This is my first story; I wrote it for my wife as for probably the last 20 years, she has been my unwitting partner in crime in exploring my sexual fantasies. Whether it's searching for performers on Pornhub who look like her or imagining her as the female protagonist in an erotic story, she has been a constant companion.
I thought I owed her the opportunity to join me for one.
The below may be rubbish, but it is my attempt to write a fantasy that I think she'd enjoy at least in parts :) and ticks a few of my boxes....
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It was a hot night on our honeymoon in Mexico; my wife Jane and I were out for dinner after a day visiting Chichen Itza. She was wearing a yellow summer dress, her skin had a bronze tan from all her sunbathing, and her blonde hair was even more golden in the restaurant's lights. Sitting there, she was the picture of perfection.
The entire honeymoon I had been intoxicated by her beauty, struggling to think of much else aside from ripping her panties off and getting access to her tight pussy. Luckily Jane had willingly let me savage her daily, but it had dawned on perhaps she was using me, specifically my tongue and cock. Anyhow, I'm getting ahead of myself.
We finished dinner and thanked the waiter, but, not wanting the evening to end just then, I asked if he knew somewhere we could go for a late-night drink. He said he knew the perfect place with a smile and wrote directions down on a napkin. On leaving the restaurant, we took a bit of a "shortcut" but finally found the doorway to the club underneath a glowing red neon sign.
Having paid our entrance fee, which included a couple of drinks, we found a comfy spot at the bar. The free drink turned out to be a green cocktail made from local tequila, fruit juice, and "special" herbs. It had a slightly medicinal taste but was nonetheless pleasant. As the drinks slid down, we talked to the bar staff, explaining it was our honeymoon and how much we were enjoying Mexico.
The club was filling up, but people seemed to congregate at the door to a second room just off the main bar. Deciding to explore what was going on, we followed people in and saw it was an auditorium with a small stage and sizeable red curtain. The room could hold about 50 people, but it had already filled up, and there were only two spare seats right at the front by the stage. Looking at Jane, I nervously smile, grab her hand and lead her to the front.
Eventually, the red curtains slide back, revealing a couch with a woman and a man kissing. A voice on the microphone announces the couple as being Carlito and Lola. The woman, Lola, stands up and lets her dress slip from her shoulders. She reveals her pert breasts and athletic body. Carlito has also stripped down. His chest and shoulders are like a bodybuilder; his legs are like tree trunks, and his arms are like steel. In just his briefs, his cock is barely by the thin cotton.
Kneeling in front of Carlito, Lola fishes his cock out and begins to suck it. Soon hard, his cock had become thick, long, with a single prominent vein pulsing along the length. Lola has her hand wrapped around the base with at least a few inches still showing and is sloppily kissing the large purple head. I look at Jane to say maybe we should go, but she stares in awe at what is happening.
Carlito wraps his hand in Lola's brunette hair and growls as she begins fluttering her tongue on the underside of his cock while applying some form of lube and massaging his balls. Standing to her feet, she kisses him, and he lifts her into the air. She wraps her legs around him and reaches down for the huge cock. She moves the head to the entrance of her pussy and slowly lowers onto him. They don't rush. He works her up and down, letting her take inch by inch of his cock until she is impaled on the monster. They don't move for a moment, and we can see they are just enjoying being together. A drum beat begins behind the stage; slowly, he matches its pace gliding the woman up and down his cock. With her arms wrapped around his neck, she holds on as his muscles flex, and he begins to sweat. We can see his cock sliding in and out, the smell of sex has reached us, but it's the rhythmic sound of his huge balls slapping her ass that is hypnotic. The drum beat has increased, sweat and bodily fluids are dripping from the pair as they keep time.
Lola stares into Carlito's eyes, whispers something to him, and they begin moving to a new position, now lying over the arm of the couch. Carlito places himself between Lola's spread legs and slides in his cock. After not much time, Lola raises her head back and cries out in orgasm, but Carlito mercilessly continues pumping until we see his balls suddenly tighten.
We can see blast after blast going down his cock into Lola's stretched pussy. We see cum squeeze out and drip onto the couch even before he stops. Then finally, to be in no doubt, as he pulls out, a river of cum escapes flooding the sofa, much to the crowd's enjoyment. Bowing, the two depart the stage, and the curtain falls.
Our jaws are hanging aghast; I've never seen anything like it, but the drinks are now taking effect, and as I lean across and kiss Jane, she kisses back hard, pushing her tongue into my mouth. It seems like we're about to explode with lust, and when one of the barmaids arrives with two more drinks, she grabs her arm and asks if there is somewhere private, we can go. The barmaid nods and leads us through a side door.
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We find ourselves now on stage behind the red curtain. In the middle of the stage, the couch has been replaced by a circular bed. The barmaid whispers to one of the stagehands and then turns to us, pointing at the bed. This wasn't what we were thinking, but whether it was the drinks, the heat from the night, or what we had just watched, we walked over to the bed. As we begin kissing each other and pulling our clothes off, we hear the crowd being told they have a special treat tonight, and with that, the curtain raises.
The stage lights are hot, and we can hear the crowd. Jane stands facing the audience as I kiss her neck and squeeze her breasts. We still have our underwear on, she in a white bra and thong, me in some boxers. As I kiss her neck and collar bone, she pushes back against me, feeling the outline of my hard cock. My tongue is licking her neck and ears, I undo Jane's bra and then my hands reach for her thong. The material is transparent where her juices have seeped through, and the blonde hair of her landing strip has darkened. I grab the sides of her thong and peel it off her wet pussy; feeling the cool air hit her pussy she shivers.
Now standing nude, the crowd can see her beautiful tan lines that created small white triangles over her breasts and pussy. Jane's pink nipples are erect, and I can see she has goosebumps on her arms. The whistles and cheers grab her attention. Looking past the stage lights, she can see the front row where people are staring back. Knowing they are staring at her nakedness both excites and scares her.
Jane's breathing is hard, and she is as sexually excited as I've ever seen her. She turns, asks me to sit on the bed, then confidently struts to the edge of the stage. Leaning over the lights, she takes a drink right out of a patron's hand in the front row. Gulping it down, she throws her head back, stretching her body out, so everyone can see her beautiful breasts, tight abs, and taut muscles. (For Real - My wife is fucking hot, I'm a fortunate guy.)