Hotwifing changed mine and Luke’s lives for the better. And not just our sex lives. Our intimacy was off the charts, our bond was stronger than ever, and my confidence was sky high. When Luke first mentioned wanting me to hotwife, I was hesitant to say the least. The thought of having sex with anyone but him was unsettling. Unlike he described, in detail, how much it turned him on.
“It’s not about you having sex with any man,” he explained. “It’s about knowing that they want you so fucking bad but they can’t have you. Because you’re mine. They can fuck you, but you’re always coming home to me.”
Luke spoke with passion and authority I’d never seen before. After that, hotwifing became part of our lives.We found a local club known for having the hottest bulls and wives looking to hook up. My first few encounters were a little awkward but, before long, I was a pro at finding and seducing the hottest guys in the club (with the help of my wingman bartender, Jorge of course).
First there was Mark. A very serious-looking businessman with a secret spanking fetish. Second was Chad, the surfer boy who’s blonde hair tickled my thighs every time he went down on me. And then, there was Ronnie. My strong, steady, and reliable fuck that always made me cum within seconds and treated my body like a five-course meal. After fucking in the club a few times, Ronnie became my go-to booty call anytime Luke and I were feeling naughty and wanted to bring a third person into the bedroom.
It started with Ronnie coming over for dinner and meeting Luke. Ironically enough, Luke had eaten Ronnie’s cum from my pussy at least half a dozen times but never actually met the guy. Over dinner we chatted about everyday stuff like Ronnie’s online business and family before we addressed the elephant in the room.
“So, Ronnie, tell me when you started going to the hotwife club.”
Ronnie laughed at Luke’s straightforward approach and I was relieved. I didn’t want to offend him.
“About a year ago,” Ronnie responded, not skipping a beat.
“Do you have a girlfriend or anything? Does she mind?”
“Luke!” I nudge his foot under the table. “This isn’t an interrogation.”
Luke glanced over at me with a stern look. “It sort of is, Lindsay. If he’s going to be fucking my wife on a regular basis, I have a right to know what the guy’s all about.”
Luke spoke as if Ronnie wasn’t in the room.
“Hey, no it’s okay,” Ronnie said, holding up his hand and putting down his fork. “He’s right.”
He turned his attention to Luke.
“No girlfriend. I had a few here and there but nothing too serious. I’m married to my business and for now, that’s okay.”
“So, why hotwifing?” Luke asked, genuinely curious.
“Honestly?” Ronnie said, flashing his perfectly straight white teeth and dimples that made my knees weak. “There’s nothing sexier than the idea of pounding and pleasing someone’s wife and then sending her home to her man. It’s like, I get to fuck her silly and then they get off on the idea of it. Everybody wins.”
Luke sat silent for a moment and I couldn’t read his expression. I looked back and forth from Ronnie to Luke and just when I thought I couldn’t bear it any longer, Luke smiled. He lifted his glass of wine and tipped it in Ronnie’s direction.
“Cheers to that.”
And that’s how Ronnie became our third. We had him over at least once every few months. Sometimes Luke watched him fuck me and other times Luke would leave when Ronnie arrived or he’d sit upstairs while we fucked in the basement or outside.
My pussy throbbed as the memories flooded my mind. I closed my eyes and let my hands wander down my silky white nightgown. I remembered the feeling of Luke’s hands on my body when I returned to the car after my first night at the club with Ronnie. He was hungry. Animalistic. He couldn’t wait to taste the hot fresh creampie between my legs. I came harder that night than I ever had before. I was addicted. We both were.
The next time Ronnie came over, we fucked in the shower. He pressed my body up against the cold tile wall, fucking me from behind as the hot water cascaded down our bodies. He turned me around and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his muscular frame and forcing me to take every inch of his thick black cock. We kissed deep and long, the water from the shower mixing with our saliva and sweat. Like the pro that he was, Ronnie turned off the water before finishing. We couldn’t waste a single drop of his delicious cum. After all, Luke was in the bedroom waiting for it.
