“I would like to try more of what we did again tonight,” Abbey said.

George moaned, “You mean you want to go back to the glory hole and fuck strangers?”

She nodded, “I want to go back and get fucked by all the strangers. Feel them filling my cunt with their cum while watching you stroke yourself.”

George moaned again, “You really want this? You’ve tipped out your pills, and you want to go back to the adult store and get fucked by complete strangers?”

She stepped over to him and gave him a slow passionate kiss on the lips. “Yes, don’t you? Don’t you want to see me with my arse against the wall, begging for some stranger to cum in me, to knock me up?” As she spoke, she reached down to grab his crotch through his pants. He was hard and throbbing in her grip. “Just ask me nicely, and we will go out tonight and not come home until two in the morning, with me dripping of strange men’s cum.”

He groaned and kissed her back, “Please Abbey, can we go back and get you fucked hard by strange men?”

Abbey moaned at his words, “What if they didn’t want to fuck me through a hole? What if they wanted to suck on my tits while they fucked me?”

He kissed her again as he felt her hand slide his zipper down, “I would love that. You could go into the booth beside me and get fucked while I watch through the hole.”

She pulled his cock out and stroked him, “What if they wanted to take me home?” she asked.

George shuddered in her grip, “Well, it would be rude for you to say no wouldn’t it?” he asked her.

“You want me to?” she asked, “You want me to go home with a stranger and spend the night begging for him and whoever else to breed me?” she continued. “For me to come home the next afternoon, or the day after that, with a condom full of cum to suck down in front of you as I tell you about how they fucked me every which way until I was drooling in pleasure?” George shuddered again, and she quickly stopped stroking him. “No, no cumming,” she said.

“I think that all sounds so hot to have my wife go on such an adventure,” he kissed her once more.

“You aren’t worried they would get me to do something kinkier?” she asked.

He moaned, “I hope they will. I hope they get you to do all sorts of things you never thought you would.”

Abbey moaned, “Really? You aren’t worried I would go too far?”

He shook his head, “I want you to be a completely debased slut, if that is what you want.”

“I want to try and be their complete bitch, whatever they want for a day or two,” she confessed.

George moaned, “So if they have friends and want to fuck you in every hole? Make you airtight?” he asked.

Abbey smiled, “I would,” she said.

“What if they wanted pictures or recordings?” She nodded at his words. “To mark you? With tattoos or to whip you?”

Abbey smiled, “I know you have always wanted to get me into being flogged. How would it feel if I let them flog me first? Let them whip me first?” she asked.

George couldn’t help but moan, “The idea of you taking that which I have wanted for so long and giving it freely to some stranger makes me jealous and horny.”

“If I was gone for a night or two, would you be alright?” she asked.

George nodded, “You might come home to find friction burns on my cock from me stroking myself so much, but yes, I would be alright.”

“While I was getting fucked, while I was giving in to whatever debased desires of the strangers who take me home want, you will be stroking your cock in excitement?”

George nodded, “Yeah, I think this all sounds so erotic.”

“So, is this what you want tonight?” she asked.