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Hotwife Vacation Confession: Threesome in Punta Cana

My husband G and I were on vacation in Punta Cana (Dominican Republic), and we had agreed that it would be a great place to explore some of our wildest Hotwife Fantasies (threesomes, public sex, etc.). He was in the casino having some fun of his own, and I was poolside in my skimpiest bikini, trying to attract some attention. I was getting a little thirsty, when a group of college kids on spring break invaded the poolside swim-up bar. They were all pretty wild and drinking a lot, having fun and blowing off steam. I decided to get a pina colada, so I stepped into the pool and swam up to the bar. I squeezed between two of the handsome young college boys. They excused themselves and made room for me. I could tell they were admiring my boobs, so I ordered my drinks and then turned around, leaned back against the bar with my elbows resting on the marble surface, and my tits pushed out just a little to far for it to have been a natural pose. “You sailors come here often?” I asked. 

“We’re here on spring break. Just got in today.” said the tall blond, who introduced himself as Will. His tall, dark, and handsome friend was Frank, and they proceeded to tell me that they attended a major northeastern college, and 45 of their classmates had flown down together for spring break. I did my best to keep the boys’ attention with my tiny bikini top, and flirted with them for a while as we sipped our drinks. We had a few rounds, and flirted a little harder as we talked about their studies, until the conversation worked its way around to sports. They were both on the school’s rugby team, so I told them that I’d been captain of the cheerleading team in high school, and said that I always wondered if rugby players were as good in bed as football players are. 

I think it took them by surprise, but they rolled with it and Frank said, ‘Rugby players don’t wear protection,” and Will quipped, “Rugby...no helmets, no pads...just balls.” I laughed and put my drink on the bar before turning around, dipping my head backwards under the water (while thrusting my boobs up in as sexy a move as I could manage) and came back up with my hair slicked back as I straightened my bikini top on my tits with my fingers and said, “why don’t you boys show me what a couple of handsome rugby players can do without protection?”

Their jaws both dropped as they looked at one another and then back at me in amazement. I came in close to them and put my arms on their shoulders, bringing them in close for a huddle, and said, “look boys, my husband and I are here on vacation and I’ve got an afternoon free. Do you know what a ‘hotwife’ is?” They were both obviously fans of internet porn, because they both nodded their heads. I said, “Well, you’re talking to one, and my hubby suggested I find a couple of young studs like you boys for a threesome while we’re on vacation. Have either of you ever had a threesome before?” Frank shook his head, but Will said he had with his roommate and his girlfriend. “Well, I’m going to swim over to the other side of the pool and grab my things. Why don’t you give me a hand carrying them back to my room and you can have a wild story to tell when you get back to campus?”

“Will your husband be there?” Will asked. I told them G was in the casino, and that he may or may not join us in the room, but assured them that he just likes to watch. “Were you serious about no protection?” Frank whispered. I winked at him and turned to swim away.

By the time I reached my lounge chair, I had two college rugby players in tow, who carried my bag and towel for me as we walked arm-in-arm toward our room. It was just a short walk past the pool, across the beach, and we were walking into the room together. G wasn’t there, and the boys were obviously nervous, although they tried to act super cool. I closed the curtain to block the large front window that overlooked the beach, and offered them a couple of bottles of water. I said, “relax, guys. This is going to be fun for all of us. Take it as slow as you want, or we can get right into things. Why don’t you come sit on the bed with me?”

I sat at the foot of the bed and gestured for them to sit on either side of me. As they did, I placed my hands on their bare thighs and caressed them gently. They were both muscular and toned, with broad shoulders, and they both looked hot in bathing suits. I was getting excited, but I knew how nervous they were, so I waited for one of them to make the next move. Will put an arm around my shoulders, and a hand on my inner thigh. As he caressed me, I returned the motion and rubbed his crotch, finding his semi-erect cock just as his fingers brushed against the fabric of my bikini bottom. Frank put a hand on my breast, kissed my shoulder, then my neck, then my ear, and then moved to kiss my mouth. Will was gently rubbing my pussy as I held his cock in my hand. I reached up Frank’s thigh and found his cock as well. Here I was with two gorgeous college boys kissing and fondling me as I held two cocks in my hands...it looked like I was going to check off the threesome fantasy from our list! 

I opened my mouth and kissed Frank, as Will got up from the bed and stood in front of me. He bent down and slipped his fingers into the sides of my bikini bottom and tugged gently as he slipped them out from under me and off my legs. I spread my knees apart, as I leaned back onto the bed. Frank stood up, dropped his bathing suit, and revealed a beautiful, hard, 7″ cock, which he proceeded to bring close to my mouth as he climbed up onto the bed. Will caressed my bare, shaved pussy and rubbed my clit with his fingers. 

