I've been reading Literotica for so many years now. Honestly I prefer erotica over any other type of adult entertainment. There are even some things I'll read that I would never watch. This is my first submission and even though it's a little long I still hope you like it. I'll warn you up front though it involves depictions of group sex, a slutty wife and a fair amount of bi male content. Hey, I can't help what makes my dick hard. If it's not your thing I get it. But if that's the case you might want to pass, right now.
I love it when my wife gets a little tipsy. That's when she stops being a wife and a mother and reverts back to being my girlfriend. The passionate sexpot, who'd show up at my apartment wearing just a rain coat and fuck me heels. The experimental girl who was down to try new things. Not the mom with 2 kids and a million worries weighing her down, all that melts away when she has a few glasses of champagne.
That voice in many women's heads that won't go away, the voice that men don't have or ignore when their dick's get hard. The one that tells them you can't be sexy, you're a mom, or one of the kids could burst into the bedroom any moment, or the house isn't clean, the laundry's isn't put away, I have to get up early in the morning or what are we going to cook for dinner tonight?
Men have it easy, the blood we'd need in our brains for those thoughts is occupied elsewhere. At least for my wife when she's tipsy that voice disappears or at least fades enough she's able to tune it out for a while. Don't get me wrong she doesn't need to be drunk to have sex but when she's got a little buzz going the words that come out of her mouth and the things she does in bed are some of my favorite sexual memories. And last night's session opened a lot of doors.
Amy was snuggled up to me on the balcony couch off of our bedroom at the family's beach vacation rental in Hilton Head South Carolina. I'd already sort of written off any special sexual activity for the week as we were sharing the house with her mother, her two sisters, their families as well as our own kids. Even though it was a large house with lots of privacy in the bedroom areas it was hardly an environment Amy was likely to let her hair down. And as history had shown since we'd been coming to Hilton Head every year for the past 15 years it was pretty much the same story every time.
If we did have sex it was quiet in the evening with the lights out and the kids in bed right before going to sleep ourselves. That's just how it is on family vacations. But here she was on her third or was it fourth glass of Veuve Clicquot, lazily stroking my inner thigh occasionally brushing the end of my cock reading her UK copy of Cosmo and it wasn't even dinner time yet.
My wife has a few guilty pleasures which she'll indulge only when traveling. She'd never "waste the money" on buying Cosmo at home but somehow the rules were different on vacation. She'd often told me she preferred the UK version because it was better and by better she meant sexier, dirtier. And even though my wife might be reserved most of the time she didn't mind reading a little harmless smut and lucky for me that usually got her in the mood to get fucked.
As I sat there enjoying my third Old Fashion I glanced over at what article she was reading, the title caught my attention. "My best sex ever was in front of an audience at a sex club". With the combination of her fingers drawing small circles on my inner thigh, the buzz from the bourbon, the title of the story, and the fact I could see her tits barely contained in her bathing suit I felt my cock swell. Opportunities like this are not to be missed when you're an old married couple so I decided to see if she was in one of her tipsy playful moods.
Looks like a hot story baby, what's it about?
Oh, yeah honey it's really fucking hot. She said perhaps a little louder than she meant to, the alcohol showing its effects. This couple, they were on vacation in Vegas and went to a sex club.
Like a real sex club? Where people fuck in front of each other. Sounds like it's invented for the article. What's that even like, I imagine it was kinda sleazily or am I wrong and it was classy?
Yeah maybe it's BS but who cares it's also a really sexy story. She replied. So at first they were both kinda disappointed with the place. It felt kinda cheap. People weren't dressed very nicely, in bad lingerie and it wasn't at all sexy and there were way more single men than women.
Well that makes sense. I interjected. Everywhere you go to pick someone up, it almost always ends up being a sausage fest.
Without even thinking she replied. Well that's not necessarily a bad thing, I mean lots of cock probably come in handy for a girl at a sex club. The alcohol was definitely working.
But that comment really got my wheels turning. My wife's a red blooded woman and has fantasies like most people. I'm a big boy, I have no problem with that. I know they don't always just involve me. She's adamant they always involve me but sometimes there is more than one of me or sometimes there's another man or even other men. I told her it was ok if they didn't always involve me but she insists they do. She's said she always wants me there.
I know they idea of getting fucked by a group of men turns her on, we've had some fun with that kind of dirty talk while having sex before. Those memories and the bourbon also lowered my inhibitions and my dick was now starting to get painfully hard confined in my shorts.
I could tell she was also starting to get more worked up as she shifted slightly from side to side and continued talking about the club. So I moved my hand over to her leg and rested it just above her sex in response she parted her legs slightly.
Not a lot was going on. She continued her narrative as I inched my hand a little lower, just inside her bikini bottoms. It was kinda dead when they stumbled on a roped off section that was for couples only where I guess they overheard someone say you could watch people having sex in there.
The first room was too crowded to even peek into but in the second room the action started to heat up. In that room a woman was sucking a guy's cock while his hands were tied to the headboard. There were two other couples watching, one guy had his hand inside his girlfriend's pants, rubbing her pussy while she ground her ass against him.
Then the girl stopped giving the guy a blow job, mounted him and rode his dick until she got off while the guy was straining against the ties. I noticed my wife ever so slightly bit her lip when she said that last part about the man struggling against his restraints. Or maybe it was the fact that my fingers were now grazing over her pussy lips and toying with the little tufts of hair above them. After watching the two of them and seeing the women get off they were both really turned on. She finished as she parted her legs even further.
Oh I bet, how could you not be. Did the guy get off too?
The author doesn't say, they just left the room. She replied, as my left finger parted her lips and traced around them.
What happened next, I mean I guess by the title they end up fucking right?
By now my wife couldn't help but feel my erection as she stroked my thigh. Is this turning you on too baby? She asked as her hand glided over my cock. Do you want me to go on? Or should I stop? She said as she angled herself even closer to me on the couch. Unfortunately at this angle I couldn't toy with her pussy any more.
