I’ve read so many fantasy stories written by people who have never lived through this that I think it’s time to set the records straight and describe as exactly as I can just what this is like in real. Take last weekend, for instance. It was another weekend full of cuckold fun. However this time, in addition to our usual swinging, Bambi had decided to take up my offer and to go out on a date and fuck her lover in front of me. And yes, I recorded and videoed it for my continued viewing pleasure. Some pics may be available to fans.
Well, it had all started a few weeks ago when my wife had broached the subject in bed one night:
“You know how you keep saying you want me to take a regular male lover and get more farang cock in my pussy?” she had said as we settled in the covers, naked.
“Yes, why?” I responded, cautiously.
“Well, I was speaking with Giles online, and he asked me out on a date. He said I am very sexy and that he has always wanted to fuck me. It just would be sex. I told him yes, I would go out with him. I will go out with him Friday night. He said he can see me every time he comes to Chiang Mai, like a girlfriend, and fuck me all night,” she declared.
Her unexpected words sent an intense thrill through my body. I swallowed hard. I felt aroused, yet at the same time alarmed and a little insecure and disappointed. Would I like this? Could I handle it? This was strong, even by my standards. I struggled to get a grip on my conflicting emotions. Now was not the time to be jealous or chicken out, especially as she was only doing exactly as I had proposed she do. It would just be sex and nothing else, I told myself, unconvinced.
The bull was a surprisingly young chap compared to her usual male visitors; about 45 years old. Bambi generally likes them more mature, but this one was a handsome and dashing Frenchman who had caught her interest from the start.
“What did you say?” I managed.
“I told him yes, that my husband would want me to fuck him.”
What could I say? I agreed and that is how we got to last weekend.
Everyone says I am very lucky to have such a sexy little Thai wife to look after me, and honestly, they are right! The first impression you get when you meet Bambi is that of a classy and sexy lady. She is well-educated, good mannered, speaks fluent English, and always behaves just like any other proper housewife would be expected to do in public. In private though, she is a wanton hot wife; in fact, we have been active swingers for the last three of our seven years of happy marriage. Our sexual relationship is as healthy now as it was the day we first met, if not more so.
As I saw her getting ready for her date with Giles, the Frenchman, I felt a shiver of excitement run down my spine. I simply adore watching my wife preparing to fuck a lover. She always spends so much time carefully applying her make-up. I just like to quietly sit there and watch her, wondering what is going through her perverted little brain. It makes me hard thinking all of this effort is just to please and arouse another man. She uses it all: The rouge, the powder, the eyebrow pen, the mascara, the lipstick and the eye-liner etc. It is like a long sexual mating ritual whose purpose is as much to seduce as to prepare herself emotionally for what she is about to do; i.e. welcome a stranger in her chaste womanhood.
As Bambi delicately finished applying thick red lipstick to her sensual lips, she stared at her own reflection in the mirror, and calmly declared:
“Giles has such a nice strong cock, darling. I really want him to give me a good fuck. I hope you won’t make a fuss now…”
“No, you can fuck him, sure,” I replied meekly
“You have to understand this is a date, so that means you cannot interfere: you can only watch.”
“You must be patient, darling. I am his girlfriend tonight. You can only watch. He is strong and vigorous, and you must understand that he will fuck me all night. This is not like our usual swing. Tonight, Giles is my lover, not you.”
I swallowed hard.
From the first time my wife had let another man inside her pussy she had loved it, and it had only taken the thrill of a few more cocks up her cunt for her to become addicted to fucking other men.
Now as I watched her gently rubbing her red lips together to spread the lipstick, I imagined them wrapped around the Frenchman’s thick erection. She is such a naughty slut of a wife; I knew that within the space of a few brief hours, she would be kissing Giles and sucking avidly at his long thick cock. With her well-proportioned petite slender figure (32C-22-33) and her small perky breasts, and standing a little over 5ft1, Bambi is truly a Thai beauty. Like many Thai ladies, she has a milky brown skin, long flowing black hair and shiny black eyes that always seem to smile behind her slanted eye-lids. Her nose is small, typically Thai, but perhaps her most exotic feature is her lovely wide lips made for kissing and sucking cock. At 40 years old, she is often mistaken for a girl in her 20s by Westerners, but although she may appear quiet, young and innocent, in reality this dirty little slut loves to be naughty.
Aroused, I moved forward and slipped my hand under her towel, gently touching and caressing her shaved pussy beneath. Her sleeve was already moist with the salacious lubrication of her unchaste thoughts. This realization gave me a strong thrill, and my cock started to stir in my pants with anticipation. I tried to kiss her, and her painted lips brushed against mine lightly before she turned away to quickly present her flushed cheek instead. Her eyes were still fixed on her own beautiful reflection in the mirror. Bambi was focused on the task of preparing herself for Giles. She was not having any distractions.
“I don’t want you spoiling my make-up, honey. I want to keep myself fresh for fucking Giles,” she declared, leaving me feeling both excited and terribly frustrated.
