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It was already late when we arrived by taxi at Club Goa, a place recommended by friends for a good night of dancing or relaxing depending on which side of the club you entered. My wife was eager for a night out for what seems like forever, a chance to let loose and enjoy ourselves after so long cooped up inside. I helped her our of the taxi, her figure hugging dress tight against her curves and showing off her small breasts and nicely rounded ass as she stood up and adjusted the black material and smiled.
She strode inside with the confidence of a supermodel, high-heels clicking on the pavement and her left hand in my own, I paid entry and headed towards the upbeat music coming from the left side corridor to look for a bar. Thankfully the bar wasn't too busy, an eager and smiling barman poured our drinks as Sandy walked to the main floor to soak in the beat while slowly dancing with eyes closed.
After a while we found ourselves a nice spot with high stools to drink our vodka lime and take in the atmosphere around us, patrons in all colours and styles talking and dancing, the drinks surprisingly mixed well, and a strong urge to hit the dance floor after we emptied our glasses. She loved dancing, and I enjoyed watching her move to the beat, songs fading and time slowing down for us both lost in a moment.
Several bar trips later and watching my beautiful cappuchino skinned wife move around the dance floor, turning heads as she went and flicking her own long dark hair to the music she approached and finished the last of her drink and wanted to see the chillout lounge at the other end of the club, so wife in hand and some playful giggles we made our way back out and along the corridor and to the right side this time.
We found ourselves in a totally different atmosphere, low moody lights and a peaceful sound of trance over the air made us want to settle into one of the large sofas along the wall, and of course another trip to the bar at the far end for two whiskey on the rocks to relax with. Sandy moved to the beat while she waited, a slow motion beauty with her arms swaying and curvacious body mesmerizing all that watched on.
Drinks in hand and dancing my way towards a dark corner I sat in comfort and watched my wife, she loved to dance and feel so free, even at home. I sipped my drink and looked around, seeing a few eyes on her from afar, one or two male bodies dancing nearby trying to entice her with their moves as she smiled and circled around them in a provocative manner. This made them smile and move closer to their prey.
One tried to lean in closer to talk but she placed her finger on her lips as if demanding silence and danced, the only sounds being the music in the air as he complied and matched her rhythm, and at times she reached out to hold his hand and spin underneath, pressing against him slightly before moving away and flowing around him. She was playful as always and could be such a tease when drinking.
She beamed a huge smile at her dance partner and pointed in my general direction before making her way over towards me, sat back into the huge comfy seat and exclaimed that she had a fan before downing half of her drink and chewing on an ice cube. I asked if she was enjoying herself to which she burst into nods of tussled her hair as we looked back out onto the dance floor.
Her dance partner was making his way over with a beer in hand, all the while staring directly at my wife and smiling. He stood there and again she gestured silence with her finger pressed to her full lips, so he sat beside her and sank back into the couch. She looked him in the eye for a while before he looked up and nodded hello at me, to which I nodded back, smiled and continued with my drink in silence.
To most this would seem strange behaviour indeed, and pleasantries were never a strong point for both my wife and I, talking when needed but on a night like this, actions spoke louder than words and her gentlemen guest never did seem the shy type as he stared back at her and slightly caressing her cheek. She smiled that huge smile and leaned closer towards him, both touching thighs as he passed her test.
Their heads moved closer and a kiss ensued, lips touched gently while his hand rested on her left cheek and hers on his knee. I sipped my drink and smiled under the low light and relaxed while watching the story unfold between Sandy and her silent playmate for the night. They remained undisturbed in their quiet passion in our shadowy corner as hands found places to wander and breathing heavied between them.
She moaned under his touch, feeling his hand on her breast as he kissed his way down onto her soft neck and wrapped the other around her back, trailing fingers downwards and cupping her left ass cheek as he squeezed it playfully and made her moan a little more. Her own hand was on his chest before held his and guided it down towards her thigh, letting it lay between her legs invitingly.
No one paid much attention and all, they seemed to be chilling in the background doing their own thing, the music was so relaxing and the whiskey doubly so. They writhed together until a sensual moan escaped her lips and I knew that his fingers found their way onto and probably into her warm and wet pussy. Sandy never wore underwear on a night out, freedom was key and if she could have she would have danced naked.
Passion was taking hold, emotions were rising as my wife had her eyes closed, lips locked against his and her pussy being explored while she moaned that little bit louder. Her hand started caressing his growing bulge and grasping it beneath the fabric before sliding the zipper downwards and moving inside to play with it in person. He gasped surprisingly, grinned slightly and continued tasting her tongue with vigour.
