
05-31-2023, 09:49 AM
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Originally Posted by Smackdab81
I’m gonna put that story on pause for now and describe a bit how we got to this point. Emma and I started dating and out of the gates the sex was amazing. She also had a tendency to show off her sexiness when we were around friends. Low cut shirts and short skirts, revealing bikinis at pool parties, Halloween costumes that left my guy friends drooling. More than once did she cause a fight between couples we were friends with because the girl caught their boyfriend checking her out.
Point being, it wasn’t a super slow drawn out journey to her really getting kinky, having a “third” in bed, or that kind of stuff. I’d say it was fairly normal that our friends tended to party a bit hard and between drinking games and other activities we were all pretty aware of each others bodies. But for some reason the girls always thought less of it. Being naked was “funny” rather than “hot”.
One situation that changed that vibe was when we were in the city for Halloween. That year we went as a ancient Roman couple. Plastic gold helmets and small toga like robes. Emma had her tits hiked up and the bottoms of her cheeks made several appearances as she wore a thong. We opted to get a room thinking that the group would all go back and crash there only there was some girl drama and before I knew it, Emma and I were alone in the hotel at only 9pm. I was clearly disappointed and she apologized. She was drunk but sobering up. We ended up all over each other and ripping off our costumes and fucking like crazy for the better part of an hour.
Feeling less annoyed I suggested we go to a bar near the hotel and Emma agreed. As we got back into costume Emma could not find her thong. I asked her if she would make things up to me for spoiling the night by skipping it. “Are you kidding? This yoga thing is tiny. I’ll be showing everyone my pussy and ass.” I shrugged and she said “fine!” I felt a lump in my throat. Getting naked at night with friends is one thing but would she really end up exposed to strangers?
Turns out not much. Not really clearly anyway. I was hoping to get a clear view of guys reacting to her shaved pussy on display but no luck. Some people definitely saw but nothing really clear. So after an hour back to the room we went. Suddenly getting hit by a second or third wind of energy we got quite lively. She was dancing and lifting her toga, showing me her ass and pussy.
An idea popped into my head. I said we needed more champagne and I’d call the front desk and asked if she’d answer the door as she was and try to give the bellhop a peek. She was drunk and laughing and basically immediately agreed so I ordered it up. Suddenly the butterflies must’ve hit her because she kept asking how she should do it. I tried to calm her and said just hike the skirt up so it’s as short as can be and lean over the bed to get your purse to tip. This seemed to click for her.
The doorbell rang and she opened the door. The bellhop was probably in his thirties and he was huge. A real muscular pro wrestling looking guy. Suddenly a flare of jealousy popped into my head. I had anticipated a scrawny little old bellhop but here was a pretty good looking guy and I happened to know Emma was a sucker for muscles. His eyes definitely popped as she turned and strolled toward the bed. His eyes followed her without a care that I was clearly her boyfriend in a matching costume. I guess the confidence that comes with being able to beat anyone up overrides any decency. But I didn’t really mind. I had asked for this.
She glanced to me and made a sort of “oh my god” expression and I smiled. She leaned over the bed and to her surprise it wasn’t far enough. The purse was still out of reach. She placed a knee on the bed and reached far to grab it. At this point her legs were apart and not only would he be seeing her pretty bald pussy staring at him, but her butthole would be exposed clearly.
I got the vibe he was definitely onto us but obviously wasn’t complaining. Emma pulled a ten and slid it to him and sat on the bed. He thanked us and exited giving one last look over his shoulder as he shut the door.
We both burst into laughter but my heart was racing. “I didn’t know they were gonna send The Rock up here”. She exclaimed “I know! He was huge!” We chatted a bit about it and I prodded her for how it made her feel. She admitted it was really arousing and that she could feel her pussy get wet as she leaned over feeling his gaze glued to her ass as she did. “I could almost feel him in me as he eye fucked me” This was a comment I hadn’t expected. Nor would I have expected such a comment to make my cock fully erect under my toga.
Needless to say we fucked again. Mid sex, I asked if she thought he was hot. She said he was too big but probably a good fuck. These comments were driving me wild. We finished and crashed. Exhausted from the night. This was probably a 8 or so months before the story I shared above. There was a good several months of games and dares and showing her off before it ever went as far as it did with James. Or any of the other people we invited to be our “third”. There aren’t many but I’d love to chronicle them here if there’s continued interest.
Back to the James story next chance I get.
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Thanks for the backstory. Emma seems so hot. A model for all wives to follow. Can’t wait for next chapter of Emma and James with his big cock.
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