Dance With Gina

Again I offered Gina my hand, but this time there was no subtlety as I watched her get out of the booth. She afforded me a much better glimpse of her cunt this time. Legs spread further for a longer time interval caused my cock to throb, especially since I knew I was going to be touching that hot pussy very soon and fucking it within an hour.

The small, dark dance floor was more crowded, and since we danced right in front of you, nobody sitting at the bar was able to see what I was doing to your wife. Too many dancers intervened. The row of booths next to yours were all temporarily empty as well, although drinks and purses on the tables provided evidence that they would again be filled when their users tired of dancing. Of course any of the dancers could have caught on, in which case your eyes would not have provided the only eyewitness accounts to her partial infidelity.

I danced directly in front of your table, and there were times when you could have reached out to touch your wife we got so close. As soon as she stood, I pulled her tight against my cock, and I insured it was centered on her cunt. She turned her face to me clearly expecting the French kiss I was happy to provide. I danced us into a position where you could see me feel her right tit with my left hand while still dancing. I tried to conceal it from everybody else, and I looked toward the rest of the dancers to see if any of them were onto us. Only one of the wives I had already fucked was intently watching, and when I smiled at her she winked back.

Even before the first song was over, I slid the spaghetti strap down her right arm far enough to completely uncover her tit, then I squeezed and pinched her nipples in a way that left her tit almost totally visible to your gaze. Gina's moans were clearly audible to you, because I could see your facial features respond every time she verbalized her pleasure. I had been waiting for something, and when it came I quit kissing your wife.

"Gina, your tits are perfect. I'm going to let some other men see them."

Her eyes, which had been closed to facilitate better concentration on her own pleasure, popped open. "Ooohh god. Who?"

"There are two guys at the end of the booths. They already know I'm feeling you up. Look at them when I turn you. Let them know you know they can see your tit."

As I turned your wife just a bit, I moved my hand away and backed up enough so your tit was as visible as possible in the relatively dark room. I looked down at it as I stood back to let you and two other guys see it as clearly as the soft lighting would permit. I was stunned. Gina's tits are firm, tanned, and have the classic perfect tit shape. Definitely C cup. No sag. As I viewed it in profile it had a slightly rounded shape on the underside, but nearly a straight line from near her neck to her nipple on the upperside. No stretch marks. No wrinkles. No hair. Her aureole had to be at least an inch across, with perfect nipples centered on them. And what nipples—at least as big around as my ring finger, and nearly as long as the distance from the end of my fuck finger to its first knuckle.

I was so thrilled that I probably let her stand on exhibit way too long. Her eyes never left the guys watching her and her arousal was evident. A fully engorged nipple accentuated her one visible tit, which rose and fell increasingly rapidly matching her accelerated breath rate. When I pulled her back into a dancing position to kiss her, she melted into me and the pure passion in the moan she made was undeniable.

"I'm going to finger fuck you now. Don't come until I say you can. Look at Andy when my fingers first go in your cunt. Let him know how much you like this."

Again I moved a little to the side so your view would be perfect. Gina's tit was still uncovered, and I reached down with my left hand to grab the hem of her skirt. As I lifted it, I noticed the two guys hadn't moved an inch. There was a definite fervor in their expressions, but Gina was looking at you. I moved against Gina with my right hip so her dress would stay up enough for you to see what I was doing. With the fuck finger of my left hand, I began to slowly and smoothly finger fuck the cunt of your wife.

"Let him know, Gina." I loved whispering instructions to her. You could see I was saying something to your wife, but you couldn't hear it.

"Ooohh god ooohhh Andy. It feels so good." She whispered just loud enough for you to hear, although the two guys watching probably heard her moan.

"Gina, look at those guys again. I'm going to turn you so they can see your cunt." I looked around to see if any of the dancers were watching. I could see three men who knew. It was getting too public, but I wanted to see what Gina would do. I turned her and took my hand away so they could see her bald cunt.

"Oooohhh god I can't believe this."

"I'm going to finger fuck you again."

"Ooohhh ooohhh my god ooohhh." It was definitely loud enough for Andy and the two young well-dressed guys to hear. She hunched my fingers as she stared at her audience. Her hips rotated as if they were on ball bearings.

