Thought they flaked again, ended up with his wife cock-drunk and swallowing my cum

A few weeks ago, I met up with a couple who reminded me just how insanely hot an MFM threesome can be.

To be honest, I had very low hopes that we would actually meet in person. Between the chatting and texting, our first attempt at a meetup had been a total failure. They had me drive an hour to a hotel, only to ghost me for a few hours after I arrived. They eventually texted saying they fell asleep after fucking a few times before I got there, promising they’d make it up to me next time and make sure his wife throated me. I was skeptical, to say the least.

When we set up the second meet, I showed up at the hotel room still expecting to be flaked on. But when the door opened, there was the husband—completely naked, sporting a rock-hard, decent-sized cock. He welcomed me in and explained that his wife was a bit shy and currently in the bathroom. He offered me a drink to help me relax, but I politely declined, telling him I was good to just go with the flow and do whatever they wanted.

He asked me to sit at the table near the front of the room and just watch for a bit.

He went into the bathroom and coaxed his wife out. You could tell she was a mix of nervous and incredibly excited to play. He grabbed her hand, led her to the edge of the bed, and she got down on her knees to start sucking him off. He pulled out his phone to record it while I watched from across the room.

After a few minutes, he had her get on all fours on the bed. He slid into her pussy and started pounding her hard. After a few minutes of that, he moved her to the floor on all fours, pointing her right in my direction.

As he fucked her from behind, he looked up and told me I could come closer to watch. I didn't hesitate. I walked over and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes. She looked up at me with this incredibly hot, dirty smirk while her husband kept hammering away.

Then, the husband told me to take my cock out so she could see it. I obliged, unzipping my jeans and pulling my semi-hard cock and balls out, dangling them just inches from her face.

I started stroking myself, getting rock hard almost instantly under her gaze. Her eyes went wide as she watched my cock grow thick. She reached out, grabbed me, and started stroking me with that same cute smirk. Next thing I knew, she spit on her hand, lubed me up, and leaned in to start sucking me hard, staring directly into my eyes the entire time.

She was alternating between stroking, spitting, and sucking. I knew I was going to blow quickly if she kept it up, so I warned her. Her husband piped up and said, "That's fine, just spit it out..." but she didn't listen. Instead, she took me even deeper, throating me and sucking harder. I absolutely erupted, cumming like a fountain. I dripped cum onto the floor, but she took a massive load right in her mouth and swallowed it while staring dead at me.

The husband kept fucking her hard, and she kept right on sucking and stroking my post-cum cock. Within just a few minutes, she had me rock hard again.

At that point, the husband was trying to record her sucking me while he fucked her. I offered to take the phone to give him a better angle. He handed it over, and I started recording her fiercely sucking my cock. I couldn't help myself—I started thrusting down her throat, face-fucking and throat-fucking her while he pounded her from behind.

Watching her get so completely "cock-drunk," throating me while staring up at me, was one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced. I wanted so badly to grab her hair and face-fuck her even harder, but since we hadn't discussed it, I kept my hands to myself to make sure everyone stayed comfortable.

She ended up making me cum two more times. The husband finally blew his load inside her (or at least pretended to), and we all just stood there in the awe of what had just happened.

They hopped on the bed to relax while I went to the bathroom to clean up. On my way out, I walked past the bed, thanked her for the amazing fun, and told them I had to head back to work. Since things felt a little bit awkward in the immediate cooldown, I figured a quick exit was best.

But the text chemistry hasn't stopped. I've been texting the husband since, and they've been trying hard to align our schedules for a round two. He’s even asked me to take some time off work so we can meet up again—and this time, he wants me to actually fuck his wife.