By now her hips were rocking to his touch, a sure sign she wanted more before moving her head downwards and slipping his rock hard cock from it's enclosure. It was thick and definitely long with a glisten on the tip which she greedily licked up and surrounded the head with her soft lips. He groaned with the sudden heat and pressure on his cock, stared at me as if asking for confirmation and accepted my smile and nod graciously as he then stroked her hair while she tasted him.
His excitement grew quick with more and more noise, shuddering with her moans vibrating his wet cock, her lips sliding up and down it's length and taking it wholly into her mouth it was clear he wouldn't last much longer. She felt this and slowed a litle before looking up at him with those huge dark eyes and smiling before standing up and straddling him, sitting in his lap with his hard prick hidden under her dress and pressing against her mound.
Her hands wrapped around his neck, passionately kissing once again as she rocked to and fro while he reached below to slide himself inside her which resulted in a loud moan into one anothers mouths. She rocked with purpose as he held onto her tight, a few glances from onlookers who smiled from afar and myself watching ever eager at the action in front of me. Her face was flushed as she came hard on top of him, shuddering as they fucked slowly beside me.
Loving how her pussy feels when we fuck I could imagine what he was feeling inside her, making myself horny and producing a bulge in my own pants. Her pussy would tighten around his cock, grasping as her orgasm went on, until the sensation would probably cause him to cum. Surprisingly she continued riding him, moaning loudly and not caring who heard, her sexual freedom more than likely inspired by those watching in the shadows.
He had one hand on her breast with fingers tweaking her nipple, causing a second flush and another orgasm which errupted from her, this time he pushed upwards as his own climax took shape with him leaning forward and pressing his lips around her nipple and sucking through the fabric as he came inside my wife.
She gasped loud and spasmed on top while he groaned in pleasure, pushing his cock ever deeper into my wifes tight pussy with every thrust and burying his seed deep inside. Her bare ass slapping against his thighs and the wet noises of lust between them, spasming again and again as his prick exploded.
After a time they slowed to a halt and sat there breathing hard, slow kisses being exchanged and arms wrapping around each other, holding one another close. She looked at me smiling happily, cheeks red as she carefully dismounted and sat between us, leaning in to kiss me softly, take a swig of her whiskey and standing up again to visit the bathroom for a well needed cleanup.
We sat there in silence he and I, both smiling as he used a napkin on his cock to clean up and push it back into his pants to rest. He said how unexpected and amazing this all was before shaking my hand and getting up to go himself, just as my wife re-appeared on the dance floor moving rhythmically to the music, smiling as always and enticing a totally new playmate to join her. We both watched as she placed her finger on his lips and danced.
She strode inside with the confidence of a supermodel, high-heels clicking on the pavement and her left hand in my own, I paid entry and headed towards the upbeat music coming from the left side corridor to look for a bar. Thankfully the bar wasn't too busy, an eager and smiling barman poured our drinks as Sandy walked to the main floor to soak in the beat while slowly dancing with eyes closed.
After a while we found ourselves a nice spot with high stools to drink our vodka lime and take in the atmosphere around us, patrons in all colours and styles talking and dancing, the drinks surprisingly mixed well, and a strong urge to hit the dance floor after we emptied our glasses. She loved dancing, and I enjoyed watching her move to the beat, songs fading and time slowing down for us both lost in a moment.
Several bar trips later and watching my beautiful cappuchino skinned wife move around the dance floor, turning heads as she went and flicking her own long dark hair to the music she approached and finished the last of her drink and wanted to see the chillout lounge at the other end of the club, so wife in hand and some playful giggles we made our way back out and along the corridor and to the right side this time.
We found ourselves in a totally different atmosphere, low moody lights and a peaceful sound of trance over the air made us want to settle into one of the large sofas along the wall, and of course another trip to the bar at the far end for two whiskey on the rocks to relax with. Sandy moved to the beat while she waited, a slow motion beauty with her arms swaying and curvacious body mesmerizing all that watched on.
Drinks in hand and dancing my way towards a dark corner I sat in comfort and watched my wife, she loved to dance and feel so free, even at home. I sipped my drink and looked around, seeing a few eyes on her from afar, one or two male bodies dancing nearby trying to entice her with their moves as she smiled and circled around them in a provocative manner. This made them smile and move closer to their prey.
One tried to lean in closer to talk but she placed her finger on her lips as if demanding silence and danced, the only sounds being the music in the air as he complied and matched her rhythm, and at times she reached out to hold his hand and spin underneath, pressing against him slightly before moving away and flowing around him. She was playful as always and could be such a tease when drinking.
She beamed a huge smile at her dance partner and pointed in my general direction before making her way over towards me, sat back into the huge comfy seat and exclaimed that she had a fan before downing half of her drink and chewing on an ice cube. I asked if she was enjoying herself to which she burst into nods of tussled her hair as we looked back out onto the dance floor.