"Lets go sit down." I danced her over to your booth. She casually lifted her strap to recover her tit, then slid in next to you. I followed her, and before she was settled I had my finger back in her cunt. You appeared hypnotized by the slow rhythmic penetrations.

I whispered in Gina's ear so softly that you couldn't hear. "You like it, don't you?"

"Ooohh god ooohh yes." You could hear her just fine.

"Tell Andy what I'm doing, Gina." Again a whisper

"Ooohh honey he's finger fucking me." You of course already knew it, but just to stir the pot I lifted Gina's ass off the seat enough to raise her dress to her waist.

"Where are my fingers, Gina?" All whispers.

"In my cunt….ooohh god I'm so turned on." I looked at your eyes. They never left my fingers stroking your wife's very wet pussy.

"You like letting guys see you when you're turned on, don't you?"

"Mmmmm god ooohhh yessss. I love it."

"Tell Andy what you love. He can't hear me."

Ooohhhh god ooooohhh honey I love being felt up in front of you…oohhh god I love being watched when I'm turned on."

"Tell Andy about those guys at the end of the booths".

"Oooohhh god honey those two men saw Kirk finger fuck me."

I saw you quickly look around at them. I knew you had already seen Gina looking at them when I showed them her tits. You were definitely not mad. The fire in your eyes was not the fire from anger, but rather from lust. It was a look I knew well. I looked around to see if there were any more in our audience. It had grown, and at least six or seven were on to us.

"You've never been this turned on, have you?"

"Ooohhh god never. My cunt is on fire."

"Are you ready to come?"

"Oooohhh god I've never been more ready."

"I want to fuck you. Ask Andy". I removed my fingers from her pussy.

Her moan of surrender was also a moan of sorrow. She was ready to come, and her wrenching gasp left no doubt that she was ready. I waited for a few seconds, but finally I had to whisper again.

"Gina?"

"Oooohh god Andy. Kirk wants to fuck me."

You looked at me. I put my fingers back in Gina's cunt. "Why should I let you fuck my wife?"

"Because you love her Andy. I will fuck her well. She will derive intense pleasure from the way that my cock will stroke her cunt. My cock is large and hard and long lasting, so it is a wonderful present to give your wife. You can see she wants me." Her soft moans coincided with each gentle stroke of the two fingers I had in her cunt. Her eyes were closed, and the expression in her face revealed the pleasure she felt as we bargained over her cunt.

Before you had a chance to give the consent I was sure would be forthcoming, I continued.

"But there is another reason you should let me fuck her Andy. That reason is your pleasure. You are welcome to watch my hard cock enter her very wet cunt. After I have filled it with my come, you will be incredibly aroused when you stick your cock in her cunt. You'll never slide in so smoothly or so easily. The feeling you'll both have when you fuck her after she has already been well fucked will surpass any you've ever had."

"Umm. Not here". Your reasoning was gone. Of course I wasn't going to fuck her inside my favorite lounge. But I knew she was mine.

"No. Not here. My limousine is outside." I waited for an answer. The battle raged inside you and your guilt had at least forced a pause. Your guilt had been dealt several crushing blows by your lust, but apparently your psyche didn't think the war was over.

I wasn't willing to wait for the consent I knew you would eventually give, so I looked you in the eye and asked rhetorically, "Andy, you're as hard as I am, aren't you?"

You dropped your eyes and nodded your assent.

"You know what Gina wants, don't you?"

Your eyes were focused on her cunt being penetrated so rhythmically by my fingers. Her soft moans continued to adorn our conversation. Your head never rose to look at me, but you again nodded.

"Ask her."

"Gina?"

"Yeessss honey oohhh god yesss."

You looked up and the consent was visible in your eyes. I slid out of the booth and offered Gina my hand for the third time. As she slid toward me, I could see her dress was still pulled up so her bare ass was sliding on the seat. I looked around and most of the men on the dance floor saw her bald cunt for an instant before she stood. I was rock hard, you were rock hard, and Gina was not doing much to keep her dress down as we walked toward the exit of the Inwood Lounge. You caught us just at the door, and I looked back as we exited. Gina's two voyeurs were right behind us. They had seen the last of Gina.

