Free swingers lifestyle stories. I'm a slut wife when I'm in the mood

It's best if I tell you a little about me so you can understand this story. I'm in my early forties and very fit. I consider my body type as voluptuous with long legs and a pretty face. I work hard to keep my body in trim. I'm still turning heads. My husband is very handsome and in excellent shape and a few years older than I. I know how to keep him happy and dominate him in the bedroom our sex life is superb and we'll try just about anything once and, if it's good, we'll even do it again. I haven't told anyone about this sexual adventure we had a few months ago - it's a classic and I know many of you have thought of this but for whatever reason kept it locked away in your to-do fantasy list.

My husband is adventurous and enjoys risk; I on the other hand am very ethical and conservative for the most part. However periodically I get hyper-horny and will try anything - honestly I feel like a lustful man trapped in this female body. And when one of his fantasies is introduced during my hyper-horny cycle - look out! Charlie (my husband) took me shopping. I know when he does this that he's trying to buy my affection so that I will reward him with sexual favours (I've trained him well hehe) so after buying everything on my wish list I asked him to pick something out for me to fashion tonight because we were going out on the town. I whispered in his ear, "I'll wear anything you want". He has great taste in clothes but crosses that line with cheap and tacky when he's horny. In other words he likes me a little on the tarty side. I got my nails done and hair styled and took full advantage of his finances.

Later that night -
I walk into the bar with a short black skirt, heels and a sheer see-through black sleeveless top. Underneath I'm wearing a tight see-through latex body slip and absolutely no underwear of any kind. Men are so easy and I knew the women would hate me and the men would lust. I felt sensual and exotic to a point of pornographic with my new attire but as long as my man is happy... I was getting wet thinking about sex and thirsting for something between my legs. Charlie was proud of me and paraded me like he won a prize and I was the reward so I played the role to a tee. He gets aroused when other men lust after me and I knew he would love to see me get fucked by a stranger in the heat of passion but only when he's obsessed with lust and I'm a horny nymphomaniac slut.

We sat across from one another at the table and my black skirt barely covered my legs exposing my naked thighs so I crossed my legs and elevated my breasts in a straight posture. After a few drinks the alcohol was taking it's affect on the both of us since we didn't normally drink much. I noticed the bulge in Charlie's trousers and that he was prepared to jeopardize all his morals for this erotic fantasy. The daring thought of his untamed talks made me wet while remembering him sharing one fantasy after another. I noticed the man sitting behind Charlie couldn't take his eyes off me and watched diligently every move I made. I felt naughty so I taunted him a little while flirting with my husband by widening my legs to feel the bar breeze caress my swollen vulva. I was so wet! His reaction was driving me crazy and now Charlie knew what I was doing and he said, "Do you like teasing other men as much as I enjoy watching?" I replied, "He's been staring at me since we sat down so I thought I would give him something to dream about because what I have is only for you babe". And I reached under the table to stroke my husband's erection with a dirty sensual smile. Charlie said, "Rub your pussy with the tip of your fingers and give me a taste". I closed my eyes and followed his instructions the sensation was overwhelming and heavenly, I could almost scream! I opened my eyes to watch Charlie suck my fingers. I brought both legs together and tightened my posture feeling the sensation of an orgasm building. In the worse way I wanted Charlie's cock in my mouth - I love to wrap my tongue around his thick cock.

I noticed my voyeur was alone and dominated by my performance. I told my husband who suggested I should reward him for his perseverance. "What do you suggest I do?" I replied. He said, "Surprise me you slut". Being called a slut caused me to shiver with a tingling sensation. I was ready to fulfill all his fantasies. All I could think of was cock - I needed cock and I was so hyper-horny! My eyes locked onto to the voyeur as I walked slowly over to his chair. I stood in front of him without saying a word. The voyeur touched my leg and slid his hand slowly up - up - up to my inner thigh and turned to caress the back of my arse with the palm of his hand. I was frozen and closed my eyes with a gentle moan. I was in ecstasy and he slowly moved around my pussy without making contact - I could of cried and hungered for the touch. I looked over and Charlie smiled with approval so I reached down to grab his bulge and gave him a kiss on the mouth. His hand elevated to my wet pussy (finally!) and I descended and locked his hand on my pussy by clamping my legs together. My body rushed with excitement; I had never done anything like this in my life but the risk was overwhelming making me out of control with lust. I didn't care what Charlie was doing I wanted this man inside of me - NOW. I cried softly in his ear, "Fuck me - please fuck me." He said, "Let's go get a room". I asked him to wait. I went back to Charlie and asked if he would come too?



All three of us entered the room together and immediately Charlie took his trousers off in the chair and stroked his cock. "Come and suck this babe". I slowly and teasingly strolled over to him licking my lips and down on him I went with my mouth wide open devouring his erection as I have done so many times before. I was thinking how delicious it was when suddenly I felt the stranger's hands on my arse lifting up what was left of my short black skirt covering my arse. I could hear him unzip his pants and suddenly he was guiding his hard cock right into my unadulterated pussy. I could feel the throbbing head of his cock in my pussy and I lost complete control. The thought of two cocks in me at once was exhilarating! I moaned and cried with pleasure listening to Charlie telling the stranger what a good lover I was and how sweet my pussy tasted. Instructing him to fuck me harder deeper and faster. Calling me names while I was lost in this lustful passionate adventure. I suddenly felt an explosion of hot juices in my cunt and then in my mouth! I was soaked at both ends of my body - but the taste was fantastic! I slurped every drop of hot cum and the stranger removed his cock from my cunt. I turned and thanked him asking him to leave his number on the table. He said, "Anytime Lady - just call and I'll be back in a heartbeat - that's one helluva wife you got there." He left the room and Charlie and I continued on all night fucking each other until daybreak. But we have never discussed the evening since that night. But I often look at the number just waiting for Charlie's instructions... I never even got his name? I always get wet at the very thought of the evening we had. At least now I know what I want for my birthday.

I hope you enjoyed reading about it as much as I've just enjoyed writing it... I'm now off to sort myself out!