My Wife S Night Out Short Story

It is a busy nightclub, loud and dark. Most people there are looking for a casual hookup, and my wife is no exception.

She has had just enough to drink to calm any nerves and lose her inhibitions.

Tonight she has danced with quite a few guys, seeking out the ones who are attracted to a larger lady. She has been flirty with them and rubbed her big ass and fat belly against their bodies on the dark, smoky dance floor as the music pulses around them. She has done this because she wants to feel their hard cocks pushing against her. My wife isn't interested in the average, she is looking for someone special.

Eventually, she finds one that feels massive, rock hard against her as she presses in to let him kiss her neck and grope her ass. At least eight inches, she thinks. Much bigger than her husband. He seems to like what she is offering, and my wife is feeling horny.

"Let's go outside for a bit," she whispers into his ear as she runs her hand along the outline of the long, hard shaft in his pants.

Behind the bar, they find a secluded alley, and the two disappear out of sight into the darkness. They embrace, and she kisses him desperately while undoing his belt and tries to release the cock she has chosen, she hasn't brought him out here for a make-out session. He kisses her back while groping her large breasts, pulling her skirt up to rub his hands over her tiny thong knickers, feeling the heat and wetness from her pussy through the thin fabric.

As soon as she frees his cock from his underpants, she grips his long, meaty shaft with both hands, mentally measuring him and feeling delighted that her fingers can barely reach around his girth.

She drops to her knees and takes the large head between her lips, savouring the smell and taste of a new cock, enjoying the feel of it on her tongue, the way she has to stretch her mouth to fit it in.

He is delighted with the hot married BBW he has pulled; clearly, she isn't interested in romance; she just wants sex. She wants to be used, and he wants to use her. He steadies himself before he runs his hands through her hair. Taking two fistfuls, he firmly grips her head and pulls her towards him so he has control. He holds her in place as he feeds inch after inch of hard, thick cock into her mouth until he feels the tightness of her throat and a nose pressing against his body. As he slowly pulls his cock back out and pushes the whole length in again, he knows he has hit the jackpot tonight.

He fucks her face forcefully for several minutes, enjoying the sensations. Wondering to himself why a husband would let such a dirty bitch out on her own, then laughing to himself that she probably wouldn't let her husband fuck her throat.

My wife is loving the feeling of being used like a whore, coating his cock in thick saliva, and she is frantically rubbing her pussy, knickers pulled to one side, ready for more.

She pulls back and stands up, pulling her dress and bra down to reveal her large, heavy breasts with the key to her husband's chastity cage hanging on a long silver chain. She closes her eyes and moans as the stranger grabs two handfuls of soft flesh and pinches her erect nipples hard. "Please fuck me," she almost begs.

She is bent at the waist, hands against the wall to steady herself as he pushes the head of his massive member into her tight married cunt.

He pushes and grinds until he is as deep as she can take him, then he grips a handful of hair and starts to fuck her. Hard, fast, and deep. She is gasping and groaning with the intensity of his fucking, and she tries to spread her legs wider and push her pussy towards him to take as much cock inside her as possible.

Her fat tits are swaying back and forward, and the chastity key is swinging between them as she shudders loudly through an orgasm.

He grunts and floods her pussy with his hot seed, then he pulls his thick cock out of her cheating used cunt.

He smacks her hard across her exposed ass cheek, then pulls up his pants and walks away without a word.

My wife pulls her knickers back into place and rearranges her skirt, bra, and top. She leaves her key out on full display.

"I think I'm ready to go home now," she says, and I step out of the shadows where I have been watching. She kisses me hard on the lips and cuddles against me. "That was fucking hot," she tells me.

"I can't wait till you eat his cum out of me," she declares, and as she says this, she slips two fingers under her skirt and into her used hole, scooping some of their juices and then pushing her fingers into my mouth.

"I wish you could fuck me like that," she laughs.