HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Below is a true story. I've changed the names and had to guess at some of the bits I missed but this all happened.
When I think back to it I still with an odd mix of anger and arousal.
My wife (Claire) and I have are both 31 and met when we were 25. This incident took place 2 years ago. We'd married the year before and were very happy together. Sex life was good. Nothing that exciting or kinky but we had fun together and both enjoyed each other physically. We'd occasionally watch pornos together and I liked the fact that she got wet watching them. I liked watching her masturbate but watching her with another guy was just one of a few different fantasies I had.
On the night in question Claire and I were going to a nightclub together to celebrate a friend's 30th birthday. We hadn't been out together like this for years as we'd settled down a lot since we moved in with each other. As a result we were both a little drunker than we should have been and towards the end of the evening started to argue a little. I honestly can't tell you what it was about now but I know it was nothing important. She went off in a bit of a huff and said she'd dance with her friends. I went to the bar.
I stood at the bar nursing a pint of beer and looking out to the dance floor. It seemed like most of our friends were feeling old too and had started to go home. Claire was left dancing with birthday boy John. She was being pretty flirtatious, bumping and grinding a little with her dance moves.
She looked great. She was happy again and I hadn't seen her dance for so long. I was reminded of back when we first met and now I felt like a prick for arguing with her. So I just stood back and watched. John is a good guy, we've known each other for a long time and at that point he wasn't doing anything wrong. I did have one concern though. Although you wouldn't think to look at him it is an open secret in our circle of friends that John the most generously endowed. We have the occasional lewd joke about it but he's fairly shy and never says anything. I guess Claire had probably also heard the rumors but the way she was grinding now she'd probably soon feel it for herself.
She was in super flirt mode now. Our other friends had disappeared and she continued her grinding. John looked like he was getting a bit "hands on" too. I was thinking of going over but was quite relived when she walked off the dance floor as the song ended. I had assumed she'd be looking for me so I left the bar to catch up with her. She walked up the stairs which was odd because it was late and the second floor was pretty much shut for the night. She knew full well I wouldn't be there. Then John followed her up.
Now I was getting suspicious. The second floor bar had closed and it was empty but unlocked. Claire and John were talking as I watched from the doorway.
"Go on" she said
John was nervous and not playing along.
"Just a quick look" she said "I already know."
He had a quick look around. He obviously couldn't see me in the dark because he seemed to think that the room was empty. He unzipped and coyly pulled out his cock. Claire looked impressed. He was semi erect and it must have been about 7-8 inches .
"Let's see it hard" she said with a smile. Subtlety was clearly no longer an issue. The words alone were enough to get it harder but she gave it a stroke anyway. Just to be sure.
Now they were both turned on. She went down on her knees and took him in her mouth. He was now a fully erect 10 inches and she struggled to take it all. Claire pushed him onto the seat and hitched up her skirt. I knew that I should go over but it seemed too late now. She was already being unfaithfully. But the truth was I was so turned on. I wanted to see her fucking. She seemed young and wanton again. Like when we first met. I wanted her to give in to her desires. I wanted her to feel guilty but too horny to care. I wanted to see her face as her cunt was stretched by that cock.
I didn't have to wait long. She straddled him and reached down. With her right hand she guided his cock inside. Her pussy most have been really wet because he slipped inside without difficulty. 6 inches at first, out a little and then the full 10 inches. Her face was beautiful. Pure desire. I could have walked up to her and she wouldn't have stopped. It was all about her wet little pussy and that big dick.
She let out a gasp as his cock went in but she was still in charge. Pushing him down and grinding into him. He groped at her tits and she groaned in appreciation. She forced her pussy down towards him getting every inch of dick that she could.
She sometimes swears in bed but today she took it further than ever.
"Fuck me with that a big dick"
John couldn't offer back anything better than "Do you like that"
"Yeah I like that" Claire said aggressively "I want that big cock filling my pussy"
She fucked him harder, grinding her cunt into his cock quicker and quicker.
"Fuck, I'm cumming" she said
"Yeah" said John. He was too.
"Yes, yes, fucking yes" she was screaming now.
Her back arched as John stiffened.
"Yes" she said breathlessly "Fuck. Fill me with your cum"
John was sweating and breathed out harder his body stiffened then relaxed.
He was still inside her and she same down from her orgasm, his cum still filling her pussy.
She stayed on top of him for 2 or 3 minutes, breathing, recovering.
John looked lost. They were both back down to earth now.
"I'd better go" Claire said.
He looked relieved.
I went back to the bar and she came and found me 10 minutes later. Our argument was long forgotten and in the cab back we talked about nothing in particular. She mentioned that she had danced with John "because it was he birthday" and I could tell she was trying to gauge my reaction. I played dumb.
I couldn't tell if she knew then what I'd seen them but when we got back we fucked. Hard. As I pushed my cock in we both knew her pussy was different but we said nothing about it. She was looser but wetter. I liked it more. She was cock hungry now. It was like her desires had been unlocked. She wanted to be fucked hard and she wasn't afraid to say so. We fucked for hours that night. She screamed and swore more than ever.
"Fill my cunt" Claire demanded "Harder. Slam it in hard"
I fucked her doggy style while she frigged her clit and called for more. When I finally came I shoot more cum than ever before. Like I'd been building up since the club and when I eventually came I pumped that pussy full of jism.
We never spoke about it. About her "dance", about her loosened sloppy cunt that night, about why we were both so turned on. Like I say it sometime stings a bit when I think back to that night but when that mental picture of her fucking in that club will always turn me on.
