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Living The Fantasy, Part 1 Mmf, Cuckold, Wife

We both love movies and going to cinemas is one of our frequent hang outs. In a good movie I never like to talk and hardly something diverts my attention from the screen.
But wifey sitting in her seat in a bizarre posture did manage to get my attention and I could not help asking her if she was alrite.
The movie had some sensual scenes. Of course who would'nt want to see Mila Kunis naked but it was'nt a porn.
Her posture though was SUSPICIOUS.
We frequently go to this cinema in Dubai and there are lots of families or females around you and it hardly ever happens that wifey gets to sit with a guy on her side besides me. I guess before that it had happened a couple of times probably.
It was a cinema, a public place, so what was to be suspicious about. Nothing but my own wild imagination and fantasies I guess.
A three or four some has been in my mind for a very long time. Certainly longer than the 3 years of our marriage.
Its not that we had openly discussed the idea but I used to pretend to be some one else sometimes during our love making and she would follow the lead and make it sound like she is cheating with another man. At other times I would just start talking like we had another man around n would say things like" now he is kissing ur back while I suck ur boobs n now licking ur ass" etc. She always enjoyed this sex talk during sex and was usually very aroused by it.
The times before this when she had a guy sit next to her in a theater I would let my imagination run wild with thoughts of him trying to touch her at all the different places and she loving it.
It seemed like it was happening this time. Hard to say how it started, what triggered her, how did she become suddenly so receptive to a stranger's hand on her body.
She was sitting up slightly tilted to my side but not touching me. The shawl she was wearing was wrapped around her. It seemed like her left arm, farther from me was on the arm rest with elbow out like she is about to get up, only she wasnt getting up.
I could sense her gently rocking, very gently so. I did not want her or him to feel that I had sensed it. I looked through the corner of my eye and it looked like his hand was going under wifey's shawl. I could not tell whether he was squeezing her boob or reaching for her vagina. Was it over or inside her trousers or undies even.
I could not concentrate on Mila Kunis any more and was drowned in the imagination of how far would it go. I had a hard on, a hard one.

My names is Roma, like the girl from the indian movie, Don. It wasnt Don that we were watching in theater that night. It was a sexy comedy. Not very sexy but probably enough to make u think wild during a hot scene when the good looking young guy sitting next to you starts to feel ur arm. It was an uncommon occurence for me to sit beside a guy in a theater, usually its a female. This guy was handsome and he gave me a deep LOOK when he found his seat besides me. I peeked to the other side and found hubby looking some where else. My tummy sorta giggled. Its always nice to get a young guys attention like that. Makes me feel all young again. It was all innocent untill he started feeling my skin during a SCENE. I moved my hand once from the arm rest but put it back there again thinking that it might have been a mistake.
He was less subtle the next time, might have considered it my permission when I put my arm back there. My heart skipped a beat or two n then started racing as hubby was right next to me. For some reason I didnt move my hand, looked at hubby who is always deep engrossed in a movie then looked to the OTHER guy who gave me a shy smile. I adjusted my shawl, wrapped it around myself so that the ACTIVITY was not visible. We were at the last seat of the theater, no one behind us to notice.
And this time his hand squarely falls on mine as soon as my arm is back on the arm rest. A kissing seen soon ensued in the movie and put a smile on my face. He threw his hand in my lap and started caressing my thigh. I noticed that his position was awkward when he tried to move his hand to reach my boob. I shifted my position to facilitate his approach, trying not to make it obvious for hubby. My heart and brain were both pounding. It felt like I was cheating, well it was cheating.
But it was hubby who had put this idea in my mind by talkin about it during sex all the time, ok most of the times or probably just some times but all these ideas were racing through my mind so fast. I thought my heart pounding might be audible in the whole theater.
He was squeezing my boob gently from over my shirt, trying to get his hand inside from the top. He managed to get to my skin and his warm hands felt strange, very excitingly strange. He some how got a hold of my nipple and my eyes went shut. The fear, the pleasure, the rebellious idea of cheating and the thrill of it was making me very horny. A few minutes ago, I could never have imagined that I would ever be doing anything like this in my life.
His hand was now taking the liberty of reaching between my thighs and was kinda like knocking there to have my legs apart. I thought it would not be right as I might be moaning like a pig in heat if I allowed that. My gentle rocking might already have been picked up by hubby.

