1. True Stories: The Bald Guy


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: swingerjoe, Rating: 57, Source: xHamster

    a French accent, he explained that his wife was back in their hotel room, resting. “Does she mind that you’re here alone,” I asked, “and…” I didn’t want to finish the sentence with “kissing and fondling my wife,” so I just let that sentence linger. He got the meaning. “No, not at all,” he replied. “We have an understanding.” He gave me a wink and gave Rachel a squeeze, nearly knocking her off-balance. Stefan excused himself to visit the rest room, giving me an opportunity to ask Rachel what was happening. “He’s cute,” she explained. “He’s bald!” “Yeah,” I said, “I noticed. What are you planning to do with him?” “I don’t know,” she said. “Just having fun. He’s cute.” Yeah, she was definitely d***k. Prior to our vacation, we had discussed our sexual fantasies. One of the top fantasies for me was to see Rachel take on two men at once, with one cock in her mouth and another in her pussy. I had seen that act countless times in porn movies, but to see it live – with my wife in the middle of the action – was such a turn-on. I took a look around the hot tub area. There were several white-clothed beds lining the perimeter of the roof. We had seen many couples having sex on those beds throughout our vacation. That gave me an idea. “Do you think you want to take Stefan to one of those beds,” I asked, “and suck his cock while I fuck you?” Rachel gave me an exaggerated expression, as if it were a difficult decision, and then nodded her head with enthusiasm. “Okay!” When Stefan returned, I ...
    filled him in on our plan. Needless to say, he was very happy to accept. I told them to wait right where they are while I used the rest room. I hurried out of the tub as quickly as possible, with my cock pointing toward the bright orange sky. I was seriously concerned that they would start without me, and I didn’t want to miss a second of the action. When I returned to the hot tub, my heart sank when I saw that they weren’t standing where I had left them. Frantically, I searched the beds. They weren’t there, either. Then, I saw both of them standing in a different section of the tub, chatting with an older woman. I waded over to see what was happening, and Rachel introduced me to Francine…Stefan’s wife. I was instantly crestfallen. My fantasy scenario just went out the window. Francine was not my type at all. She was much older, and very skinny. She was neither pretty nor ugly. Her pert little breasts were probably her best feature. After a polite conversation, during which nothing was mentioned about our previous plan to use the hot tub bed together, Rachel and I left the tub area to head back to our room. “What happened?” I asked. “She came into the tub as soon you left,” she explained. “What was I supposed to do? Tell her to get lost, because I need to suck off her husband?” (Hmm…that sounded hot to me.) “Of course not,” I said. “But why did you agree to meet them for dinner?” “Again, what was I supposed to do? I was just being polite!” Exasperated, I conceded her points, ...
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