I wish something freaky happens to my wife and I on Halloween night, especially her.
I imagined her getting dressed like a sexy witch, while I wear some pop culture-type costume (maybe dress like a Batman villain character like the Joker, or Two Face), and then we’d head out to some all-night party for adults only.
There were be friends and plenty of familiar faces there. Drinks and hors d'oeuvres will get passed around. Music playing, and couples start exchanging partners, dancing and frolicking for everyone who cares to notice.
Everybody was having a great time. Lips started to loosen, and the atmosphere grew further intoxicating and seductive. Gradually, as the party continued into the night, the music changed from mid-tempo festive to a something eerily seductive and wild. The type of wild that spurred the partying crowd to quit being nice and start caressing and grabbing ass. The women were unabashedly shameless. Some hurriedly stripped naked as the party’s rhythm became grossly infectious.
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I spotted my wife across the room, sharing kisses with a black stranger. The man wore a Black Panther outfit, while my wife, being the witch that she was, succumbed to his kisses and brash caresses.
They weren’t the only frolicking couples. Others had disregarded their costumes and begun engaging in outrageous foreplay; even the couple hosting the event were actively partaking in the orgy. Couples slipped away from the living room. I followed my wife as the Black Panther figure led her upstairs, where there adequate rooms are available.
There were other couples in the room besides them. I stood near the door, beside other husbands there, all masturbating to the sex orgy happening in the room. I watched as my wife sucked Black Panther’s cock, and then some other wife—a woman I recognized—joined in, while another man fucked her from behind. Black Panther forced my wife onto her knees and ripped her costume off as he struggled to get at her pussy. My wife yelped as he rammed into her; her cries blended well with the cacophony of voices in the room.
I unzipped my fly and was masturbating frantically. Other husbands beside me were doing the same. There wasn’t much conversation between us, but we all seemed to be an agreement with what we were witnessing in the room—our wives were getting fucked before our very eyes, and we loved it!
This is how a Halloween party for couples is supposed to be.
I would say, there was not enough time to get protection. In a few months, there will be a wife, who is thinking, I notice a change in me. I know what is happening. Who do I tell first, my husband or my lover. I think I will tell my lover, he will be so excited, that our family will be getting bigger.
Some years back I got a "Slutty Witch" costume for my wife to wear at Halloween, though she'd never agree to wear it out in public. She did agree to pose for pix after the Trick or Treaters had all gone home. That's usually around 8 pm in our neighborhood. The streets were empty so she felt safe enough, posing as if she were coming to the door for Halloween treats.
She was getting into it when I noticed a couple of older kids, black teens heading our way. I should have warned my wife, but I didn't. The entry to our house is partly screened from the street by our garage, so she never saw them coming until they were right behind her. Startled, she spun around to face them, her black cape hanging open . They could see her black half-bra, satin panties, garter belt and fishnet stockings. When they grinned and said "Trick or Treat", she tried to cover up and bolt for the door at the same time, but ended up tripping herself on her cape, falling on her ass with the cape now barely covering her. I moved toward her, but the teen boys each grabbed an arm to help her up.
Does she: A. Flee into the house in shame? B. Drop to her knees on our frotn step to give each boy a blow job? C. Invite them indoors to fuck her?
I would say, there was not enough time to get protection. In a few months, there will be a wife, who is thinking, I notice a change in me. I know what is happening. Who do I tell first, my husband or my lover. I think I will tell my lover, he will be so excited, that our family will be getting bigger.
I wish to watch my wife being fucked by two hung black men and that she becomes BBC only.
So sexy.... Nothing better than setting your wife loose in a party and see what she gets.
Some years back I got a "Slutty Witch" costume for my wife to wear at Halloween, though she'd never agree to wear it out in public. She did agree to pose for pix after the Trick or Treaters had all gone home. That's usually around 8 pm in our neighborhood. The streets were empty so she felt safe enough, posing as if she were coming to the door for Halloween treats.
She was getting into it when I noticed a couple of older kids, black teens heading our way. I should have warned my wife, but I didn't. The entry to our house is partly screened from the street by our garage, so she never saw them coming until they were right behind her. Startled, she spun around to face them, her black cape hanging open . They could see her black half-bra, satin panties, garter belt and fishnet stockings. When they grinned and said "Trick or Treat", she tried to cover up and bolt for the door at the same time, but ended up tripping herself on her cape, falling on her ass with the cape now barely covering her. I moved toward her, but the teen boys each grabbed an arm to help her up.
Does she: A. Flee into the house in shame? B. Drop to her knees on our frotn step to give each boy a blow job? C. Invite them indoors to fuck her?
I wish to watch my wife being fucked by two hung black
Fantastic story