Kimthemilf in topic Hotwife
So I got asked on a PM about a time I was in Amsterdam but I’ve decided to share it with you all, it’s not the entire story but you can probably imagine the rest and I’ve ran out of time, let me know if you enjoy it there’s plenty more of my exploits I’d love to share with you all.
On the first night my husband and I headed out for some food and then to a few bars until we ended up in one bar that was pretty busy but top heavy with guys rather than girls. We were both drunk by this stage and feeling free and horny so, decided to have a little play and see what we could get up too.
As we sat at our table sipping our drinks we looked around the groups of guys and discussed who we thought would be up for being a bit naughty. Generally we find that groups of guys are a better target for our games, as they jeer each other on and there’s a bit of bravado involved rather than just thinking they are about to be scammed or robbed or something sinister like that.
We decided on a group of four guys that were talking loudly about the red light district and as we listened to their conversation I knew they were horny and that they were heading there after they’d finished their drinks. Reaching under the table and up my very slutty, and needlessly short skirt, I pulled my knickers down and shuffled in my seat so as not to make it too obvious what I was doing to everyone else before stepping out of them and leaving them on the floor.
Leaning over to my husband I whispered in his ear “look after these for me I’ll be back in a minute” and pointed to my knickers under the table, his eyes widened with obvious delight and he reached down scrunched them up and put them in his pocket giving me a little wink as I stood shuffled my skirt down a little and made my way to the space at the bar directly next to the group of lads.
As I approached I could see one of them checking me out and so I put a little bit of wiggle in my walk and gave him a wry smile.
At the bar I ordered a drink and then rested my arm on the top and turned my body towards the guys, the guy that had been checking me out offered to pay for my drink but I declined and thanked him and then started to chat. “I couldn’t help overhear your conversation you were having, it sounds like you’ve got a good night planned?” Notably embarrassed but knowing they had been caught they reluctantly nodded in agreement and then proceeded to make excuses like “oh jack here hasn’t had sex in over a year” and then laughing to disguise the fact that actually they were just going to go and fuck hookers. I held up my hand and dismissed the comment saying “hey I’m not judging you guys, in fact I’d love to live here, it’s like my dream job”. They laughed like I was joking “I’m being serious, what’s not to like, you get to dressed up every day and entice guys to come and have sex with you! Then they pay you for the privilege, sounds good to me!” Again they laughed but this time the look on their faces changed as if they were judging me to see if I was genuine or not. The conversation got hotter from that point and they pushed the boundaries with tongue in cheek flattery like “you’d make a lot of money“ and “well I’d definitely pay to fuck you”. It was the last comment that I decided to speed things up a little “oh I wouldn’t charge good looking guys like you, at least not this evening anyway” their faces were a picture and they knew I planned to have all four of them fuck me before I’d even approached the bar.
I moved closer with my back to the bar so they were surrounding me and the rest of the patrons couldn’t see what I had planned. I put my arm around the shoulders of the guy to my left and waved the others in so they could hear me whisper “I’m not wearing any panties” and with that I turned around to face the bar and bent over slightly allowing my skirt to ride up and show the shelf of my bum whilst waving the bar man over to order another drink. I could hear some muffled chat from behind me and it was clear that they were discussing what had happened and whether or not I had given them the green light to have a little feel and see if I was telling the truth. As I gave my order to the bar man I felt the first of the wandering hands graze my inner thigh and make its way upwards, I widened my stance so he knew what I wanted and looked over my shoulder and gave him a smile as his hand reached my freshly shaven pussy, now wet with excitement as his finger glided into me.
The bar man had returned with my order and as I turned around his hand withdrew “so? was I telling the truth?” He laughed and nodded his head and then said “so what now then?” “Now” I said, “I’m going to go over to my husband and tell him you’re taking me to the ladies cubicle for a fuck” I pointed to my husband as I said it and then walked over to him.
My husband looked delighted with what he’d witnessed, I only got half way through telling him that I wanted to fuck this guy in the ladies before he stopped me and ushered me off.
I took the guy by the hand and walked towards a set of stairs that led down to the ladies “is that really your fella?” He asked “yes don’t worry, he likes it, I’m surprised this wasn’t his idea to be honest”.
