My wife asked about getting a girlfriend last year. She wanted one to help explore her bisexuality. Of course I was all for it, even when I learned I wouldn't join in on the fun stuff. I'm game for anything that makes my girl happy.
Well she spends a lot of weekends with her girlfriend, usually just hanging out and doing their thing. I usually spend the weekend running after our ******* and their multitude of extracurricular activities. It's cool though, because she's happy.
Last weekend, as usual, my wife leaves to be with her girlfriend on Friday afternoon. As she starts to climb in her jeep, she turns, runs up to me and plants a huge kiss on me. I mean, she's sticking her tongue in my mouth and grabbing my crotch and my dick as it stiffens in my pants! It was the hottest kiss she's given me in years! When she breaks the kiss, she leans in close to my ear and whispers, "you're gonna get a surprise this weekend baby!"
Then, like a flash, she bounces over, climbs in the jeep, and peels out of our driveway like a maniac! I had no idea what was in store.
I waited in anticipation all that Friday night, and on into Saturday evening. I sent a couple texts, they went unanswered. The usual weekend for me.
I did the errands, made sure the chores were done around the house, watched a few episodes of some zombie show, and went to bed a little bit before 10pm. At 11pm, my world changed forever when my cellphone stated blowing up.
I was getting text after text from my wife's phone, from her girlfriend's phone, and from numbers I didn't recognize. My phone was buzzing and blasting the generic ringtone I left programmed into it, and I damn near had a heart attack! When I realized it was my phone and not some apocalyptic attack on the free world, I grabbed up the offensive piece of electronics to see what was going on.
Pictures! Dozens of pictures, videos, and text messages were being loaded on my phone. When I finally realized what I was seeing, my heart froze!
The first text was from my wife. It was a picture of her smoking hot redheaded girlfriend on a dance floor between to athletic black men. Boys really, they barely looked old enough to be in a club. The message with the picture said, doesn't Tonia look sexy between them! The next was a selfie. My sexy blonde wife, Diane, was French kissing Tonia as they were on the dance floor. The next picture had to have been taken by someone else. It showed the two women dancing with each other with guys all around. A black guy was behind each of them. The one behind Diane had pulled her top down and was playing with her C cup tits, right there on the dance floor!
I quickly scanned the rest of the messages from her phone, and moved on to the messages from her girlfriend's phone, then from the numbers I didn't recognize.
My heart has not began beating again. It is still frozen. Those messages and photos will forever be the sources of my most erotic dreams and my worst nightmares. The messages...oh god, the messages: we gonna fuck her up good!, we ain't gonna let her cum home ever, the bitch is ours now, we gonna keep both these bitches forever!..... there were dozens of these messages. The one that ripped my heart out was a video from a number I didn't know. My wife was looking at the camera and talking. She said, "honey, I know you wanted this. I've seen your browser history. Me and Tonia have loved looking through your porn stash *giggles* so we set this up! We're going to let these men do whatever they want, and we won't leave until they're finished baby. Not until they let us go home. I promise I'll keep you updated baby, but I gotta go! *more laughter as she turns and full out French kisses one of guys and the video stops.....
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Well she spends a lot of weekends with her girlfriend, usually just hanging out and doing their thing. I usually spend the weekend running after our ******* and their multitude of extracurricular activities. It's cool though, because she's happy.
Last weekend, as usual, my wife leaves to be with her girlfriend on Friday afternoon. As she starts to climb in her jeep, she turns, runs up to me and plants a huge kiss on me. I mean, she's sticking her tongue in my mouth and grabbing my crotch and my dick as it stiffens in my pants! It was the hottest kiss she's given me in years! When she breaks the kiss, she leans in close to my ear and whispers, "you're gonna get a surprise this weekend baby!"
Then, like a flash, she bounces over, climbs in the jeep, and peels out of our driveway like a maniac! I had no idea what was in store.
I waited in anticipation all that Friday night, and on into Saturday evening. I sent a couple texts, they went unanswered. The usual weekend for me.
I did the errands, made sure the chores were done around the house, watched a few episodes of some zombie show, and went to bed a little bit before 10pm. At 11pm, my world changed forever when my cellphone stated blowing up.
I was getting text after text from my wife's phone, from her girlfriend's phone, and from numbers I didn't recognize. My phone was buzzing and blasting the generic ringtone I left programmed into it, and I damn near had a heart attack! When I realized it was my phone and not some apocalyptic attack on the free world, I grabbed up the offensive piece of electronics to see what was going on.
Pictures! Dozens of pictures, videos, and text messages were being loaded on my phone. When I finally realized what I was seeing, my heart froze!
The first text was from my wife. It was a picture of her smoking hot redheaded girlfriend on a dance floor between to athletic black men. Boys really, they barely looked old enough to be in a club. The message with the picture said, doesn't Tonia look sexy between them! The next was a selfie. My sexy blonde wife, Diane, was French kissing Tonia as they were on the dance floor. The next picture had to have been taken by someone else. It showed the two women dancing with each other with guys all around. A black guy was behind each of them. The one behind Diane had pulled her top down and was playing with her C cup tits, right there on the dance floor!
I quickly scanned the rest of the messages from her phone, and moved on to the messages from her girlfriend's phone, then from the numbers I didn't recognize.
My heart has not began beating again. It is still frozen. Those messages and photos will forever be the sources of my most erotic dreams and my worst nightmares. The messages...oh god, the messages: we gonna fuck her up good!, we ain't gonna let her cum home ever, the bitch is ours now, we gonna keep both these bitches forever!..... there were dozens of these messages. The one that ripped my heart out was a video from a number I didn't know. My wife was looking at the camera and talking. She said, "honey, I know you wanted this. I've seen your browser history. Me and Tonia have loved looking through your porn stash *giggles* so we set this up! We're going to let these men do whatever they want, and we won't leave until they're finished baby. Not until they let us go home. I promise I'll keep you updated baby, but I gotta go! *more laughter as she turns and full out French kisses one of guys and the video stops.....
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