The Brunette At The Bar; Couplefucked

by Don Juan Quixote
We went out to a bar, my wife and I, to find a woman for us to use and abuse. My wife had been fantasizing about being with another woman for some time now. We had just gone to the adult book store to buy her a nice big strap on that she could abuse some girl with…So; we picked a nice tasteful bar near our house to look for the right woman to fulfill my wife’s lesbian fantasies.
As we walked into the bar, the man at the door put two fingers up to his right eyebrow in a casual salute, and I felt that we had found just the right place. The waitresses were pretty, and dressed in little French maid style cocktail dresses with ample bosom’s hanging out invitingly. The sexuality was so charged in the room that you could practically cut it with a butter knife. Yes, I was sure this was the right place to find a nice single lady that has dark desires.
It took us a while to get a seat as it was pretty crowded, being a Friday night and all. So, we stood there and our eyes roamed the bar catching impressions and snatches of laughter or conversation. “Wow! I thought, there are a lot of really good looking ladies here.” But, they all seemed to be occupied by more than one male, and that wouldn’t do for what we wanted. Just then, I saw a woman sitting at the bar by herself.
She had long brunette hair (which I love) worn straight down her back. She wore a blood red burgundy dress with a lighter red floral print that instantly made me think of a good Cabernet Sauvignon. I also thought of Beaujolais wine just then…You know, kind of earthy and tart, with a good kick to it? She was like that. She ran her slim fingers through her long brown hair as I watched her, and then she flicked it over her shoulder and sighed. She looked around at all the more than occupied women, with a baleful look on her face. The realization that she was there alone, and wanted to hook up with someone made that familiar bulge in my pants start to feel cramped.
She had pretty brown eyes, and thin beautiful lips that just begged to be kissed. Her dress had those spaghetti straps that always turn me on, but the kicker was that you could see her tan lines underneath which made you feel as if you were seeing more than what you saw when she wore her bikini. I don’t know what it is about a woman’s tan lines that drive me crazy. It always makes me imagine their breasts as virginal and untouched by the sun…And one cannot help but imagine her pouty pink nipples surrounded by all that ‘untouched’ breast.
I looked at my wife to see if she’d caught me staring at the girl, and she was staring at her too! She had her mouth half open as if she was having an epiphany at that moment. I laughed and went back to examining the lovely creature at the bar. Just then the brunette haired girl felt our eyes on her, and she looked from me to my wife, and back to me instantly getting the picture of what we wanted. She flashed me her pretty knowing smile, and took a sip of her drink. And, I thought I saw a hopeful grin on her face. God, she was gorgeous!
My **** instantly hardened just looking at her. In that moment, I knew that I wanted her. Not just wanted her, but had to have her. I could see that my wife wanted her too. The brunette haired girl wasn’t wearing nylons, and she had beautiful long legs that seemed to be created for the sole purpose of being draped over my back as I buried my face in her lotus blossom. I caught myself wondering if she shaved her coochie or not. Then, I was thinking about what her pink ***** lips might look like. I shook my head to clear that train of thought (which would only get me into trouble), and focused my attention on my wife again.
She was openly staring at the lovely woman, and I whispered in my wife’s ear”Do you like her?” I asked, and all she said was “Uh huh!” She was as smitten by the brunette haired girl as I was. And just at that moment the hostess came to seat us.
I sat my wife down at a table nearby, so we had a good view of the brunette. My wife looked her over and commented that she was really pretty. “God, I’d love to tie her up and use and abuse her tonight!” she blurted out. Finally, my wife and the brunette caught each other’s eyes again, and both of them smiled sweetly at each other.
The brunette blushed, then threw a quick look at me, and turned away to sip her drink. “Oh, she’s hot for it.” I told my wife. “I think you should proposition her.” My wife pretended innocence and said casually “Really? You think she’d be up for it?” The brunette smiled guiltily at my wife again, and quickly looked at me to see if it was alright. “Oh, yeah. She’s up for it!” I replied.
