New Sensations

Ha.

Anyways, they had ambled off into a darker corner of the dance floor during the last song. I became extremely hard watching her grind her crotch against him, squeezing her legs around his thigh as she slid up and down against it. I saw him put a hand on her ass and rub it over and over. She just smiled up at him tenderly, and pressed against him tighter. She looked up at me again —we locked eyes, her expression mysterious and detached. Evaluating my response.

Eyes locked with mine, she grabbed Andre's free hand and placed it with the other on her ass. Encouraged, he snaked both his hands up under her dress, and began massaging her nether regions in earnest. Her sloppy smile brazenly acknowledged she was aware of what a slut she was being. I licked my lips and smiled back at her, after which she looked back up at him, caught up in the pleasure he was giving her with his hands. Andre actually looked up at me at that point, curious if any of this would be a problem. She closed her eyes exultantly as I stared at his hands, groping my wife's pert, shapely ass over her silk panties. He smiled and returned his attention to nuzzling her neck. From the angle at which I was seated, I could actually see his fingers working against the silky black sheen stretched taut against her asscheeks.

The song stopped, but they stayed clung together, straining against one another. Nobody else was on the dance floor. Nobody was watching them at all, except for me. I was rapt. It struck me just how beautiful my wife was, watching her head hang against his shoulder, as he whispered in her ear, causing her to crack a naughty grin. I wondered what they were talking about. I saw him kiss and lick on her earlobe. His fingers mashed back and forth between her thighs, her firm little cheeks peeking out at me as the dress rode up over this guy's hands. She lifted her ass and parted her thighs for his better access, squeezing against his fingers with her cunt muscles as she stood on tippy-toes.

He took her chin in his hand, and turned her head up to look at him, her lips open expectantly. Her hands had moved to his chest, where they just slowly clutched and massaged, as his hands cradled her ass against him, her black silk panties the only thing keeping his fingers from exploring her pussy. She looked over me briefly, nervously anticipating his kiss, as well as my reaction to it. I saw the naked resolve of lust in her eyes as he turned her chin to look at him once again, right before she closed her eyes and allowed his mouth to seize over hers. She struggled hungrily against him, their mouths twisting and releasing, tongues touching and licking. She surrendered completely to this guy, embracing him in earnest, tongues wrestling for life as she ground her pussy hungrily against his thigh and he kneaded her silky ass cheeks—all of this while I watched from a few yards away.

A fast song came on, and he pulled Nikki into a nearby chair. She straddled him languidly, as the dress rode up around her waist, accommodating his hands as he reached in from the waistband of her panties this time, to rub her naked ass and pussy. I was holding my cock in my pants, which had become so swollen it was almost hurting.

She broke their kiss, her forehead hanging against his. Slowly she opened her eyelids, and looked back into my eyes, as he pulled her up against him tighter, hands squeezing her bare ass under her panties, in clear view of anyone in the bar, had anyone known to look.

Andre leaned his face in to nuzzle her breasts, tweaking her erect nipples through her sheer dress with his thumbs. Her open mouth warped slowly into a smirk, as she watched me, holding my hardon through my pants. She blew me a kiss, and chuckled softly, before losing herself to the sensation of his hands gliding up her ribcage to squeeze her breasts.

I came in my pants at this point. Just, Blew. I went to the bathroom to clean up, but by the time I got there I was so horny I had to come again. I'm in there, jerking my cock in a stall, as the door opens and I hear the two of them come in. I look through the opening in the stall door as my wife locks the deadbolt. "I am going to fuck you so hard," he says in a rugged Spanish accent. She reaches down and fits her hand over his cock, through his pants. "Mmmmmmm..." she runs her free hand down over her cunt and grabs it, "I know a little girl who would like that a whoole lot," she coos at him, still massaging him through his pants. "It's just timing," she said, disappointed.

She holds up her left hand with a kind of guilty smirk, highlighting the wedding ring on it. "Look, my husband and I are still just warming up to this..." She rings her hand up from her pussy to squeeze one of her tits, "...openness, in our relationship. And I want it to be fair to Malcom. You might not get the idea from how I'm behaving," she says, jerking open the stall door on me, still pulling on my hard cock. She smiles proudly at me, "Hey, baby." My wife turns back to her lover, holding the stall door open so he could see me holding my little tool. "—So, this is what's going to happen, Andre, my brief Spanish vacation of a man..." She kisses him, and hangs by her hands from his chest as he cups her bottom. She turns her head to look back at me. "Malcom's going to watch us and jerk his little dick while I play with your big one, okay?"

"Whatever," he said, briefly looking my way before returning his attention to my wife. I watch as she succumbs to the hungry little slut inside her, celebrating her lust for another man. It's like we've talked about doing this, but we haven't yet. It's perfect. She just understands what I want —Even as I'm only learning to understand it, myself.

