I was out of my League!
By: J.H.
Hello,
My wife and I had an intense night-the first time we explored anything beyond just us. It was a same room swap that wasa lot of fun. The same couple from that evening messaged us, saying they'd be passing through town and asked if we wanted to meet up. My wife and I talked about it beforehand.
We hadn't gone all the way before, but we danced around the idea this time. Maybe we'd full swap. Maybe we wouldn't. We'd decide in the moment.
We met them for dinner-easy conversation, familiar flirtation beneath the surface. But I noticed something different this time. He carried himself with this quiet, grounded confidence. He didn't need to say much to take control of the moment.
I could already feel the balance shifting. They invited us back to their hotel for a drink. I said sure. We got there, and the first thing they did was pour the shots. One turned into three. Maybe four. I didn't keep count, and I don't think they wanted me to. He made sure my glass was never empty.
Soon enough, things escalated. Kissing. Touching. Clothes off. My wife ended up on the bed, on all fours next to him. I was with his wife on the other side.
I tried to stay focused, stay in control-but then I saw him take over.
He had one hand tangled in my wife's hair, the other roaming down her back, fingers teasing her dripping pussy as she gagged herself on his thick cock. His voice was low, steady, full of authority. She was responding to him like I'd never seen before-eager, desperate. Gone.
Meanwhile, I couldn't get hard. Again. His wife was doing her best, but my head was spinning from the drinks and the sight of my wife losing herself to another man's control.
And he was in control-undeniably. Watching him take the lead, effortlessly commanding the energy in the room, made me feel small. Lesser. My wife was soaked, moaning, her body trembling as his wife started eating her out. I watched, trying to hold myself together.
Then my wife crawled over to me, her lips wet from his cock, kissing me hard. She looked in my eyes and whispered that she maybe wanted to go all the way. I reached down and felt just how soaked she was-her pussy literally dripping onto the sheets. My gut twisted. She was ready for him. She wanted it. And I felt like I couldn't stop it, even if I wanted to.
I said okay.
She nearly bounced back to his side. I tried to keep up with his wife, but my confidence had crumbled. I couldn't stay hard. My mind kept flashing to the way he took over-how he made her feel wanted and owned in a way I wasn't ready for.
He bent over and devoured her pussy, his cock hard and heavy between his legs. Her moans filled the room. She came hard on his mouth, barely able to stay up on her hands and knees. And then he stood up, thick and ready, guiding her head back to his cock, pushing deeper than before.
He was taking her. Every part of her. And I was watching, unsure of where I stood anymore. Then, just before the final step, she pulled away and looked back at me-eyes wild, body trembling, needing more.
But I couldn't. I told them we needed to go. That night has haunted me ever since. Not because of what happened-but because of what didn't. My wife can sense it but doesn't bring it up. I want to explore more but am not sure I can shake that guy handling her.
J.H.
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