His big meaty hands moved slowly from my wife's full hips to her soft natural tits and my pulse quickened. It didn't seem real but my heightened senses made everything too clear for it to be a dream.
'Tell me what you want Baby Girl," he asked playfully as a wry grin spread across his handsome face. His eyes flashed briefly at me and his hands left my wife's tits and gripped the top of her tight revealing dress.
My eyes widened and I watched his thick powerful forearms flex. Sweat glistened off his bare chest and the fresh musky scent of his body mixed with the familiar aroma of my wife's arousal filled the room. My mouth watered and my dick grew turgid inside the tight confinds of my jeans.
"I want you to ravage me," my wife replied softly. Her sweet melodic voice shook subtly with tremolo betraying her excitement as her lower lips curled into her mouth nervously. Her pretty green eyes danced and glimmered and her chest rose as she inhaled sharply.
He smiled knowingly at me and his hands moved apart tearing my wife's dress down the front exposing her red lace bra and matching panties as the shreds of fabric fell to the floor.
"Oh god," my beautiful wife gasped. She glanced at me with uncertain eyes but she couldn't hide the excitement on her trembling lips. Goosebumps covered her soft supple body and her nipples strained against her pretty bra.
He deftly unfastened her bra and she breathed deep and steady. Her big natural tits jiggled enticingly and she looked at him with a lust filled gaze as he slid his right hand into her panties and cupped her neatly trimmed pubic mound.
"You're wet Baby Girl," he teased. He had begun calling her that shortly after sitting beside her in the crowded bar. He had a powerful aura and a confident demeanor that was impossible to ignore and my wife had responded quickly to his advances while I had sat and watched from a nearby table.
We had gone to the small tavern to role play as we often did when we were away from home. We had never lived out a hotwife/cuckold experience but we had been fantasizing about them for years. She had arrived alone like usual and I had followed a few minutes later. I had planned on sitting down beside her at the bar but he was already there when I arrived so I had taken a table where I could see and hear everything. I wasn't sure how she'd respond. She had tried to flirt with other men in front of me in the past but she'd never felt comfortable doing so.
"Mmm hmm," she said excitedly as she chewed on her bottom lip and looked up at him with soft pleading eyes. She instinctively parted her legs wider giving him unfettered access to her molten core.
"Does this excite you Baby Girl? Do you like doing this in front of your husband?" He asked in a deep manly voice. He bent down and brushed his lips across hers and she shuddered noticeably. Her hands moved from her sides to his bare muscular back.
A jolt of jealousy ran through me and a pit formed in my stomach. I had often fantasized about watching my wife with another man and it never failed to make me rock hard but I hadn't considered that I might get jealous. I was by nature not a jealous person and watching him woo her at the bar had done nothing to awaken those feelings but when they kissed I was shaken by the intimacy of it.
"Yes," she hissed excitedly. She glanced at me for a brief moment and her eyes glimmered. Her painted red nails dug into his smooth hairless flesh and her hips subtly undulated as he worked his thick fingers inside the slippery wet folds of my wife's pussy. Her mouth was slightly agape and when his lips touched hers I saw her tongue plunge aggressively into his hot eager mouth. He had a hard fit body without excessive muscularity and his tan toned flesh had been shaved smooth.
Sweat beaded on my brow and my breathing deepened. My head was spinning and I absentmindedly rubbed my painfully hard dick through my jeans. I felt conflicted. My jealousy rose but so did my excitement and I peeled off my tight shirt while watching them kiss like a pair of lust filled teenagers.
My wife's fingers raked down his torso and she fumbled with his pants as she kissed him hard and deep. Soft mews spilled from her lips and I could hear the wetness between her legs as he expertly manipulated her needy cunt.
She gasped and my eyes widened as she freed his impressive cock from his tight jeans. I'd never seen a hard dick in person before but I had looked at plenty of them on the internet in the previous months. I was for the most part straight but in the years leading up to that moment I'd become curious about bisex. I had no desire to be intimate or have a relationship with a guy but I couldn't deny the allure of a big hard dick and I had often fantasized about sucking a cock. My wife knew of my fantasies and given that she too fell into the bisexual region on the Kinsey Scale she fully accepted my curiosities.
Her small hand closed around his hard, veiny cock. She and I had been married for a few years and I was certain that she had been faithful during that time so I felt a wicked thrill knowing that I was witnessing the first time she'd touched another man in our time together.
"Oh my god," she sighed. Her hand moved slowly up and down his thick shaft and she eagerly kissed him anew. Her cheeks flushed and she squirmed as he expertly fingered and kissed my beautiful wife.
He pushed her expensive red thong down past her full hips and they slid slowly down her thick, shapely runners thighs. She and I had met nearly a decade before when we were both married. We'd had a year long passionate affair but it had flamed out due to the stress of carrying on a long distance love affair while separating from our respective spouses. We'd kept in touch sporadically after the affair had ended and eventually we'd found our way back into each others arms.
I watched him guide my sexy wife onto the king sized hotel room bed and my breath caught in my chest. My heart was racing and it felt as though it would burst from my chest. My cock also felt like it was at its bursting point and I unfastened my jeans allowing it to breath.
My eyes were fixated on my wife. She looked radiant and beautiful. Her big firm tits flattened to the sides and her legs spread wide welcoming him between them as she looked up at him with a lust filled gaze.
He settled between her splayed thighs and I watched him pause with the drooling tip of his cock poised at the entrance to my wife's needy sex. His strong glutes flexed and his broad back rippled. I had an overwhelming urge to join them on the bed and the draw was almost as much for him as for her. He was a physical specimen and his shaved hairless body was almost as sexy as my wife's curves.
My hands trembled as I pushed my pants and underwear down and stepped out of them. My mind was reeling and I grabbed hold of my cock. A low, involuntary moan rose from my chest and they both glanced at me.
A bright, knowing smile spread quickly across my wife's beautiful face and he looked at me with a similarly knowing grin. He'd said that he had been with a few married women while their husbands had watched and even joined in and while he had sounded truthful I'd wondered at the time if he was just trying to close the deal with my wife by quelling her fears.
"Come on over," he said calmly. He reached out with one hand and beckoned me to the bed. I felt oddly drawn to him and I climbed gracefully onto the bed beside my wife.
He looked down into her eyes and rubbed the tip of his hard cock across the swollen lips of my wife's cunt. A deep throaty moan poured from her lips and she clutched at his hips while staring into his steely blue eyes.