I spread my legs farther apart, as I gripped Frank’s cock and kissed the tip. It tasted of chlorine, but I knew that wouldn't last long...I’d taste his delicious precum in a few seconds...and I was right. His cock pulsed and a heavy glob of precum emerged from his cock, which I swirled around his head with my tongue. Will inserted a finger and began to explore my pussy just as I began to suck on Frank’s dick. Frank squeezed my tits as I blew him, and Will inserted a second finger, caressing my g-spot as his thumb flicked across my clit. This was a boy who knew how to please a woman! 

Will started fucking my pussy and rubbing my g-spot with his fingers, He was clearly trying to get me to squirt, but I hadn’t ever been able to do that. What he was doing felt fucking amazing, but I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to do what he wanted. Besides, I wanted his cock in me by now. I started to roll to one side, and I moved up the bed a little, getting on my knees and taking Frank’s cock into my mouth again. Will reinserted his fingers and fingered me doggy style while I sucked his friend’s cock. Within a few minutes, he had me cumming on his fingers so hard that I could hardly keep Frank’s dick in my mouth. Just as I finished cumming for the first time that afternoon, I felt Frank pull his cock away from my face and move around behind me. Will came up toward my head and pulled off his bathing suit to reveal an 8″ long, thick and veiny cock, with a beautiful pair of low-hanging balls to play with. Just as I was about to take him into my mouth, Frank thrust his cock into me from behind, and my wet pussy stretched to take him balls deep on the first thrust. He pumped in and out of my pussy and I reached for Will’s balls, which I gently squeezed as I took his thick cock into my hungry mouth.

Frank pounded me from behind like I imagined a college rugby player would...total enthusiasm, but little finesse. I tried sucking on Will’s gorgeous cock while being fucked doggy style, but I couldn’t hold myself up properly, so I tapped Frank on the thigh and rolled onto my back. I laid with my head off the left edge of the bed and told Will to fuck my mouth while Frank got between my legs. Frank lifted my legs onto his shoulders and slammed into my pussy once again. Meanwhile, Will stood on the edge of the bed and gently fed me his delicious tubesteak. He teased my mouth with it at first, rubbing precum all over my lips, and when I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out to taste him, he inserted his cock in my mouth slowly. I thought he’d give me just the tip, but it kept coming, and he slowly and carefully pushed it into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged and choked a little, so he backed off, but I reached around and grabbed him by both hips and pulled him closer. His balls were pressed against my eyes and forehead, and his cock filled my throat as I held my breath and fought back the reflex to gag. 

Frank slapped my ass as he fucked me, and his balls slapped against my ass as he thrust wildly in and out of my stretched out pussy. Will started slowly fucking my mouth, and I used my mouth to bring him close to cumming. I had every confidence that both of them, being so young, would be able to cum a couple of times at least. I was counting on it! Will started thrusting faster and faster as he grunted with pleasure, and I knew I was about to get a mouthful of cum, so I grabbed my knees and pulled them up to my boobs, raising my pussy high in the air as Frank fucked it. He scooted up closer to continue fucking me, and as Will let go deep in my throat, I squeezed my PC muscles as hard as I could, clamping down on Frank’s cock and making him cum almost at the same time. His cock let go a jet of hot cum inside me, and he pulled out in time to shoot 6-7 long ropes of cum on my pussy and stomach. I sucked the tip of Will’s cock and drew out the last drop or two of cum as I licked my lips, opened my mouth to show him his handiwork, and swallowed it for him in an exaggerated motion for the benefit of both of the young men.

I sat up on the bed and grabbed them both by their love muscles, and said “you know what I’ve always wanted? I love it when my husband fucks me while I have a plug in my butt, but I keep telling him I want to be DP’ed by two guys. I really want to feel two REAL cocks fucking my holes. Which one of you wants my ass?”

With that, I felt both of the cocks begin to come to life again, as I stroked them and felt the blood rushing back into them for round two. I really wanted to feel Will’s cock in my pussy...after all, he was bigger than Frank and he seemed to know a little more about reading a woman. I told Frank to lay down on the bed, and I mounted him reverse cowgirl style, gripped his cock, and began rubbing it on my pussy, coating it in his cum. I lifted myself up and back down onto his cock, coating it with cum and pussy juices. Then I pulled off him and positioned his cock at the opening of my ass. I slowly lowered myself onto him, moving up and then down a little farther, again and again, until I was all the way down his shaft. I leaned backwards, supporting myself with my arms, as he grabbed my boobs and started humping my ass from underneath. I said, “hang on there, Tiger...Will needs to join the fun first!”

