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As we lay in bed swiping through Tinder and finding no luck, I started to think I might be able to get out of this without actually having to go through it. Every guy was a duplicate of the previous, main pic with their dog, group pic, shirtless pic, they all love hiking, all looking for something serious but down for whatever, blah blah blah. She was feeling like it was a lost cause as well.
W “damn is this the dating market right now? All these guys suck. Maybe I should just call the guy from the other day. I didn’t get to actually go all the way with him.”
M “idk, a one time thing is fine, but if you keep seeing him at what point does it become dating him instead of, well whatever it is we’re doing?”
W “what we’re doing is you’re giving me permission to fuck whoever I want, the idea excites you, and you want to watch. You’re a cuck babe. Just admit it.”
M “am I though? We haven’t actually done it. You’ve just cheated on me.”
W “And that turned you on so much that you decided you want it to happen again, and you want to watch it happen.”
M “I guess. Idk if I’m a cuckold though. I think that’s taking it a little too far.”
W “well we’ll see.”
The next few days went the same. She couldn’t find anyone that seemed worth it. She asked me to post here but I reminded her that if anyone would to recognize us it wouldn’t be long before people we knew found out. Above all we wanted anonymity and definitely privacy. I stopped seeing her even open the app, and she stopped bringing it up all together after a couple weeks. One morning as I’m making breakfast she bounces down stairs, her perky C cups jiggling under her sheer pajama top,
W “pack your bag, we’re going out of town tonight.”
M “oh fun. Wait did I forget a date? I know it’s not our anniversary.”
W “nope, but today may become a new anniversary date for us if all goes well.”
M “okay Mrs. Mysterious, what do I pack? What are we doing? Where are we going?”
W “toothbrush, dinner and club outfits, and sleeping clothes. We’re going to Vegas!”
M “oh hell yeah! Screw breakfast, let’s roll.”
We set off for Sin City, checked into our hotel, and started unpacking.
M “did you get show tickets or anything? What’s the plan tonight?”
W “we’re going to get dressed up, have a quick dinner, then hit every club and bar on the strip until we find a guy to bring back here tonight” the excitement in her voice was the exact opposite of the terror on my face
M “what? You brought us all the way out here to fuck a guy?”
W “yep. We weren’t finding anything good back home, and besides we wouldn’t want anyone to find out what we do right? No one knows us here, most people out on the strip aren’t even from here! It’s perfect.” She flashed me that million dollar dimpled cheek to dimpled cheek smile that she knows can get me to do anything for her. “Now come on, help me get ready.”
She shed her travel clothes and walked towards the bathroom, her bubble butt swaying side to side, her boy shorts underwear straining to cover her entire cheeks, god I love the way the bottom of her ass cheeks hang out of almost anything she wears. I follow her into the bathroom and watch her peel off her underwear, noticing how wet the crotch is. She must have thinking about tonight the whole way here. I watch her lather her body, guiding her loofah over every curve, into every nook and cranny, lifting her hefty breasts to wipe underneath them. She steps out of the shower and and places one of her legs between mine on the toilet seat, “can you help me shave my legs? I want to make sure I don’t miss any spots” I caress her thick thighs, thinking about all the times she’s trapped my head in between them as I’m making her cum with my mouth. Now I was about to make them silky smooth so some other guy could spread them. I dutifully shave from her waist to her ankles, admiring her perfectly manicures toes, wondering when she got those done, how long had she been planning this? After stripping down her legs and making sure I didn’t miss anything she asks, “what about my pussy? Should you shave it completely?” “I think a landing strip would look sexy babe, just a line pointing to the most perfect place on Earth.” She leans down to kiss me, looks me in the eye and says “I love you so much.”
We finish getting dressed, it doesn’t really matter what I wore, but she was dressed to kill. Backless black dress, 6 inch heels, dark red lipstick with matching panties, and no bra. Anyone looking hard enough would be able to see her eraser nipples trying to bust through her dress. We hit the town, went through a few bars and casinos but no luck. She talked with a few guys, flirted here and there but said she didn’t feel the vibe with anyone yet. We were sat at the bar inside a martini bar and with all the walking and drinking I had to break the seal. As I was making my way back to her I saw a guy standing next to my stool, talking to her. He was tall, probably taller than me, he looked like even in her heels he would tower over her. I’m a good looking guy, but this guy was handsome, to say the least. His tailored button up shirt screamed “I work out” as it strained around his biceps. I stayed back, watching her laugh at his jokes, put her hand on his forearm, playfully smack his arm and pretend to be offended by something he whispered in her ear. Holy shit, I think this is about to happen. I saw them both pull out their phones and begin to type, I hurried across the crowded bar hoping my interruption would put a stop to whatever they were doing.
M *ahem* “hey honey, we almost ready to go?” I came up on the other side of him and put my arm around her. He looked at me with a knowing smirk.
W “yeah, I think so babe. Sorry, this is my husband. Babe, this is my new friend, I was just telling him a little about us, about why we’re here. He was just leaving to meet up with some friends, and said he would come see us after.” He shook my hand, I could feel the roughness of his upper palms, probably from lifting. He gave me that smirk again, turned to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, as he bent down he had a clear view down the front of her dress. He whispered something in her ear that made her blush and walked out.
On the walk back to the hotel she was practically skipping.
M “What did he say to you before he left?”
W “he said ‘I can’t wait to be inside you’” I swear I could hear her pussy gush as she told me. Back at the room she reapplied her makeup, re-straightened her hair, adjusted her tits in her dress, and peeled off her panties.
W “give me that black thong from my luggage please”
M “what’s wrong with the underwear you’re wearing?” She tossed them to me and they were so soaked they were dripping. I put them up to my face and inhaled her scent, fuck her pussy tastes so good. She slipped the thong under her dress and laid on the bed, keeping her heels on.
W “come here, we should talk”
M “can I talk you out of this?”
W “lol no. The moment he steps through that door I’m no longer yours. I felt his bulge at the bar. I’m going to do anything and everything I want to tonight. You didn’t notice in the luggage when you got my thong out? I have plenty of condoms and lube. Nothing is going to be off limits tonight babe. If you want to wait in the bathroom, I understand. I don’t want you to, but I would understand. I prefer you to be in here, sitting in that chair” so that’s what the chair in hotel rooms is for “and watching him have his way with me. You can jerk off if you want, but you’re not going to stop me even if you cum too soon and the post nut clarity makes you hate this. You’re going to keep watching until he’s done with me.”
M “okay babe. I’ll stay in here.”
W “that’s my good cucky boy. Tell me you’re my good cuck boy.”
M “I’m your good cuck boy.”
W “give me a kiss, last kiss before I’m a complete mess.”
I leaned down to kiss her and at that moment we heard a knock at the door. She jumped out of bed and led me to the chair by my erection, like a leash. She took one last at her hair and makeup in the mirror, shifted her tits and went to answer the door…
This is a lot longer than I thought it was going to be. I got pt. 5 locked and loaded. Check out parts 1,2,3 on my profile and as always, DMs are open ?
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