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Husband asks prude wife to Just Act Sexy for her Birthday and she surprises him

Let me give a little background on us. My name is Michael and my wife is Lisa. I first saw Lisa at a college dorm party. She was a freshman, and right off the bat I was smitten. She was the most beautiful, sexy girl I had ever seen. I watched her dancing. The way she moved her body was so erotic. I could have sat there and watched her for hours. Well, as soon as she left the dance floor, I went over and introduced myself and asked her to dance. Apparently, she like something about me because we spent the rest of the party together and before leaving, she gave me her phone number.

We are both physically fit, in fact before we graduated, we played on several intramural teams. Ultimate frisbee was the best, but also volleyball and tennis. Lisa loves sports and has followed our Alma Matter athletics more than I have.

She is 5’7”, shoulder length silky brown hair, and the perfect hour glass figure. Seriously, my Lisa is what dreams are made of. Except, she is not interested in sex. How can someone who is so damn sexy, be such a prude? She wouldn’t let me get passed 2nd base until we were married. I was horny all the time but I fell head over heals in love with her. Since I would literally do anything for her, keeping it in my pants was torture to say the least but I loved her. She felt loved from me by me not pressuring her to have sex.

As you probably guessed, we got married our Junior year. Now, I thought that once we were married, the flood gates would open and we would have sex every day. Boy, was I wrong! Don’t get me wrong, we had sex couple time a week for the first little while and then pretty much once a week. For the next 10 years the only time we had sex more than once a week was on my birthday and Father’s day.

We had several heated discussions about spicing up our sex life, but often these ended up in an argument or her feelings being hurt. After trying everything I could to get her to enjoy and want sex more often or at all, I finally resolved to be content with what I had. Don’t get me wrong, I love my wife, my two kids, and my life. Just would have liked to have more chemistry in the intimacy department.

So you can understand how exciting it was when one year on her birthday she got her sex back, so to speak. Lisa’s body didn’t seem to age. In fact, she was even more beautiful and sexy and age 34 than when I first met her. I had asked her out on a date to go out to dinner and dancing. Just to make it more romantic, I arranged a limo to pick us up. We went to a nice restaurant and then to a dance club in the city. She had had some wine with dinner and on the way to the club she asked me why I loved her. Well, we were both in good moods and both were loosened up by a bottle of very good wine. So, I proceeded to tell her how I fell in love with her the moment I saw her.

Something like this: “Oh Lisa, from the moment I saw you I fell in love with you. First, I fell for your amazing sexy body. Yes, I was in love with your body first. Seeing you dancing so hot and sexy at that party. . . I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. Then when you agreed to dance with me, I found out how nice and genuine you were. I was expecting either a stuck up prom queen or an air head dumb blond. However, you exceeded all my exception of that first meeting, and I then fell in love with YOU. I always wanted my wife to be my best friend and you are my best friend. I would rather hang out with you than anyone else. Playing sports with you and how much fun you are to be with. You are even sexy when you are all sweaty.”

At that point she gabbed my face and started kissing me. Not just any kiss, but passionately. Then she apologized for being such a stick in the mud. “What?” I asked kind of dumbfounded. She said, “I know you what more spice in our sex life and I just don’t need sex as much as you. But honey, tonight I will be as sexy as you want.” I couldn’t believe my ears. This has been what I have wanted to hear from her for our whole marriage. I told her, “Hon, tonight you have a hall pass to be as sexy as you can be. Hell, if you feel like it, be a total slut. Flirt with every guy. Anything goes.” I was envisioning seeing my wife dance really sexy and then taking her home and having amazing sex. Well, be careful when you give your wife a hall pass, you never know what might happen.

Sure to her word, when we got to the club, she was her young sexy self. Everyone at the club noticed the hot, sexy, MILF on the dance floor. She was wearing a burgundy silk blouse and black silky skirt just like on dances with the stars. When she turned around the skirt fanned out, making it easy to see her red panties.

We had only been there half an hour when I went to get drinks and some guy took the opportunity to dance with my wife. When I came back with drinks the two of them were dirty dancing. Now, most guys would have been mad as hell with jealousy but I found it erotic. Yes, my wife is sexy-hot. Why not show her off a little? And maybe, just maybe, dancing with this guy will get her in the mood. My biggest fantasy is for my wife to get really horny. Maybe knowing other guys find her sexy will do the trick for her.

So I watched them for a few songs. When she came over, Paul, followed her. He introduced himself and I about fainted. Well, my jaw dropped. He looked exactly like Paul Walker. When the first Fast and Furious movie came out, Lisa admitted that Paul Walker was her celebrity crush. She watch all the Fast and Furious movies with him, even though she hates action adventure movies, just so she could drool oven Paul Walker. And tonight she was dancing with him. Even his fist name was Paul.