I pursed my lips, and realized that they were dry. That sex tourist was going to fuck my hot little bitch, I thought with envy, and all I would be able to do was watch. The idea left me with an uncomfortable anticipation. I stood there in the middle of the room for a moment, a little bewildered and not sure what to do or say. Bambi slipped on one of her skimpier tight micro dresses, the red one with the back cut out. One of the bar girls had given it to her. The dress clung to her sexy body like a glove, revealing every curve of her feminine shape. Her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric, perky and provocative. I held my breath for an instant as I admired her, and then I remembered that she had worn the same dress the night before last. After use, she had just thrown it into her cupboard on top of a pile of other fuck-me clothes. The dress still smelt of alcohol and the musk of her bull. It was clearly cum stained from a previous coupling. She had not thought twice about reusing it rather than washing off her guilty stains, behaving much like a bar girl whore would.
My wife sat down to put on her heels, and I noticed her pussy peaking visibly from beneath the hem of her very short dress. Bambi always goes out to meet a date without any panties on so that the other guy can freely fondle her, finger fucking her tight, freshly-shaved snatch. My wife secretly loves to show off her petite body and pussy to those white middle-aged perverts you find here. She enjoys the look of lust her make-up, dress and wanton behaviour provokes. In fact, my wife is always telling me how she wants to get their cock hard for her, so she can fuck them. I swallowed hard, thinking about how he would react to that sight. Bambi fastened a solid silver anklet with the words “Hot Bitch” above her ankle, the kind of accessory a hooker might have worn, before slipping into a pair of black stiletto high-heels.
She stood up, paced up and down in her heels, looking at herself in the mirror critically.
“How do I look, darling?” she asked, looking for my seal of approval.
“So sexy and fuckable,” I croaked.
“Do you think Giles will like me?” she asked.
“I’m sure he will want to fuck your brains out,” I replied sincerely.
“Good!” she retorted, pleased. “I will be spending the whole night with him and fucking him many times. I don’t want you interfering with my pleasure…”
I held my breath. She looked so deliciously fuckable all dressed up in her sexy clothes and made up like a delightfully slutty bar hooker. I wanted to take her there and then, but I held back. Much better to fuck her after she had been screwed senseless and pumped full of virile cum by her big lover’s cock.
One final step was still required before she could do what I so desperately wanted to watch her do. She needed to prepare herself mentally as well as physically to fuck the Frenchman. She had to go from being the shy, reserved and prude housewife, to a drunken filthy slut ready to flirt shamelessly and fuck anything white with a hard cock. This final and almost magical transformation is reached quite simply when Bambi gets a little drunk on beer, wine, or preferably whiskey. The alcohol gives her the moral license and freedom she needs to justify her behavior and actions to herself. It is a license and excuse to behave shamelessly with her chosen lover. I have witnessed this startlingly horny transformation a number of times now. It takes perhaps an hour for the alcohol to take effect. The waiting is usually so frustrating. By that point I am really horny and I want to see her fucking. If she drinks too much or too little, it can be a disaster. She needs 2 large beers, or 2 glasses of red wine to loosen up and behave like a slut. Any more and she is sleepy, any less and she remains too passive and reserved.
To get things started in the right direction, she poured herself a whiskey and drunk it straight while she checked the messages on her phone.
“Giles says to meet him at the Shangri-La hotel lobby bar directly,” she said, licking her lips nervously; her eyes were shining with excited anticipation.
We had originally planned to meet Giles Yellow Bar, Chiang Mai’s main hotspots for foreign visitors. The place was usually stuffed with young backpackers, unlicensed English teachers on an extended vacation, plus other such white trash. It was the only decent place a visitor could go to get drink and actually dance to modern music without being outnumbered by Thai students in their puberty. The only trouble with the place is the bar was open air and with the monsoon coming, the last two days had seen heavy thunderstorms. Therefore Giles had decided to take her to a classy hotel instead and leave the dancing to later in private. In spite of the upmarket hotel venue, Bambi had obstinately decided to dress like a bar girl slut to shock, and never mind the reaction she caused.
My lovely wife was both excited and apprehensive about the whole thing. We both could imagine what was going to happen there, but the looks we exchanged left no doubt in my mind that she was planning to have a wild time with her date.
“Let’s go now, I want to see Giles,” she said, impatiently.
I locked up the house and switched on the outside lights. Climbing onto the saddle of my Honda PCX 150 and turning the ignition key, I started the bike. The engine made a reassuring and familiar sound. I nodded to my wife, giving her the signal to climb up and join me. Instead of slipping on side saddle as she usually does when she is in a dress or short skirt, Bambi climbed astride, her naked pussy flush with the vinyl. The short dress rode up her leg, leaving no doubt about her feminine nakedness beneath. I glanced back at her, raising an eyebrow inquisitively. She smiled at me provocatively, her face was flushed with arousal. What an interesting and exciting evening I thought, my heart beating quickly in my chest.
The ride to the Shangri-La hotel went quickly as I weaved through the traffic with the dexterity of a native, carrying this hot and sexy creature sitting revealingly naked on the saddle behind me. No one really noticed us as we flashed by, except maybe one driver ogling her when we paused at the lights. Simply knowing that she was there behind me, her naked pussy pressing up against my back as we sped off, hurtling towards her new soon to be lover and the inevitable fucking that awaited her, had my heart racing with excitement.