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19/12/2025
My wife and I have been married for 10 years.
Our sex life was pretty normal, I say pretty because.
My beloved wife has always liked sexy lingerie which I think is wonderful.
At the beginning of our relationship she sneaked in that she liked sexy lingerie, but I understood that it was like that after about a year of our relationship so I tried to cheer her up with little compliments as soon as she used beautiful lingerie.
As the years have passed, she has started to use sexy lingerie more naturally.
The really big progress came after our first child.
She has started to really be sexy in the last five years and that is when we are going out and having fun.
The last time we were going to Folkan and dance she used a delicious black corset.
Black nylon stockings, thong panties and on top of that a nice blouse and a pair of wide black pants.
She was stunningly beautiful that evening.
I hardly need to tell you that we had wonderful sex that night.
But to the story itself.
My wife was approaching her 37th birthday, it had been a terrible autumn so I took a moment to think and started thinking about her birthday.
What would she like to do, would she want to stay home or get away? Well, why not a little cruise one weekend, just relax and be looked after.
After a lot of planning, thinking, re-planning, and finally a leave application to the wife's work, everything was ready.
Thursday came and the wife always finished early on Thursdays so I took the car and picked her up.
She thought it was strange that I showed up like that but she was very happy that I picked her up.
It was heading south, after five minutes she asked where I was going.
I replied that we were going to a neighboring town and do some shopping and she thought that was fun.
I saw out of the corner of my eye that she was studying me and I felt that she suspected something.
Then I thought I would tell her but I waited until she asked.
She did when we thundered through the neighboring town so I told her that we were going to Stockholm and stay at a hotel until Monday which was true, but only one night.
I didn't mention that we were going on a cruise to Åland on Friday night.
She started saying that she didn't have anything to change into and it was a bit chaotic for her then.
I told her that we would buy everything we needed, I had my spending money on me and that she could buy exactly what she wanted.
Shortly after 3pm we arrived at the hotel on Söder in Stockholm, a sixties hotel, nothing fancy but a very nice hotel.
After checking in we went out into the city to do some shopping.
We mostly bought consumables and some clothes for the wife.
Then we went back up to the hotel and got ready for the evening, yes it took a while because someone needed some sex.
After we tried every little corner of the room we had an afternoon nap in each other's arms, very happy.
I woke up to my wife taking a shower and thought that I was lucky that after sixteen years I have a wife that I love more than anything else in this life, yes together with the children of course.
My wife comes out of the shower, she is adorably beautiful and she literally glows.
Long beautiful legs, plump curves, 170/72 and just the right amount of breasts, fits perfectly in my hand.
Naturally, the soldier stands guard for the colonel who says with a smile that there is only cold water left.
The tall soldier and I slowly stroll across the floor towards the shower. When I come out, she is already dressed but I try to catch myself and say that there was no cold water.
What bad luck, come here and we will see what we can do about it, she says while challengingly lifting her skirt.
When I get to her, she has turned towards the road and pulled her skirt up to her waist, exposing her wonderfully sexy ass to me.
There are no obstacles in the way, my cock disappears into my wife's pussy while I take my last step towards her ass.
She moans loudly when I fuck her from behind, I can't hold back and release my cum into her pussy.
I turn to my wife and kneel in front of her, she puts her right leg on my shoulder.
I caress her nylon-clad thighs and start licking her, I suck on her clitoris and feel the taste of my cum running down her thighs.
She has an orgasm that makes her legs bend and she ends up in my lap, we embrace and kiss each other for a long time.
We had a nice evening, we were back in the room early and fell asleep early, I wonder why.
The next morning we had a late breakfast and at 11 o'clock we were out in town shopping, my wife that is, I just followed with the card and smiled (strainedly).
After lunch at a small, ordinary tavern up by the ring, we walked back towards the hotel.
After a few blocks, a shady shop appeared that my wife wondered what it was for.
- Let's go in and have a look, I said (I have my suspicions).
