Anniversary

We were a bit drunk and decided to get into that bar with loud music. Once inside, we realized the place was saturated with sexual energy. Everyone was dancing freely but stuck together, moved by an uniform wave, in sync. The place was great. We looked at each other with my husband and decided to stay. We went to the bar and ordered two strawberry daikiris.

While waiting, Juan stared at me intensely, grabbed my waist, and pressed his body against mine, kissing me deeply, those kisses that inevitably end in sex. Then I felt a beautiful tingling sensation, and my breasts hardened against his chest. The bartender left our drinks in front of us. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, and saw he was still looking as Juan pressed his buttocks against his crotch, which was starting to show rigidity. We stopped talking and joined the bar. He looked at us and smiled; we smiled back and he kept serving.

As we drank with our backs against the bar, we started looking around. The atmosphere was relaxed but had a tangible voltage in the body. It was full of foreigners, especially women.

We didn't stop kissing. We were infected by the heat that floated in the place. We ordered two more daikiris. I moved away from Juan and observed him. He was completely hot, I knew my husband, I knew he was dying to put it in me at that very moment. I went back to him, looked him in the eye with a vixen face (which is what he says I have when I'm horny) and touched him above his pants. It was hard, I could feel it had gotten wet. I kissed him and turned around, making myself a slut by leaning my butt against the bulge. The jeans seemed like they were going to rip. I looked back at the dance floor while he danced rubbing me. He didn't hold out, lifted my mini skirt and pulled down my panties, came up behind me and whispered in my ear with a hungry cannibal voice: You're so wet, I love it when you get this way. As I -

While he was whispering that and a thousand other things to me, he passed his hands between my legs and began to caress my clitoris the way only he knows how.

I backed off a bit and pressed harder against that notorious erection that, so noticeable, separated my little cheeks.

I came several times in that frantic friction.

We hadn't noticed that behind us, our drinks were waiting for a while after we had ordered them. We drank. The heat of rubbing was terrible, we were slightly drunk, and very but very hot.

I want to suck it here right now, I want to have it in my mouth really hard, and give me everything you have, here - I said, as I took his right index finger between my lips.

He hugged me tightly.

He kissed me wildly again, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and tracing the curve of my back with his strong hands without stopping until he reached my ass.

I grabbed his face, and after another kiss, looking at him in the eyes, he said:

- Yes, I want you to eat it all...! But before I want to see how you make it hard for someone else.

When I heard that, a shiver ran through my body.

We had always talked about fantasies and those things until we were a little exhibitionist, but never really brought them up.

My husband was asking me to make it hard for another man, and an uncontrollable heat invaded me, leaving me drunk with pleasure.

I looked at him. I kissed him, and said:

- Are you sure, Juan? Look, I like being your slut very much, and if you ask me, my love, I can't do anything but obey you...

- Very sure, beautiful! You heat me up like never before, I love you, and I know you'll enjoy teasing. Besides, today is our anniversary, what better way to give ourselves this gift?

I couldn't contain myself. I was so hot that I had forgotten we started the night going out to celebrate six years of being married.

Without planning it, we were in this unknown place filled with strangers, reaffirming our love in a way we hadn't planned.

I finished - The sip of a slurp. I gave him a kiss on the mouth, swallowing his tongue. I separated from him by a meter. I adjusted my thong, mini, and muscular.

-Are you beautiful? –I asked innocently.
-You are always beautiful, but come here- he replied.
I turned back to him. He hugged me and played with my back. He unbuttoned the corset and pulled it out from under the muscular one, looking at me intensely and touching my nipples above the thick sweater of excitement, telling me:
-You look much better like this, so your beautiful breasts can be seen well.-
I gave a little spin to show myself off.
He winked at me, and I entered the dance floor, in that swarm of sweaty bodies, pressed together.

I started dancing, forgetting everyone, as if I were dancing alone for him.
I was gone. The alcohol, excitement, music, bodies, everything was there and nothing was there.
I raised my arms, and felt the need to touch my breasts, to squeeze them.
I was very hot.
Two boys were looking at me. They were dancing near me and noticed. They looked at me but I didn't look back, kept moving as if I were alone in the place.
I spun around my axis, and the little skirt seemed like a flower opening up to the sun.
Suddenly, I felt intense heat and realized I had closed my eyes.
I opened them.
Those boys were much closer. They were still looking at me, talking, and laughing among themselves. They were from here. I decided they would be foreigners, and I would bring my character to its last consequences. I looked towards the bar and searched for my husband.

He was looking at me with a slight picaresque and perverse smile. That made me hotter.
I danced, and without wanting to, pushed one of them.
I looked at him with a friendly smile and apologized, pretending an unintelligible accent.
Inside, I laughed a lot at my invented language but apparently I was convincing.
They came closer, dancing around me, moving, and laughing, without taking their eyes off me.
I was laughing too. One of them tried to talk to me.
- Nou hablou eshpanol- I replied. tentadísima of my performance, and making myself the one who danced without control, I pushed my ass against the guy behind me, and left it there for a few moments.

We kept dancing, and this time it was him who took me from behind by the waist and made me feel like a train had hit me, his cock having hardened. I got hot feeling him.

I looked back at the bar again and saw my husband also getting hot, looking at me.

He gave me an imperceptible wink that even more turned me on. We were in on it.

The guy in front of me, thinking I didn't understand, was telling the one behind me that my tits were slipping out of my top. He grabbed my hands and took them to his nipples along with the other guy's. He gave me a little nip and stretched out my muscular chest down below to show them naked.

-What beautiful nips, gringa, I love pinkish-red and hard ones...- and he gave me another kiss, this time with his mouth open.

My state of excitement was so high that I went outside myself until I reached the height of the dude's cock, and then I passed my face over that precious bulge I wanted to take.

I stopped and stayed between the two of them.

I surrendered for a moment to that double support that almost lifted me off the floor.

I felt their hearts beating under their pants, rubbing against my holes with their dressed members. The four hands going up and down all over my body caressed me sweetly.

The guy in front let go of my mouth and went down to my tits. He sucked them with such dedication and pleasure that I couldn't help but have a brutal orgasm that made me clench my teeth. I leaned more heavily on their bodies.

Those hard nipples, in the end it was what Juan had asked for.

I don't remember the faces, they were just bodies...

The only face that came to mind was Juan's, the one he put there. When I left these guys, I went back to the bar and without anyone noticing took what he had promised:

-Now it's not just one, but two, and with this one, it's three-

and without waiting for a response, I went down to that member about to burst. I unzipped it like a spring and out came my prize, the one called I love it. Softly licking her head, and as soon as I put it deep twice, she came with a copious ejaculation of sperm that went straight down my throat. I sat up and we kissed deeply. She looked at me biting her lower lip hard and told me: -I love you, Silvia, you're the woman of my life- -And you're my man. I love you like never loved anyone! Happy birthday! After several wet kisses, she came close to my ear saying: -What slut kids we are! Look how we leave those two guys, they can't stop looking at us... Didn't you want to get them? And we laughed out loud as we looked towards the door to leave...