Another time, Ronnie fucked me on the kitchen counter while Luke listened from the other room. I knew he could hear us and the thought only turned me on more. I never could control myself once Ronnie’s thick dick entered me and stretched my pussy to the max. He fucked like an Adonis and easily tossed my tiny body around. I was at his mercy and surrendered myself willingly. Ronnie cums hard and loud, too. Grunting, panting, and grinding his teeth. He unleashes his load into me with fury and purpose. There’s always so much cum that I have to clench my pussy tight to hold it all in. That night, when he finished, he slid out the back door and Luke rushed right in, catching gobs of creamy cum as it flowed from my pussy. I was never able to look at the kitchen counter the same again.
But this time, tonight, I was taking the reins. I had contacted Ronnie last week, asking if he had a friend who’d be willing to join us. He was hesitant at first.
“I don’t know, Lindsay. I’m not really into the threesome shit.”
“I know, I know, but you don’t have to do anything with the other guy, I promise,” I reassured him. “I’ve just been having these wild fantasies about getting fucked by two guys and I feel safe with you. Luke trusts you. Please? Just this once?” I was pleading like a desperate little schoolgirl.
“Wait, are we talking about double-penetration?”
I noticed the change in Ronnie’s voice. He was intrigued.
“Yes!” My excitement was palpable.
There was silence on the other line before he spoke.
“I can make that happen. And I have the perfect person in mind.”
*****
Now, it was time. The night had finally come and I couldn’t contain my excitement. Luke had no idea that Ronnie wasn’t arriving alone. It was my naughty little secret and I hoped he’d be pleased.
I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and couldn’t help but grin and bite my lip. I was such a bad girl. Tonight would be the night I finally experienced two cocks at once. Luke and I had fantasized about double-penetration before and even role-playing with fake dildos, but tonight, I’d experience the real thing. Two glorious fat cocks pumping their loads to my stretched holes.
A knock at the door broke my concentration.
“Sweetie?”
It was Luke. I turned back to the mirror briefly, running my hands through my waves and puckering my lips. I could be a fucking porn star. My tits looked amazing in the white lace fabric that barely covered my nipples. The lace trim at the bottom fell just below my swollen pussy lips. The thong I wore was virtually nonexistent. It could easily be pushed aside to make room for two hard cocks.
I opened the bathroom door. Luke was on the other side, sexy as ever. His eyes lit up as they explored my body from top to bottom. He let out an audible whistle and I could tell he was pleased.
“You look smoking fucking hot, babe.”
I giggled in delight, taking a fake bow. “Why, thank you sir.”
Luke grabbed my waist and pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss. I loved the way he tasted. He gripped my hair with his strong hands, twisting my waves between his fingers and tugging my head backwards. I let out a small whimper, exposing my neck to his soft, gentle kisses. His lips and tongue trailed down my throat, not missing an inch on the way down to my chest. My nipples instantly perked as his mouth drew closer. His tongue torturously outlined each nipple through the silky fabric, barely touching the surface. He was such a fucking tease. His fingers slipped under the bottom hem of the nighty, tracing the G-string that was perfectly wedged between my pussy lips. My clit throbbed under his touch and I yearned for him to slide a finger inside my hungry cunt. But I knew better. Luke wouldn’t touch it until it was fully worked over and filled with jizz.
Luke pulled away and I opened my eyes, my breath caught in my chest and my body humming with desire.
“Your boyfriend’s here. And he’s not alone.”
I couldn’t read Luke’s tone. Was he excited about the secret addition or annoyed?
“Oh?” I decided to play dumb and see where it led.
“Oh?” he repeated, playfully. “As if you didn’t know.”
He was smiling now and the tightness in my stomach released. I was hoping he’d be pleased.
“I may have had a little something to do with that.”
I reached down, gently grazing Luke’s erection through his jeans. I loved how hard he got for me and he was never harder than right before I got fucked by someone else.
“Well, let’s not keep our guests waiting.”
Luke stepped aside, raising his arm up as a gesture for me to exit the bathroom and enter our bedroom. The lighting was dim and the bedsheets were already turned down. Luke had lit a few candles and even had a video camera set up in the corner of the room. I turned to him quickly, pointing at the camera with a quizzical look on my face.
“You’re not the only one filled with surprises.” Luke walked past me, slapping my bare ass on his way by. “Now get on the bed.”