Tom, my driver, had the back door open even before we reached the car. "Tom, meet Andy". They shook hands.

"And this gorgeous girl is Andy's wife, Gina."

Gina gave him more that a little peck on the cheek. She was so drunk with lust that I think she would have been willing to let Tom continue what I had started.

"Gina, in the car please." It was the first time I had spoken to her with any bite in my tone, but I wanted her to understand that Tom was not a part of her adventure. Her response was appropriately contrite.

"Would you fix Andy a drink please, Tom? What would you like Andy?"

"Chivas. Neat".

"Of course, sir." Tom had to enter the back of the limousine with us.

"Andy, if you'll sit right here, Gina and I will fuck on the wide seat here in the back. Tom, when you've fixed Andy's drink please drive us slowly through residential neighborhoods." Tom was quite experienced at this game, and once in awhile he got to participate. Tonight was not one of those nights. His eyes never left Gina as he fixed your drink, and the disappointment in his eyes was clear when he gave you your scotch. I knew his eyes would be on the rear view mirror more than the road.

"Lay down and spread your legs, Gina. Show me your cunt."

Her eyes never left mine as she almost did a 180-degree split. The interior lighting was not Las Vegas bright, but there was plenty of light to see Gina's baby smooth cunt. I could see up inside an inch or two, and she was very, very wet everywhere around and inside her superb cunt. The vaginal lips were red and engorged, and her clit was outside its protective sheath by at least half an inch.

I sat beside her and began the dance all human races know. Kissing, fondling aroused tits and finger fucking were quickly repeated. I loved the passion in her moans, and there could be no doubt the sounds of her arousal signified intense pleasure. Then I began using my mouth in new areas for this seduction. Her nipples were exceedingly sensitive, and contractions in her cunt while I sucked her tits may have indicated an orgasm, although she didn't admit to one. However, there was no doubt she had two orgasms when I licked, sucked, kissed, bit, and ate her cunt. Her clit was so sensitive she reacted involuntarily each time I sucked it in one exact way, and I enjoyed making her clench whenever I wanted. I loved watching her eyes—they periodically went from focused on you, with all the love they could transmit, to unfocused and glassy, to closed, to focused on me, and the cycle repeated. Severe muscle contractions, wonderfully passionate admissions and confessions of pleasure, and exhortations for more accompanied each of her orgasms. Oral love to your wife was extremely stimulating for her, and my arousal was so acute that I worried about exploding in my pants before I ever got to fuck her.

I looked down at her as I undressed, and when I was nude I stood for a second to let her realize what size cock was going to be inside her cunt in a very short time. This also afforded you the chance to see my cock, and I could see in your eyes that my cock also pleased you. I knew you had no personal interest in it other than to provide your wife with the present of a nice cock.

Gina's head and shoulders rested against the back of the plush seat and her feet rested on the floor. I ate her in the same position, and I decided to fuck her without moving her around. She could see her cunt easily, you could see what I was doing to her, and the carpet was plush enough to be easy on my knees. I moved up further between her widely spread legs, but rather than push into her cunt immediately, I teased her clit with my hard cock. By alternately tensing and then relaxing the right muscles, I was able to diddle her clit with the head of my cock. We could all see my cockhead repeatedly moving back and forth over your wife's clit. It was the only part of my body touching any part of hers. I would like to brag that the orgasm induced in your beautiful wife with this technique was something special, but the truth is that I believe anything touching her cunt would have done it at the time.

The only difficulty in using this foreplay on Gina was that she didn't want it. She kept trying to pull my cock into her cunt so I could fuck her properly, even as she was coming down from her third climax since we entered the car. Her moans, sighs, and pleas added to everyone's arousal, including her own. I finally leaned into her after I placed my hands on the seat on each side of her gorgeous tits. I wanted our union to be fully visible to your gleaming eyes so the only place our bodies contacted was at our fully aroused genitals. I looked down and saw an incredibly erotic sight.