We rushed into the ladies hoping to not be noticed, I pushed him in first closed the door behind me and locked it, I turned around and he was sat down looking a little nervous he said “are you sure this is ok with your husband?” I didn’t answer, I just raised my leg and placed my high heeled foot on the cistern behind his head, my skirt riding high to reveal my pussy, taking hold of the back of his head I guided his open mouth onto my aching pussy lips and grinding gently on his tongue as he lapped away at me squeezing my ass with one hand and fumbling around with his belt and buttons with the other “leave that” I said “just lick me” and with that he grabbed my other cheek, pulled me closer and sucked the hood of my swollen clit deeper into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it and sending shivers of delight like lightning through my body as I came over and over.
I took my foot down and told him to stand up as I dropped to my knees and started to undo his belt and buttons, pulling his jeans down around his ankles his rock hard cock pinging out and slapping on my face. He was a nice 7 inches long but think and really, really hard! I took him into my mouth and worked his shaft from balls to tip, taking every inch deep into my throat, my lips stretched wide over his thick length.
I could feel his knees starting to buckle and he was reaching out to the sides of the cubicle as if trying to find something to grab hold of, I knew he was about to shoot his load and as much as I wanted him inside me, I was getting off on his out of control reaction that he was clearly enjoying so much. I sucked him in hard and then pulled him out making a slurping and then a pop noise as I withdrew him from my mouth. “It’s ok don’t worry about it” I reassured him as I teased his balls with one hand and jerked him with the other, his balls twitched and his legs stiffened and tensed, I opened my mouth as wide as I could get it, stuck my tongue out and speeded up my rhythm “cum in my mouth baby” I said through gritted teeth and then opened wide again to accept the contents of his sack at full flow into my mouth, the first jet hitting the back of my throat so hard I had to put my tongue back in and swallow as the next jet hit my mouth was closed and it splashed over my lips, onto my cheek and started to dribble off of my chin, catching what I had missed with the palm of my hand and sucking it off.
He begged me to stop as I sucked him dry and swallowed the remnants of his huge load and as I stood up again he looked at me sheepishly and said “I’m really sorry” “don’t worry” I replied “there’s four of you and I’m not even nearly finished with you yet”.
On the first night my husband and I headed out for some food and then to a few bars until we ended up in one bar that was pretty busy but top heavy with guys rather than girls. We were both drunk by this stage and feeling free and horny so, decided to have a little play and see what we could get up too.
As we sat at our table sipping our drinks we looked around the groups of guys and discussed who we thought would be up for being a bit naughty. Generally we find that groups of guys are a better target for our games, as they jeer each other on and there’s a bit of bravado involved rather than just thinking they are about to be scammed or robbed or something sinister like that.
We decided on a group of four guys that were talking loudly about the red light district and as we listened to their conversation I knew they were horny and that they were heading there after they’d finished their drinks. Reaching under the table and up my very slutty, and needlessly short skirt, I pulled my knickers down and shuffled in my seat so as not to make it too obvious what I was doing to everyone else before stepping out of them and leaving them on the floor.
Leaning over to my husband I whispered in his ear “look after these for me I’ll be back in a minute” and pointed to my knickers under the table, his eyes widened with obvious delight and he reached down scrunched them up and put them in his pocket giving me a little wink as I stood shuffled my skirt down a little and made my way to the space at the bar directly next to the group of lads.
As I approached I could see one of them checking me out and so I put a little bit of wiggle in my walk and gave him a wry smile.
At the bar I ordered a drink and then rested my arm on the top and turned my body towards the guys, the guy that had been checking me out offered to pay for my drink but I declined and thanked him and then started to chat. “I couldn’t help overhear your conversation you were having, it sounds like you’ve got a good night planned?” Notably embarrassed but knowing they had been caught they reluctantly nodded in agreement and then proceeded to make excuses like “oh jack here hasn’t had sex in over a year” and then laughing to disguise the fact that actually they were just going to go and fuck hookers. I held up my hand and dismissed the comment saying “hey I’m not judging you guys, in fact I’d love to live here, it’s like my dream job”. They laughed like I was joking “I’m being serious, what’s not to like, you get to dressed up every day and entice guys to come and have sex with you! Then they pay you for the privilege, sounds good to me!” Again they laughed but this time the look on their faces changed as if they were judging me to see if I was genuine or not. The conversation got hotter from that point and they pushed the boundaries with tongue in cheek flattery like “you’d make a lot of money“ and “well I’d definitely pay to fuck you”. It was the last comment that I decided to speed things up a little “oh I wouldn’t charge good looking guys like you, at least not this evening anyway” their faces were a picture and they knew I planned to have all four of them fuck me before I’d even approached the bar.