My wife said
- Yes, I didn't plan on passing by.
It was a bit embarrassing, we thought the people in there were looking at us, but it was probably just what we thought.
My wife only let go when she saw the underwear, she was all lyrical and went around looking and asking what I thought was nice.
Nice, I thought, horny as a stallion from my wife's progress through one sexy garment after another and said:
- You're the one who's going to wear them so you get to decide because everything is equally nice.
This then, something for you, she asked.
I just laughed.
After an hour we left there, she spent way too much money in that shop.
Guilty myself I thought, if you promise, you promise.
After a much-needed rest, we checked out of the hotel and packed ourselves into a taxi and went to the boat.
When we got on board and found our cabin, I went down and booked dinner.
I had a late dinner and looked around some more before heading back up to the cabin.
In the cabin I found my wife in bed with another man! , the newly purchased dildo.
She was wearing a corset that was black and highlighted her breasts, fishnet stockings with seams and a pair of high-heeled black shoes.
She spread her legs and slowly moved the black dildo up and out of her pussy.
I just stared at her after a while I started to unbutton my pants, my rock-hard cock came out like a steel spring.
I sat down and started jerking off to my wife and she enjoyed the situation a lot.
She said, take this and held out something red and soft.
It turned out that it was a jerk-off ladder, a couple of drops of lubricant and then it was just a matter of sliding it over the cock.
What a feeling to see my wife lying down and driving a huge black dildo in and out of her pussy and watching her enjoy it while I stand next to her and drive my cock in and out of a loose pussy.
She pulls the dildo out of her pussy, it's glistening with her pussy juices, she asks me to fuck her.
I crawl up on the bed between her legs and start sucking her clitoris, she moans loudly and says.
- No, no, fuck me.
I crawl higher up and the cock has never entered a pussy as easily as it does now, she screams loudly when the cock reaches the bottom of the pussy. She says:
- Fuck carefully, I don't want it to work out for us yet.
After a while she asks me to get off, which I do reluctantly. She gets up and sits on her knees on the bed and starts riding the dildo.
She has turned her ass towards me so that I get a nice view of her ass rising over a black dildo.
I jerk off more intensely while I hear her approaching climax. Then she says:
- Take the lube and fuck my anus.
I am a little shocked, we have never even discussed that before but horny as I am, I grope for the lube.
I stand behind the wife and drip lube over the anus, then climb up into bed behind my wife's ass which slowly slides up and down over the dildo.
I grab the wife's cock handle with my left hand while aiming the cock at her anus with my right hand and lightly push the cock towards her anus.
Now I hold both cock handles on the wife and slowly push the cock up into her anus.Slowly the cock slides into the anus while my wife lets out a drawn-out roar deep down her throat.
Every time the cock slides into the anus she lets out a growling roar from far down her throat.
I feel her start to move the dildo and it feels indescribably good to me.
When she succeeds, she shakes uncontrollably and I empty my cock into her anus.
After we have relaxed in bed for a while, she says:
- Do you think anyone heard us?
- No, I answer, but if anyone had binoculars, they could have watched us.
Because we have large windows in the room that go from floor to ceiling with a sea view.
- Do you think so, she answers and laughs.
We get ready, i.e. my wife puts on a dress that has buttons at the front but I point out that she still has her fishnet stockings on.
Then she replies that it's her birthday and that she wants to feel loose.
I don't mention anything about panties.We go down to dinner, I feel a little disappointed, she doesn't cause much of a stir.
Only a few older men turn to look at us as we walk through the dining room.
We have a very good dinner, talk and drink too much wine, at least the wife who has started to slurp a little, just as sexy as when we first met.
After coffee with cognac, we take a walk on the deck, when we pass a man who almost turns his head off after us. The wife notices it and seems to perk up a little, her eyes start to light up or is it the wine.
We go into the bar by the dance floor.
I order a beer, the wife takes Baileys, she likes it.We stand at the bar and look out over the dance floor, not many people have started dancing.
