1 - At The Club
This story started in a club. I and my husband decided to go out to drink some beers and dance a little bit in a club called Backdoor, here in Sweden. It is not our type of music that plays there, but there is a stage where they play hip-hop that we enjoy more than the EDM that plays in the other one. And it was there where we met the Swedish guy for the first time in person.
I knew him before on Instagram. When I moved here to Sweden I followed him there because I thought he was a really hot man. And as soon as he started talking to me, I started showing a bit more of me. At first, just normal pics and then I started sending him dirty ones.
My dick, my ass and everything I could. Because I like to show myself to other men and he was the kind of I always liked. I remember my dick getting harder just talking to him.
We were there dancing and it was almost time for the club to close when I saw him. At first, I thought that he was just similar to Instagram's one, but then I saw him staring at me and I realized it was him. He was there with a friend (that was as hot as him).
It was in the toilet where we said hi to each other. I was outside waiting for my husband when he came to me.
"Hey, do you remember me?", he asked.
"Of course, how could I not?", I replied, feeling my dick growing in my pants.
That was always his power on me. I think I've never told him that before. My cock always replied like that when I was talking to him on Instagram.
His friend was inside the toilet too, so we stand there, waiting for them to come out. A day later my husband told me that he was there looking at the friend dick. And that it was a HUGE cock, the shape I like.
"So, any plans for tonight?"
"Nah. Just chilling here and after home to sleep", I replied, thinking that maybe that question had a second meaning. Maybe he was waiting for some invitation or whatever.
If it was only me and I was not married, I would have invited him there ad that time. He and his friend to come along with me and fuck me hard. But marriage has that, you can't take decisions on your own.
"Oh, nice. I am staying in a hotel here. Probably I will go there to sleep too."
Then the other two just appeared there and interrupted our conversation.
"Hey. This is a friend I've met on Instagram. And this is my husband.", I presented them. They shake hands and smiled at each other.
"And this is a friend of mine. We used to fuck in the past, but now we are just friends."
We smiled at each other and then left, each one to one side of the club. But in the end, we were always at the same stage, because I think they prefer that kind of music too.
Or because the hot man was planning something.
They were there, dancing next to us almost all the time.
I've pushed my husband next to me and whispered in his ear:
"That one with flower Shirt I've met on Instagram. I've sent some nudes to him. What do you think about him?"
He looked at him and smiled.
"Ah, the guy from the toilet. He is hot. Do you want to sit on him?"
"Yep. I would love to taste his dick."
"So go there and ask him if he wants to come over with us."
I was happy and felt my dick hard inside my pants, just imagining him banging me when I was on my four. But I was not that drunk, and as much as it can look that I am a whore, I am kind of shy to take the first step on things. But once it is done, I change. The power of a dick.
I went to the bar to grab two more beers for us and then I became kind of sad.
I saw them leaving the stage. I looked at my cellphone to check the hour. Almost 5 am. The club was going to close in 15 minutes. So for sure, they were going home.
"Ok, not today I will have that cock inside me," I thought.
I came back to my husband with the beers.
"Looks like your man went home without us," he said.
"Yep. Looks like you will need to bang me because I am as horny as fuck now."
"You know that is not I problem to me. I will make you sleep wide open," he said, grabbing my butt with his hands.
But we were surprised when the guy came back in our direction, alone.
"Hey."
"Hey. We thought you went home without saying goodbye," I said, smiling.
"Of course not. My friend went home and I decided to come back."
We started dancing next to each other.
And then the alcohol spoke and we started kissing.
We three in the middle of the club, dancing and kissing. Dancing and kissing.
I could feel my husband's and the guy's cock hard on their pants.
What made me get hard too.
"Should we go to your place?" he asked.
I looked to my husband that agreed with his head.
"Yep. Let's go."
2 - AT OUR APARTMENT
We left the club and took a taxi. We were drunk, but I didn't want to stop drinking. And here in Sweden, we have a huge problem with buying drinks in no common hours. In Brazil, you can find it everywhere, especially on gas stations.
But not here. If you want good drinks here, with more alcohol and that doesn't taste like water, you need to buy from a place called Systembolaget. But I was lucky I had bought some beers a day ago. So I would not need to stop drinking at all. And I could enjoy my two men while drinking my beer.
We took some minutes from the club to our house. But once we arrived, I guided them upstairs. I opened the door and then the magic started.
"What is your name, by the way? It is not there on Instagram."
"It is Owe."
"Ok Owe, feel at home. I am going to smoke a cigarette outside and I will come back. You too can start without me."
And he did as I said. He started undressing and in seconds he was there, naked and handsome, with his hard cock wearing a cock ring.