My body surged with a fresh flurry of excitement. I loved Luke’s assertive voice. When he demanded something from me, I couldn’t help but obey.
I walked over to our poster bed, lifting myself up onto the high, soft mattress. I propped my ankles on the footboard, spreading my knees open in preparation for our special guests.
Luke opened the door and I saw Ronnie enter with another man. He was about the same height as Ronnie but a little slimmer. Still muscular but more athletic, less bulky. He was tan with dark features. His chiseled chin was covered in a five o’clock shadow and even in the candlelight, I could see his piercing blue eyes. My stomach fluttered as my eyes scanned his body. He removed his coat to reveal a tight, muscular frame. Luke shook his hand and the man introduced himself as Drew.
Drew looked up and met my gaze. I let my knees fall farther apart and gave a small, flirtatious wave. I turned my attention to Ronnie who was just as sexy and strong as I remembered. He winked at me as he slowly removed his shirt. Warmth filled my tummy and pussy. He had the body of a goddess and a cock to match. I could already see he was semi-erect. My body was primed and ready.
As the men approached the bed, Luke took a seat behind the video camera positioned in the corner of the room. I had no idea he was planning to record our little sex session but now that I knew I’d be on camera, I wanted to put on the performance of my life. I was already fantasizing about watching the film back with Luke and fucking to it.
Ronnie and Drew reached the bed at the same time, each one resting a hand on my knees. I arched my back, pressing my chest upward and leaning back onto the bed. My breasts were almost exposed now, but Ronnie pulled down my nighty to finish the job. My tits sprung free, nipples hard and alert.
Ronnie twisted each nipple between his fingers, gently at first and then harder. He pinched them until I yelped and my body wiggled under his touch. Drew ran his hands up and down my thighs, getting increasingly closer to my sensitive pussy. I pressed down onto the bed, slowly moving my hips up and down. I imagined Drew sliding my thong aside and sliding his long, slender fingers into my dripping hole. Ronnie’s mouth was on me now, his tongue swirling and flicking my nipples. I grabbed the back of his head, guiding his mouth over my body. As if reading my mind, Drew gently moved my thong aside, sliding his fingers up and down the wet folds of my labia before pausing and circling my clit. My pussy was growing wetter by the second, saturating my thong and Drew’s fingers. He pulled away, bringing his hand to his mouth and licking my sweet cream from his skin.
I watched in awe as his tongue trailed up and down the length of his fingers. He sucked them briefly into his mouth before returning them between my legs. This time, he slowly entered me with one, then two fingers. His firm digits slid easily into my soft, moist flesh. I eased into the sensation, matching the movements of my body with the rhythm of his fingers as they slowly penetrated my core. Ronnie’s mouth was on mine now. I kissed him hard and fast, stroking his tongue with mine and biting his lip. He grabbed my breasts firmly, rubbing and twisting my soft flesh in his strong hands. I gasped and moaned into his mouth. Drew was finger fucking me hard and deep now. The tip of his pinky grazed my tight ass and my body tensed slightly.
“Shhh,” Ronnie pulled away long enough to make a muffled sound of reassurance.
I let my body relax as the tip of Drew’s pinky slowly entered my body. It felt familiar. I relaxed my muscles even further, letting him enter me. He dragged my own slick wetness down from my pussy, acting as a natural lubricant for his tiny finger. I eased into the movement as his fingers fucked both my holes.
I spread my legs wide, giving Luke and the video camera an unobstructed view of my pussy. Ronnie reached between my legs, fondling my swollen clit with his expert fingers. I became lost in the sensation of Drew’s fingers inside me and Ronnie’s fingers on my sensitive nub. The thought of Luke watching and filming us nearly sent me over the edge. My body began to buck against Drew’s hand, preparing for release. But he stopped abruptly. I was left breathless, looking down at the stranger between my legs.
He wiggled his finger back and forth, as if to say, “No, no, silly girl.”
I was amused, aroused, and sexually frustrated.