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Below is a true story. I've changed the names and had to guess at some of the bits I missed but this all happened.
When I think back to it I still with an odd mix of anger and arousal.
My wife (Claire) and I have are both 31 and met when we were 25. This incident took place 2 years ago. We'd married the year before and were very happy together. Sex life was good. Nothing that exciting or kinky but we had fun together and both enjoyed each other physically. We'd occasionally watch pornos together and I liked the fact that she got wet watching them. I liked watching her masturbate but watching her with another guy was just one of a few different fantasies I had.
On the night in question Claire and I were going to a nightclub together to celebrate a friend's 30th birthday. We hadn't been out together like this for years as we'd settled down a lot since we moved in with each other. As a result we were both a little drunker than we should have been and towards the end of the evening started to argue a little. I honestly can't tell you what it was about now but I know it was nothing important. She went off in a bit of a huff and said she'd dance with her friends. I went to the bar.
I stood at the bar nursing a pint of beer and looking out to the dance floor. It seemed like most of our friends were feeling old too and had started to go home. Claire was left dancing with birthday boy John. She was being pretty flirtatious, bumping and grinding a little with her dance moves.
She looked great. She was happy again and I hadn't seen her dance for so long. I was reminded of back when we first met and now I felt like a prick for arguing with her. So I just stood back and watched. John is a good guy, we've known each other for a long time and at that point he wasn't doing anything wrong. I did have one concern though. Although you wouldn't think to look at him it is an open secret in our circle of friends that John the most generously endowed. We have the occasional lewd joke about it but he's fairly shy and never says anything. I guess Claire had probably also heard the rumors but the way she was grinding now she'd probably soon feel it for herself.
She was in super flirt mode now. Our other friends had disappeared and she continued her grinding. John looked like he was getting a bit "hands on" too. I was thinking of going over but was quite relived when she walked off the dance floor as the song ended. I had assumed she'd be looking for me so I left the bar to catch up with her. She walked up the stairs which was odd because it was late and the second floor was pretty much shut for the night. She knew full well I wouldn't be there. Then John followed her up.
Now I was getting suspicious. The second floor bar had closed and it was empty but unlocked. Claire and John were talking as I watched from the doorway.
"Go on" she said
John was nervous and not playing along.
"Just a quick look" she said "I already know."
He had a quick look around. He obviously couldn't see me in the dark because he seemed to think that the room was empty. He unzipped and coyly pulled out his cock. Claire looked impressed. He was semi erect and it must have been about 7-8 inches .
"Let's see it hard" she said with a smile. Subtlety was clearly no longer an issue. The words alone were enough to get it harder but she gave it a stroke anyway. Just to be sure.
Now they were both turned on. She went down on her knees and took him in her mouth. He was now a fully erect 10 inches and she struggled to take it all. Claire pushed him onto the seat and hitched up her skirt. I knew that I should go over but it seemed too late now. She was already being unfaithfully. But the truth was I was so turned on. I wanted to see her fucking. She seemed young and wanton again. Like when we first met. I wanted her to give in to her desires. I wanted her to feel guilty but too horny to care. I wanted to see her face as her cunt was stretched by that cock.
I didn't have to wait long. She straddled him and reached down. With her right hand she guided his cock inside. Her pussy most have been really wet because he slipped inside without difficulty. 6 inches at first, out a little and then the full 10 inches. Her face was beautiful. Pure desire. I could have walked up to her and she wouldn't have stopped. It was all about her wet little pussy and that big dick.
She let out a gasp as his cock went in but she was still in charge. Pushing him down and grinding into him. He groped at her tits and she groaned in appreciation. She forced her pussy down towards him getting every inch of dick that she could.
She sometimes swears in bed but today she took it further than ever.
"Fuck me with that a big dick"
John couldn't offer back anything better than "Do you like that"
"Yeah I like that" Claire said aggressively "I want that big cock filling my pussy"
She fucked him harder, grinding her cunt into his cock quicker and quicker.
"Fuck, I'm cumming" she said
"Yeah" said John. He was too.
"Yes, yes, fucking yes" she was screaming now.
Her back arched as John stiffened.
"Yes" she said breathlessly "Fuck. Fill me with your cum"
John was sweating and breathed out harder his body stiffened then relaxed.
He was still inside her and she same down from her orgasm, his cum still filling her pussy.
She stayed on top of him for 2 or 3 minutes, breathing, recovering.
John looked lost. They were both back down to earth now.
"I'd better go" Claire said.
He looked relieved.
I went back to the bar and she came and found me 10 minutes later. Our argument was long forgotten and in the cab back we talked about nothing in particular. She mentioned that she had danced with John "because it was he birthday" and I could tell she was trying to gauge my reaction. I played dumb.
I couldn't tell if she knew then what I'd seen them but when we got back we fucked. Hard. As I pushed my cock in we both knew her pussy was different but we said nothing about it. She was looser but wetter. I liked it more. She was cock hungry now. It was like her desires had been unlocked. She wanted to be fucked hard and she wasn't afraid to say so. We fucked for hours that night. She screamed and swore more than ever.
"Fill my cunt" Claire demanded "Harder. Slam it in hard"
I fucked her doggy style while she frigged her clit and called for more. When I finally came I shoot more cum than ever before. Like I'd been building up since the club and when I eventually came I pumped that pussy full of jism.
We never spoke about it. About her "dance", about her loosened sloppy cunt that night, about why we were both so turned on. Like I say it sometime stings a bit when I think back to that night but when that mental picture of her fucking in that club will always turn me on.
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