I feel that the wife wants to dance so I excuse myself by saying that I need to go on the mug.
The thing is that I am a disaster at dancing, I am completely tone and rhythm deaf.
It was kind of understood that when I went on the mug, it was only so that the wife would be invited.
When I came back, the wife was up on the dance floor and I continued with my beer and talked a little bit of shit to people who ordered intoxicating drinks.
Every now and then I would peek at the wife on the dance floor, I have always liked to see my wife's dance partners being intimate.
Yes, you know, patting.It has always given a little sting of a mixture between jealousy and sexual arousal.
Tonight it was more exciting to see how they squeeze, caress and kiss the wife than jealousy.
As the clock approached twelve, it hit me that I have one of my wife's Danish cavaliers next to me in the bar.
I started talking to him a little loosely, it turned out that he was a very nice guy who was traveling because he turned 59.
We got along very well with each other, we became like friends.
After a while the wife came over to quench her thirst and talk, but she didn't stay long before she was invited back. He praised my wife for her dancing and also said that she was beautiful and I agreed.
I then told him that she had been very naughty earlier in the evening and asked if he hadn't noticed anything when he danced with her.
He became very cautious in his statements about my wife after my comment.
I said I was going to ask him something:
- Yes, he said. What would it be?
- Yes, I said. That I would be very happy if he danced with my wife and was very intimate with her.
He was very suspicious and asked why he would do that.
I replied:
- I'm not looking for anyone in particular, it's just that my wife is turning 37 and I think she would appreciate that kind of appreciation.
We didn't say much more about it because the wife came up to us at the bar.
She asked me to order her a drink, in the meantime she would go find the mug.
Hans, that's his name, has had time to think and asks what my wife thinks about men who grope.
I thought back to the years we've been together and what she turned on and told Hans that she liked to feel when a man's penis hung down his trouser leg, that she liked to be nibbled on the ear, to be lightly caressed over her breasts as if in passing, and to be able to squeeze a man's thighs between hers and feel his cock there.
Hans said that he had an idea of what my wife liked and that he also needed to find the mug.
My wife came back and we chatted a bit while she cooled off with a drink, I saw the horny glint in her eyes.
Hans came back and asked my wife if she wanted to dance, she said yes.
I tried to keep an eye on Hans and my wife but it was almost impossible, because now everyone was dancing.
I soon gave up and started talking a little to an over-excited young man.
It didn't do much, the only thing he could say was "fuck" and "pussy" so I moved away from there.
I went closer to the dance floor to see if I could catch a glimpse of the wife and Hans.
After a while I saw them standing and dancing, well they were moving anyway.
You can't dance any closer.
I retreated to the bar, the young man was gone.
Ordered a beer, the beer was gone when I saw Hans and my wife approach the bar.
When they arrived, the wife asked me to order for her and then she went to the bathroom.
Hans whispered to me:
- You should probably take your wife up to your room quickly.
- Why, I ask.She's the horniest thing I've met in a long time, says Hans.
- What, now you can tell me, I say.
Hans is silent for a moment, then he says:
- I almost had to turn her on on the dance floor.
I feel my cock twitch and get hard, the lust rushes over me, I think feverishly.
Then I say to Hans:
- Would you like that?
- Fuck her on the dance floor, Hans asks in surprise.
- No, not on the dance floor.
Fuck her, I mean.
Not against me, he answers a little nonchalantly.
- Do you think you'd get it for her?
I ask Hans.
He answers easily:
- Don't be so sure about that, I answered.
- Yes, I am, he answers.
- Ok, I answer, if you can unbutton her dress and fuck her pussy here at the bar, we'll come with you to your cabin.
- You, Hans asks?
- Yes, we, I answer.
You never know what can happen, I continue.
The wife comes back and asks what we are talking about.
- You, Hans and I answer at the same time.
She laughs and says:
- Nothing dirty, I hope.