Ronnie climbed into the bed, his strong frame towering over me. He grabbed me beneath the armpits, lifting me up and pushing me toward the head of the bed. Drew followed, removing his shirt as he crawled up the bed and my body. I was right. He was lean, chiseled, and strong. I wondered if his cock was as long and powerful as his torso. I glanced between his legs. Droplets of precum were visible on his gray sweatpants and I could just make out the shape of his shaft. I sat up, removing my nightgown completely and leaving myself fully exposed to my fuckboys.
Ronnie lifted himself onto his knees, removing his pants. Drew followed suit and I was pleased to see he wasn’t wearing underwear. His long, defined cock sprung free, tapping against his inner thigh. He wasn’t as thick as Ronnie or even Luke for that matter, but he had the longest, straightest dick I’d ever seen. I swallowed hard at the thought of his slender tool filling my pussy and tickling my G-spot. Ronnie shoved my knees apart, not wasting any time as he dove between my legs, his mouth engulfing my pussy.
I moaned as a wave of unexpected pleasure washed over me. Ronnie’s tongue was caressing my clit in ways I’d never experienced. He squeezed my ass and thighs, effortlessly lifting me up and down along his fat tongue. My eyes were closed and my entire focus was on Ronnie’s tongue as it slid in and out of my body, lapping up every last drop of my sweet thick cream.
I felt Drew’s cock on my lips before I saw it. I opened my eyes and they were met by his piercing blue gaze. He tapped the head of his cock against my lips. It was soft and warm. Droplets of precum dripped off the tip and onto my lips. I eagerly licked them, hungry for more. I grabbed his thin shaft, pulling the first few inches of his dick into my salivating mouth. He held my hair back off my forehead, intently watching my every move. I was transfixed on his face, watching his reaction as I slowly consumed him, inch by inch. I never had much of a gag reflex. I easily took his long slender shaft into my mouth and down my throat. His eyes widened in amazement.
I grabbed the base of his cock, thrusting him in and out of my mouth, spit and drool sliding down my chin and onto the bed. He slowly fucked my face, his ass cheeks tightening with each thrust. My tongue traced every curve and vein of his tool as I felt Ronnie reposition himself between my legs. He slowly ran the head of his cock up and down my sensitive slit. My moans were muffled by Drew’s dick as Ronnie slowly pressed his way into my, spreading my pussy lips wide open. I relished in the familiar sensation of his thick cock. I tried to look over at Luke but I could barely see past Ronnie’s broad shoulders and the dimly lit room. I imagined his own cock throbbing in his pants. Or maybe he’d pulled it out and was stroking himself over the sight of two men ravishing my body.
Ronnie fucked me slow and deep to start. He pushed my knees back, driving his cock further into my pussy. His large, soft balls tapped rhythmically against my ass. I took my breasts into my hands, aggressively pinching and twisting my nipples. Drew reached between my legs, flicking my clit with his fingertips as Ronnie fucked my pussy with more urgency. I was overwhelmed by all the sensations at once. Ronnie’s thick cock inside me, Drew’s long dick in my throat, and Luke’s eyes burning into my body. The faster Drew’s fingers moved over my clit, the harder Ronnie fucked me. I was choking on Drew’s cock as he picked up momentum.
Ronnie gripped my thighs so hard I swore I’d have bruises by the time we were done. I couldn’t stop the powerful orgasm that was building inside me. I continued to gag and choke on Drew’s monster dick as Ronnie drove his own tool deeper into me. My pussy gushed a flurry of juices as I squirted all over Ronnie’s dick. I felt the wetness running down my ass and saturating the bedsheets. Ronnie gripped my legs harder, grunting and moaning but maintaining composure. He couldn’t finish yet and he knew it.
I yanked Drew’s cock from my mouth, crying out as my legs shook violently and Ronnie struggled to quell them. Drew moved toward the head of the bed, laying down and displaying the full length of his beautiful cock. He began to stroke it slowly as I turned my attention to Ronnie. He grabbed the back of my head, shoving his own cum-covered cock into my mouth. I gagged instantly on his girth. He was gentle but assertive, guiding my head back and forth and holding my hair back. I sensed Drew jerking off behind me and glanced in Luke’s direction as my tongue traced the pulsating veins of Ronnie’s shaft. I couldn’t make out my husband’s face, just the blinking red light from the video camera.