My cock is not extremely long, but it is far out on the bell curve in thickness. I was convinced her cunt had never been entered by a cock so fat, but fortunately her wetness and my precum finally enabled my cockhead to pop inside. Her moan as I penetrated the first inch was half pain, half relief. There wasn't any pleasure in it. I began a short, gentle stroking to stretch her past the pain into the pleasure, and it was obvious when she reached that threshold. When I was halfway in, Gina grabbed my ass and pulled me into her the rest of the way with one passionate yank. I fucked her smoothly, slowly, and deeply while French kissing her tenderly.
I wanted you to hear my instructions to your wife, and as I could feel her getting close, I said, "Look at Andy when you come. Let him see how much you like being fucked by my cock."

She looked at you and the love in her eyes was shiningly obvious. She tried to maintain strong eye contact with you as she came, but her eyes rolled back in her head as she concentrated on her own pleasure. It probably wouldn't have happened anyway because you had a tough time looking away from my cock entering over and over into her tight and very wet cunt. Her fourth orgasm of the day triggered my own, and her moans and confessions of pure ecstasy intensified my own incredibly powerful spasms. The extent of the foreplay, both in time and in exposure, induced an unbelievably pulverizing orgasm, and the contractions were so pronounced that I crossed the threshold from pleasure to pain a few times. I finally understood how some people get addicted to pain.
Her cunt was filled to overflowing, and as soon as I softened and removed my cock, you immediately entered her. Your excitement was at such a high level that you couldn't last, but you hardly softened between your first orgasm and the climb toward your second. By the time you reached your second orgasm, she had her fifth and most intense orgasm of the night. She held my hand fondly the entire time you fucked her, but clasped it strongly while she came so powerfully. The sights, sounds, smells, and touch of your wife while she fucked stiffened my cock again, but they also evoked something unexpected—emotion. It scared me.

I fixed the three of us a drink and we relaxed fully naked as Tom continued to smoothly cruise the residential streets. I relaxed as much as I could with a cock that wouldn't soften. You had already seen it anyway and I wasn't going to let you see I was nervous. I watched you look at each other, and your eyes reflected the depth of your love. I believed at that moment that your marriage was strengthened by our adventure, and I had no guilt about the incredible pleasure I received by fucking your beautiful wife.
I could see Gina would be more than willing to continue our night, and your eyes indicated you would like it to continue also. I thought to myself that I wasn't so sure you would want it to continue if you knew my feelings, and because of my own fear of them I asked Tom to drive you to your car. You nodded. I could see disappointment in Gina's eyes as you both dressed.

I closed my eyes and fought myself, but I finally looked at you. "Andy, can I buy Gina's dress? I would like to have something to remember her by."

Again the hesitation. Finally a nod. I counted out and handed you ten Ben Franklins. Gina removed her dress and handed it to me. I neatly hung it up on a hanger and looked at her again. She watched my eyes caress her, and I could almost feel her legs spread due to my willing it so.

Tom asked directions to your car when we got back to the Inwood Lounge. Gina and I were naked when you got out of the limo. The realization that I didn't want this night to end yet hit me powerfully. As Gina passed by me, I brought her hand to my steel-hard cock. I lovingly cupped her ears and lowered her mouth to my cock. I knew I'd blow in nothing flat, and I looked at you while she sucked me.

"Andy, I need a little more of your gorgeous wife's time."

You stepped back into the car and closed the door. Gina went wild on my cock, and her eyes looked at me with nearly the same adoration she had saved for you all night. What a rush that was, and the come boiled through my system into her anxiously waiting mouth. My eyes weren't focused on anything while I was transported to this heaven, but when I looked down at her, she was still focused on my eyes. She opened her mouth and let me see my load before she swallowed. Her face didn't reveal anything but pleasure from this submissive act, and I reacted powerfully.

"Andy?"

"Yes?" It was your first quick answer all night. You smiled because you saw the battle in my mind, and you realized our roles were reversed. Mine was not between guilt and lust, but rather between emotion and lust. You didn't know what my battle was, but you recognized the signs of internal conflict as easily as I did. I had always been the strongest advocate of lust, but I wasn't so sure anymore. I think you recognized that lust was in my battle, just as it had been in yours. I hesitated. The game would be heading into new territory if I asked the question. The feelings I had for your wife were not all centered in my cock.

I looked at Gina. She was smiling as she returned my gaze. I think she knew what was coming. You waited patiently. You are a grown man, a successful adult, so I knew you could handle whatever happened. I realized I liked you, and that insight did it.