I'm Indian, married to an English girl. The problem is that I have 2 left feet, & can't dance one bit! Anne my wife on the other hand LOVES dancing, & is very good at it. She had been to classes, & could have even become a professional dancer. Naturally the talk of dancing ALWAYS came up in our home. I know that Indian dancing CAN be sensual, the body movements, the expressive eyes etc, but western dancing is even MORE so--- the main reason is that as far as I know there is NO touching in Indian dancing, whereas in western dancing, a close dance is when the female can feel the male hard on pressing against her thighs, when after a few minutes together, their heads come together, & their mouths invariably lock together in a really good french kiss. So lovely! MANY MANY were the times, as a teenager, I would visit clubs & stood by the dance floor watching young couples, almost always white, close dancing, & then snogging away so beautifully. Invariably watching this caused me to get erect, resulting in a visit to the toilet for a nice wank! And being a non dancer (apart from anything else I am extremely self-conscious if I ever had to dance), I was never a participant, always a voyeur!
Then something happened a couple of months back. My wife & I were invited to a smart club by a friend of hers, who is a member. I naturally wouldn't dance, so the 2 girls went onto the floor to shake about--- Anne's friend too is a keen dancer. But naturally when slow smoochy music started, I expected them to come back & sit by me. Her friend did--- Anne did not, as a tall young blond chap sort of moved in, & I saw my wife & him dancing together! CLOSE as well. They were on the edge of the dance floor, & I walked up--- he had his back to me, & I caught Anne's eye, & smiled at her, signifying my not disapproving! I knew that his hard on was pressing against her thighs,like I used to see in the old days & I recall Anne telling me that as a teenager, not just her, but all her friends as well found it exciting feeling the "male cock pressing" on slow dancing. They were sort of swaying to the music, cheek to cheek, with her looking at me intently over his broad shoulders. A couple of minutes of good eye contact, & then the inevitable happened-- their heads moved away, & then I watched in awe as they slowly put their mouths together. Her head moved round & round as did his blond head, their tongues presumably also dancing in each others'
hot mouths! I was a bit jealous, but too turned on, like my teenage visits to clubs where I the non-dancer was obliged to take up a similiar position! Their kiss just went on & on & on. When they finally broke, she once more had her cheek against his, & her looking over his shoulder once more, STRAIGHT at me. Her look was saying, "HOW good it was, HOW much she was enjoying it". Now her friend joined them on the floor, with another guy, & believe me, within a few minutes, they TOO were "dance french kissing"! But I was looking at my wife & her new dancing partner! Once again after looking at me deeply, they once more went off kissing, the same, a nice long slow french kiss. And this sequence went on & on & on---each time they broke their snog she would look at me deeply, perhaps telling me "your fault for being a non dancer!"
At times they would look deeply into each other's eyes, whispering to one another, their mouths maybe just a couple of inches from each other's mouth! And then they would put their mouths together again! They must have kissed maybe 5 times, & been on the floor for 15 minutes, the entire time that this slow music was on. Sadly, the loud wild music was back on, & reluctantly, hand in hand, Anne & her new male friend made their way to our table. But it didn't stop there. She introduced this handsome blond guy as Stuart, & there did not seem any reaction when she introduced me as "Ramesh, my husband". I found out later that whilst dancing she had whispered to Stuart that she was with her husband who COULDN'T & WOULDN'T dance! That apparantly gave Stuart the green light!
But it didn't stop there. Anne got onto Stuart's lap, & with me sat just next to them, they just carried on their kissing. I discreetly began feeling myself up, through my trousers, under cover of the table, watching my brunettee wife sucking on that blond guy's busy tongue! Then there was another session of slow music. Once more, hand in hand Anne & Stuart made their way onto the dance floor, & it was a repeat performane, ALMOST exactly the same. The only variation being that this time, there was a time when Anne had her back to me, & Stuart was facing me--- he did the same--- looking at me over my wife's shoulders, & then slowly bringing his mouth down onto hers--- & then after their deep kiss, looking at me again, in a sort of triumphalist way, that he was seducing my missus, that I was to be cuckolded!
Anyway, Anne asked Stuart over to our place--- her friend teasingly told me I was to be a cuckold because I did not dance! At home it was the same. Anne put on the VERY same music that they first danced to, the music they first kissed to. 10 minutes of this with dimmed lights, & then my REALL cuckoldry began. Lookin at each other, they slowly undressed themselves before me. Anne kept her high heels on for her lover-to-be. Fully naked, his cock SO big & fat & white at full erection. Then they did the unspeakable, they played the SAME music again, but this time they danced, & french kissed naked. It was SO hot, I too had to do the natural thing, right in front of them, slowly of course. I noticed his HUGE cock between her legs, it's HUGE pink knob emerging from under her arse-- SO big was it. They french kissed naked SO beautifully, & for SO long. Anne later told me that doing this had ALWAAYS been her ultimate fantasy,& ideally with someone who looked like blond Stuart!She found his looks extremely attractive.
The rest was normal cuckoldry-- I was humiliated by the sexuality of this blond god, the way that he fucked my wife in front of me, the way Anne KEPT orgasming on his blond love rod,the way she would be knelt before him, his hands on his hips, arrogant, & with his blue eyes looking STRAIGHT at me with my wife's hot mouth, covered in loud lip stick, working away on his dong! There's no real point in describing thier hot sex sessions, the theme of this posting being the "power of the dance", which I think I have described to the best of my ability!
Stuart is now a regular stud, & visits Anne maybe twice a week, & ALWAYS, but ALWAYS, their sessions start with first "dance kissing" fully clothed, & then "dance kissing" naked! Anne loves it, as mentioned above, it had always been her ULTIMATE sexual fantasy, & she likes Stuart's handsome blond looks. She has never been happier, having found her dance partner, who laso happens to be her "love partner"-- maybe I should have learnt to dance, but if I had I would probably never have become a cuckold!
Are there others out there who LOVE dancing, & which then caused their cuckold life style to start?
FUCK MY WIFE!
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