The waitress came to the table, and I couldn’t help but notice her buxom breasts bulging out of her cocktail outfit. My wife noticed too as we ordered our drinks, and both the brunette at the bar and I watched as my wife gave the waitress a once over, stealing a quick look at her cleavage and then biting her lip and looking guiltily at the brunette (knowing she’d been seen lusting after the cocktail waitress).
My wife tossed her hair defiantly and gave the brunette an unapologetic look. The brunette laughed and took another sip of her drink. Was that a gleeful grin on her naughty face? This was heating up nicely, and I was aware that I had a huge hard on in my pants. Plus, I had to pee real badly. So, I got up and kissed my wife on the forehead as she continued to flirt with the brunette, and told her I needed to go to the men’s room.
I was gone for a while, both to give my wife some time to work her magic on the brunette (and the waitress), and also to splash some water on my face and calm down. My heart was racing at the possibilities the evening might present…
When I came back to our table my wife was no longer there. It didn’t take me long to find her. She was sitting at the bar next to the brunette! My wife was laughing with the long haired girl at the bar and they were both laughing and touching each other’s arms. I thought I say them touch ankles briefly under the bar, and the brunette laughed and put her hand on my wife’s thigh. Wow! My head started buzzing at the thought of these two lovely young arousing each other in my bed…
I heard just a ****** of their conversation. My wife asked the girl if she was a submissive, and if she like to be used hard. The girl replied, "Yes Maam." Then, my wife smirks and says, "Then you will be dear."
Suddenly, my wife leaned over and kissed the girl on the mouth. It was just a peck, but suddenly the bulge in my pants was feeling confined again. The brunette put her drink down, grabbed my wife’s hand, flashed a smile at me, and slipped off her bar stool. My wife followed her still holding her hand and they went into the dark hallway by the restrooms where I had just come from. Not wanting to miss any of the action, I picked up my drink and casually sauntered to the restroom area again. I looked around to see if any of the other patrons had noticed and no one had.
As I rounded the corner, I saw my wife and the brunette in a fairly passionate embrace. If they noticed me they showed no sign of it. At the moment they were totally engrossed with each other. The girl put her hand behind my wife’s head and spread her lips wide to allow my wife’s tongue into her mouth. After they broke the kiss, you could see the passion on both of their faces. They were looking deeply into each other’s eye’s with deep lust. Whew! This was going to be a helluva night!
They made out in that dark corner getting more and more worked up as my wife started kissing the brunette on the neck and cupping her breasts softly with her hands. The brunette responded in kind cupping both of my wife’s breasts and my wife let out a loud moan. I looked back into the bar to see if anyone had heard it, and no one was paying attention to us at all. Except the man at the door, who gave me a knowing look and a wink, and then looked away as if to say that he saw nothing.
Slipping quietly back around the corner, the two girls were going at each other with intensity now. The brunette was grinding her hips against my wife as they kissed and her skirt was riding up so I could see most of her legs. The bulge in my pants instantly came back as I eyed her perfect leg wanting to see more of her. Just then my wife slipped her hand under the girls dress and it was her turn to let out a loud moan. I didn’t even check the bar this time; I wasn’t going to miss any of this!
My wife pulled the girls panties down a bit to gain access and the girl groaned again when my wife’s fingers lightly touched her bare *****. I absent mindedly touched myself and realized that the bulge in my pants was huge and probably would be noticed by anyone that came walking by. Even so, I couldn’t resist rubbing my **** as I watched the two girl’s heat up the action. The brunette slipped her hand inside my wife’s blouse and was rewarded with a groan as she rubbed her fingers across my wife’s nipples. My wife was kissing her neck, still massaging her ***** gently and at that moment the brunette suddenly looked up and saw me playing with my bulge and watching them.
She looked me right in the eye, then grabbed my wife’s hair and kissed her passionately on the mouth again grinding her hips into my wife’s fingers. Then, the brunette looked at me again as if to say, “Don’t you wish this way you?”