Damn, that was so fucking hot. I wanted to kneel and start sucking him right there, but I just smiled and went to the balcony to smoke. I would have the whole night to suck that thick dick.
And here I have a parenthesis. I didn't say yet, but I love to show myself to others. To be an exhibitionist. Especially on Twitter and Instagram. This day I just took off my clothing in went outside to smoke. Naked.
I think no one saw it because I didn't receive any complaint about it.
And it was good to feel the wind in my body while I was there, looking into the blue sky and thinking about how I love my husband and how I love when we do this kind of stuff together. I think it is how things should be with everyone. Who enjoys the same food all the time? We need to try other things. Better when both of us want it too.
I went back inside and I saw them there in the bed, sucking each other dicks. I got excited at that moment. My dick went from down to up in less than a second. But I went to the kitchen to grab some beer.
"Anyone wants a beer?"
"No."
"No."
Ok, better this way. More for mee.
It was time. With a beer in hands and a hard dick, I joined them.
I've put the beer in the bed table and then I went down there, where I found two dicks waiting for me. They looked at me and smile.
"Go suck, boy. We know you love it."
Yes, I always loved that … now the dicks by itself, but the sensation to be used by them. To serve them. To make them happy and satisfied.
I started sucking our new friend while I jerked off my husband. I looked to them and they are still staring at me.
"Yeah, look at us. Do your job and keep looking."
I did as they commanded.
Then my husband grabbed my hair and pulled it behind, slapping my face with his hand.
"Fucking whore, do you love it, right? You love to feel like you are a little slut?"
"Yes, sir. I love to serve you."
"Yeah? Then keep sucking our friend's dick. I don't want him to think I don't know how to treat a visitor in our house. Show him how do you serve him."
I obeyed like a good servant. As a good slave.
When he was satisfied with me sucking him, he turned me back. He understood that I could be used how he wanted to.
He put me on my four and started slapping my ass.
"Do you want me to spank you?"
"Yes sir, please. If that would make you happy, please."
"Good boy, then ask for it."
"Spank me, sir. I've been a very bad boy. I deserve some punishment."
And so he did it. I started feeling my ass becoming hot when they stopped that.
"You have a good little bitch here, you know?" he said to my husband.
"Yeah, he was well trained. Do you want to fuck him with some toys?"
"Of course. Bring it here."
My husband went to our room where he keeps my toys and brought two big dildos with him.
"You can put this first and then this one after. He can handle it. He is greedy."
The Swedish man got the toys and the lub and then started putting the liquid in my as.
I started moaning at the same time I felt his finger in my asshole.
"Do you like it, right?"
"Yes sir, I love it."
Then he started putting some fingers inside me, to open the way. After some seconds I felt the toy entering.
"You can go harder. He will handle it."
I felt the toy enter all in and I screamed.
"Shut up, your fag." my husband said, and I obeyed. My dick was hard and when I felt the toy all inside me, my cum went out from my dick and met the sheet.
The man took off the toy and put it again.
Took off.
Put in.
Took off.
Put in.
I felt my ass was huge already because the toy was thicker then big. The way I love.
"It is time to put the other one." my husband commanded.
He took the toy, put the lub again and like the first time, he put all at once inside me.
I started moaning a lot because I was really, really horny. And be there, on my for, with two handsome and hot men using me, was like heaven.
"You can fuck him now."
The men smiled. He took a condom from the wallet and put it on his dick. Without using anything, he put his cock inside me.
A warm, thick and awesome cock.
I moaned.
My husband slept my face and then he put three fingers inside my mouth.
"Suck it, bitch. Suck it like if it was a dick."
I did as he ordered.
Then I felt he coming inside me. Inside the condom, to be more precise.
He took the condom off and then he said:
"Drink it. I want you to feel my juicy."
And I did it.
He and my husband switched places and it was his time to fuck me while the Swedish man gives me his dick to suck. He put it so deep that it was almost impossible to breathe. But I was brave and I didn't complain. I kept it inside my mouth until my husband came.
Then my husband went to his room and took my chastity belt.
"It's not your day to cum, your bitch. Not go to sleep. We will drink some beer and talk."
When I wake up, the man was gone.
And all that was left was the memories from this amazing night.
When I moved to Sweden, I've met this handsome guy on Instagram. We just traded some text and Nudes for some days, but we never met in person...
… Until the day I had a surprise when I met him at a club where me and my husband went to dance and enjoy the night.
I didn't think that in that day I would finally feel he inside me. Come with me to this another adventure, where me and my husband met the Swedish guy in person for the first time.