The movie was coming to an end and it seemed like the two seats on my left occupied by my wife and some guy had come to peace. Her awkward posture had come back to usual and her heavy breathing was coming back to normal. Signs that the movie was coming to an end. Wifey had probably orgasmed, no it could never be so silent. May be the guy came, yea must be that or just the movie perhaps.
Wifey forced some laughter at jokes towards the end of the film n so did I.
When the lights turned on after the movie I looked over to the left to find a triumphant smile on the guys face and a still flushed face of wifey.
OK WHAT WAS NEXT I thought.
I took the slightly shivering hand of my gorgeous wife and helped her up.
There was another guy with that GUY whom he was talking in confidence possibly briefly narrating his endeavours or the plan of what to do next.
Our plan was to go to a well known club where a few of our friends were to join before going back to the hotel for the night. We were to have dinner there and would have sat there till late as we did sometimes over weekends.
There was the weekend hustle in the mall where this cinema was. Both of us took the trip to the toilets and it must have been there that it happened.
Walking towards the parking lot wifey told me that she was not feeling well and felt like going to the hotel. I showed my genuine concern and told her that we can take a rain check from the dinner but wifey insisted that I should not ruin my night for her account. Generally if I would leave her home alone when she wasnt feeling well, she would be pissed off next morning but this time I found her strongly insisting that I ought to go see my buddies. When my vivid imagination came back to work a smile spread on my lips and I agreed to drop her home on our way n then continue to the club. I called her 20 minutes after dropping her, she said she was fine and was goin to go to bed and that I should take my time. I told her that the guys have plans to stay out late and so I would not be home for another 3-4 hours atleast. She was ok with it as I anticipated.
I had been watching the guys following us in their car and noticed it park in the hotel parking when I left wifey there and went out.
I left my car out some distance away from the hotel and got to the hotel lobby. I found the three of them in the hotel bar. Wifey had a scared look on her face. The same guy was talking to her and the other guy was doing the look out. I managed to stay out of their sight. I saw wifey shaking her head in a no with an uncomfortable look on her face. The look out guy got her a coke glass which she gulped down quickly and soon after looked more at ease.
She took out her phone again and my phone started ringing. She asked me if I had reached the club and I told her that she could hear the noise around me. I asked her if she was alright and if I should come back. She assured me that I need not to worry and should take ALL my time.
Immediately after hanging up I rushed out of the bar and went straight to our room. It was a huge room and I needed a place to hide. I felt I was more excited than wifey for the action. On my way up I was thinking about how passionate my wife was always during sex. She loved to enjoy it in all the possible ways and I wanted to see her while she enjoyed another man. I could already see her naked 36D boobs a 30 waist and a chunky ass being taken care of by that guy.
I was working against time to find a suitable place to watch it from without them knowing. I thought the closet was a good place. Its door was jammed and we had not tried to open it after the first time. I forced its door open and then closed it leaving a slit for me to watch through.
I pushed a stool inside to sit on. Wifey would never notice it missing. The wait got long. I found out that in a closet half an hour feels like an eternity.
She was the 1st to arrive. The closet was just adjacent to the bathroom door. She came to the room panting, threw her stuff at the chair and sat on the bed facing the closet and shaking her head and saying oh my god what am I doing, what am I doing. She got up and went into the bathroom and came back with a wet face and slightly wet hair, making her look more sexy. She went and stood in front of the mirror repeating I can't do this, this just could'nt be happening, I must be dreaming, over n over.
It was just over five minutes after wifey got in that the door opened and closed and suddenly wifey got concious of herself took one last look on herself and turned around to meet the eyes of the guy. She said I am very nervous Dave I dont think I can do this. Dave came closer to her and said its no bad thing to have some fun once in a while. They were standing close to the bed which was pretty much right in front of me. Wifey's back was to the door. Dave came close to her and held her arms and laid a kiss on her lips. Wifey hesitated and moved back a little. Dave started kissing the rest of her face, her forehead, cheeks, moving to the ears and low moans started coming from her mouth. Her hands had now landed on his back. My heart was pumping like a machine gun, I could feel it in my throat. My ears were getting hot as hell. If the cinema thing was a work of my imagination, this was certainly not. It was happening right in front of me. My wife, another guy, kissing. It felt different than how I had imagined it and I had imagined this a hundred times. I suddenly felt extremely jealous with a current running through my body. I sat back, closed my eyes and tried to control my heart rate by deep breaths. The sudden rush soon wore off and I started feeling better. The jealousy again turning into excitement like that of a child who wants to see what happens next in the fairy tale that has suddenly materialized in front of his eyes.