Just as I was thinking that we ought to get out of there, a woman came around the corner on the way to the bathroom. Her eyes literally went from my face, to my bulge (which I was openly massaging), to the two girls fooling around in the dark. She smirked at me as she went by and winked. The girls broke apart as the lady passed by and the brunette’s hair was a bit disheveled and her skirt was still riding up her thigh. My wife looked at me and then her and said, “I guess we need to move this to someplace more private.” The brunette nodded her head and downed the last of her drink.
As we left the bar, I followed the girls out, and the man at the door gave me a salute and a wink as if to say, “Good job!” Once outside the girls stopped to kiss again and my wife cupped her nearest *** check and gave it a squeeze. There was a lot of giggling while the girls played grab *** on the way to the car. I got into the driver’s seat and not surprisingly my wife got into the back seat with the brunette.
On the way to our house, as I drove the two ladies played in the dark in the back seat. I could hear my wife explaining to her what we were going to do to her once we got home. The girl obviously liked what she was hearing, because she groaned he hips slowly pumped away at the air.
My wife kissed her on the mouth and simultaneously pulled her left spaghetti strap down exposing her soft breast. I caught a glimpse of her as we passed under a streetlight briefly. Her nipple was pink and hard like a pencil eraser surrounded by milky white flesh. As the back seat went dark again, I my wife put her mouth over it and slowly sucked the girl’s nipple into her mouth. The brunette haired girl groaned with pleasure and arched her back. My wife ran her fingers over her thigh, pulling up her skirt and as we passed under another street light I could see that her panties matched her dress…
My wife sucked and licked her nipple and as her hand reached the girls crotch, the girl spread her legs apart and my wife started massaging her ***** through the panties. The girl was groaning constantly now, and thrusting herself at my wife’s touch. Suddenly my wife grabbed her panties and in one motion yanked them down and pulled them completely off. Then, my wife leaned forward and dropped the panties onto my bulging bratwurst and said, “Here. These are for you.” Then, she went back to making out with the girl and massaging her *****.
As the girls moaned and sighed and groaned in the back seat I grabbed the panties and realized immediately that they were wet in the crotch. Instinctively I brought them up to my nose and smelled them. This almost caused a wreck as I drank in the sweet nectar of her floral perfume and ***** juices mixed together. My head was buzzing, my bulge was aching to be released from its confinement, and I could barely see to drive. The smell of the brunette haired girl’s panties was intoxicating far beyond any wine I have ever had.
My focus was suddenly jolted back to the action in the back seat as my wife was fingering the girl and explaining how we were going to spank her, and tie her up…And, how we were both gonna **** her little ***** until it was used up and stretched out. This got a big groan from the brunette haired girl. Not able to contain myself any longer, I stuck the wet panties in my mouth, grabbed the steering wheel with my left hand, and unzipped my pants letting my stiff bratwurst burst free into the night air.
I slowly rubbed my throbbing **** as I heard my wife say, “I’ve got a brand new strap on that I want to try on you.” With that, my wife kissed the girl and shoved two fingers hard deep into her hot wet *****. Just then we passed under another street light and in the mirror I caught a quick look at the brunette haired girls *****. It was amazing! She had small pink lips and a little landing ***** of hair above them. I wished right then that my wife would pull her fingers out for a moment so that I could see it all, but my wife had three fingers buried in the girl’s tight wet *****, so I couldn’t see much of it.
The girl groaned into my wife’s mouth. “Call me a ****.” She breathed softly, “And a cheap *****”, she added breathlessly. Then, she lifted up my wife’s skirt and pulled down her panties. She through them into the front seat and said, “This is for you.” And both women giggled. Then, she grabbed my wife’s hips and smashed their ******* together and said, “Use me as your sex toy for the night.”
My wife moaned and buried her face into the girl’s neck as they continued to grind on each other. “Oh, we will do all of that and more my dear…This will be a night you will not forget.” Suddenly the girl broke their embrace and looked at my wife, “I don’t even know your names!” My wife put her index finger up to the girls lips and said, “Shhhhh…No names tonight; Just anonymous hot kinky abusive submissive sex.” With that the girl said, “Perfect!” and returned to making out and reached for my wife’s *****. There I sat with one hand on the steering wheel, the other on my hard engorged ****, and two pairs of panties in my mouth, hoping not to get pulled over right at that moment.