The wife is standing between me and Hans, she has started to sip her drink when I grab her left hand and hold it so that she will not have the chance to stop Hans.
Hans, who is standing on her right side, has started to unbutton the wife's dress.
She looks at me while Hans approaches the last button.
Then the wife places her left foot on the footrest so that the dress slides to the side and exposes her pussy to Hans.She spreads her legs as wide as she can, Hans places his palm on her bush and lets his hand slide down and starts fingering her.
The wife and I stand facing the bar while Hans stands facing the wife and runs his fingers into her pussy.
Hans has unbuttoned so that you can see her entire bush and how his fingers are playing with her pussy.
Hans stops and buttons a few buttons and looks at me and asks:
- Should we go?
I nod while the wife asks where we are going.
- To Hans's room, I answer.
Hans has already started walking, we hurry after.
I whisper in the wife's ear:
- Tonight you can do exactly what you want.
- Fuck Hans, she asks.
- Only if you want, I answer.
- Are you sure, she asks again as if to check that she heard correctly.
- Yes, why not, you almost did it on the dance floor.
She doesn't answer.
Hans has pushed the elevator forward when we catch up.
We are alone at the elevators so the wife walks up to Hans and pulls down his fly and lets her hand disappear into his pants.
She jerks him off carefully when the elevator dings.
When we get into the elevator and the doors have closed, the wife conjures up Hans's cock from his pants and jerks him off.
At the same time, she lifts her dress so that Hans can caress her pussy.
It is an incredible sight, my wife leans against the elevator wall and at the same time jerks off a man who is caressing her pussy.
My cock stands straight up, reaching all the way to her navel, it feels enormously big and hard.
The elevator stops.
Inside Hans's cabin I start to unbutton the wife's dress while Hans is on the mug.
I take her dress off and borrow the mug from Hans.
When I get out, I sit down and watch as my wife sits in bed wearing a corset, fishnet stockings, and high-heeled black shoes, sucking a cock.
The wife gets up after a while and tells Hans to undress. She comes over to me, kneels, takes out my cock and starts sucking as only she can.
She sucks me almost until I cum.
Then she gets up and straddles my cock, slowly rides it until I orgasm, I pump my cum into my pussy.
She stays there for a little while until Hans comes up against her from behind and helps her up.
Hans kisses her neck and sucks her nipples between his lips while he leads her towards the bed.
The wife lies down on the bed, caresses her pussy with one hand and jerks off Hans with the other.
I sit so that I have full visibility into her pussy.
Hans steps up on the bed between my wife's legs, she grabs his cock and guides it towards her pussy.
Slowly I see Hans' cock push up into my wife's pussy.
When, after an eternity, he has penetrated all the way into her pussy, the wife moans loudly:
- Fuck me hard.
His cock thrusts hard into my wife's pussy and she responds with a growling moan.
I jerk off desperately, I've never been hornier.
Seeing and hearing how the wife fucks another man is so wonderfully arousing.
Hearing how they approach the wonderful climax together while I get to watch.
I can only think back to it.
When the wife moans loudly for Hans to fill her pussy with cum, I squirt all over the floor.
I see how Hans's balls kind of twitch when he goes into his wife's pussy and she comes at the same time with Hans.
Then seeing them lie down and calm down together is really arousing.
They kiss each other and Hans thrusts his half-flaccid cock into his wife's pussy.
When Hans eventually gets up and leaves my wife lying on the bed with her legs spread, I go over and caress her sticky pussy.
The wife says:
- Shall we go to our cabin?
- Have you had enough, I ask a little jokingly.
- No, she answers, but I want you to myself.
- We say goodbye to Hans and leave.Out in the corridor we stop and kiss each other long and deeply. A group of young people pass by, when they have passed I unbutton my dress all the way to my pussy and we start walking towards the cabin. It is so sexy to see the glimpse of her legs as she walks.
Yes, even the fact that you can sense the bush and her long black-clad legs with the delicious shoes.