He was well dressed, and very likable. When I mentioned that Paul Walker is Lisa’s celebrity crush, she punched me in the arm and her face turned red with embarrassment. It was so cute! Perhaps I was a little drunk, because I then let it slip that it was Lisa’s birthday and she had a “Hall Pass” to be as sexy as she wanted. Again, she punched my shoulder and her face went all red. Paul got this attractive devious smile and said, “Oh really, well what can I do for the birthday girl?” in a very suggestive tone of voice.

Lisa dismissed him and quickly took me out on the dance floor. As we talked, she ask me, “What are you thinking?” I am like “What?” Then she says, “You are practically giving Paul Walker permission to have me.”

“Do you want to be had? Remember, it’s your birthday and you have a Hall Pass. And you said you were going to be sexy tonight. Honey, don’t worry, let your hair down and have fun. Be as sexy as you want. I love it when you are sexy.” I said to her not know what I was starting.

After dancing for a few more minutes, she come up close to me. With a sinister smile, she whispers in my ear, “OK. . . If sexy is what you want then sexy is what you are going to get.” Then she starts to move her body. She was just like I remember from the first time I saw her dance. Oh the way she moves her hips. . . So sexy. She came up and was grinding her perfect ass into me. I was having the time of my life, and so was she. I love seeing her smiling and having fun.

Then I had to go pee really bad. I was having so much fun, but nature was calling. When I got back from the boys room, it took a few minutes to find her. But then I saw my wife dancing with Paul over in the corner. They were really dirty dancing. She had her ass in his crotch and he had his hands all over her.

Now I know there are guys that like to share their wives but I am not one of them, at least I didn’t think I was one of them. However, seeing her acting so slutty with Paul. . . Well, knowing that he was her crush, I just got so excited watching them. She was smiling from ear to ear and I loved it.

Some people left from the table that was up a few stairs and close to the dance floor where they were dancing. So I took our drinks and went up and sat at the table with the best view. I tried not to stare but they were just so hot and I really liked watching my wife being all sexy.

They danced for several songs. At one point she looked up at me and I gave her the thumbs up sign so they continued to bump and grind with each other. At one point I think I saw Paul’s hand on my wife’s breast. She let him! Oh shit! My prude little wife was really acting like a slut. It was such a turn on.

Finally, they came over and sat with me. I told them how hot they looked together. Paul said she was the best dancer he had ever danced with and that he had danced a lot. Lisa was still smiling so I knew she was having fun.

But then she excused herself and went to the lady’s room. Paul asked me if I was OK with him dancing with Lisa and I assured him that I was. Then I told him, how much I liked watching her loosen up and let her sexy side out. He looked a little perplexed so I explained that Lisa is normally a prude and that I liked watching her let her hair down. The next question took me by surprise, “How far would you let her go tonight?” Paul ask. It wasn’t suggestive or aggressive, just checking out the waters. I had to think for a little and then I said to him “Remember, she has a hall pass and she can go as far as she wants. I might share her but I’m not giving her away. It’s her birthday and. . . well, I am excited to see how sexy she is going to be.” The smile on his face was priceless.

Just then the waitress came by and Paul ordered a round of drinks for all of us. When I told him what Lisa likes to drink, he made it a double and looked at me with a silly ass grin just like back in college. The thought popped into my mind, “What the hell am I getting us into?” But I was too excited and curious to see how far Lisa would go.

We continue to chat and we got on the subject of cars. Apparently Paul owns a Maserati. I have never known anyone who had a Maserati. He told me how it had aggressive power but a perfect ride. He could tell I was fascinated with the car. He said I could see it if I wanted. Of course I wanted to see it, but just then the drinks arrived.

The drinks got back before Lisa and as she sat down Paul handed her the double strong Margarita. When she sipped it, she looked at me and I knew that she knew it was a double. When I smiled at her and nodded she continued to sip it. We talked and it turns out we all went to the same university, but Paul was there about 7 years after us. All of a sudden we were best friends, laughing and giggling about old times. Turns out Paul played Lacrosse for our team and they came very close to winning a national championship.

Next thing I know, Lisa has finished her drink, and Paul is asking if it is OK if he dances with her. I continue to sip on my drink as my wife heads to the dance floor with a guy that she is obviously has the hots for. As soon as they started dancing the bumping and grinding continued. After a few songs they were not hiding the fact that they were both total into each other. The sexual energy between them was intense. It was the sexiest dirty dancing I had ever seen.

After watching them practically turn on the whole club with their dancing and the fact they were the most attractive couple in the place, they started to play baseball. They got to first base with a very sensual kiss that even though it was only a minute it was one of those electrifying first kisses.

