Sally and I pick rent a limousine and pick up men at bars so she can suck and fuck them

I am in love with my wife Sally. I am also in lust with
her. She is the only woman who truly turns me on and I
have no interest in other women. But, for some reason I
cannot figure out, I get even more turned on when other
men are attracted to Sally. When I fantasize I don’t
fantasize about myself with other women, I fantasize
about Sally with other men. After I first shared this
fantasy with Sally I learned that she was interested in
fucking other men as well. It was just a matter of time
before we made our fantasies a reality.

Since our first threesome with another man three years
ago, Sally has fucked at least 35 men. She loves being
the center of attention and she likes to take on lots
of cocks, so many of her encounters with other men have
been gang bangs. We are always searching out new
adventures for Sally, new ways for her to experience
strangers’ cocks. Sally’s latest escapade took place on
the streets of Houston.

Our vacation in Houston this past spring was fairly
typical until the last night. On that last night we
decided to end the vacation with a bang (quite
literally). I booked a limousine for five hours with a
plan to go bar-hopping. I specifically asked for a
driver who could use discretion. That evening Sally
dressed for action.

She pulled on a black velvet mid-thigh dress with a low
scooped neckline that revealed her cleavage all the way
to just above her navel. Her large 38C breasts still
look as good as a 20 year old’s, even though she is in
her late 40s. They are just a part of an overall
voluptuousness that, combined with her flirtatiousness
and sensual attitude, do not fail to attract men of all
ages.

Sally curled the ends of her short blonde hair so it
formed a helmet framing her face. Her sparkling blue
eyes (offset with dark eyeshadow), a pair of dangling
earrings, and dark red lipstick gave her the look of a
woman who knows what she wants and fully intends to get
it. Sally pulled on some thigh-high stockings and some
high heels. Then she bent over, gradually sliding her
dress up to her waist. I could see that she wore no
underwear and that her pussy was already glistening in
anticipation of the night.

The limo arrived at the lobby of our hotel at 9:00 pm
and we got in. Since it was a Saturday night, we knew
the bars would be hopping. I asked the limo driver to
take us to the kind of night spots where people in
their 30s and 40s hung out. The first place was a dance
club. It was still early so there were not a lot of
people in the club just yet and a few couples were on
the dance floor. After I paid the cover charge I
directed Sally to the bar and headed to the men’s
restroom.

When I returned, I sat at the end of the bar and
watched her do her magic. Since it was early, she was
the only single woman in place. There were several
single men, she must have danced with all of them. One
in particular, a gentleman who looked to be around 40,
kept returning to ask her for more dances. I could tell
from her body language and the way she laughed that she
was encouraging him. Soon they were kissing and
grinding their bodies against each other on the dance
floor. Just seeing that made me hard.

Knowing what was going to happen next, I returned to
the limousine. I knocked on the door and asked the
driver if I could sit up front. When he asked why, I
told him that my wife had just picked someone up in the
bar and asked him to turn on the intercom so we could
hear.

After a few minutes of waiting, we heard my wife’s
voice and a man’s voice. They opened the door of the
limo and got in. They talked for a while, with long
moments of silence while they kissed. Then I heard my
wife say, “I’ll bet you’d like to fuck me.” There was a
moment of silence then I heard the sound of a zipper.
Shortly after that there was a wet slapping sound and
my wife moaned. At this point I couldn’t just listen to
the intercom.

I asked the limo driver to open the privacy window to
the back just a crack. I looked through the crack and
saw my wife on her hands and knees on the floor of the
limo. Her black dress was pushed up around her waist
and her legs were spread. The stranger was between her
legs, his trousers around his ankles. His bare ass
moved back and forth as he plunged his cock into my
wife’s pussy. They were facing the back of the limo so
I asked the limo driver to open the window a little
more.

I could see him watching the action through his rear
view window. “Fuck me, I’m your slut,” my wife moaned.

The stranger continued to piston his cock into her.
With each deep penetration my wife’s body shook. My
wife turned back to look at the stranger and saw that I
was watching through the window. “I want your cum, cum
inside me!” my wife said, as much for my benefit as for
his.

He grabbed her by the hips and his pumping sped up. It
was clear he was close to cumming. Finally his body
shook and he gave a final hard thrust. He kept his cock
deep in my wife as he shot his seed into her body.

“Thank you,” said my wife, as she turned around and
kissed him. He kissed back and then thanked her too.
Then he silently pulled up his trousers and left the
limo. I asked the driver to close the window and joined
her in the passenger area.

“Let’s go to the next bar,” Sally said, “I am ready to
take on some more guys.” I knew the intercom was still
on so I told the driver to take us to another place.
“Now that I know what you are doing,” he replied, “I
have a place in mind.”

We drove for a while, which gave Sally a chance to
straighten up. The stranger’s cum had started to slide
out of her pussy and down the inside of her thighs so
she wiped it up with a tissue. The next stop was a
tavern rather than a dance club. “This is one of our
more popular ‘meat markets,'” said the limo driver said
through the intercom, “I come here occasionally.
Usually there are at least five men for every woman.”

