When my boyfriend suggested we go to Mexico for our anniversary, I expected romantic dinners, beach walks, and lots of sex between just the two of us. What I didn’t expect was him getting hard every time he talked about me wearing my tiniest bikinis and “seeing what happens.”
The first two days were pretty normal …sun, margaritas and him fucking me every night while whispering filthy ideas. On the third afternoon at the resort pool, he dared me to flirt. “Just see if anyone bites,” he said. I laughed it off at first, but the tequila and the way he kept staring made me bold.
That’s when Marco noticed me. Tall, probably 6’4”, dark olive skin, massive shoulders and a very confident European accent that made my stomach flutter. He was vacationing alone from Spain. We chatted at the swim-up bar while my boyfriend watched from our loungers.
Every time I glanced back, he had this hungry look. Later that evening he pulled me aside and admitted it: “I want to watch you with him. Tonight. If you want it.”
My heart was pounding so hard I could barely speak. But I did want it. The idea of this big stranger taking me while my boyfriend watched had been secretly turning me on since the pool.
We invited Marco for drinks at our suite. The tension was insane. Within twenty minutes he had me pressed against the balcony door, kissing me deep while my boyfriend sat in the armchair across the room, already palming himself through his shorts. Marco’s hands were so big on my body. When he picked me up like I weighed nothing and carried me to the bed, I looked over at my boyfriend and saw pure lust on his face.
Marco stripped me slowly, then took off his own clothes. His cock was thick and heavy …so perfect. I gasped when I wrapped my hand around it. My boyfriend groaned loudly at the sight.
He didn’t go slow. Marco pushed my legs wide open and slid into me in one long, steady thrust. I cried out loud. The stretch was so intense it bordered on pain before melting into overwhelming pleasure. He was so deep. Deeper than I’d ever felt. Every thrust made my tits bounce and my toes curl. My boyfriend was stroking furiously now, his eyes glued between my legs where Marco’s thick cock kept disappearing inside me.
“Fuck, look at her take it,” Marco said with a smirk, glancing at my boyfriend. He fucked me harder, folding me in half, then flipped me onto all fours so I was facing my boyfriend. I couldn’t stop moaning. The wet sounds of him slamming into me filled the room. My boyfriend kept whispering “You’re so fucking hot like this” over and over.
Marco lasted forever. He took me in every position. Missionary, doggy, riding him while facing my boyfriend so he could see everything. I came the first time on his cock while bouncing on top of him. The second time he had me pinned down, pounding me so deep I almost blacked out . My boyfriend came watching that one, spilling all over his own hand.
But Marco wasn’t done. He flipped me onto my back again, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and fucked me with long, powerful strokes until he buried himself to the hilt and came hard inside me.
I felt every pulse. The warmth flooding me pushed me into another shaking orgasm. When he finally pulled out, his cum poured out of me onto the sheets. My boyfriend crawled closer, staring at my stretched, dripping pussy like he was in a trance.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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