Unfortunately she is not allowed to show herself on the way to our cabin.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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Our sex life was pretty normal, I say pretty because.
My beloved wife has always liked sexy lingerie which I think is wonderful.
At the beginning of our relationship she sneaked in that she liked sexy lingerie, but I understood that it was like that after about a year of our relationship so I tried to cheer her up with little compliments as soon as she used beautiful lingerie.
As the years have passed, she has started to use sexy lingerie more naturally.
The really big progress came after our first child.
She has started to really be sexy in the last five years and that is when we are going out and having fun.
The last time we were going to Folkan and dance she used a delicious black corset.
Black nylon stockings, thong panties and on top of that a nice blouse and a pair of wide black pants.
She was stunningly beautiful that evening.
I hardly need to tell you that we had wonderful sex that night.
But to the story itself.
My wife was approaching her 37th birthday, it had been a terrible autumn so I took a moment to think and started thinking about her birthday.
What would she like to do, would she want to stay home or get away? Well, why not a little cruise one weekend, just relax and be looked after.
After a lot of planning, thinking, re-planning, and finally a leave application to the wife's work, everything was ready.
Thursday came and the wife always finished early on Thursdays so I took the car and picked her up.
She thought it was strange that I showed up like that but she was very happy that I picked her up.
It was heading south, after five minutes she asked where I was going.
I replied that we were going to a neighboring town and do some shopping and she thought that was fun.
I saw out of the corner of my eye that she was studying me and I felt that she suspected something.
Then I thought I would tell her but I waited until she asked.
She did when we thundered through the neighboring town so I told her that we were going to Stockholm and stay at a hotel until Monday which was true, but only one night.
I didn't mention that we were going on a cruise to Åland on Friday night.
She started saying that she didn't have anything to change into and it was a bit chaotic for her then.
I told her that we would buy everything we needed, I had my spending money on me and that she could buy exactly what she wanted.
Shortly after 3pm we arrived at the hotel on Söder in Stockholm, a sixties hotel, nothing fancy but a very nice hotel.
After checking in we went out into the city to do some shopping.
We mostly bought consumables and some clothes for the wife.
Then we went back up to the hotel and got ready for the evening, yes it took a while because someone needed some sex.
After we tried every little corner of the room we had an afternoon nap in each other's arms, very happy.
I woke up to my wife taking a shower and thought that I was lucky that after sixteen years I have a wife that I love more than anything else in this life, yes together with the children of course.
My wife comes out of the shower, she is adorably beautiful and she literally glows.
Long beautiful legs, plump curves, 170/72 and just the right amount of breasts, fits perfectly in my hand.
Naturally, the soldier stands guard for the colonel who says with a smile that there is only cold water left.
The tall soldier and I slowly stroll across the floor towards the shower. When I come out, she is already dressed but I try to catch myself and say that there was no cold water.
What bad luck, come here and we will see what we can do about it, she says while challengingly lifting her skirt.
When I get to her, she has turned towards the road and pulled her skirt up to her waist, exposing her wonderfully sexy ass to me.
There are no obstacles in the way, my cock disappears into my wife's pussy while I take my last step towards her ass.
She moans loudly when I fuck her from behind, I can't hold back and release my cum into her pussy.
I turn to my wife and kneel in front of her, she puts her right leg on my shoulder.
I caress her nylon-clad thighs and start licking her, I suck on her clitoris and feel the taste of my cum running down her thighs.
She has an orgasm that makes her legs bend and she ends up in my lap, we embrace and kiss each other for a long time.
We had a nice evening, we were back in the room early and fell asleep early, I wonder why.
The next morning we had a late breakfast and at 11 o'clock we were out in town shopping, my wife that is, I just followed with the card and smiled (strainedly).
After lunch at a small, ordinary tavern up by the ring, we walked back towards the hotel.
After a few blocks, a shady shop appeared that my wife wondered what it was for.
- Let's go in and have a look, I said (I have my suspicions).
My wife said
- Yes, I didn't plan on passing by.
