A New Adventure

When I was married to my first wife we had a fantasy to have her fuck another guy. It started with some role playing on the internet and progressed to, 'what if' and then to 'who'. We went on to a couple web social web sites and created a profile saying we were looking for a stud and spelled out the qualifications. We insisted on pictures. The response was overwhelming. The next day there were literarily dozens of replies and in a week hundreds. The choice was hers. After spending several days looking, she narrowed it down to three potentials and chatted and exchanged emails. We still did not act on it but after a couple months the fantasy persisted and we decided to do it. We made meticulous plans and picked a date and it was agreed that we would ask her mom to watch the kids while we played out this erotic tale. She surprised me when she decided not to choose one of the online fellows but to see what would happen if she actually picked up a stranger, saying it was more erotic and spontaneous, plus she wasn't looking for a relationship. Just a good hard fucking.

As the day finally arrived she was really excited and I was equally nervous. Together we picked out her wardrobe. She showered and I assisted her by trimming her mound, not wanting it shaved but cut close. She put on her garter belt and black nylons and then pulled on the sexy black cocktail dress we selected. Her hair was perfect. I helped brush it out for her, watching it cascade down over her shoulders and flow between her lovely breasts. After looking in the full length mirror and approving of herself, she removed her panties asking me to put them in my pocket.

As planned we showed up at the hotel a county away. She looked hot as she strode into the hotel with that fuck me sway of her hips. I went to the desk and got the room and keys while she stood waiting. Separately we went to the lounge and checked it out. There were two couples at tables and a single guy sitting at the bar watching a hockey game nursing a beer. I went to a table to watch while she took a seat a stool away from the guy. Nothing was said for awhile but I noticed he was giving glances at my wife as she seductively put on some lip gloss. The bartender asked to refill her drink and the guy took the opportunity to ask if he could buy her a drink. She graciously accepted with a smile.

They chatted a while and he moved over to the stool next to her. They laughed and talked for several minutes. The whole time I was hard as a rock watching my fantasy unfold in front of me. He put his arm around her waist and she wiggled her butt in approval. They continued to talk and seduce each other. Then she dropped her hand in his crotch. He stayed motionless for a couple minutes and then moved his hand from her back to her thigh and eventually between her thighs. I think he discovered she had no panties.

I was more and more excited watching this play out in front of me. She whispered in his ear and they both looked at me. He smiled a knowing smile. I smiled back. After a little more time passed they got up and walked over to me hand and hand. My wife said, "Honey, this is Frank, we are going to the room. Give us ten minutes before you come up." I handed her the room key.

I could see his arousal showing in his trousers.

"Okay, ten minutes," I responded.

They walked off hand in hand, all giddy like a couple school kids.

That ten minutes went by so slow it seemed an eternity. I was wondering what was happening. Was she naked by now? Was he hung? Were they having foreplay? Was she sucking his cock? My imagination was in overdrive.

Finally the time was up. I stood up, put a generous tip on the table and made my way to the elevators. Then

pushed the button for the eighth floor.

"Damn these elevators go at a snails pace," I thought to myself.

As the elevator climbed to is destination I searched my feelings. I was filled with conflicting emotions like jealousy, lust, uncertainty, and just plain curiosity.

After sliding my key card nervously in the slot, I pushed open the spring loaded door, and Immediately heard moaning and grunting and the slapping of skin together.

My wife was nude, kneeling on the bed with him behind her driving his cock into her vigorously. Her tits were swaying back and forth with each pounding thrust.

I stood there dumbfounded watching my wife moaning like a whore and begging for him to fuck her harder. He appeared to do just that, hammering her with vigor. It was surreal.

Without hesitation I unzipped my trousers, pulling out my erection and jacking off like I was watching a porn movie. They were oblivious to my presence, and just continued fucking like a couple dogs in heat. I had never seen her this wanton for cock before.

After a bit his pace was at a fever pitch and I knew he was about ready to cum. "Oh God, I am cumming!" He declared in a husky voice.

Grabbing her by the hips he pulled her to him while pushing in to the maximum. They were both cumming and moaning their pleasure. She collapsed on the bed with him on top and they caught their breath. This was a quickie and the whole thing couldn't have lasted any more than fifteen minutes.

After a short time he got off her and picked up his clothes off the floor where they had hastily been dropped, quickly dressed and left saying, "Thanks, dude, that was great."

I was standing there with my cock in hand and a bit shell shocked when my wife said, "Come on, Hun, take back what is yours."

It was an incredible experience feeling another man's sperm squeeze out around my prick as it slid effortlessly into my wife's well fucked pussy and cum seeped out running down her leg. Oh my God, what an awesome adventure. Just the first of many to come.