Once at the house we took the brunette haired girl into our bedroom and ******** what was left of her clothes off of her. We handcuffed her hands behind her back and made her get on her knees. This made her thrust her breasts out, presenting them to be used by both of us. We each cupped a breast and played with her nipples, making her groan softly. My wife said, “Look, the little ***** loves to have her nipples rubbed. Should we punish her for that?” I nodded silently in ascent, concentrating on her lovely nipples. We both kneaded and pulled at her nipples then, and she cried out in pain and enjoyment. We took turns slapping her breasts and calling her a ****, wench, tramp, harlot, *****, and a ***** which she seemed to enjoy immensely.
I unzipped my pants and got out my bratwurst again, and as I tortured her soft nipples I rubbed my **** all over her face. “You’re a *** **** nymphomaniac, aren’t you?” I said. “Yes, I am a nymphomaniac.” she said demurely trying to put my **** in her mouth. I teased her with it, not letting her quite get it into her mouth, and I said, “You want me to force my **** in your cheap little tramp mouth don’t you?”
Showing some ***** she looked up at me longingly and said, “Maybe I do, so what?” Grabbing a hand full of her brown hair I said, “And you want to lick my balls, and jerk me off so I *** on your face, don’t you ****?” “Oh, God Yes…” “Yes, SIR!’ Then, she blurted out, “Yes, I want you to *** on my face and in my hair, Sir!” “That’s better…Now start licking my ****.” “Yes, Sir.” She replied and she put her mouth on my hard and throbbing **** and start licked it up and down. She licked my balls and groaned, then ran her tongue up and down the length of my engorged **** making me moan this time.
She put the head of my **** slowly into her mouth and groaned as I eagerly pushed it in a little further. I grabbed her hair and shoved her mouth all the way down to my engorged balls, and she let out a whine. Then she was sucking on it with abandon, opening her throat to take my **** deep into her mouth. And when it was all in she swiped her tongue over my balls and I almost blew a huge wad right there. My wife came over and kissed me on the mouth so I put my hands inside her blouse and rubbed my fingers over her nipples. The brunette haired girl was really good at sucking ****, and obviously loved it. Pretty soon she was eagerly sucking away at it and I had to concentrate to hold it back and not ***** down her throat right there and then. My wife slapped her face and she moaned in pleasure.
She sucked on my balls and moaned as I pulled her hair shoved her face onto my ****. “That’s it. Treat me like a ****!” She begged and then moaned. My wife picked up on the fact that slapping her made her redouble her efforts so she slapped her playfully as she sucked on my ****.
The brunette girl was really getting excited, sucking on my **** eagerly, licking it all around; especially my balls and then she shoved her face into my ***, and started licking my *** cheeks. Around and around my *** hole she licked driving me crazy. Again I had to strain to hold in the *** that was oozing out the head of my throbbing ****.
“Do you like that ****? Do you like licking my husband’s ***?” My wife blurted out. And the girl replied, “Yes, ma am. It makes my ***** wet.” My wife grabbed her hair and shoved her face into my *** saying, “Lick it you hussy! Tongue-**** his *** or I’ll spank you!” She gave my *** a real tongue bath then, and my wife continued to pull her hair, slap her, and call her names like “****”, “*****”, “homewrecker”, “floozy”, “Tramp”, and “Nympho.”
Then, my wife got out a paddle that makes an impression on a person’s *** that says, ‘****!’ She told the brunette haired girl “Every time you make me feel jealous, I’m going to spank you with this.” And she gives the girls *** a swat with it. The girl moaned into my balls and mumbled “Thank you…May I have another.” This made my wife a little bit furious, and she started slapping her with the paddle on her ****, back and ***, occasionally slapping her hard across the face with her open hand.
My wife asked the girl if she was enjoying sucking her husband’s **** and the girl said, “Oh, God yesssss!” and swatted her again, calling her a “Harlot” and making the girl groaned onto my hard ****. Taking my **** out of her mouth temporarily, she says shyly, “It hurts just enough to feel like I’m being punished, without actually making it hurt.” Then she put my ***-dripping member back into her mouth. My wife got rougher with her and pulled her hair hard and slapped her across the face.
