I know that this story is about when I auctioned away my wife, but there is a hot sexy pre-story, so that you understand why I auction away my wife for 24 hours.
Anastasia, my wife was a Greek Goddess with big luscious boobs and dark thick nipples. At the time of the auction, she was 32, but the story actually stated 3 years earlier, at 29. Here is the pre story.
It all started whilst watching a porn movie in bed with my wife Anastasia. The story was about a couple who picked up suitable men, that they invited back to their hotel room for threesome fun.
I asked Anastasia if she would ever do that, and to my surprise, she said yes. She was turned on by the idea, which made me feel extra horny that night.
The subject was raised numerous times over the following months but it went no further than role-playing. The thought of another man fucking my wife strangely enough turned me on.
When we were out I actually encouraged her to flirt, to show her how much interest there would be.
One night there were several people in the bar, two sisters from Australia, an English couple, and an American businessman şarköy escort from Miami. We were all chatting until there was just us and the guy left. He was about the mid-40s, my age, at that time Anastasia was 29. But in the end, Anastasia chickened out.
The whole idea, or fantasy died with that disaster.
Then two years later, we went on vacation to Venice. We savored the food, weather, the whole medieval look, with fairs and shows.
On the third day, we decided to try a different restaurant and it turned out to be a high-class strip joint.
After a great dinner, the late-night show started.
First up was Sabrina! Sabrina was a sexy young vixen who used her body to make men give her what she wanted.
She strode out onto the stage on five-inch stilettos, rocking her shapely hips to the sensual bass of the R sexy women, husbands, or young studs like you. I enjoy doing special things for special people.”
“You can touch me. You don’t have to be shy.”
She must have noticed me sitting on my hands. Slowly, I took my hands and rested them on her lower back while she moved.
“You sefaköy escort have nice hands. They’re smooth.”
“Thanks.”
“You have a girlfriend?” I shook my head. “Really? But you’re so cute. I’m sure there are a lot of girls who like you.”
Laura ran her hands along my arms and told me I had nice muscles. I told her I worked out when I could, which she liked. Again, she said that I should have no shortage of women who wanted to be with me. If there were, they didn’t say anything.
Laura moaned lightly as her breasts ran across my face. “You’re so sexy,” I heard her whisper.
She looked at me for a moment, then smiled. Without warning, she leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Was that normal for private dances? Either way, I wasn’t going to complain.
She was a very sexy woman, and I was feeling incredibly aroused having her on me.
I wasn’t sure what to do and my face moved around in insecurity I guess. Laura grabbed my face and place it right in front of hers.
“It’s just us here, sexy.” She held my face, looked into my eyes. “Just you and me.”
I put my şehzadeler escort hands on her ass, and she smiled. She moved slow and sensually to the music, her nipples inches in front of my mouth, and then she backed down and our lips almost touched.
I felt an urge. It built up until I smacked her ass.
“Yeah, get into it, sexy.”
Feeling her body move against mine, and her breath on my ears had me feeling really good. I smacked her ass again.
“This isn’t your first time, huh?”
I laughed, “Yes, it is.”
“Come here,” Laura said, got up from my lap, looked at my hard cock, smiled, grabbed my hand, and led me to a more private part of the club,
“Sit here,” she said, her voice quieter now. We were alone in this darkened part of the club.
Lauras, the sexy black stripper’s story about how she came to do this line of work is worth mentioning.
She got married to when she was only 19 to her high school crush, Evan.
Soon, she began to fantasize about his friends and how good they all seemed to look.
But, what kind of woman cheats on her husband with his close friends?
Being a tease, and an exhibitionist, she would think about sharing a woman or man with her husband, but, being a cheating slut without him knowing was not the kind of wife she imagined being. So, Laura chose to stay quiet and hoped that the whole thing would just go away.