It was a bit embarrassing, we thought the people in there were looking at us, but it was probably just what we thought.
My wife only let go when she saw the underwear, she was all lyrical and went around looking and asking what I thought was nice.
Nice, I thought, horny as a stallion from my wife's progress through one sexy garment after another and said:
- You're the one who's going to wear them so you get to decide because everything is equally nice.
This then, something for you, she asked.
I just laughed.
After an hour we left there, she spent way too much money in that shop.
Guilty myself I thought, if you promise, you promise.
After a much-needed rest, we checked out of the hotel and packed ourselves into a taxi and went to the boat.
When we got on board and found our cabin, I went down and booked dinner.
I had a late dinner and looked around some more before heading back up to the cabin.
In the cabin I found my wife in bed with another man! , the newly purchased dildo.
She was wearing a corset that was black and highlighted her breasts, fishnet stockings with seams and a pair of high-heeled black shoes.
She spread her legs and slowly moved the black dildo up and out of her pussy.
I just stared at her after a while I started to unbutton my pants, my rock-hard cock came out like a steel spring.
I sat down and started jerking off to my wife and she enjoyed the situation a lot.
She said, take this and held out something red and soft.
It turned out that it was a jerk-off ladder, a couple of drops of lubricant and then it was just a matter of sliding it over the cock.
What a feeling to see my wife lying down and driving a huge black dildo in and out of her pussy and watching her enjoy it while I stand next to her and drive my cock in and out of a loose pussy.
She pulls the dildo out of her pussy, it's glistening with her pussy juices, she asks me to fuck her.
I crawl up on the bed between her legs and start sucking her clitoris, she moans loudly and says.
- No, no, fuck me.
I crawl higher up and the cock has never entered a pussy as easily as it does now, she screams loudly when the cock reaches the bottom of the pussy. She says:
- Fuck carefully, I don't want it to work out for us yet.
After a while she asks me to get off, which I do reluctantly. She gets up and sits on her knees on the bed and starts riding the dildo.
She has turned her ass towards me so that I get a nice view of her ass rising over a black dildo.
I jerk off more intensely while I hear her approaching climax. Then she says:
- Take the lube and fuck my anus.
I am a little shocked, we have never even discussed that before but horny as I am, I grope for the lube.
I stand behind the wife and drip lube over the anus, then climb up into bed behind my wife's ass which slowly slides up and down over the dildo.
I grab the wife's cock handle with my left hand while aiming the cock at her anus with my right hand and lightly push the cock towards her anus.
Now I hold both cock handles on the wife and slowly push the cock up into her anus.Slowly the cock slides into the anus while my wife lets out a drawn-out roar deep down her throat.
Every time the cock slides into the anus she lets out a growling roar from far down her throat.
I feel her start to move the dildo and it feels indescribably good to me.
When she succeeds, she shakes uncontrollably and I empty my cock into her anus.
After we have relaxed in bed for a while, she says:
- Do you think anyone heard us?
- No, I answer, but if anyone had binoculars, they could have watched us.
Because we have large windows in the room that go from floor to ceiling with a sea view.
- Do you think so, she answers and laughs.
We get ready, i.e. my wife puts on a dress that has buttons at the front but I point out that she still has her fishnet stockings on.
Then she replies that it's her birthday and that she wants to feel loose.
I don't mention anything about panties.We go down to dinner, I feel a little disappointed, she doesn't cause much of a stir.
Only a few older men turn to look at us as we walk through the dining room.
We have a very good dinner, talk and drink too much wine, at least the wife who has started to slurp a little, just as sexy as when we first met.
After coffee with cognac, we take a walk on the deck, when we pass a man who almost turns his head off after us. The wife notices it and seems to perk up a little, her eyes start to light up or is it the wine.
We go into the bar by the dance floor.
I order a beer, the wife takes Baileys, she likes it.We stand at the bar and look out over the dance floor, not many people have started dancing.
