My 28 year old wife was drinking vodka from a flask at an out-of-town concert. She had already been drinking all day Saturday when we left for the concert.She was beginning to stagger by the time the show began. About one hour into the show, during the intermission between bands, she started falling down and slurring badly. I managed(barely) to get her back to the car. I struggled to get her into the passenger seat in the parking lot. I drove back toward out hotel with her u*********s in the passenger seat.
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My Passed-Out Wife
When we arrived at the hotel, I struggled to get her out of the car. Despite the fact that she only weighs 110 pounds, I could not lift her limp body. It was like lifting a rag doll. She ended up sprawled out on the asphalt parking lot, outside the car. I tried and tried to get her up with no success. A guy a little younger than us was walking toward the side entrance where I was parked and asked if I needed any help. He wanted to know if she was alive. I told him yes, that she had just passed-out from too much Vodka. I asked him to help me carry her to our 3rd floor hotel room.He ended up taking her legs and I took her arms. We made it to the stairwell and the second floor before I realized that he was pretty wasted too. He almost dropped her a couple times on the way to the third floor. I then noticed he was looking up her blue jean skirt as he carried her. As we walked toward room 323, I noticed he now had a bulging hard-on I must admit that my wife is very hot at 5' 6", 110 lbs. and sports a set of natural Ds. She was braless that night and her titties were bouncing slightly as we had come up the steps. We set her down while I unlocked the hotel room door.
Our new drunken friend commented that I was awfully lucky to have a woman as hot as her. As we laid her on the bed, I decided to give him a treat. I pulled her top up over her tits and asked what he thought of those spectacular breasts? Not even sure what made me do that? I wasn't much surprised when he asked if he could feel them. I really didn't know how to react so I leaned over her u*********s body to see if she was totally "out" and pinched her nipple very hard. If she was the least bit awake she would have responded because she has very sensitive nipples. She didn't move a muscle. The dudes eyes were now as big as saucers. He leaned over and grabbed both her breasts and squeezed them very hard. I asked him if he wanted to see more. He asked "Please, please. She is so f'in hot".
I bounced her up and down on the bed to pull her blue jean skirt up over her hips. She had on some red thong panties. She was looking smoking hot laying there with the jean skirt pulled up and her top pulled up exposing her perfect double Ds. I was beginning to get hard myself. Probably because I had had a few drinks and had a mild buzz, I asked him if he wanted to feel her tits again. He didn't answer, he just went for them. As I watched, I too had a raging hard-on instantly.
I still don't know why I did what I did next! I asked him if he could keep an eye on her while I went back and locked the car. I had already locked the car before we came up. I am not sure to this day why I made that excuse to leave the room. I guess I needed some time to absorb what was happening and why I was allowing it and liking it too.
I went back down to the first floor and lit a smoke. After smoking half of it, I headed back up after thinking I had gone to far leaving my u*********s wife alone with this stranger drunk dude.
I wasn't really surprised when I opened the door of the room and saw my wife with this guy between her legs and her panties hanging from one ankle. He was fucking her and just squeezing the hell out of her breasts. He had her knees bent up over her chest and had his arms on the outside of her knees as he was bent over her and grabbing her breasts while he pounded his meat into her. i wasn't even sure how to react. Watch? Pull him off her and punch him? Stick my hard-on in her mouth while he continued to fuck the hell out of her?
I took a deep breath and felt a rush of adrenalin. I am not sure what all was going through my mind as I froze in my tracks. The next words out of my mouth amaze me to this day. I said "Finish fucking her and then you have to leave". My wife was still passed-out cold. He took another minute or so worth of strokes and had his groaning climax. I will never forget the sight of my wife as he lifted away from her as she was laying on her back with her legs spread wide, bald pussy exposed, with her knees hanging over the end of the bed and her large tits just standing up. His cum was just beginning to plop out of her.
My only thought was to get him out of there. He pulled his pants back up and asked if I was mad. I just said "No. Let's leave". I walked him down to the entrance downstairs and told him it was okay and that we would be leaving early in the morning. I think he muttered his name as he said "Thanks Sir" and walked away. I lit another smoke and replayed the whole scene in my mind. The entire elapsed time from when I left him in the room with her and when I walked back in couldn't have been more than 5 minutes. I still wonder how long he waited before he pulled her panties down and spread her legs.
I headed back up to the room not sure what to do next. My first thought was to get her out of her clothes and make sure he had left no marks. My plan changes as soon as I opened that door and saw her still laying there with her jean skirt and top pulled up and legs spread wide, d****d over the side of the bed and her panties still dangling from her left ankle. As I got closer, I saw his thick milky juice running out of her bald pussy and staining the bedspread gave me an instant *****. I pulled off my jeans and stuck it right in her. She was tight, wet and warm. I reached an ****** in less than a minute as I fucked her thinking of what had just happened with this stranger and her. I wasn't sure what to feel about knowing her pussy was so slippery because of his cum. I finished and completely undressed her and got her under the covers.
I woke up again during the night and rolled her on her back and started to fuck her again.. She was no longer out cold but not really awake either. She made some sounds but really wasn't with it. I rolled her onto her stomach and begin to fuck her in her tight asshole. She refuses to do anal so this was a forbidden treat. The picture of the stranger fucking her as I walked in earlier flashed through my mind and I nutted instantly.
She woke up the next morning and didn't remember a thing. Last thing she remembered was the back-up band finishing and trying to walk to the concession stand.
That night occurred two years ago. I still replay it in my mind when I fuck her. I have never repeated that type of night. I find that I want to but just haven't done it. Maybe some day.