“Do you like licking his **** and balls, you worthless ****?” My wife yelled at the girl. “Oh, Yes! I’m a worthless ****!” She yelled back enthusiastically. “Call me Mistress!” My wife barked. “Yes, Mistress, he has a very nice hard ****.” She said, “I love having it in my mouth…Mmmmmmm, and I can’t wait to bury it in my cunny.” Then the girl made loud slurping noises as she turned up the heat on my ****.
My wife blurted out, “You ******* *****!” and started spanking her over and over again calling her ever name you could imagine. “That’s MY husband’s **** your sucking.” Then my wife swatted the girl on her bottom three times hard. The girl mumbles around my **** “I’m sorry Mistress, but his **** feels so good. It’s so full of ***, I’m going to make it burst with my lips.” When the girl said that, my wife went crazy with the paddle.
“I suppose you want him to *** all over your face and in your hair.” My wife said accusingly. “Oh, God Yesss!” the girl blurted out. My wife swatted her hard. Then, my wife leaned into the girls ear and softly said, “Lick his balls good you ****! Make sure they are really full…He’s gonna spray *** in your ***** after this.”
“Oh God, I want it! I want this beautiful **** slammed into my *****….Ughhhhhhh.” She sucked furiously the length of my ****. And, she moaned as she was spanked again.
Then, the girl who sensed I was ready to ***, started licking my **** all over, saying things like “*** all over my face and in my hair…and shoot some in my mouth. Mark my mouth and make it yours. Then, you can **** my mouth any time you want, because it’s yours.” That last part she said while turning her head to look at my wife. She licked my balls and I shot ***** all over her face and in her hair. And then I shoved it in her mouth and shot a bunch more…Then, she licked my **** clean and wiped the *** off of her face with her fingers, which she then licked clean. She obviously had acquired a liking for the taste.
My wife had put on the strap on as soon as I started cuming on the brunette girls face. When we were done, she grabbed her by the hair and guided her to lie down on her stomach. “Naughty concubine! Now, I’m going to punish you for enjoying my husband’s ***.” To me she said, “Hold her down!” I held her arms pinned to the bed, and my wife oiled up her strap on (which had one of her smaller and thinner attachments on it). Then, she ordered me to oil up the girl’s ***.

The brunette haired girls half-heartedly protested as I rubbed copious amounts of oil all over the inside of her *** cheeks, making sure to get the hole really lubed up. “No. You can’t.” she said. And my wife replied sternly, “Oh, yes we can. And we will. And there is nothing you can do about it.” With that, she roughly spread the girls legs wide apart and the girl groaned in anticipation. My wife teased her *** hole with her strap on for a little bit, putting the head in slightly and then taking it out again. The whole time the brunette haired girl pretended to protest and struggle while I held her down for my wife. “No…No, please don’t **** me in the ***. It’s too big. It will hurt.”
Then, my wife sunk it half way into her *** and the girl howled in pain and pleasure mixed together. Slowly at first she stroked the brunette girl’s *** with the strap on, then picking up the pace she slammed it all the way in. The girl let out another howl, and changed her tune. Now it was, “Yes. Oh God, yes. **** my slutty *** hard. Punish me for sucking your husband’s **** and getting all of his delicious ***. Pound that little *** hole!!” And my wife pounded her *** really hard for a good long time. My wife was soon sweating from the effort and the girl seemed to have an ****** every few thrusts.
When my wife had had enough and needed a break to catch her wind, she said “There! You’ve been punished.” And with that, she pulled the strap on out of the girl’s ***. I turned the girl over on her back and she moaned. The brunette haired girl seemed half conscious, and unaware of her surroundings. I spread her legs wide so her pretty pink ***** was fully exposed and vulnerable. My wife and I took turns spanking her ***** with a ruler and telling her what a bad girl she was for enjoying that. Slowly, she became more conscious of what we were doing and responded to the ***** torture. It obviously hurt a little bit, depending on how hard you smacked the ruler against her ***** lips, but she was getting wetter and wetter by the minute. Finally, you could see the wet spray of her ***** juice fly up as you brought the ruler down onto her wet ****. “I think she’s ready to have her ***** ******.” My wife observed (thinking she would go first).