I feel that the wife wants to dance so I excuse myself by saying that I need to go on the mug.
The thing is that I am a disaster at dancing, I am completely tone and rhythm deaf.
It was kind of understood that when I went on the mug, it was only so that the wife would be invited.
When I came back, the wife was up on the dance floor and I continued with my beer and talked a little bit of shit to people who ordered intoxicating drinks.
Every now and then I would peek at the wife on the dance floor, I have always liked to see my wife's dance partners being intimate.
Yes, you know, patting.It has always given a little sting of a mixture between jealousy and sexual arousal.
Tonight it was more exciting to see how they squeeze, caress and kiss the wife than jealousy.
As the clock approached twelve, it hit me that I have one of my wife's Danish cavaliers next to me in the bar.
I started talking to him a little loosely, it turned out that he was a very nice guy who was traveling because he turned 59.
We got along very well with each other, we became like friends.
After a while the wife came over to quench her thirst and talk, but she didn't stay long before she was invited back. He praised my wife for her dancing and also said that she was beautiful and I agreed.
I then told him that she had been very naughty earlier in the evening and asked if he hadn't noticed anything when he danced with her.
He became very cautious in his statements about my wife after my comment.
I said I was going to ask him something:
- Yes, he said. What would it be?
- Yes, I said. That I would be very happy if he danced with my wife and was very intimate with her.
He was very suspicious and asked why he would do that.
I replied:
- I'm not looking for anyone in particular, it's just that my wife is turning 37 and I think she would appreciate that kind of appreciation.
We didn't say much more about it because the wife came up to us at the bar.
She asked me to order her a drink, in the meantime she would go find the mug.
Hans, that's his name, has had time to think and asks what my wife thinks about men who grope.
I thought back to the years we've been together and what she turned on and told Hans that she liked to feel when a man's penis hung down his trouser leg, that she liked to be nibbled on the ear, to be lightly caressed over her breasts as if in passing, and to be able to squeeze a man's thighs between hers and feel his cock there.
Hans said that he had an idea of what my wife liked and that he also needed to find the mug.
My wife came back and we chatted a bit while she cooled off with a drink, I saw the horny glint in her eyes.
Hans came back and asked my wife if she wanted to dance, she said yes.
I tried to keep an eye on Hans and my wife but it was almost impossible, because now everyone was dancing.
I soon gave up and started talking a little to an over-excited young man.
It didn't do much, the only thing he could say was "fuck" and "pussy" so I moved away from there.
I went closer to the dance floor to see if I could catch a glimpse of the wife and Hans.
After a while I saw them standing and dancing, well they were moving anyway.
You can't dance any closer.
I retreated to the bar, the young man was gone.
Ordered a beer, the beer was gone when I saw Hans and my wife approach the bar.
When they arrived, the wife asked me to order for her and then she went to the bathroom.
Hans whispered to me:
- You should probably take your wife up to your room quickly.
- Why, I ask.She's the horniest thing I've met in a long time, says Hans.
- What, now you can tell me, I say.
Hans is silent for a moment, then he says:
- I almost had to turn her on on the dance floor.
I feel my cock twitch and get hard, the lust rushes over me, I think feverishly.
Then I say to Hans:
- Would you like that?
- Fuck her on the dance floor, Hans asks in surprise.
- No, not on the dance floor.
Fuck her, I mean.
Not against me, he answers a little nonchalantly.
- Do you think you'd get it for her?
I ask Hans.
He answers easily:
- Don't be so sure about that, I answered.
- Yes, I am, he answers.
- Ok, I answer, if you can unbutton her dress and fuck her pussy here at the bar, we'll come with you to your cabin.
- You, Hans asks?
- Yes, we, I answer.
You never know what can happen, I continue.
The wife comes back and asks what we are talking about.
- You, Hans and I answer at the same time.
She laughs and says:
- Nothing dirty, I hope.
The wife is standing between me and Hans, she has started to sip her drink when I grab her left hand and hold it so that she will not have the chance to stop Hans.
