My Wife Samples A Spanish Treat

MY WIFE SAMPLES A SPANISH TREAT Recently my wife Liz and I attended a family reunion and we were surprised to see someone we hadn't seen in 20 years. It was Juan, who is the son of my mother's friend who lived in Spain. He came over that summer as an exchange student to live with us for a couple weeks. He was a chubby kid who was a few years younger than me and I remembered him to be a bit arrogant. I just started going out with my wife back then so she also remembered him. We hadn't spoken to Juan ever since he went back to Spain over 20 years ago. My wife and I were both stunned when we saw Juan enter the room that night. Instead being overweight, he was at least 6'3" and in incredible shape. After talking with him for awhile, we found out that he was a multi-sport athlete in college and still played soccer for the local semi-pro team. My wife was hanging on his every word, obviously loving the accent of this guy. She could not take her eyes off of him. I tried to break the spell by asking, "So, Juan, are you married?" I knew this might piss off my wife but she obviously loved his answer, "No. I was engaged a couple times but never married." My wife just smiled and said, "What a shame. I guess you just never found the right woman." He responded, "No. Not yet." After dinner, the band started playing and everyone got up to dance. My wife stood up and went over to Juan and asked him, "Will you be my dance partner?" He looked over at me and then back at her and Liz spoke up, "My husband won't mind. He was just getting up to get us some more drinks. Right, honey?" I just nodded since I was not too thrilled about dancing that night. Juan and Liz were tearing it up on the dance floor while holding hands as most of the songs were fast paced. My wife was wearing a strapless gown that night with plenty of cleavage in full view for everyone to see including Juan. I wasn't sure if one of her tits was going to pop out of her dress with all the spinning and bending that my wife was doing. I am sure Juan would have love that. Suddenly the music slowed way down and the lights dimmed. As the first slow song started, my wife pulled herself toward Juan and put both of her hands behind his neck. She just stared into his eyes the entire time softly talking and laughing. I could not believe she was falling for this guy. I think she forgot that I was a couple tables away. She kissed him gently a couple times and he slowly moved his hands down onto my wife's ass and pulled her closer. She then gave him a deep french kiss which he gladly accepted. There were a lot of people including family all around, but no one seem to notice what Liz was doing. Everyone was dancing, laughing and having a good time. I wanted to rain on her parade a little bit so I got up and tapped on his shoulder to cut in. As they broke apart, my wife said, "Please, honey. Not right now. I can dance with you anytime. Juan is a special guest and he is not in town that long. Go find someone else to dance with. Juan is mine for the evening." He just shrugged his shoulders and they resumed dancing. I was pissed and I stormed away and sat down and watched as they caressed each other in front of me. The music picked up a bit again and more people joined the dance floor. I was chatting with a couple of friends when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and it was Liz and Juan. She said, "I'm pretty beat so I'm going to call it a night. Juan said he would walk me down to our room, so you can stay here and enjoy." She wore a sly smile on her face but I agreed and kissed her goodnight. I had to admit she did look tired but I was suspicious about her motives. After they left the room, I decided to follow her to see if she was really going back to our room. I waited a few seconds and then left. The hotel was separate from the ballroom so we had to go outside to get to the rooms. I followed a safe distance behind and watched them as they walked hand in hand. Our room was on the first floor and they stopped in front of it. They chatted for awhile and then Liz leaned over and started kissing him. She grabbed his head with one hand and his ass with the other. He put both hands on her ass and squeezed them. The room key was in her hand and she handed it to him and he opened the door. They both disappeared inside. I quickly ran around the back to the sliding door and I noticed that it was left slightly opened. I could see and hear everything as I hid behind the bush. They were standing in front of the bed still lip-locked. I then saw my wife's hands come around front and she started undoing his belt. His pants quickly hit to the floor and she yanked down his underwear to reveal his Spanish sword. She started massaging it and the thing sprung to life. It was at least 9 inches long and incredibly thick. She rubbed it against her dress and finally broke out of the kiss and fell to her knees as she wrapped her lips around his massive cock. She looked up at him as she eased it into her mouth. He ripped off his shirt to expose his gifted chest. He had both hands on her head as she slowly slid more and more of his shaft into her mouth. She quickened her pace and there was no gag reflex present as more and more of it disappeared into her throat. He was controlling the action now pulling and pushing her head up and down as she frantically tried to keep up. He then arched his back and held her head down as he moaned and released his entire load right down my wife's throat. She did not spill one drop but instead pumped his dick for more. He pulled her to her feet and she stood there quietly as he stripped her of her clothes. He laid her down on the bed and spread her legs apart and buried his tongue into her cunt. She must have been dripping at this point anyway as he made her moan quickly. She pressed his head against her eager opening as she tried to get every inch of that tongue inside of her. She started panting and screaming as he licked her insides. She quickly orgasmed once and then again a few minutes later. He stood up and positioned his large member above her stomach and waved it at her. He then spoke up, "Is this what you want, Liz? You need to beg for it." She pleaded with him, "Please, Juan...fuck me. I need it inside me...Please, Juan!" He replied, "Am I better than your husband? Tell me you made a mistake in marrying him and not me!" She screamed back at him, "Yes, I made a mistake! I want you, not my husband! You are better than him! Please, I will do anything you ask!" He replied, "Would you leave him if I ask?" She was now at his mercy and yelled, "Yes!!! I will leave him for you! I only want you!" He answered, "Now, that's what I wanted to hear!" He then buried his large cock inside of her in one big thrust as her legs buckled. He started pounding her furiously and she begged for more. He continued to ram her for several minutes and then he made one final thrust and released his second load of Spanish cum deep inside of her. He collapsed on top of her and they both lay there motionless. I was pretty sure my wife would say anything to get laid but some of the words did disturb me. After several minutes, Juan got up and I could see his juices oozing out of my wife's cunt. She continued to lay there as he wrapped a sheet over her as she fell asleep. He got dressed and went over to kiss my wife and then left the room. In his mind, I believed he knew the conquest was complete. He probably laughed to himself knowing that I would arrive later to find my wife laying in our bed naked with his cum seeping out of her. I am pretty sure he could not give a shit since he was only in America for a few days and he got what he wanted after all those years. I later found out that my wife hooked up with him one more time before he left. Neither of us knew if or when Juan would come back, but sadly my wife would be waiting if he did. Liz Chessy 4567 1.82/512345