A Weekend Getaway Pt. II - Sex Stories

A Weekend Getaway Pt. II

My wife just let herself get fucked by a complete stranger. She had met him through a Craigslist ad and communicated a few times before through emails, but this was the first time they had met in person. His name is Brandt. Laura had surprised me with a weekend getaway to northern Georgia and he had been waiting in the cabin my wife had rented. In less than ten minutes after arriving, my wife had her pussy filled with his cock. Within twenty Brandt was shooting his hot cum down her throat. I had wanted to fuck my wife after Brandt came down her throat, but I was forbidden to by my wife. She had her own plans, and it seemed to include me being cuckolded, at least for the immediate future. She did promise that at some prearranged point, not only was she going to let me fuck her, but let me cum inside her as well. For now, however, I had to settle for the possibility of being allowed to fuck her without coming. It was near 8 o’clock now, and after the two of them got dressed, we headed out to dinner. After a few minutes deciding where, we hopped into Brandt’s car, since he knew a decent place just outside of town. With Brandt driving, Laura and I sat in the back. It was on the way to get dinner that Laura surprised me with the real reason for our weekend getaway. “Do you still want to have me bred by another man?” she asked. My balls twitched when I heard that. “I’d do that for you, let another man plant his seed inside of me,” Laura leaned over and nibbled my ear. I was in ...

... shock. “Would you like that?” she asked in a near whisper. “Would you like to have another man’s child growing inside of me?” I was dumbfounded. I tried to say something, but nothing came out. I’ve wanted to have my wife bred by another man for years, but she’s always shot me down. Even when we were playing with others, she was always on birth control, so there was a very low risk of pregnancy. But for more than ten years now, we haven’t even had a threesome. The last time we did, she was drunk, and it was with an old friend we hadn’t seen or been with in ages. And now she’s asking me if I want to watch her be bred by a stranger. Of course I did. I just couldn’t get my mouth to form the words. Since I was speechless, Laura directed her question to Brandt. “Hey, Brandt,” she called out. “Would you be interested in breeding me for my husband?” “Oh, yeah!” Brandt replied. “That’s what I’m here for, darlin’.” I finally snapped out of my shock, sort of. “Uh, sure… I mean, yes I want to… are you sure?” “Well, we’re here,” she said. “And I’ve planned this weekend just for me to get bred by another man while you watch, so, yeah,” she continued, “I’m sure.” I still was in disbelief. We have three children, all of them adults now with our youngest being twenty-one. So adamant had she been about not wanting anymore children, she had me get snipped, and that was about fifteen years ago. And before that she’d been on Norplant, which had worked very well as birth control. And now, seemingly ...