I moved closer with my back to the bar so they were surrounding me and the rest of the patrons couldn’t see what I had planned. I put my arm around the shoulders of the guy to my left and waved the others in so they could hear me whisper “I’m not wearing any panties” and with that I turned around to face the bar and bent over slightly allowing my skirt to ride up and show the shelf of my bum whilst waving the bar man over to order another drink. I could hear some muffled chat from behind me and it was clear that they were discussing what had happened and whether or not I had given them the green light to have a little feel and see if I was telling the truth. As I gave my order to the bar man I felt the first of the wandering hands graze my inner thigh and make its way upwards, I widened my stance so he knew what I wanted and looked over my shoulder and gave him a smile as his hand reached my freshly shaven pussy, now wet with excitement as his finger glided into me.
The bar man had returned with my order and as I turned around his hand withdrew “so? was I telling the truth?” He laughed and nodded his head and then said “so what now then?” “Now” I said, “I’m going to go over to my husband and tell him you’re taking me to the ladies cubicle for a fuck” I pointed to my husband as I said it and then walked over to him.
My husband looked delighted with what he’d witnessed, I only got half way through telling him that I wanted to fuck this guy in the ladies before he stopped me and ushered me off.
I took the guy by the hand and walked towards a set of stairs that led down to the ladies “is that really your fella?” He asked “yes don’t worry, he likes it, I’m surprised this wasn’t his idea to be honest”.
We rushed into the ladies hoping to not be noticed, I pushed him in first closed the door behind me and locked it, I turned around and he was sat down looking a little nervous he said “are you sure this is ok with your husband?” I didn’t answer, I just raised my leg and placed my high heeled foot on the cistern behind his head, my skirt riding high to reveal my pussy, taking hold of the back of his head I guided his open mouth onto my aching pussy lips and grinding gently on his tongue as he lapped away at me squeezing my ass with one hand and fumbling around with his belt and buttons with the other “leave that” I said “just lick me” and with that he grabbed my other cheek, pulled me closer and sucked the hood of my swollen clit deeper into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it and sending shivers of delight like lightning through my body as I came over and over.
I took my foot down and told him to stand up as I dropped to my knees and started to undo his belt and buttons, pulling his jeans down around his ankles his rock hard cock pinging out and slapping on my face. He was a nice 7 inches long but think and really, really hard! I took him into my mouth and worked his shaft from balls to tip, taking every inch deep into my throat, my lips stretched wide over his thick length.
I could feel his knees starting to buckle and he was reaching out to the sides of the cubicle as if trying to find something to grab hold of, I knew he was about to shoot his load and as much as I wanted him inside me, I was getting off on his out of control reaction that he was clearly enjoying so much. I sucked him in hard and then pulled him out making a slurping and then a pop noise as I withdrew him from my mouth. “It’s ok don’t worry about it” I reassured him as I teased his balls with one hand and jerked him with the other, his balls twitched and his legs stiffened and tensed, I opened my mouth as wide as I could get it, stuck my tongue out and speeded up my rhythm “cum in my mouth baby” I said through gritted teeth and then opened wide again to accept the contents of his sack at full flow into my mouth, the first jet hitting the back of my throat so hard I had to put my tongue back in and swallow as the next jet hit my mouth was closed and it splashed over my lips, onto my cheek and started to dribble off of my chin, catching what I had missed with the palm of my hand and sucking it off.
He begged me to stop as I sucked him dry and swallowed the remnants of his huge load and as I stood up again he looked at me sheepishly and said “I’m really sorry” “don’t worry” I replied “there’s four of you and I’m not even nearly finished with you yet”.