I closed my eyes, relishing in the taste of my own cum on Ronnie’s cock. He pulled out, tapping his dick onto my lips and tongue playfully.
Drew grabbed me from behind, pulling me onto his body backwards. I was laying on top of him now, facing Ronnie. Drew’s slender tool rested between my legs and I instinctively started sliding my dripping cunt up and down its length, reigniting my desire. He pulled my body into his, caressing my tits from underneath.
Ronnie joined us, a bottle of lubricant in his hand. My heart sped up. It was time. Was I ready? I had no time to think. Ronnie was already applying generous amounts of lube.
Drew’s hands were exploring the front side of my body, from my tits to my stomach and waist as I watched Ronnie prep his cock and my tight little ass for entry. He looked up at me and nodded in acknowledgment. I spread my knees wide and braced myself.
Drew lifted his hips, his slender cock sliding into my tight ass I gasped. It felt different than the toys Luke and I had used. But different in a good way. It was warm and softer than the hard silicone toys Luke’s fucked me with. I took a few breathsand pushed out, reminding myself to relax and willing my body to cooperate. As the muscles in my lower body released, Luke entered me further. I gripped the bedsheets and he held my wrists in place. Ronnie’s eyes were fixated on mine and Drew’s bodies. His cock was harder than I’d ever seen it.
“You’re next.” I said, encouraging Ronnie to enter me.
He positioned himself between my legs, guiding his throbbing tool into my already soaked and stretched pussy. I took him easily and instantly felt the pressure from both men’s cocks. My mouth fell open in shock and desire as Ronnie slowly fucked my pussy. Drew’s dick was halfway inside me now and he was picking up speed. Ronnie grabbed the lube, applying more slippery gel to my ass and Drew’s dick. I silently thanked him.
Our bodies were in a rhythm now. Drew drove his hips upward, filling my tight ass hole with his long dick. Ronnie’s cock knew my pussy well and easily fell into a familiar pattern of long, deep strokes. My body was fully relaxed now, wide open and eagerly accepting both cocks at once. I felt alive and empowered as the men fucked my holes with more urgency. Drew gripped my wrists harder, driving his dick into my body while Ronnie wildly pounded my pussy.
I bounced up and down on their cocks, my tits smacking against my chest. I briefly imagined what Luke was seeing and thinking. His hotwife whore was getting fucked by two studs, all for him. He was going to have a lot of mess to clean up and I couldn’t fucking wait. It was my favorite part. To watch my husband devour the cum of my fuck boys.
I felt the second orgasm building in my stomach and between my legs as the guys continued to stuff both my holes. The pressure was intense. No one had ever cum inside my ass before and I was eager to experience the new sensation. I didn’t have to wait long. Drew let out a wild cry that almost sounded painful as his cock exploded inside me. I felt a rush of pressure and warmth as he filled my hole with hot creamy jizz. Ronnie was next, unleashing his own flurry of thick cum inside my pussy. A gush of wetness flooded between my legs as Ronnie and Drew completely lost control, painting my pussy with their thick cum. My body jerked violently as it released its own orgasm. I clenched both cocks from the inside, my pussy and ass clamping down on the dicks filling me up. I shook uncontrollably as I milked every last drop of cum from their cocks.
My limbs slowly went limp, along with their cocks, as my body fell to the side of the bed, resting next to Drews. I laid on my tummy, completely exhausted and drained of energy. The men took a few seconds to catch their breath but then quickly began cleaning themselves up. I rested my head on my arms and closed my eyes. I listened to them grabbing tissues and closing the bottle of lube. I felt the weight of their bodies as they dismounted the bed. I heard them grabbing clothes and a few mumbles before the bedroom door opened and closed. The room was still and quiet.
I waited a few moments before rolling over. I still couldn’t see much with the candlelight but I knew Ronnie and Drew were gone. I laid there, taking a minute to compose myself and waiting for my husband. It didn’t take long for Luke to approach the bed. I glanced up and could make out the silhouette of his gorgeous, naked body. The candlelight danced over his erection. To my surprise and delight, a fresh wave of desire washed over me. I was ready for my man, now.
