Wife fucks 3 guys blindfolded and takes triple facial / Amateur Hotwife
Title: “My Wife’s**”Unbelievable Blindfolded Bukkake Gangbang**
It was supposed to be a quiet night in. I had poured myself a stiff drink, kicked my feet up on the coffee table, and was about to settle in for an evening of Netflix and chill, when my wife Sarah sauntered into the living room. She was dressed to the nines in a skin-tight red dress that hugged her curves and a pair of black stilettos that made her already long legs look miles longer.
“Where do you think you’re going dressed like that?” I asked incredulously. “We were supposed to have date night tomorrow.”
Sarah just smirked at me and leaned down, giving me a perfect view of her ample cleavage. “Oh honey, I didn’t tell you? I have…plans tonight. Special plans. And you’re invited to watch.”
Before I could ask what the hell she was talking about, Sarah grabbed my hand and practically dragged me to the car. She drove us to an unfamiliar house in a swanky part of town, parked out front, and led me inside. As soon as we crossed the threshold, I knew exactly where we were – and what was about to go down.
There were at least a dozen guys milling about, most of them wearing nothing but bathrobes. The distinct musk of sweat and sex permeated the air. In the middle of it all was the most enormous mattress I’d ever seen, piled high with pillows and covered in crisp black sheets.
Sarah turned to me with a mischievous grin. “Surprise, baby. Your wife is about to be the star of a cum dump bukkake gangbang.”
I gulped, hard. “Sarah, I don’t know about this. What if someone recognizes you? What if-”
She cut me off with a fierce kiss. “Trust me, babe. This is what I want. More than anything. Watching the woman you love take on three huge cocks and swallow their loads? The biggest fucking rush.”
My reservations melted away. How could I deny my wife her deepest, dirtiest fantasy? I nodded shakily and Sarah rewarded me with another kiss before heading over to the makeshift orgy bed on indecently swaying hips.
The guys swarmed around her, clothes flying everywhere. They manhandled my wife, pinning her down and ripping that expensive dress to shreds until she was bare except for her red-soled heels. And then, right before my eyes, they tore into her, cocks pistoning in and out of her holes with abandon.
Sarah was like a woman possessed, writhing and moaning wantonly as the trio of studs ravaged her. I stood there, my own cock painfully hard in my pants, and watched, transfixed. My wife looked glorious – a pinup centerfold come to life, her lips stretched wide around a thickness gagging her, her back arched as a second cock pounded her pussy, drool running down her chin and tears of pleasure down her face.
They flipped her over, ass in the air, and began to spit roast her. That sweet, tight cunt of hers that I’d spent years perfecting clenching and rippling around dicks that were easily twice my size. Her throat bulged obscenely as she tried her damnedest to swallow every inch. The wet, filthy sounds of her defilement filled the room.
I couldn’t take much more – I had to touch myself or I was going to explode on the spot. Reaching down, I unzipped my fly and pulled out my achingly hard dick. It wasn’t as impressive as the monsters Sarah was being stretched around, but I worked it with abandon, moaning.
The guys picked up the pace then, rutting into my wife like wild animals. Sarah’s face was a mask of ecstasy, eyes glazed and vacant. Her mouth was going in and out, but I knew from experience that the distressed choking and sputtering sounds she was making meant she was in heaven.
Without warning, the first one came. He shouted his release, hips jerking erratically as he emptied himself down Sarah’s worshipping throat with a letter-throated roar. Sarah swallowed it all, coughing and gagging, but she never stopped sucking, urging the rest on.
The next two followed moments later, pulling out just in time to paint my wife’s face with their thick, pungent seed. Sarah orgasmed at the first splash of hot cum on her cheeks, her cunt clamping down on the cocks still pounding into her as she came again and again, overwhelmed.
When it was over, my beautiful wife was a fucked-out, jizz-covered mess that sagged bonelessly between the three satisfied men. They pulled out, cocks dripping with her juices, and I stepped forward to help her to her feet.
Sarah sagged against me, cum-splattered face nuzzling my neck, and mumbled, “Fucked in the face by three studs and creamed like the cum dump I am. Call me the luckiest married slut in the city.”
I just laughed breathlessly and pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose. “You really are something else, you know that? Come on, let’s get you home. I’ve got my own load to finish inside you.”
Sarah grinned wickedly and let me lead her out, not even bothering to clean off or get dressed. The entire ride home I kept my eyes on the road while my wife fingered herself and jerked off the men splattered across her face, already narrating episode two.
It wasn’t the date night we’d planned, but it was sure as hell the kind of night I’d never forget. My hotwife had a new favorite kink now, one she couldn’t wait to indulge again. I was going to have to buy stock in a more sturdy bed and a case of tissues.
They say that sex is just a physical act. But when you watch the love of your life (and the keeper of your house and kids) get gangbanged and glazed in front of you, very intimately, it feels so much deeper and more… embracing, like a relationship achieved whole new levels of deeper connection and even more intimacy.
She took my complete permission, trust and savored the absolute core features of her blissful biggest peasant fantasy, and I shared her biggest fantasy with her in the flesh and ended up being able to observe the roses behind reality – it had to be love, and our love deeper, greater, more vivid than ever before – as lovers.