Beating her to the punch I came around and got between my wife and the brunette haired girl, and “I want to see how tight her ***** is before you ruin it with your entire strap on attachments…” And with that I slide my **** into the girls waiting wet *****. I ****** her hard in every position I could think of at the time, and she moaned and groaned like a virgin who was getting it for the first time.
Every time she came she would tense up, her cunny would contract around my ****, and then she would gasp and shudder with ecstasy. Each time she came, I changed positions and made her *** again. She must have *** five or six times that way.
To tease my wife the girl moaned and smiled, “Oooh! Make me take the whole thing.” Then, she spread her legs a little further and said, “Shove that big **** all the way into that ****! I want to feel your balls slap against my *** hole!” I started taking it all the way out and shoving it all the way up to my balls and she shrieked, “**** me! **** me like a roadside *****!” Then, I felt her ***** contact and she shuddered in a grand ******.
Finally we ended up in reverse cowgirl position with her bouncing up and down on top of me. My wife put her face down where she can watch and also suck and lick the girl’s **** while I’m plunging my **** into her. My wife licked and sucked her **** like there was no tomorrow as I plunged my throbbing hard **** in and out of her. I had to concentrate not to *** in that position, because I occasionally felt my wife’s tongue glide over my balls and shaft on the way up to her ****.
Then, I turned the girl over and shoved her face into my wife’s waiting *****. My wife had turned around under her so she could lick the girl’s **** while I ****** her; Both girls where moaning into each other’s *******, and licking to beat the band. When the girls sucked my wife’s **** into her mouth, so did my wife. Pretty soon they were ******* loudly together too!!
Then, I pounded her mercilessly, shoving her face deeper into my wife’s ***** with each stroke. The girl licked and sucked on my wife’s ***** frantically, giving her the tongue lashing of her life. My wife moaned loudly, ******* over and over…(She loves getting her ***** licked). I pulled the girls hair and she eagerly strained to keep her mouth on my wife’s *****. My wife grabbed her head, pulling the other way, and slammed the girls face back into her *****, and immediately came loudly again.
The slim brown haired girl with the lovely little ******* climbed onto my **** reverse cowgirl style again so my wife could watch my **** going in and out of her hot wet little *****. Of course, my wife couldn’t resist the temptation to lick her **** as I rammed her hard. Pretty soon the girl was delirious with ecstasy, announcing “I’m going to *** all over his ****!” And then I felt her squirt hot juices which ran down my **** and balls. “You made me squirt all over his ****…” And my wife said licking her lips, “And all over my face.” They started deep tongue in mouth kissing and I started ******* in the girls *****. She contracted and shuddered when she felt it squirt inside of her, and I shot a huge load of **** that ran out of her ***** and down my balls. And even after I had finished cuming inside her, my still hard **** twitched and squirted more ***.
The girls were kissing while I was still hard inside of her and they started talking really nasty to each other, saying things like, “Can you taste your nasty **** on my mouth?” “Oh, God yes…It tastes so good!” I continued to **** her *** filled **** slowly, as I was still hard as they talked dirty to each other. It was so hot after a while that I shot another small load of hot *** up inside the brown haired girl, and she groaned into my wife’s mouth when she felt it squirting inside her, and she came again.
We laid the girl down on the bed on her back, and my wife went right to town cleaning the *** off of her *****. She spread the girl’s ***** lips and a bunch of white *** oozed out of her freshly ****** ****. Pretty soon the girl was cuming all over my wife’s face again.
My wife got up and several ***** attachments of various sizes out of the bedside drawer. She lubed up the girls ***** while I held her down, and said, “Now, we are going to stretch your ***** out.” With that she put the biggest ***** on the strap on, and started rubbing her **** at the same time. Back in dominatrix mode again, my wife demanded to know, “Do you want your nasty **** stretched out cheap *****?” The girl blurted out while gyrating her hips onto the *****, “Oh, yes! Stretch it out so your husband can hardly feel it when he ***** me again.”
