Bringing Back The Wild Side Of My Wife - Sex Stories

Bringing Back The Wild Side Of My Wife

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A few seconds later, my phone lit up with a message.I am ready to go home, but Joseph here has a problem. I got him all worked up, and he needs relief. I told him you will be waiting in the restroom to service him. You have twenty minutes after I leave to make it back to the car with your mouth full of his cum. If you don’t make it on time or don’t finish him, he has my full permission to invite the other two men dancing with us to follow you back to our car, and I will get all three of them off however I feel like.

I looked up and saw Lori Beth kissing Jason, and I knew my timer had begun.

I could feel panic grown in my stomach on top of the vibrator still pounding inside of my ass. I know I didn’t have a choice at this point. I left a fifty on the table to cover my drinks and went to the men’s room to wait in a stall.

A minute later, the door opened, and I heard the man call, “Hey Bitch Boy, your wife sent me to get serviced by you. Where the fuck are you?”

“I am in the middle stall,” I could only reply.

The door to my stall opened, and there he was with a massive bulge in his pants. “Your wife said you would probably chicken out, and I hope you do. She deserves a real man, not a panty-wearing small dick cuck like you. I have never had a little Bitch Boy service me, so I will probably lose my hard-on and get the bigger reward of bringing Mike and Sam to follow you. All three of us will fuck her sexy ass body, maybe even give you another child to ...

... raise that isn’t yours. Well, Bitch Boy, my dick isn’t going to take itself out and suck itself.”

With that, my heart sank, and I knew what to do. I unbuttoned his pants, lowered his zipped, and reached in, pulling his massive veiny dick out. I started to wrap my hands around his shaft, only to have them smacked away.

“Listen to me, Bitch Boy; you are only to use your mouth. I don’t want to make this easy on you. You are going to have to work to keep me from having my reward of having your wife as my cum dumpster tonight.”

I sighed, closed my eyes, and put my lips around the tip of his penis. It smelled of musk and sweat. I could tell Lori Beth had gotten him worked up and could taste the saltiness on his dick. I tightened my lips and worked them around his shaft and started to bob up and down, working my tongue around the safter. After a few attempts and many gags, I was able to work enough of him in that I could stick my tongue out and barely touch his balls. It took a few minutes, but I finally felt him begin to tighten up. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face deep into his shaft, forcing me to gag again. With a loud groan, he sprayed his cum inside my mouth, with some going down my throat, forcing me to gag but the rest filling my mouth. He finally released my head, and I was able to pull my lips off his dick and open my eyes, only to see him with his phone out, recording me.

“Not bad, Bitch Boy, but you are only halfway free. You see, you only have ...