1. My Husband's Boss - Marcel 2


    Date: 7/3/2024, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: keylime314159, Source: LushStories 

    ... trying to think of a way to entice Dave to watch Marcel fuck me. Could I entice him to be blindfolded and hear it? Without him knowing, it was Marcel. Maybe let him know. I was meeting with Marcel.

I had set up a meeting at a bar for a talk. I let him know from the beginning that I was still wondering about letting Dave know who I was fucking. I wanted a place where my arousal wouldn’t interfere with rational thinking. Right, like that could happen.

We sat down at a table, and I started telling him about my thoughts. I could feel my tension start as soon as I talked about it.

I was back in the vision of me under Marcel, both of us naked. When his cock started approaching my cunt, Dave was there, naked. His cock touched my cunt, pushing its way inside, and a sense of bliss covered me because I knew how it would feel as it moved inside me. I was savoring it when I saw David’s cock explode with Dave screaming, “No, don't, don’t let him do it.”

I was back in the bar with Marcel, confused. Last time, he came explosively; there was cum everywhere.

Was my mind telling me something, or was it just my fear?

I told Marcel that I was ready. I wanted Dave to see me getting fucked. I wanted him to watch it happen—the whole thing.

The next Friday, Dave and I went out to dinner at the Rivera Club. During dessert, I told him, ”Dave, I’ve told you that you’re the only man who makes love to me. And it’s true—no one else makes love to me. I do have a man that fucks me. ...
    ... What he does, what he does to me is fuck me, hard, dirty fucking.”

Dave tried to say something, but I just overrode him and said, ”Dave, let me finish. Um, I don’t have a lover; he's a fucker. I’ve decided I want you to see it—to watch me being fucked. It’s going to happen tonight; we’re going to his house, and you’re going to watch it happen. It’s at Marcel’s house. He’s my fucker. When I come home late, I’ve been with him.

Dave sat there, silent. I paid our bill, and we went to our car before he said anything. “It’s Marcel that you’ve been with? My boss?”

Is he taking it better than I’d expected, or worse? I couldn’t tell. I’m feeling shivers down my spine.

“Yes, we’re going to his house now, so you can watch and see it. I’ve never lied to you; you’re my lover, and I’m wild about loving you. But I need to be fucked instead sometimes.”

I got in behind the wheel, and he got in the passenger seat. I drove to Marcel’s house with Dave, looking dazed. When he got out of the car, I suddenly saw his cock.

He’s got an erection. His cock is standing at attention. Jeez, it looks hard. Is he dazed, or is he aroused by what’s going to happen? Does he want to watch Marcel fuck me?

I was wondering which it was, but I suddenly realized it was both. He wanted to see it. But he didn’t at the same time.

I opened the front door and let us in without ringing the bell or knocking. That seemed to freak him out a bit, realizing I was comfortable just walking into his boss’s ...
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