Hans, who is standing on her right side, has started to unbutton the wife's dress.
She looks at me while Hans approaches the last button.
Then the wife places her left foot on the footrest so that the dress slides to the side and exposes her pussy to Hans.She spreads her legs as wide as she can, Hans places his palm on her bush and lets his hand slide down and starts fingering her.
The wife and I stand facing the bar while Hans stands facing the wife and runs his fingers into her pussy.
Hans has unbuttoned so that you can see her entire bush and how his fingers are playing with her pussy.
Hans stops and buttons a few buttons and looks at me and asks:
- Should we go?
I nod while the wife asks where we are going.
- To Hans's room, I answer.
Hans has already started walking, we hurry after.
I whisper in the wife's ear:
- Tonight you can do exactly what you want.
- Fuck Hans, she asks.
- Only if you want, I answer.
- Are you sure, she asks again as if to check that she heard correctly.
- Yes, why not, you almost did it on the dance floor.
She doesn't answer.
Hans has pushed the elevator forward when we catch up.
We are alone at the elevators so the wife walks up to Hans and pulls down his fly and lets her hand disappear into his pants.
She jerks him off carefully when the elevator dings.
When we get into the elevator and the doors have closed, the wife conjures up Hans's cock from his pants and jerks him off.
At the same time, she lifts her dress so that Hans can caress her pussy.
It is an incredible sight, my wife leans against the elevator wall and at the same time jerks off a man who is caressing her pussy.
My cock stands straight up, reaching all the way to her navel, it feels enormously big and hard.
The elevator stops.
Inside Hans's cabin I start to unbutton the wife's dress while Hans is on the mug.
I take her dress off and borrow the mug from Hans.
When I get out, I sit down and watch as my wife sits in bed wearing a corset, fishnet stockings, and high-heeled black shoes, sucking a cock.
The wife gets up after a while and tells Hans to undress. She comes over to me, kneels, takes out my cock and starts sucking as only she can.
She sucks me almost until I cum.
Then she gets up and straddles my cock, slowly rides it until I orgasm, I pump my cum into my pussy.
She stays there for a little while until Hans comes up against her from behind and helps her up.
Hans kisses her neck and sucks her nipples between his lips while he leads her towards the bed.
The wife lies down on the bed, caresses her pussy with one hand and jerks off Hans with the other.
I sit so that I have full visibility into her pussy.
Hans steps up on the bed between my wife's legs, she grabs his cock and guides it towards her pussy.
Slowly I see Hans' cock push up into my wife's pussy.
When, after an eternity, he has penetrated all the way into her pussy, the wife moans loudly:
- Fuck me hard.
His cock thrusts hard into my wife's pussy and she responds with a growling moan.
I jerk off desperately, I've never been hornier.
Seeing and hearing how the wife fucks another man is so wonderfully arousing.
Hearing how they approach the wonderful climax together while I get to watch.
I can only think back to it.
When the wife moans loudly for Hans to fill her pussy with cum, I squirt all over the floor.
I see how Hans's balls kind of twitch when he goes into his wife's pussy and she comes at the same time with Hans.
Then seeing them lie down and calm down together is really arousing.
They kiss each other and Hans thrusts his half-flaccid cock into his wife's pussy.
When Hans eventually gets up and leaves my wife lying on the bed with her legs spread, I go over and caress her sticky pussy.
The wife says:
- Shall we go to our cabin?
- Have you had enough, I ask a little jokingly.
- No, she answers, but I want you to myself.
- We say goodbye to Hans and leave.Out in the corridor we stop and kiss each other long and deeply. A group of young people pass by, when they have passed I unbutton my dress all the way to my pussy and we start walking towards the cabin. It is so sexy to see the glimpse of her legs as she walks.
Yes, even the fact that you can sense the bush and her long black-clad legs with the delicious shoes.
Unfortunately she is not allowed to show herself on the way to our cabin.
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Petter broberg