*****
Luke slowly mounted the bed and then my body. The familiar scent of his skin and aftershave filled my nose and aroused my senses. Somehow, Luke made me feel safe and insanely turned on all at once. He gently kissed my closed eyelids before slowly moving down my body, pausing at every sensitive spot along the way. My collar bone. My chest. My nipples – slowly taking each one between his lips, one at a time. Then down my rib cage to my belly. He circled my belly button with his tongue before licking down my pelvis and into the thin strip of hair leading to my cum-filled pussy. He was starving.
He grabbed my thighs, gently spreading my legs apart. His mouth continued down my body and between my legs. His kisses trailed up and down my inner thighs, coming close to the delicious treat I had collected for him without actually indulging. Not yet. My body ached for the feel of his mouth on my body and his tongue sliding into my sacred spot, scooping out all of the hot cum flooding from my crevices. Even after two powerful orgasms I wasn’t finished. I always had more for Luke.
My back arched and my chest heaved as the desire consumed me. Luke was an expert at reading my body language. He slid his hands beneath my ass cheeks, lifting my lower body up in line with his face. I felt his breath on my moist pussy lips. He paused, his mouth just inches from my folds and throbbing clit. I arched my back further, gripping the sheets and silently begging for sweet release. I peeked down at my husband who had a mischievous grin on his face.
“Ask me for it, Lindsay. Beg me to eat that hot load from your pussy and ass.” Luke was using his assertive tone again and I couldn’t help but obey.
“Please.” My whisper sounded more desperate than I intended. “Please clean me up. Eat my ass and pussy. I need it so fucking bad.”
The last statement was true. I couldn’t wait another second longer. Just when I thought I might reach down and get myself off, Luke’s glorious tongue made contact with my dripping pussy. He slowly ran his tongue from my asshole to my clit and back down again. I could hear him slurping and sucking the thick cream from my soft skin.
“Mmmm,” he let out a deep-throated moan. “So fucking delicious.”
His tongue was back near my bottom now, slowly circling both my holes, flicking the tip of his tongue against my most tender areas and sending my body into a tizzy. I felt another orgasm slowly building inside me. But Luke wasn’t even close to done feasting on the gift he’d waited so patiently for.
He tightened his grip on my ass, pulling my body closer to his face and plunging his tongue into my pussy. He sucked my lips into his mouth before releasing them and swirling my clit with expert precision. Fuck. If he kept that up, he was going to make me cum again.
“Luke.” I was breathless. My hand found the back of his head as I began to gyrate my soaked pussy against his face. “Baby. You’re gonna make me cum like that.”
Luke didn’t skip a beat, just moaned and whimpered into my body, his mouth and tongue continuing to devour every ounce of cream.
“Baby.” My voice was almost unrecognizable now. My body was begging for mercy.
Luke’s fingers were inside me now. Four fingers filled my drenched, stretched pussy, I grabbed his hair, twisting it between my fingers as the orgasm washed over me.
“Oh my fucking god,” I screamed out as my body shook and twitched uncontrollably. That third orgasm shook me to my core as my stomach muscles clenched and my cum mixed with Ronnie’s and Drew’s gushed from my body and down Luke’s throat. He willingly accepted it, gulping and slurping as fast as he could. He rubbed his face and mouth all over my pussy, covering himself in my scent.
As I slowly came down from my climax, my body went limp. I let my arms loose and legs fall open to the sides and stifled a laugh. I was in complete ecstasy. Nothing else mattered at that moment. Luke rested his face on my inner thigh and I traced the lines of his eyebrow, then the bridge of his nose, his cheekbones, and then his lips. Those magical fucking lips. I smiled, not opening my eyes but letting the feeling of complete contentment consume me.
Luke stirred, slowly crawling up my body until his chest was pressed against my tits and we were face to face.
“You still got room for one more?”
And with that, Luke gently entered me, and my pussy eagerly welcomed his familiar cock. I lay still, letting Luke take the lead as he prepared to deliver the final load of the night. I knew it was going to be hot, intense, and quick. With a dozen slow, hard, powerful thrusts, he pumped his cum deep inside me, reclaiming my pussy, dominating my body, and making me the perfect cum-filled hotwife I love to be.
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