A business to Amsterdam, so decided to take my wife also, only her budget fare to pay for, as my double room was paid for. The meetings were on Thursday & Friday, so we decided to stay on for the weekend, us paying for the xtra night or two. So while I was at work, Sally would do the touring around in this delightful city, & we decided that weâd love to re visit it soon, as the place was great.
On Friday evening, after work, we headed off for a drink & a meal. Now you know how itâs like, when you spot someone NOT in their usual habitat, & so it wasâ-at the bar, I swear I spotted someone I knewâ-I kinda looked at him, puzzledâhe smiled at me, nodded & I said, âI know you!â. He replied, laughingly, âNo you donâtâ-youâve probably seen me in a porn film!â And then it clickedâ-he was very recognisable, as he was very blond, & you donât (some would say, very unfortunately) see studs like that in porn films. I apologised, but he just laughed, & handed me a card of his. At the table, my wife asked me who he wasâ-I lied, saying he was from our Amsterdam office, but didnât know him, hence the card. My wife mumbled, âMmm, heâs dishy!â
Back on the plane home, I confessed to lying, telling Sally as to who âMarcâ (not real name) really was. Back home, we googled sites where he may be seen, & for sureâ-impressive he was, my wife almost openly admiring his Nordic looks. I reminded her that weâd agreed to revisit Amsterdam, adding, maybe we could look up Marc. Sally was indignant, âIâm NOT making a porn DVDâ she hissed. âNoââ, I added, âBut youâd LOVE to have it off with him, wouldnât you, but without the camera?â. Her âblushing embarrassmentâ was proof enough. We then saw a few more films featuring this stud,
& Sally had an observation, saying âI like the fact that he French kisses the ladiesâ.
And so we planned another trip there, the implication being that my wife would be serviced by this blond porn star! I contacted Marc, stating our intentionsâ-not only was he receptive, he insisted we stay at his flat, which he said was just a few miles away from the city centre. I also told him weâd watched his videos, & that my wife was impressed! So our trip was fixed.
Marc met us at the airport, & drove us back to his flat. No embarrassment at all. implicitly all 3 of us knew that visiting as art galleries & museums was NOT the main reason for our trip. When in the toilet, I told Marc that Sally was specially impressed by the many French kissing shots in his videos, adding that that brought romance & intimacy in the proceedings. Marc reassured me that he was heavily into French kissingâ-indeed he said that this Italian cuckold couple, the husband would masturbate just watching them French kissing! I should add here that Sally is a very attractive blonde herself, slim, with long legs, which she specially âdisplaysâ when in her incredible high heels.
When Sally returned, twas more than just a loo visitâ-shed touched up her make up, specially another helping of loud vulgar lipstick, plus wearing her 6:inch heels. For sure she looked a slut, having had a fair bit of wine on the flight, she was pretty uninhibited. Marc, a âgentleman studâ, stood up saying, âYou look beautifulâ, & maybe on cue taking her in his arms, whispering, âYou like French kissing, donât you? So do Iâ. Inevitably my cuckoldry began with that blond man putting his tongue into them mouth of my blonde wife. She accepted it, & began sucking on it. I watched in awe as he did a tongue job on my wifeâs mouth! When they broke, I had an idea; I suggested that he put on a DVD featuring him. My wife giggled, as he said he had one, a compilation of many of his performances. And so it was. Seated close together on the couch, the show began. A few seconds later, she turned her head, & locked her mouth into his for a nice long slow French kiss. Naturally as chose to watch them, & NOT the TV screen. I suggested to them that they should undress. No second invitation was needed. There they wereâmy lovely 30 year old wife, naked, but for her high heels, in front of this blond hunk, this porn star, who was to add my wife to the list of his many conquests. They French kissed named, & then it was âstud worshipâ, as she slowly kissed down his neck, his strong smooth chest, until she was sweetly knelt before him, both her knees on the deep carpet, her lips stretched around his Dutch dong, as she began doing the classic âlove dance of the headâ. Me? I was also doing a âlove danceâ, but of the fist! Finally, she got up, & he led her to the couch. Spreading her legs, the stud placed his head between her legs, & repaid the compliment, applying his experienced mouth to her most intimate part, with her writhing with lust & delight. I knew not where to look, as she ran her painted fingers all through his hair. Should I admire his exquisite tongue work, or should I gaze at the look of unbridled lust on my wifeâs face, as she was being licked off. After giving her a few orgasms, Marc raised himself, & immediately put his tongue into my wifeâs mouth, as she sucked on his tongue covered with her love juices. Said my tart wife, âLOVE tasting my juices from off your tongue!â.
And then they did it. I watched in awe as that Dutch dick entered my wifeâs wet vagina. ââMy love couchâ he called it, as many of his conquests were witnessed there. They fucked like animals, totally wild & inhibited. It was almost primitive. He flattered my wife by suggesting she act in his next DVD, as she was soo good! So was HE, judging by the orgasms that heâd given her.
I suppose his professionalism was evident when he asked, WHER sheâd like him to com of, âGive me a facial, come in my mouthâI want what you give all the other ladiesâ And so it was, as the stud pointed his monster at he mouth; she opened her mouth, & I had the thrill of watching this blond god spend his rich ejaculate ALL over my wifeâs face, lips, & in her mouth. Awesome! I helped tidy up, & then showering etc, the two of us went into town to visit a museum & an art galleryâenjoyable for sure, but NOTHING like what had happened on the love couch.
We got back a couple of hours later, phoning him that we were on our way back. Weâd taken the spare key, so when we were inside, Marc called outâhe was in his bedroom, totally naked, would you believe, lying in bed, sporting his trade mark erection, which he gently rubbed, urging Sally, âCome, you English slut, come let me fuck you in front of your cuckold husbandâ. Sally smiled, undressed herself, put on her high heels, & joined her lover in bed. It was torrid, but with so so much tender & loving kissing, cuckold kissing, where the husband was a mere spectator.
We spent a week in Amsterdam, visiting many many art galleries & museumsâ-but for us both, the best was what Marc had to offerâ-the amount of his rich semen sheâd taken in that week was incalculable, as every ejaculation of his was incredibly copious. The above was in September just gone. Weâre planning another trip, in spring, NOT to admire the âtulips from Amsterdamâ, but to admire âthe blond stud from Amsterdamâ.
Can anyone blame us?
FUCK MY WIFE!
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