Hot Drunk Sex With Friend’s Slutty Wife

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Hey all, this is my second real story here. About me, I am a married guy of 31 years. I am very happy with my married life apart from the sex with my wife.

To be very honest, I feel like sex doesn’t have too much to do with the happiness quotient in a successful marriage.

From my experience, I feel that a couple might be extremely happy with their married life and the kinkiness or the desire to get laid depends entirely on a person’s need for it. And with age, the hormones or the will to have sex gradually fade away with each passing day.

I am 6 feet with an athletic build and doing well in my job. I do have a transferable and a traveling job which gives me enough time and space to venture out with the right people to indulge in my fetishes and kinkiness. I have been sexually active and kinky ever since I lost my virginity at 18 years and looking to go leaps and bounds ahead.

Not wasting time, I shall move ahead with my experience of taming my friend’s wife who had always been in sight.

The woman in this experience is the wife of a very good friend of mine. I distinctly remember attending their wedding where I set my eyes on that dusky bitch with her eyes smeared with mascara and wondering how will my friend ravish her on the first night.

It has been 5 years to that and ever since, I had been following my friend’s sexy wife on Insta and Facebook and imagining her to be between my legs and doing all those nasty things that her husband would be doing to her.

An occasional hi/hello to her on Insta and casual chatting with her led me to believe that probably her marriage was lacking also the same thing as mine. One fortunate night, I was pretty drunk and thought I will just ping my friend’s hot wife and have some casual fun and try my luck.

As destiny would have played it, the right things proceeded in the right direction and I was able to gain her trust where she casually opened up about missing her old pre-marriage days and hinted that her sexual desires were quite left under the sky. It was then that things started to work in my favor and we started talking about our fantasies and fetishes.

I also hinted to her that I was lusting her since the time I saw her first and thinking of ways how I would bed her down, rip apart her wedding clothes and fuck her like a bitch. I was quite surprised by her reaction when she said that she too had me in her thoughts.

Coming to the day of the incident, it was in May when my friend’s wife was traveling to Kolkata for work. We had decided to meet but the option of sex had not yet been spoken about. I was quite apprehensive about the whole thing as I did not want to spoil things between us leading to bad blood.

We met for drinks in Taj Bengal. She was wearing a black open slit dress as I had told her during her chats that how I would want to feel her thunder things over her skin. She was wearing an open deep-cut blouse with a tiny mangalsutra, revealing her sluttiness.

My first thought of her after seeing her like that was, she was between my legs and her face all around my dick with her eyes pleading to gag her mouth!

In an hour, the drinks were playing its effects and the thought of taking things further ahead came to my mind. I casually placed my hands on my friend’s wife’s naked thighs and grabbed a considerable part of her flesh. Her eyes had a smirk on her face, giving a green signal to my intentions.

The inner devil of me had unleashed and I started to explore further and make the bitch submit to me for the night. I started my actions and started playing with her legs and proceeded toward her inner thighs while rubbing her clitoris occasionally.

I must admit here that rubbing a married woman with her acceptance in a dimly lit bar in public was giving a different level of excitement for both of us. I wanted to relish this experience and get that slut of her from within.

I could see the desperation in my friend’s wife’s eyes for me to take command over her. I could sense the wetness in her panties and I was occasionally putting my hands in her mouth to feel her wetness. She was trying to touch over my trousers but I held her hand firmly and whispered in her ears that if she wants it, she has to bloody well earn it!

I ordered my friend’s wife to go to the restroom, take out her panties and hand it over to me. She without a doubt left her table to do the honors and while coming back, the excitement in her was evidently visible.

I decided to play with her even more for all the waiting I had undergone in the last couple of years. I made her call her husband on a video while I had two fingers in her pussy. While I was speaking to my friend, his wife was licking my fingers like a dirty slut asking and begging for more!

Without a word being spoken, we left the bar for our room. While we were in the lift, my hands did not stop from exploring my buddy’s sexy wife’s ass and pussy underneath her panty-less dress.

After we entered the room, I pushed her across the wall, took out my belt, and tied it across her neck. She, acting like a bitch knelt in front of me with the belt in her mouth. She kind of was enjoying this humiliation and had fully submitted to all my nasty and dirty ideas yet to come in the night ahead.

I pulled the leash on her neck and made her walk all across the room on her fours. I settled down on the couch, adjacent to the windows while this married dusky beauty was kneeling down like a bitch in front of me with her mangalsutra hanging on her neck.

I then started rolling a joint while I asked her to remove my shoes without using her hands. I saw her struggling with it and her occasional use of hands lead to getting slaps on her face.

I then asked my friend’s wife o strip herself out of her clothes, leaving just a bra with her mangalsutra hanging. She took her position back and took my feet and started rubbing on her face. (Thinking of the scenario where a dusky married bitch who is married to my friend with only her bra in front of me while me smoking a joint looking at the skyline gives me goosebumps every single time!)

As I was done smoking, I held her face and pushed it right under my crotch. Without giving any ounce of mercy, I pushed it deep inside my crotch. I took out my underwear, pushed it inside her mouth, and started slapping her face with my dick and bare hands. I was calling my friend’s wife all kinds of nasty things.

Author’s note:

How things moved ahead with the night and further ahead shall be covered in the successive parts. I am an amateur sex story writer and please ignore the writing style and grammatical errors.

Feel free to comment/talk at hangouts at [email protected]

I do not intend to prove the authenticity of this story. So, please donโ€™t ask for names, pics, or numbers. Genuine and interested females may get along if the frequency or vibe matches. Privacy is of utmost priority and shall be respected at all costs.

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