Andre pulls her dress down to her waist, her beautiful breasts falling out like meaty cones. He's on them instantly, suckling as he squeezes with his hand on the left, and then the right. "Ohh, god, yesss..." Nikki hisses. I see her wedding ring glisten in the fluorescent light of the bar's bathroom as she digs her fingers into Andre's thick head of hair, pulling him greedily to suck on her naked breasts, flushed in pink splotches already from his lips and glistening from his tongue. A thick strand of his saliva hangs in a drop from one of her engorged nipples. I'm entranced by the way they twitch back into position when he releases them from his lips.

I watch her closely as she gasps with pleasure at his ministrations. Andre moves his head back and forth, tickling her eraser nipples with his nose. She laughs, and adjusts her posture slightly to help him tug her panties down her firm thighs. I hear her sharp intake of breath, and look down to see his fingers already massaging her engorged pussy lips, glistening with her moisture.

Her eyelids flutter as he works her pussy over with his fingers, massaging the mound, patting her engorging clitoris. I start stroking my cock again, noting the awkward way her silky black panties hang awkwardly around her knees as she fumbles at Andre's belt buckle.

I can't believe my beautiful wife is going this far with her new stud, until I watch as she jerks his pants down, fishes his cock out of his briefs, and starts stroking it, looking him in the eye with an impish smile as her hands familiarize themselves with his shape. He's a good inch longer than me, and a little bigger.

She spits in her hands, moaning at the attention from his fingers, now sawing in and out of her snatch skillfully. Her savage little hand pumping his cock comes up squeezing the head on one upstroke, and the thing goes off like a geyser, one string of semen flying up with enough projection to stretch across from her mouth to her eye. She starts cracking up, pulling the last of his seed from his cock lazily with her little hand, still tugging on her new toy. Then she looks up, to look me in the eye, winks and blows me a kiss —a rope of this stranger's cum clinging to her face.

Andre isn't finished yet, though. He gets down on his knees and begins to tongue Nikki's horny little cunt for all he's worth, squeezing and pulling the vulva, teasing her asshole with his fingers. Her face goes off into a wild sexual revelation of expression, as she plants her hands on his busy head. She looks so beautiful with his come hanging on her face. She doesn't care about anything but what this man is doing to her body.

I don't need to see her face, though, to know how well he understands my wife's body. She groans and wails uncontrollably, eyes popping wide in shock only to close again in ecstasy. "Oh, Malcom," she says once, looking at me with her drooping, orgasmic eyes, "Oh god he eats me so good, Malcom. I've never..." She trailed off, but I knew what she was getting at. I am just not a good pussylicker.

Soon she starts to convulse in her hips and knees, mashing his head between her naked thighs. Her wailing hits a fever pitch, a repetition. Andre actually gets a faceful from her, too. She started squirting all over, a real gusher. I'd never seen her do this in 2 years of marriage.

I think it embarrassed Andre or something. He acted kind of weird, watching her smile reawaken from the carnage of her orgasm, her eyes still closed. He looks at me, then at her. She could see the awkwardness in his face, as he washed her discharge off of him. She stands and puts her hand on his shoulder as he towels his face in the mirror.

"I'm so sorry, Andre—"

"—you could have warned me!"

"I had NO idea, baby," she said, soothing. "No man has ever made me do that before..." Slowly, she looks up at me —as if to underline the point. The triumph of having given her the first ejaculate orgasm of her life seemed to erode his sour mood.

Nikki pulls out her business card. "Look, Andre. I love Malcom with all my heart, but I would do anything to have you eat my pussy again." He smiles handsomely and takes her card. "Maybe if you call us next time you're in the States Malcom will let you fuck me." She looked playfully to me, pretty much speechless at this point, but undeniably loving it.

"And if you are ever in España, you can stay with me." He takes her hand and kisses it. Then, coarsely "Your husband will have to find other lodgings, of course, but..." He smiles at the twist, and I laugh.

"Hey, no fair!"

He reaches his hand out to me. "Thank you for this, Malcom. Your wife is one of the sexiest women I've ever met. I will look forward to fucking her if we ever meet again." He said it like a threat, and then left.

Alone again, my beautiful Nikki laughed low and sexy as she wiped Andre's cum from her eye, and off of her cheek, licking it from her palm with a big smile. Her tits were still engorged and flushed and hanging out in all their glory. She pulls her panties up and walks over to me. She smiles at me, giddy. "Well? Did you like it as much this time?"

"Oh my god, you were so hot. I can't believe you..."

"I love you honeybunny," she said, kissing me tenderly, and then licking her tongue against mine so I could taste the stringy semen still dissolving. She laughed, "Whoops —sorry about that, sweetie! I think you just tasted some of his come..."

I had. It was salty, and stringy. "You are such a perfect slut wife, Nikki. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Babe." she said, with a deep and sincere gaze, "This has been one of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life. And I want you to know how much it means to me that you are interested in letting me have them." She embraces me intimately and returns her mouth to mine for another slightly salty kiss.