2 men fuck a German wife in the swinger club without a condom

Title: A Night to Remember – German MILF Takes on Two Generous Lovers at the Swinger Club

The moment he walked into the swinger club, she eyes locked immediately. The busty, blonde German MILF, her ample curves barely contained in a slinky red dress, sauntered over, a seductive grin playing on her glossy lips. “Hey stud,” she purred, running a perfectly manicured nail down his chest. “I’m assumptions, but I think we’re both here for the same thing.” Her eyes flickered down to his crotch, where a growing bulge was visible.

He chuckled, his hand finding the small of her back, pulling her close. “Is that so? And what exactly do you think I’m here for?” His fingers dipped lower, cupping the round globes of her ass, kneading the firm flesh through the thin fabric of her dress.

She bit her lip, grinding subtly against him. “I think you’re here to show this married German wife a very good time. To use me however you see fit.” Her hand dropped to his belt, deftly unbuckling it. “And I think you’re here without a condom. Raw and uninhibited, just the way I like it.”

He smirked, pulling her flush against him, letting her feel every hard inch of his desire. “You’re a naughty little minx, aren’t you? I like that in a woman.” His lips found hers in a hungry kiss, his tongue delving into the sweet recesses of her mouth, tasting, plundering.

She melted into him, moaned softly into his mouth, her tongue dancing with his in a sensual, erotic tango. When they finally broke apart, both were panting, arousal thrumming through their veins. She glanced around the dimly lit room, at the moans and gasps of passion echoing from various dark corners. “Not here,” she breathed. “I have somewhere more private in mind.”

Tugging his hand, she led him through the club, past writhing bodies and groping hands to a room in the back. It was plush and decadent, dominated by a huge round bed covered in scarlet silk. She wasted no time, turning to him and slowly, seductively, stripping off her dress. It fell to the floor to reveal heavy, full breasts scarcely contained in a lacy bra and a matching thong that left little to the imagination.

“I want you,” she whispered, pressing herself against him once more. “Now. No more games.” Her hand cupped his cock through his pants, squeezing and stroking, coaxing him to full hardness.

In response, he practically tore off his shirt, buttons flying everywhere. His mouth crashed against hers with bruising force, his hands roaming every curve and dip of her body. Shoving her onto the bed, he climbed atop her, his weight pressing her into the soft mattress. “You want me?” he growled, yanking her thong aside and burying a finger knuckle-deep in her soaked cunt. “You want my big, hard cock filling this tight little pussy?”

“Yes,” she hissed, arching into his touch, her hips rolling to meet his thrusting hand. “I need it. Give it to me. Make me forget my husband, make me scream your name.”

With a feral grin, he ripped open his fly, his heavy erection springing free. Without preamble, he notched the broad head at her entrance and thrust forward in one hard stroke, sinking to the hilt in her hot, clutching sheath. “Fuck,” he groaned, reveling in her tightness, the way her walls tugged at his cock. “God, you’re so fucking tight. sucking me in.”

She gasped, eyes rolling back as he filled her completely. “Oh god, yes,” she wailed, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Unff, don’t stop.”

He needed no further encouragement, setting a punishing pace, driving into her again and again, his hips slapping against hers. The obscene sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, along with their grunts and cries and the bed creaking under their passion. He could feel her tighten around him, hear her breathy moans growing louder, know she was close.

“I’m going to cum,” she panted, clinging to him, hips arching to meet every plunge of his rigid cock. “Don’t pull out. Fill me. Give me your hot load when I cum.”

With a shuddering groan, she came hard, her cunt clamping down around him like a vice, rippling along his shaft as he continued to thrust frantically through her climax. The sensation pushed him over the edge and with a roar, he buried himself as deep as possible and let go, emptying his balls inside her, marking her as his in the most primal way.

They collapsed together, limbs entwined, chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath. “That was amazing,” she gasped, tracing idle patterns on his sweat-sheened chest. “And you came in me. No condom. I feel so full of you.”

He grinned, kissed her forehead. “You’re welcome. And believe me, the night is still young. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” He slipped a stray hand between her thighs and stroked through the sticky mess of their combined releases. “And once we’re done, you’ll be dripping with my cum, the proof of the best fuck of your life.”

Her eyes sparkled with mischief and lust. “Promises, promises. I’ll believe it when I see it, stud.” She rolled on top of him, straddling his hips, his semi-hard cock nestled between her breasts. “But for now…” She grasped his shaft and began to stroke, licking her lips. “Lets see about round two, shall we? This time, I’m riding you.” She winked and lowered her head, taking him into the welcoming heat of her mouth, starting the cycle again.