As Sally and I walked into the tavern, I could see what
he meant. There were a lot of guys there. Following
procedure, Sally went directly to the bar while I hung
around elsewhere for a moment. She sat down and ordered
a drink. I went to the opposite end of the bar, ordered
my drink and watched.

It didn’t take long before Sally was laughing and
flirting with two men who had walked up to order their
drinks. They looked to be in their late 30s. There
wasn’t room at the bar for all three of them so they
invited her to join them at their table. Sally sat in a
chair between the two of them. There was a large mirror
behind the bar so I found I could watch the action
without being obvious.

Sally acted her usual witty and charming self, laughing
at their jokes and smiling invitingly. It was clear
that each of the men was not sure just which of them
she was coming on to. But as she leaned up against one
and then the other, they began to realize she was
flirting with and interested in both of them.

From my vantage point at the bar I could see that each
man was rather furtively scooting his chair closer to
Sally’s until all three of them were quite close. One
of the guys must have told a joke, because Sally
laughed and leaned over to him. As she gave him a
little kiss on the check, her hand ran up the inside of
his thigh.

Both he and his friend looked a little surprised at her
boldness. Just as his friend must have been thinking of
a way to exit, Sally turned to him, leaned over and
whispered in his ear. I could see her hand sliding up
his thigh as well. Then she excused herself and went to
the restroom. During her absence, the two guys were
clearly talking about some very important, and very
exciting subject.

As Sally walked back from the restroom, she came right
past my place at the bar. “I think it’s set up.”

“Really, what did you say to the one guy?” I asked.

“I told him that I was really attracted to both him and
his friend and that, if they were interested, I would
like to fuck them both.”

Sally gave me a smile and walked back to the table. By
now both men had seen her talking to me at the bar. The
three of them engaged in a brief conversation and then
Sally beckoned me over to the table.

“Matt and Mark, I’d like you to meet my husband Stan.
As I just told you, he is not my pimp and you don’t
have to pay me anything. I just enjoy fucking and Stan
enjoys watching.” Apparently they had thought, given
her clothing and forwardness, that she was a
prostitute.

“Sally may look and act like a whore, but she isn’t
going to cost you anything tonight,” I said.

We left the tavern with Matt and Mark and got into the
limousine. I opened the intercom to the driver and told
him to just spend time driving around until I told him
to go back to the tavern. I left the intercom on so he
could listen to the action.

Once in the limo, Sally wasted little time on small
talk. She had sat between the two men and promptly
started kissing each of them while rubbing their
crotches. Soon Mark had pulled her top open and was
sucking on her breasts. Matt had taken off his pants
and was kneeling on the seat next to Sally while she
sucked on his cock.

“Fuck me, fuck me now,” Sally said to Matt. She turned
around and got on her hands and knees in front of the
seat. She spread her thighs and Matt got between her
legs. In a slow motion he gently pushed his seven inch
cock into my wife’s pussy. She was already so wet and
ready that it took no effort at all. Matt grabbed her
by the waist and began to plunge his cock in and out of
her.

Meanwhile, Mark had dropped his pants and scooted over
on the seat so his cock was near Sally’s face. She
opened her mouth and he shoved his hard dick between
her teeth. As it entered I could see her tongue
swirling around on its head. By this time I was fairly
close to the action and watching every move. My cock
was hard but I was waiting until later. I wanted to
watch as my slut wife serviced the two strangers.

“What are you?” I asked Sally. “Tell these two men what
you are.”

“I’m a slut,” Sally said as Mark’s cock withdrew from
her mouth. “I’m a whore and a slut.”

“What do you want?” I then asked.

“I want cum. I want Mark and Matt to cum inside me.”

That was too much for Matt. He began to pump Sally even
harder and looked over at me.

“I’m coming inside your slut wife,” he panted. Then his
body shuddered and he moaned.

Sally moaned too, pulling her mouth away from Mark’s
cock, “I can feel your hot cum inside of me. Oh Matt.
Your cock is so hard and it’s pumping your sperm into
my body.”

Hearing this was too much for Mark. He had been pumping
on his cock while Sally talked and suddenly cum shot
from his cock onto Sally’s face. “Drink it slut,” he
said, shoving his cock back between her lips. I could
see Sally trying to swallow as Mark’s semen pumped into
her mouth. Behind my slut wife, Matt jerked as he
poured his sperm into her pussy.

Finally they were both finished. As the two men pulled
on their pants I asked the limousine driver to return
to the tavern. As we drove back to the tavern, both
Matt and Mark asked if Sally would like to get together
with them again in the future. She declined, since she
only fucks strangers on the first “date” and I am the
only man she fucks regularly.

After we dropped Matt and Mark at the tavern, I asked
the limo driver to take us back to our hotel. On the
way, Sally suggested that since he had been so helpful
all evening he should get a really good tip. As we
pulled into the hotel parking lot, I asked the driver
to take us over to one end of the lot and join us in
the back. When he got in, Sally was waiting for him.
She pushed him back onto the seat and gave him a long
and lingering blowjob.

By now, I was ready to fuck her as well so I entered
her from behind. Her pussy was still full of the two
loads of cum which had been shot in her earlier so I
slid in without any effort. Soon the limo driver shot a
load all over my wife’s face and I followed it with the
third and final creaming of my wife’s pussy for the
night.