I started looking again and this time found them locked in a lip kiss in a passionate embrace, hands moving all over each other.
My jaw literally dropped when I saw the other guy walk silently behind wifey grabbing her waist and landing a kiss on the side of her neck.
The french kiss paused and wifey looked at Dave who told her that it will be fine. We will not do anything that u dont want. Those guys were both good looking and did not look like usual ass holes. I dont know what had they said to her to convince her for a 3 some like this.
But for me it was getting better. It was a three some which I had mostly imagined but in my imagination I used to be a part of it.
Wifey's arms were now around Dave's neck who was holding her arms there and the hands of Bill were caressing her tummy.
Instead of moving up to her boobs he started massaging her shoulders and wifey halted the kiss and enjoyed to massage of her neck and shoulders for a while. He moved his hands down on her back and massaged his way down to her bums and started feeling those closely again. Bill again moved his hands to her tummy. By this time Dave had started kissing her neck and she had thrown her head back for ease of his access. She let out a loud moan when Bill landed his hands on her boobs and started massaging those slowly. It was like the guys had been briefed that she likes it slow, to start with atleast. Probably that was what they were talking about in the bar downstairs. My beating heart had gradually come to peace with this new emotion and had quietly start to feel the pleasure of WATCHING.
I have always been very fond of wifey. I find her very attractive and do consider myself a lucky man always. What I missed during our sex was that I was not able to properly see her enjoy it. I wanted to relish looking at her voluptuous tits when those were dangling about during sex. I wanted to see her killer ass shake when she was being thumped from behind. I wanted to admire her body and the the looks of gratification on her face when she experienced it. And now it was all happening.
I was trying to get over the idea that all this might be a dream but the back ache from sitting in that absurd way in a closet would draw me back to reality.
Bill was now pressing his dick into her ass and Dave had pressed his down on her vagina. What an awesome sandwich it was!
Bill was constantly massaging her back and Dave had taken up massaging her boobs n his kisses were going from her neck to chest. Bill started kissing the back and it seemed like they were doing synchronized kissing on the front and back. Wifeys hands were now in Daves hair and she pulled his hair once his kisses reached her nipples. Her dark large nipples on a large areola base were already erect with the sensual touches of two hunks. She arched back and was supported by Bills chest. Her moans were getting louder n louder n my dick was getting harder n harder. She had thrown her arms back around Bill's neck now and was in a trance of a new tongue and pair of lips servicing her nipples. He was squeezing and licking more passionately now. Dave soon unbuttoned her trousers and started pushing it down. Bill helped her straight and then he sat down pulling her trousers with him. Dave took back the boobs control and Bill was kissing her now bare ass while slowly pulling the trouser down. He went down kissing the back of her thighs and then her calves. She was still wearing her undies, the only thing she had on now. She was now pulling Dave's shirt off and once off she started kissing his hair less muscular chest. This thing always meant that her passion was beyond control now. Bill stood up, held her by her waist and turned her towards him. Now he was the one getting her nipples and Dave switched to the ass. He gently pulled her panties down, ever so slowly, helping his hands with his teeth, kissing his way down. He dug her face in her cleft licking the ass hole I presumed. She moved her buttocks back to give him more room and was now very loudly moaning. I want to get on the bed, was what she probably whispered in Bill's ear n the guys then took her to the bed where she lied face down. Her feet were towards me. The guys took one side each. One started kissing from her neck down and the other from her feet up. It felt like they had stolen the ideas from my imaginations or were possibly reading my thoughts at that time. My restlessness was growing. I didnt want to see all this through a narrow slit. I wanted to be out there looking closely. It occured to me than to take out my fone and try n zoom in on the proceeding. It also gave me a chance to put the fone on silent, something I had totally forgotten. I tried that with some success and was now able to move my hands up n down to get a better closer view using the fone.
She had her legs wide apart and her watering hole was visible to me. I thought about Dave kissing the insides of her thigh moving his way up to the pussy. He complied but that blocked my view. A loud moan announced his tongue's arrival to her pussy. I bet she was loving a new tongue. Her sounds convinced me of this too.
Bill had also removed his shirt by now and was all over her back. Wifey moved to right side and Bill was quick to take a boob in hand and the other in mouth. Dave shifted position between her legs but I still could not get a view of his tongue on her clit. I so wanted to be out there. Dave's tongue was giving her currents of pleasure and she rolled on her back with the same action continuing. She was getting the pleasure of her life and I was happy for her and to see her being pleased by two men.

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