Their (F33M33) first date [fantasy]

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Mary applied the final touches to her makeup as her husband watched on eagerly. She carefully considered each of the three dresses that were hanging off the wardrobe before turning to him: "I think the black one tonight, darling." He nodded. "Probably a bit much for the pub, but we want him to keep his eyes on me, don't we?"

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She pulled the dress over her suspender set, beckoning her husband over to zip it up. She looked ravishing. "Do you need to be put in your cage this evening or can you be trusted to not touch yourself?" she asked him. "I think I'll need to be caged." Mary smiled, putting on her heels. "Very well. Go and put it on."

He returned moments later with a barely detectable bulge in his crotch. "Show me," she said. He unbuckled his jeans to reveal a locked plastic chastity device covering his soft cock. She smirked. "Good. Key?" He handed it to her as they lingered over a passionate kiss.

"I'll be back in a few hours. I'll have company." And with that Mary walked out, pulling the door closed behind her.

Her eyes scanned the busy pub for her date. She hadn't seen her former colleague in almost a year and now she felt a twinge of nerves, excitement, and arousal. She spotted him in an alcove, engrossed in texting and with two full drinks on the table in front of him. "Who's the lucky lady then?" Mary asked as she slid onto the bench next to him, nodding at his phone. "Well, only you now," he grinned back.

They caught up on work before diving into deeper waters. "Are you seeing anyone?" Mary asked. "Don't go there – messy. 'Single and ready to mingle,' I think the saying goes, hah!" he replied. "And you? How's married life?" She laughed. "It's great. Predictable, safe, open…" She paused. He looked confused. "We sort of have an arrangement." He laughed. "What does that mean?"

"Do you know what cuckolding is?" she asked. "Er, remind me?" Mary went on more quietly: "We're happily married, but my husband has given me a hall pass – as long as I share all the juicy details with him."

"How modern! So you get to have your cake and eat it?" She took a sip of her drink and placed her hand on his thigh. "If I'm a good girl." His cock stirred.

Meanwhile, Mary’s husband's cock throbbed, leaking in its cage. He heard the key in the door and two pairs of feet entered. Mary kissed her husband and said: "Why don't you make us a drink and join us in the bedroom? We'll get warmed up." She led her date upstairs, who grinned at her husband as he passed.

15 minutes later, his cock now straining at its cage in anticipation, her husband entered the bedroom. He saw Mary’s dress bunched on the floor. His heart quickened. She was on her knees in between the other man's legs, her hands gripping his thighs for support, her mouth working his thick cock back and forth. She looked over proudly at her husband.

"Nice of you to join us. Sit and watch," her date instructed, his hands now either side of Mary’s face as he worked more of his thick cock down her throat. Her eyes rolled back and her cheeks glistened with saliva and pre-cum, which dripped down her chin and onto her breasts. "Mary tells me that she misses being fucked by a proper cock." Mary whimpered and her husband nodded.

Mary’s date lifted her to her feet, pulled off her thong, and pushed her onto the bed. She lay flat on her back, her legs wide apart, her face flushed. "I've waited a long time for this," he said hungrily. He stood in front of her and, in one motion, grabbed her ankles and eased his throbbing cock into her cunt. Her eyes rolled back once again. "Ohhhh ffffuck," she whispered, catching her breath.

He withdrew and slowly pushed in again. He did this a dozen or so more times, allowing her to get accustomed to the feeling of being stretched before he assumed a steady rhythm. "Oh god, oh fuck, oh fuck," she uttered, semi-possessed, her noises getting louder each time he entered anew. He glanced at Mary’s husband, "That's the noise she makes being fucked by a proper cock."

She reached down between her legs to squeeze his member, sizing up its thickness and weight. When was the last time she'd been filled by something like this? Years ago – a long time before her marriage. This was it: this is what she wanted; what she needed. She would thank her husband later. She rubbed her clit and, for the first time that evening, climaxed, her wetness pooling on the bed beneath her. "There's a good girl." She blushed.

Mary’s date roughly turned her over, pulling her up onto her hands and knees with her ass in the air, ready to take her doggystyle. He grabbed either side of the narrow waist accentuated by lingerie in front of him and roughly plunged into her again. She moaned, practically sobbing with pleasure, finding she could now comfortably take his full length. "Yes, fuck, yessss."

Her husband continued to leak as he sat watching the scene before him with disbelief. Their eyes met and she beckoned him closer. As her date picked up speed and spanked her with each alternate thrust, Mary braced herself against her husband for support, kissing him tenderly. She gave his crotch a quick squeeze before pushing him back towards his chair.

"Who's cunt is this?" her date growled as he marked her ass with another firm spank, all three of them sensing that his climax was now building. "Yours," Mary moaned, her grip tightening on the sheets as she came again. Her date turned to her husband without missing a thrust: "Well?" Her husband quickly replied: "Yes, yours." He spanked her again. That was enough to push him over the edge and he grunted as he came deeply inside her.

The lovers collapsed on the bed, drawing deep breaths. He pulled out, gathered his clothes and clapped Mary’s husband on the shoulder: "Your turn, cuck. Text me soon, Mary." He dressed and left.

Exhausted, Mary turned onto her back and motioned for her husband to get between her legs. He approached slowly, rubbing his crotch and getting down on his knees. "Now clean me up." She firmly held her husband's head as he demonstrated his full commitment to their arrangement. "Good boy," she whispered, as he finally came in his cage.

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