1. Beany and Cecil Go to the Male Review


    Date: 2/2/2015, Categories: Fetish, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: cecilserpent, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    We enjoy going to the local gay bars to watch the male review dancers from time to time. These guys are always hot, young, and buff. We went to one last night and it turned into a hotwife adventure. It is our experience that a lot (if not all) of the male dancers are bisexual. They may be there that night to dance for mostly gay men, but at some bars featuring a male dancer night, there is also a sprinkling of females or a small bachelorette group. After they dance and strip to their sheer underwear, they circulate through the patrons and flirt with both sexes, collecting tips as they move from group to group. Or should I say grope to grope. It is common at some venues that you can reach into the dancer’s skin-tight briefs and check out his package. Or he may pull out his waistband to give you a peek. As a bi man myself, I enjoy this aspect of the show and as a husband of a hotwife, I enjoy watching Beany checking out the dude’s bod up close, and seeing her get groped by him. One thing I like to think about from time to time is Beany with another guy when I am not there. Since all our hotwife adventures have been as MFM threesomes since we met, the only times I have experienced the titillation of knowing my wife was alone with another man, has been when I have gone to the bathroom, leaving them alone for a few moments. I have always enjoyed lingering for awhile, imagining what they might be doing while I am gone. Are they in the 69 position? Is she riding him slowly? Is he ...
    grabbing her hair and sliding his cock in her mouth? My imagination starts to go wild and I just have to see. So I slowly and quietly enter the room again and savor the discovery. I have to admit the thought of her having sex with another guy when I am not around at all, and then telling me what happened, is something I find hot. I have been kind of exploring opportunities in my mind how this might happen. We got there a little early and found a table near the stage. I needed to take a leak and missed the main men’s restroom, ending up in the handicap bathroom that also was being used as a storage closet. I came back to the table smiling and told her the story of the little bathroom crammed full of folding chairs, boxes, brooms, etc. She said she was going to go find the women’s restroom. At that time there were about 20-25 male patrons at the bar. She was the only female. When she came back to our table, she was also smiling broadly. I expected her to tell me of a similar cluttered bathroom that the gay bar provided for women. However, she had found the main restrooms (which were quite swanky) and after peeing and while washing her hands, the three male dancers had entered the women’s room to use as a dressing room. They all exchanged greetings and introduced themselves to her. I must say her restroom story was a lot better than mine. And the next two times she went to the restroom last night, she had another story to share about Don, one of the dancers. Don did his first ...
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