My wife said sternly, “Get on your knees, *****. You’re about to get the ***** pounding of your life.” The girl did as she was told and arched her *** in the air to make it easier to slide the strap on in. My wife stroked her ***** with that big strap on and then started really ramming it into her. With every stroke the girl reacted by yelping, whining, moaning or groaning. She loved it.
I got in front of the girl and she hungrily sucked on my ****, licking the balls and up the shaft. Every time my wife would shove it in extra hard and deep she would moan and sink further down on my **** with her mouth. It was so sexy; I was ready to *** in her mouth within seconds.
After that, we put her on her back. My wife plunged the strap on into her willing waiting ****, and the girl groaned and ground her hips into it. They looked so beautify lying there ******* contentedly. Both of their breasts were swaying to the rhythm, and their nipples were bouncing to and fro. My wife hitched up a little higher and their nipples where touching each other lightly and both women noticed it at the same time, they looked at their sexy nipples rubbing each other, and they both groaned in unison it was such a turn on.
I played with her nipples and helped rub her **** while she was getting her ***** ****** by the strap on. I got around behind my wife’s pumping *** so I could see it plunging in and out of her **** making sucking noises, and slapping noises. Every time my wife plunged the strap on into her ****, my *** oozed out around it, and down into her already wet butt crack.
My wife varied her rhythm ******* her deep and hard as she got close to *******. Suddenly she buried it deep in her ***** and held it there hard while the girl kept ******* it, and then the girl started moaning and writhing and I could see that she had squirted all over the strap on. “You made me squirt!” she said pitifully. “I know. I could feel all on your hot juices coating my ****!”
Finally, she grabbed my **** and started sucking on it. Soon, she was licking the length of my **** and sucking on my balls, moaning into them as my wife ****** her.
My wife made her *** on several ****** of different shapes. The girl was just moaning on the bed in a state of semi-conscious ecstasy. “Do you want two ***** in your hot little ****?” Oh, please! Yes…Oh, God yes!” With that, my wife shoved two ****** in and out until she was about to explode again. “Mmmmmm….” My wife cooed, “She likes two ***** at once, just like me.”
“Spread your legs for the big ***** you *****!”, my wife yelled. The girl just whined and submitted to having her **** stretched out further. Then, before you know it my wife was pumping those big ***** in and out of her ***** and the girl was getting that flushed look on her face like she was going to *** again. She squirted again, ******* all over the two *****. My wife pulled it out and said, “Now, that ***** is all used up and stretched out. Just look at how loose it is.”
I knew that was an invitation to try her out again, so I jumped up and mounted the girl again. She was really loose and wet. I could barely feel the walls of her ***** this time, and I shot a huge load of *** up into her ***** at the thought of it.
After I coated her face and hair with my ***, and pumped some down her throat, my wife laid down on her back and ordered the girl to mount up reverse cowgirl. That way I could suck on her **** and then shove my **** into her along with the big strap on. I did just that and the look on the girls face when she felt herself being stretched out even further, was priceless. It makes me want to *** just thinking about it.
We all three collapsed onto the bed completely spent. The girl kissed me and thanked me for a great evening, and then passionately kissed my wife. Then, we laid there and I think I dozed off for a bit. When I woke up both girls were up and dressed again. They laughed at my groggy state. “Men. Who needs ‘em?” Was my entire wife said, and to my embarrassment the girl laughed with her.
After the short rest, we took her back to the bar and dropped her off. I did make her suck my **** some more on the way and blew another wad of **** into her mouth. We pulled up to the curb, and all got out. We both kissed her on the mouth (yes it was salty) and hugged her. Then, my wife smacked the girls bottom and told her to get out of there. I don’t know if we will ever see her again, but if we do, I’ll let you know all about it…
comicgregjohnson comicgregjohnson
46-50, M
Dec 14, 2012