dinky
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On a recent vacation, I had a total fantasy while in flight. My wife is very submissive and loves to be used. I've always fantasized about her being more aggresive sexually and going out and getting what she really desires. I was sitting on the right side of the plane next to a window with my wife next to me. Accross the isle sitting against the other window was a black man working on his laptop computer.
all of a sudden, this fantasy popped into my head. my wife turned and looked at me and whispered into my ear "I'm horny, I need to get laid"
she then put her hand in my lap and started playing with me smiling all the time. as soon as I was hard, she stood up, I was thinking " oh -my god. I'm going to get laid on a plane! - I'm going to join the mile high club! My wife then stepped accross the isle and sat next to the surprised black man accross the way. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but the conversation went on for a while. occasionally my wife would look my way and smile. the man leaned forward looked at me turned and looked at my wife and began laughing. I was dying to know what was being said.
my wife got up and headed to the back of the plane to the rest room. after a minute, the other man smiled at me and stood up and made his way to the back of the plane also.
I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. I had visuals of this man lifting my wife's skirt, pulling aside her panties and pushing his large black fingers into my wife's tight, wet, neatly trimmed strawberry blond haired pussy. I thought of her undoing his belt in the akward cramped space and putting his hard thick shaft into her mouth, finally mounting him. I though about how exciting it would be for the both of them, sex on a plane, with a stranger, would they get caught? with her husband sitting up front in total sexual frustration. the turbulence adding to their movement as my wife rides slowly up and down on his rock hard cock. he grabs her hair with her freed breasts bouncing up and down as she picks up speed, riding his cock,
I occasionally turn and look to the back of the plane to see if they have come out yet. some of the other passengers elbow each other and nod my way smiling. knowing that my wife is in the rest room getting fucked by another man. one man looks at me and shakes his head and rolls his eyes - knowing I am a weak cuckold.
I hear laughing, and know people are laughing at me, about what a slut my wife is, and how I am useless to stop my wife's sexual exploit with a strange black man. the stewardess stops at my row, catching me looking toward the back. she asks if I am ok, then realizes my wife and the other man are missing from their seats and are most likely having sex in the rest room - she looks at me confused. I reply - yes I'm ok. everything is normal for me.
finally, my wife leaves the rest room with a very satisfied smile on her face. instead of being discrete and waiting for a minute or two, the black man leaves the bathroom right after my wife, like a hunter displaying his trophy. walking behind her. For anyone paying attention, they know what the two were up to. fucking in the bathroom. my wife sits next to me and gives me a big knowing smile and checks to see if I am still hard.
I am.
I look accross the isle and the man is holding something, he lets it drop, dangling from one finger. it is my wife's red satin thong which he is displaying for me, both as his trophy and proof that he has just had my wife.
my wife looks around to see if anyone is watching, she then slowly slips two fingers up her skirt and into her pussy, I think - oh my god is she HORNY! now she is masturbating.
She is playing with herself. she pulls her hand out, it is wet, and had she has fished his come out of her, she smiles and puts her fingers to my face and says simply " lick " I suck her fingers, she then puts her fingers back in and brings another bit out for me, as I again lick her fingers, she quietly giggles and says that's it, taste another man's cum out of your wife's pussy.
I let out a groan and she says "pathetic...aren't you?"
I look over at the man, and he is just shaking his head at me smiling with a look of both disgust at me, and amusement.
after the plane lands, we are standing at the gate and the man approaches, my wife tells him the hotel where we are spending our vacation, she nodds in my direction and says "come on over to visit me, I haven't decided where my husband will be spending his vacation yet"
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