Her dance partner was making his way over with a beer in hand, all the while staring directly at my wife and smiling. He stood there and again she gestured silence with her finger pressed to her full lips, so he sat beside her and sank back into the couch. She looked him in the eye for a while before he looked up and nodded hello at me, to which I nodded back, smiled and continued with my drink in silence.
To most this would seem strange behaviour indeed, and pleasantries were never a strong point for both my wife and I, talking when needed but on a night like this, actions spoke louder than words and her gentlemen guest never did seem the shy type as he stared back at her and slightly caressing her cheek. She smiled that huge smile and leaned closer towards him, both touching thighs as he passed her test.
Their heads moved closer and a kiss ensued, lips touched gently while his hand rested on her left cheek and hers on his knee. I sipped my drink and smiled under the low light and relaxed while watching the story unfold between Sandy and her silent playmate for the night. They remained undisturbed in their quiet passion in our shadowy corner as hands found places to wander and breathing heavied between them.
She moaned under his touch, feeling his hand on her breast as he kissed his way down onto her soft neck and wrapped the other around her back, trailing fingers downwards and cupping her left ass cheek as he squeezed it playfully and made her moan a little more. Her own hand was on his chest before held his and guided it down towards her thigh, letting it lay between her legs invitingly.
No one paid much attention and all, they seemed to be chilling in the background doing their own thing, the music was so relaxing and the whiskey doubly so. They writhed together until a sensual moan escaped her lips and I knew that his fingers found their way onto and probably into her warm and wet pussy. Sandy never wore underwear on a night out, freedom was key and if she could have she would have danced naked.
Passion was taking hold, emotions were rising as my wife had her eyes closed, lips locked against his and her pussy being explored while she moaned that little bit louder. Her hand started caressing his growing bulge and grasping it beneath the fabric before sliding the zipper downwards and moving inside to play with it in person. He gasped surprisingly, grinned slightly and continued tasting her tongue with vigour.
By now her hips were rocking to his touch, a sure sign she wanted more before moving her head downwards and slipping his rock hard cock from it's enclosure. It was thick and definitely long with a glisten on the tip which she greedily licked up and surrounded the head with her soft lips. He groaned with the sudden heat and pressure on his cock, stared at me as if asking for confirmation and accepted my smile and nod graciously as he then stroked her hair while she tasted him.
His excitement grew quick with more and more noise, shuddering with her moans vibrating his wet cock, her lips sliding up and down it's length and taking it wholly into her mouth it was clear he wouldn't last much longer. She felt this and slowed a litle before looking up at him with those huge dark eyes and smiling before standing up and straddling him, sitting in his lap with his hard prick hidden under her dress and pressing against her mound.
Her hands wrapped around his neck, passionately kissing once again as she rocked to and fro while he reached below to slide himself inside her which resulted in a loud moan into one anothers mouths. She rocked with purpose as he held onto her tight, a few glances from onlookers who smiled from afar and myself watching ever eager at the action in front of me. Her face was flushed as she came hard on top of him, shuddering as they fucked slowly beside me.
Loving how her pussy feels when we fuck I could imagine what he was feeling inside her, making myself horny and producing a bulge in my own pants. Her pussy would tighten around his cock, grasping as her orgasm went on, until the sensation would probably cause him to cum. Surprisingly she continued riding him, moaning loudly and not caring who heard, her sexual freedom more than likely inspired by those watching in the shadows.
He had one hand on her breast with fingers tweaking her nipple, causing a second flush and another orgasm which errupted from her, this time he pushed upwards as his own climax took shape with him leaning forward and pressing his lips around her nipple and sucking through the fabric as he came inside my wife.
She gasped loud and spasmed on top while he groaned in pleasure, pushing his cock ever deeper into my wifes tight pussy with every thrust and burying his seed deep inside. Her bare ass slapping against his thighs and the wet noises of lust between them, spasming again and again as his prick exploded.
After a time they slowed to a halt and sat there breathing hard, slow kisses being exchanged and arms wrapping around each other, holding one another close. She looked at me smiling happily, cheeks red as she carefully dismounted and sat between us, leaning in to kiss me softly, take a swig of her whiskey and standing up again to visit the bathroom for a well needed cleanup.
We sat there in silence he and I, both smiling as he used a napkin on his cock to clean up and push it back into his pants to rest. He said how unexpected and amazing this all was before shaking my hand and getting up to go himself, just as my wife re-appeared on the dance floor moving rhythmically to the music, smiling as always and enticing a totally new playmate to join her. We both watched as she placed her finger on his lips and danced.
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