Lucky Man

I know I’m a very lucky man. Years ago, when I met my wife-to-be I could see almost immediately she was the woman for me. Besides being very attractive, smart, funny and caring, I was able to fully trust her judgement (except the decision to take me on in a relationship). Neither of us have ever been jealous of each other. There is no need when you know where the other is going home at night. Again, I know… I am a very lucky man.Starting at the very beginning of our relationship we would point out others that we found attractive or interesting. While I would point out men to my wife that I knew she’d find attractive, I could tell that the women she was pointing out she also found attractive. We talked about it one day and she agreed that she did find them attractive, but had no desire to take it beyond the looking.On one trip out of town we were staying at a very nice hotel and decided to go down to the bar to have a night cap. The music was good, the drinks nice, and the people watching great. We had noticed one woman who was sitting a few stools down from us. She was about our age and quite attractive. By the clothing she wore you could tell she must be in town for some kind of formal business meeting. While the skirt and blazer were conservative, it did little to hide the curves that were screaming to come out. She fascinated me, and my wife was ribbing me quite badly almanbahis about it. She even told me that I’d chicken out if the woman ever made an offer.A short while later my wife excused herself to use the restroom. The lady of my fascination was already there. A short while both returned and walked up and sat on each side of me. The woman introduced herself as Rachel and said “I understand that you either have cold feet or a hot cock, which is it?”I immediately looked at my wife, who had the grin of a Cheshire Cat. She winked at me and I turned back to Rachel. I told her that I didn’t know about either but was feeling set up. She reached inside of her blazer pocket and pulled out two pairs of panties and held them up to my nose. Anyone in the bar that happened to look over would clearly see them. My immediate response was to tell her that my feet were quite warm.We bought a couple bottles of wine and headed up to Rachel’s suite.When we entered the suite, my wife found a chair in the corner and sat down. Rachel gently pushed me backwards onto the living room couch and straddled my legs. She removed her blazer and I could see that under her sheer blouse she wore a very sexy lace bra. Her nipples were prominently pushing the lace forward. A hand went under my chin to raise my eyes to hers.While looking into her eyes she said, “This is how things are going to happen tonight. almanbahis yeni giriş While your wife sits and watches, you are going to fuck me like some whore. I expect to be left used and soiled! Are we clear?”I glanced over at my wife. Her legs were splayed over the chair arms, her skirt raised up to her hips and a hand was probing her hole. Her eyes were totally glazed over as she stared at us.I stood straight up and unceremoniously dropped Rachel onto the floor at my feet. Opening my slacks and pulling my stiff 8” cock out, I stared down and said, “Then suck this – whore.”Without giving her much of a warning I pushed my cock forward and into her mouth. She quickly arranged her body under her as my cock snaked deeper and deeper into her mouth. I reached down and grabbed two handfuls of hair and began to violently fuck her mouth. I felt the back of her throat relax as the head slipped deeply inside.Saliva ran down her face onto her blouse. I could feel my balls begin to tighten and knew this would end way too soon if I were to continue. I stood her up and ordered her to strip her clothes off, while I finished taking off what remained of my clothing. Once I was undressed, I sat back down and had her model herself before me. She turned this way and that and then bent over at her waist, revealing her swollen sex lips. Her inner thighs were wet with her arousal. almanbahis giriş I pointed out how much of a whore she must be to be so wet and now proudly displayed. I heard a loud guttural moan escape from her throat.I ordered her to mount my lap. She crawled up and knelt over the head of my cock. Her fingers sought out the bulbous head and rubbed it back and forth along her slit. Once the head was thoroughly lubed she began to drop her weight down onto my member. When the head popped inside she let out a loud gasp and her eyes widened. I took a firm hold of her hips. Without warning I lifted my cock straight up into her moist sheath, while pushing down with my hands. The air fully expelled out of her lungs and her eyes rolled back into her head. Giving her but a moment to adapt to the fullness I began to thrust up into her. Her hips started to undulate and meet my thrusts. The firm “C” cup sized breasts gave a slight jiggle. Her nipples were quite rigid and stuck out about a 1/2” inch. I lent forward and took one in my mouth to gently suck on. Her head had fallen back and a continual gurgle could be heard from deep within her chest. I could feel my balls getting wetter and wetter with her juices flowing over them.Looking over at my wife, I could see her fingers working her pussy in a blur. She had slid further down into the chair spreading her legs out before her. She too had removed all of her clothing. Her chest was bright red and flushed. Her breathing quick and shallow. I had never seen her so aroused. She had a perfect view of Rachels ass and the point of juncture where my cock was impaled.