Then a song by Mariah Carey, Touch My Body, started to play. A few minutes later, they got to 2nd base. I think the lyrics effected Lisa and she let Paul touch her body. She had her back to him, leaning into him. His right hand was touching her hair, then her neck, and then down the front of her neck. He didn’t stop and she didn’t stop him. Next thing I know his hand has slipped under her blouse and bra. He is feeling my wife’s beautifully perfect bare breast and she is not stopping him. She has this look on her face of pure ecstasy.

She finally pulls away. They continue to dance but they are so caught up into each other. Next time she comes up to Paul they kiss again and this time he moves his hands down on her ass. Oh, how I love that ass. I truly believe it is the most perfect ass on the planet. I feel my heart jump as he squeezes her ass, pulling her into him. Now, I am wondering, actually, I am sure he has a raging boner. She has to know it too, because it is pushing in her skirt and with the shoes she is wearing, it is right at her pussy level.

The song by Beyonce, Naughty Girl, plays. Then Paul turns her around, wraps his arms around her, and she looks back at him so he can kiss her again. Paul moved his hand down to her leg. Lisa didn’t stop him as his hand moved up, under her skirt and stopped between her leg. Oh shit! they got to third base right on the dance floor. He must have been touching her pussy with just the thin panties separating his fingers from her sex. My wife was letting a guy she just met touch her sex.

That is when reality hit me and jealousy starts to set in. I figured I better go help my wife before she does something she or I will regret. When I get up my legs wobble a little. Shit, I am drunk too. Good thing we have a limo coming to take us home. When I get to where the two of them are being naughty they both smile at me like nothing is happening. Paul tells me I have the sexiest girl on the planet. Lisa comes up to me and wraps her arms around me. She kisses me and suddenly I am OK with everything.

While the three of us dance, they are trying to say something I can’t understand because the music is playing so loud. Paul comes up close to me so he can ask me if I am OK with everything. I nod my head, yes. Of course I am also horny as hell. I really just want to take my wife out and fuck her. Then Lisa puts her month next to my ear and with slurred words, asks me if like my wife being a naughty girl. She has a very sexy smile and I smile back. Putting my mouth to her ear, “Yes, I love my naughty girl. How naughty can you be tonight?” She gets this wicked smile on her face and asks, “How naughty can I get?” I remind her, “You have a hall pass. Be as naughty as you like.” Her smile now is from ear to ear and it is obvious she has something on her mind.

The music stops and over the loud speaker I hear “Last Call.” So we go back to our table. Paul ordered a last round of drinks. For some reason I ask Lisa if she knew that Paul drives a Maserati? She looks at him all excited and says she wants to see it. I forget about how horny I am, and say I want to see it too. As we are waiting for our drinks Lisa is flirting big time with Paul. She asked him what he has done in his “fancy car.” He flirts right back by telling her how sexy his car would look with her in it.

The club had started thinning out and now there are very few left. We finished our drinks and the three of us head out the front door. I never planned on doing anything with Paul but I should have know that leaving the club together was kind of giving the signal that we wanted something to happen.

Paul told us to follow him. He doesn’t park at the club. He parks his car where it is safe. So we follow him down the street a little and then behind a bank. He had parked in the bank parking lot. His car was the only one there. What a sporty looking four door sedan. He said his friend works at an exotic body shop. This Maserati was totaled and sold to the body shop for parts. Paul bought it from the shop at cost and then his friend helped him restore it back to perfect condition. He was surprised how little it took and how good it turned out.

As I am admiring his car, Paul asks if he can kiss my wife. Without really thinking about where it could lead, I tell him she has a hall pass and tell him it’s up to her. She grabs Pauls face and they skip kiss and go straight to make out. There was serious chemistry there as they passionately kissed. Watching them put me right back into the most horny state I have ever been. My prude wife getting so sexy, naughty, and now passionately make out right there in the parking lot was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. Not only did I not want them to stop, I wanted Paul to hit a home run with my wife.

Not wanting to be left out, I came up behind them and started kissing Lisa on the back of her neck. As I did, Paul puts his hands to the sides of her breast, then worked them so he was groping her breast. After feeling her breast through her blouse, he stops kissing and unbuttons her blouse. When all her button are undone, I unfasten her bra. Now Paul puts his hands on Lisa’s bare breast and resumes making out.

My senses must have completely left me, because I put my hands on her legs and inched my way up under her skirt until I was at her panties. For some reason that I don’t know, I grabbed the waist band of her panties and pulled down. When I got her panties to her ankles, she lifted up one foot at a time, allowing me to remove her panties. I put them in my pocket.

Now I loved knowing that she was naked under her skirt. As I was nibbling on her neck, I pulled her skirt up so she has bare pussy against Paul. With my month right at her ear, I asked, “Do you want to find out how excited you are making Paul.” I believe Paul undid his belt and Lisa unbuttoned then unzipped his pants. Next thing I know, Paul’s pants are at his ankles and his erection is free. I pulled up Lisa’s skirt giving Paul’s boner access to my wife’s sex.

