Though no wine expert as such, I’m very interested, & confess to perhaps having a better than average knowledge on the subject. So when I recently married, I was somewhat disappointed that my young bride had mentioned that Ines, specially reds did not agree with her.
But after a couple of months she made a confession. She shyly admitted that a boyfriend she’d had used to, as she put it, “Made her drink it!” Pushing her as to what she meant, she said she & this guy would ‘wine kiss’; she’d take a mouthful of wine, then their mouths would lock together, & she’d slowly transfer the wine from HER mouth into HIS mouth, this transfer of wine taking maybe 5 minutes.
“AMAZINIG”, she confessed, “drinking wine this way never, never disagreed with me!” I was stunned. She then continued, saying she’d then repay the favour, her taking a mouthful of wine, & locking her mouth onto his, transferring the wine from her mouth into his, kissing thus for a good 5 minutes.
AND, she said this session went on & on, until the entire bottle was drunk.
Now, as a wine aficionado, I was impressed in that I always advocate wine appreciation. I was therefore happy that in fact my new bride DID indeed take to wine. Indeed I was delighted that she enjoyed her wine, in whatever ‘format’. She shyly asked if I wanted to watch her drink wine. As a wine enthusiast, I had no choice but to agree. She contacted Martin, who lived just 5 miles away; & a meeting at our place was arranged. In preparation, I’d opened a ‘nice little Medoc’ in order for it ‘to breathe’.
Enter young Martin, a tall handsome blond guy. I took to him instantly, as he confessed to be, like me, a wine enthusiast! The next half hour or so was the FIRST time I saw my wife drinking wine. It was such a thrill, as she was sat at the dining table, her kissing partner, stood by her, him taking a mouthful of the red, & then slowly locking his mouth onto hers, & slowly passing the wine into her open mouth.
Naturally she swallowed all; but what was perhaps ‘strange’ was that they did NOT stop there. Their mouths remained locked for ages, as I saw tongues being swapped and sucked and tasted. And when they finally broke, they exchanged positions. The blond guy sat on the chair, my wife stood beside him, & taking a mouthful of wine, then tenderly placing her mouth onto his, repaying the compliment. This wine kissing went on & on, them alternating positions all the while.
They were obviously intent on finishing that rather pricy Red! Naturally, I could only take so much, & like all natural cuckolds (& which by definition I now was), I did the inevitable; after all they looked sooo good thus tasting wine. Kinda embarrassed, I binned the tissue, & hastily excused myself, saying I was visiting the local for a glass of wine. 15 minutes later I returned, & the first thing that greeted me was the sound from upstairs—- from our marital bedroom—-of my young bride being pleasured. Yes, I was now a 100% cuckold.
I noticed that the bottle of wine was drunk. I crept upstairs. The bedroom door was partly ajar. I peeped inside. My bride was on her back, her legs wrapped around her lovers back, as I watched this blond stud moving nice & hard, giving her SUCH a thrill. AND, yes, they were kissing, & yes, this time NO wine involved. She may have sensed my presence, & our eyes met. Her face was a picture of lust. I could only watch & marvel at her animal cravings. As for him, all I could say, ‘WHAT a stud!’
This was the first time, but no where near the last. He was back a week later—- this time I’d prepared a lovely chilled Pinot Grigio for their pleasure. My missus LOVED drinking it, poured from his mouth. And this routine continued weekly. Fair to say that my wife now drinks far more wine than I do. As for making love? That too, and she & Martin are having it off on our marital bed regular. Needless to say, our weekly shopping list includes wines aplenty, & also a fair supply of Kleenex tissues.
But I take credit in converting my wife to being a wine enthusiast!
FUCK MY WIFE!
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