I came through the door from work, Joan was sitting in the kitchen, and right away, I knew something had changed. I could see the excitement and determination in my wife's face.
Joan spoke with authority, "We are going out tonight. I need my body to be fucked hard and nasty, to be used and abused. All day I have not been able to get these thoughts of extreme lust from my mind. You will do whatever I ask without question. You will not just be my cuckold, but also my slave until my mind and body are completely satisfied. I will be the sluttiest horny woman you have ever seen."
My wife's hard words took me aback. I saw the unbridled lust in her eyes as I stood there, amazed at what she had just said. I responded with a smile, knowing that this would be an exciting night. I walked up to my wife and leaned over to kiss her, but she pulled away, saying, "I will let you know when you can touch this lust-filled woman. I want to finish getting ready. I do not intend to shower, my pussy has been soaked all day, and you are going to lick my pussy and body clean in public. You should wear some good clothes, and don't bother showering, I want the smell of my cuckold husband to breathe in. There is a limo picking us up in thirty minutes, be ready."
I watched as my wife got ready. Her dress was sparkling sexy, tight, and short, showing all the curves of my wife's sexy body, including her bare back down to her shapely ass. The front of the dress barely covered her hard erect nipples, to say nothing, of her exposed breasts. She wore thigh-high fishnet stockings, with no panties, to match the dress, along with six-inch spike heels. Joan's hair was beautifully blond, long, and very sexily done, almost like she had already been fucked.
I was excited just watching her as she prepared for an exciting night on the town. I heard the honk of the limo in the yard. Joan followed me as I opened the front door wide. The driver was there to greet my wife. He took her hand and led her to the car, assisting her in every way as she swung her sexy body and long legs into the limo. The driver smiled broadly as he opened the opposite door for me to enter.
Joan looked so hot and sexy in the car, I knew the driver could see right up her very short skirt as he adjusted the mirror when he climbed in to drive. Joan's legs were parted, her head back with her mind lost in her thoughts of what was to come. I watched as her hand was rubbing her dress over her pussy. My wife was in another world, I did not know where her lust-filled mind would take us tonight, but I would soon find out.
We arrived at the front entrance to the club. The driver hustled around to open my wife's door, his pants noticeably bulging from watching Joan's long exposed legs and even her wet pussy in the mirror. Joan swung her legs out of the limo as the driver took Joan's hand, helping her from the car. My wife's other hand brushed firmly against his bulging hard-on, making the driver gasp as she stood up. He smiled as he held her hand firmly, guiding you up the front steps to the very exclusive club. All who passed Joan as she entered the club took notice of my beautiful sexy wife.
The doorman opened the club door, his eyes taking in my wife's sexy body. I followed behind, watching my wife's firm ass as she walked provocatively into the club. The maître d' greeted us warmly when Joan gave him our name for the reservation, and he smiled back knowingly. "This way, Miss Joan, I have the perfect table for you, right in the center of the room next to the dance floor and band. I think this will meet your expectations and more."
He held my wife's chair for her as she sat down. His eyes took in all of her beautiful, exposed body as he proceeded to take our drink order. Joan looked into my eyes, the sexual lust showing on her face. In a determined tone, Joan said, "Go under the table, lick and suck my soaked cunt and clit, while everyone watches until I orgasm." Yes, there was a tablecloth, but everyone who could see our table would know that I was a cuckold and that Joan was my master.
I slid under the table, pretending to be looking for something we dropped. My wife's legs were parted, her soaked, horny cunt glistening between her sexy white thighs. I moved closer, the fragrance of my wife's horny cunt, drawing me into her lust-filled world. Joan's legs opened wide as she shoved my face into her cunt and clit, soaked with piss and cum. The taste and smell of her cunt gave me a raging hard-on. My wife held my head tight, fucking my face with her soaked cunt and swollen clit, right in the middle of the room. I knew the other guests close by could tell from the sounds what we were doing. A loud moan escaped my wife's lips as she orgasmed over my face. Joan's cunt lips were wide open as I drank her lust-filled orgasmic fluids.
I heard the waiter approach with our drinks and talk. Joan's voice was very lust-filled as she answered him. I know he knew she had just cum, right there at the table, in front of everyone. After the waiter departed, I slid from under the table, my face covered in piss and cum. Joan smiled at me wickedly as I wiped my face with my napkin. I looked into my wife's face, and the lust for extreme sexual satisfaction still gleamed in her face and eyes. I had only taken a temporary edge off my wife's lust-filled needs with the oral fucking that had brought her to orgasm right there in the middle of the club.
I asked Joan if she would like to dance. A bright smile crossed her face as she finished her drink and gave me her hand. Joan's dress was not fully down in front, and as she rose from the chair, she fit into my arms like a glove on a hand. We danced around the room, giving everyone a great view of my hot sexy wife. As we danced, Joan kissed my lips passionately, tasting the love juices from her wet cunt, I had just finished licking to orgasm. My hands slid down my wife's bare back, cupping her beautiful ass cheeks, and moans came from my wife's lips as we danced provocatively around the room.
We returned to our table, and fresh drinks were waiting for us. Joan was still glowing with lust-filled thoughts. Joan leaned forward and said, "I am so fucking horny I need satisfaction and soon. I also need to pee, but I will save my golden juices until just the right time. Having the urge to piss just makes me feel fucking hornier. I want all the men to witness this horny, slutty cunt, pissing."
Joan was finishing her third drink when another guest approached our table asking, "Do you mind if I dance with your beautiful wife?" He was handsome, well-dressed, and his eyes didn't waver from my wife's body as he waited for my answer. I nodded yes.
Joan's brightly polished fingers rose to the stranger's outstretched hand, lifting her onto the dance floor and into his arms. My wife put her arms around his neck, draping her sexy body over his as they danced. I watched as the stranger's hands caressed Joan's body on the dance floor. My wife did not show any objection as his hands slid over her beautiful sexy body. Joan molded her body even tighter to this stranger as they danced. I knew she could feel his hard cock pressing against her body as he lifted her lust-filled face to his, and their lips met softly at first and then with more intense passion as they continued to kiss.