I thought that they would just rub their sex together. I had never been able to enter a girl while standing, so I didn’t think they would be able to either.

It really got my attention when Lisa spread her legs wider apart. So I reached down to her butt and as I moved my hand forward suddenly I was feeling the head of Paul’s cock rubbing against her crack. He was fucking her without going inside of her. To this day I don’t know why, but I wanted Paul’s cock inside my wife. For a few minutes I felt Paul’s cock rubbing my wife’s crack as they continued to kiss. I don’t think any of us wanted to do anything that would make Lisa stop. But, I was so horny. I wanted Lisa to get fucked. So using my fingers, I spread her pussy lips apart, exposing her dripping wet vagina. Paul’s cock slid back and forth from her clitoris and then past her hole. At this angle he couldn't enter her. I was content just feeling his cock rubbing against my wife’s pussy. This was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. For what seemed like 20 minutes they kisses while his cock slide back and forth rubbing her pussy. He must have been frustrated because he was so close to entering my wife. But she wasn’t letting him.

After maybe another ten minutes of making out and Paul’s cock rubbing her pussy Lisa took control. She raised her right foot so her leg was wrapped around Paul’s waist. Then she reached down, taking a hold of his hard cock and directed it to her now open love hole. The head of his cock was right at Lisa’s love hole. He hesitated for just an instant and then pushed. I felt his cock head penetrate my wife’s vagina. He pulled back and pushed again and this time half of it was inside of her. He pulled back again and this time when he pushed forward he buried his whole boner inside my wife.

Holy Shit! My wife is getting fucked by a guy she just met tonight. A guy that looks like Paul Walker, whom she has a serious crush. And I am right behind her. I know that his cock is buried inside of her because my hand is between her legs and I felt it enter her. In fact, now Paul is pumping in and out and I still have my hand between my wife’s legs. I can feel this cock going sliding in and out of a very wet love hole.

They stop kissing and Paul leans back a little which allows his cock to penetrate even deeper. I watch him as he looks down at their sex. He watches his own cock disappearing inside my beautiful wife’s sex. She is standing on her left leg with the right leg is wrapped around Paul’s waist. Her arms are resting on his should and her hands are behind his neck just holding on as he fucks her.

It might be perverted but I still have my hand between her legs feeling his cock going in and out of my wife’s cunt. It is getting slicker and slicker as both their juices is lubricating Paul’s cock.

Then the inevitable happens. Paul’s starts moaning softly and I realize he is about to fill my wife with his sperm. I know she is fertile and unprotected but I want him to cum inside of her. To fill her up with his seed. Paul pushes hard into Lisa and I know he is emptying his ball inside my wife. Just as he is cumming, Lisa moves her hands to his butt and pulls him into her. Oh Shit! My wife is have an orgasm as Paul is filling her with his sperm. They are climaxing together!

Now they are both trying to catch their breath as they embrace in the afterglow of mind blowing sex. I hear Lisa tell Paul not to move, and for an instant I wonder what is going on. Then she turns around and passionately kisses me for just a few seconds. She then proceeds to unbuckle my belt, unbutton then unzip my pants. She pulls out my rock hard boner. Oh did he need to be freed. The next thing still blows my mind. Lisa turns around, bends over offering herself to me, and takes Paul’s shrunken cock in her mouth.

Well, I am no dummy. I sink my aching cock inside her very wet love hole and fuck her as hard as I can. She was so wet with his cum dripping out of her. Up until now, I would have thought it gross to fuck a used pussy, but now I am so horny I don’t care. Actually, it arouses me even more knowing my cock is going inside my wife’s already used cunt. Dam, I love sloppy seconds. After about 5 minutes of pumping hard I explode inside my wife, adding my sperm to what already there.

After draining every drop of cum out of me; Lisa stands up, slowly turns around, and asks me if that was naughty enough. Grabbing her and holding her tight I kiss her mouth. The same mouth that just sucked Paul’s cock clean. Then with a smirk, I tell her that was pretty good for the first time, but she may need to work some more on her naughty skills. With that we all laugh.

Paul has his pants back on and as I am pull up my pants he gives Lisa a kiss telling her that was probably the best sex of his life. We say our goodbyes and as Paul is getting into his car he asks if we ever want to do that again to call him and he hands me his business card.

The limo is waiting for us at the club. As we are driving home a million thoughts are going through my mind. I want to tell Lisa that was the most erotic event of my life, but I am not sure I want to ever do it again. She must have read my mind because she snuggle up next to me, and I wrap my arms around her. Finally I tell her, “Boy, when you get naughty, you really get naught.” Then I tell her how much I love her. She expresses her love for me, and tells me that was a one time experience. . . but I should keep Paul’s card just in case.