Usually there are at least five men for every woman.”
As Sally and I walked into the tavern, I could see what he meant. There were a lot of guys there. Following procedure, Sally went directly to the bar while I hung around elsewhere for a moment. She sat down and ordered a drink. I went to the opposite end of the bar, ordered my drink and watched.
It didn’t take long before Sally was laughing and flirting with two men who had walked up to order their drinks. They looked to be in their late 30s. There wasn’t room at the bar for all three of them so they invited her to join them at their table. Sally sat in a chair between the two of them. There was a large mirror behind the bar so I found I could watch the action without being obvious.
Sally acted her usual witty and charming self, laughing at their jokes and smiling invitingly. It was clear that each of the men was not sure just which of them she was coming on to. But as she leaned up against one and then the other, they began to realize she was flirting with and interested in both of them.
From my vantage point at the bar I could see that each man was rather furtively scooting his chair closer to Sally’s until all three of them were quite close. One of the guys must have told a joke, because Sally laughed and leaned over to him. As she gave him a little kiss on the check, her hand ran up the inside of his thigh.
Both he and his friend looked a little surprised at her boldness. Just as his friend must have been thinking of a way to exit, Sally turned to him, leaned over and whispered in his ear. I could see her hand sliding up his thigh as well. Then she excused herself and went to the restroom. During her absence, the two guys were clearly talking about some very important, and very exciting subject.
As Sally walked back from the restroom, she came right past my place at the bar. “I think it’s set up.”
“Really, what did you say to the one guy?” I asked.
“I told him that I was really attracted to both him and his friend and that, if they were interested, I would like to fuck them both.”
Sally gave me a smile and walked back to the table. By now both men had seen her talking to me at the bar. The three of them engaged in a brief conversation and then Sally beckoned me over to the table.
“Matt and Mark, I’d like you to meet my husband Stan. As I just told you, he is not my pimp and you don’t have to pay me anything. I just enjoy fucking and Stan enjoys watching.” Apparently they had thought, given her clothing and forwardness, that she was a prostitute.
“Sally may look and act like a whore, but she isn’t going to cost you anything tonight,” I said.
We left the tavern with Matt and Mark and got into the limousine. I opened the intercom to the driver and told him to just spend time driving around until I told him to go back to the tavern. I left the intercom on so he could listen to the action.
Once in the limo, Sally wasted little time on small talk. She had sat between the two men and promptly started kissing each of them while rubbing their crotches. Soon Mark had pulled her top open and was sucking on her breasts. Matt had taken off his pants and was kneeling on the seat next to Sally while she sucked on his cock.
“Fuck me, fuck me now,” Sally said to Matt. She turned around and got on her hands and knees in front of the seat. She spread her thighs and Matt got between her legs. In a slow motion he gently pushed his seven inch cock into my wife’s pussy. She was already so wet and ready that it took no effort at all. Matt grabbed her by the waist and began to plunge his cock in and out of her.
Meanwhile, Mark had dropped his pants and scooted over on the seat so his cock was near Sally’s face. She opened her mouth and he shoved his hard dick between her teeth. As it entered I could see her tongue swirling around on its head. By this time I was fairly close to the action and watching every move. My cock was hard but I was waiting until later. I wanted to watch as my slut wife serviced the two strangers.
“What are you?” I asked Sally. “Tell these two men what you are.”
“I’m a slut,” Sally said as Mark’s cock withdrew from her mouth. “I’m a whore and a slut.”
“What do you want?” I then asked.
“I want cum. I want Mark and Matt to cum inside me.”
That was too much for Matt. He began to pump Sally even harder and looked over at me.
“I’m coming inside your slut wife,” he panted. Then his body shuddered and he moaned.
Sally moaned too, pulling her mouth away from Mark’s cock, “I can feel your hot cum inside of me. Oh Matt. Your cock is so hard and it’s pumping your sperm into my body.”
Hearing this was too much for Mark. He had been pumping on his cock while Sally talked and suddenly cum shot from his cock onto Sally’s face. “Drink it slut,” he said, shoving his cock back between her lips. I could see Sally trying to swallow as Mark’s semen pumped into her mouth. Behind my slut wife, Matt jerked as he poured his sperm into her pussy.
Finally they were both finished. As the two men pulled on their pants I asked the limousine driver to return to the tavern. As we drove back to the tavern, both Matt and Mark asked if Sally would like to get together with them again in the future. She declined, since she only fucks strangers on the first “date” and I am the only man she fucks regularly.
After we dropped Matt and Mark at the tavern, I asked the limo driver to take us back to our hotel. On the way, Sally suggested that since he had been so helpful all evening he should get a really good tip. As we pulled into the hotel parking lot, I asked the driver to take us over to one end of the lot and join us in the back. When he got in, Sally was waiting for him. She pushed him back onto the seat and gave him a long and lingering blowjob.
By now, I was ready to fuck her as well so I entered her from behind. Her pussy was still full of the two loads of cum which had been shot in her earlier so I slid in without any effort. Soon the limo driver shot a load all over my wife’s face and I followed it with the third and final creaming of my wife’s pussy for the night.