The Wife and the Hypnotism Show - Sex Stories

The Wife and the Hypnotism Show

... cock into her throat while staring up at me. They all wanted to fuck me, they wanted to grope and maul my big tits, and use my holes to drain their cum loads."

She lowered her head to lick, slurp, and suck my balls.

"I could feel their eyes on me, I could hear their filthy comments," she continued between slobbery passes on my dick and balls.

"Uh, and that lap dance. His cock was so hard, pressing against my pussy, he dry fucked me so hard. I thought I would cum right there on stage. Did you like seeing me be a stripper for that man? You don't even know his name and he was grinding his dick into your wife's ass and pussy. She was squeezing my ass cheeks and his thumb rubbed my asshole."

I could only nod in agreement as her mouth worked its magic on my cock. Her bobbing head became more insistent as her hands massaged my balls while her mouth moved up and down my shaft. Her tongue flicked lightly over the tip of my cock as she sucked it deeper and deeper into her throat until I could feel myself reaching climax.

"I bet you wanted to see me suck his cock, take his hot load on my face and tits. Watch me be a cumslut for him. Just like I was for Magic Dave after the show. Did you like hearing him fuck me?"

With one last powerful thrust I erupted into her waiting mouth and she greedily swallowed it all down. My wife looked up at me with a satisfied grin before wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

By the next morning she had no memory of the day at all. Since then, I've been unable to shake the memory of that night. Despite my shame and guilt, I can't help but fantasize about my wife being used and humiliated by other men.