Will got into position between my knees, trying to find a place to kneel without having to make too much physical contact with Frank’s legs. Ah, the insecurity of youth! I said, “Will, put your cock in me. Don’t worry about Frank. Just fuck my pussy.” With that, he found his position and pressed his cock ever so slowly into my pussy, made all that much tighter by Frank’s cock in my ass. All three of us moaned in ecstasy as Will began thrusting...Frank cried out, “holy shit! I can feel your dick inside her!”

Both boys were moving now...Frank only slightly because my weight held him down...which was a good thing, because I really didn’t need a wild ass-pounding, I just wanted to be DP’ed for the first time. Will was long-stroking it, pulling almost all the way out with each stroke to accentuate the feeling of re-entering me each time he thrust forward again. I was in Heaven! Frank was squeezing my tits hard, and Will was looking deep into my eyes as he fucked my tight pussy. I started to get lost in those baby blues for a few minutes, and suddenly, I could feel myself building up to an orgasm. I screamed out that I was going to cum, and Frank began thrusting harder,  grunted loudly, and his cock jerked inside my ass, as he blew his load deep inside me. Will continued fucking my pussy, but he leaned forward so his body was pressed against mine, and he kissed my boobs as he thrust his hips back and forth, his cock reaching all the way inside me. Frank was stuck underneath us, but seemed to be enjoying the feeling, as his cock didn’t get too soft yet inside me. I leaned all the way back onto Frank’s chest, and I could feel his breath in my hair as he panted in exhaustion. I brought my arms up around Will’s neck, holding him tightly as he fucked me. His pace quickened, and he began forcing himself deeper and deeper into me with each thrust. He released with a loud groan, and filled my pussy with his hot seed, making me cum again as I screamed with pleasure and held him tight against my body until the waves of ecstasy passed over me.

Will rolled off of me onto the bed, and I slipped off Frank to lay between my two lovers. I hooked both legs over theirs, and held their softening cocks in my hands, caressing the shafts gently, but avoiding the heads, which I imagined would be very sensitive by now after both having cum twice. I said, “boys, relax a minute. Rest up and give me just a minute.” Both of them seemed happy to comply, and laid there expectantly as I sat up in the bed, covered in half-dried cum and glistening with perspiration, while leaking cum out of my ass and pussy. I said, “why don’t we grab a quick shower, and then we’ll see what happens next.”

I got up and sauntered sexily toward the bathroom, as they both got up to join me. It was a huge walk-in rain shower, and there was plenty of room for three. We waited for the water to heat up and as it started to steam up the room, we got into the shower together. I asked them to wash me, and said that I’d return the favor for each of them afterward. Frank grabbed the shampoo and started washing my hair, as Will soaped up a washcloth and began scrubbing my chest. It was really sensual and exciting to have two men pampering my body and getting me clean as I stood under the hot water feeling their hands caressing and scrubbing and moving across my whole body. When I had been completely (and I do mean completely!) washed, I took the soap in my hands and began washing them one at a time, but alternating between them. I’d wash Will’s chest, then move to Frank’s back. Then Will’s arms, and Frank’s chest. I teased them by avoiding their cocks until the very end, and then I soaped up my hands and grabbed them both at the same time, stroking and soaping them up as I jerked them both off in the shower. Before they could cum again, I stopped, gave myself a final rinse, and stepped out of the shower. I looked back at them and said, “well, are you boys going to stay in there all day?”

They followed me out, and we all toweled off. I wrapped a towel around my hair and walked out of the bathroom otherwise naked. They dropped their towels on the bathroom floor and followed me back into the bedroom. Sitting in the chair by the door was my husband, G. He greeted the boys, who looked like they should flee, but we assured them everything once again that everything was fine. I asked them, “how many of your rugby teammates are on this spring break trip with you?” They indicated that six others were at the resort. I said, “thank you for today...this threesome was really great. I’m going to tell my husband all about it in a minute while he goes down on me. Can you and the rest of your teammates be back here tomorrow night around 8?”  Then I turned toward G and winked before saying, “do you remember the hotel gangbang party we went to last year? Wouldn’t it be nice if we had eight college boys over tomorrow night for a reenactment?”

Cheating Wife Confession: “Our Spot”

I was shopping at WalMart one afternoon, and as I was walking around the store, I was texting Tom, telling him all the things I wanted to do to him the next time we were able to get together. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy, and he texted me asking where I was right then. I said I was out shopping, but I’d be done shortly. He texted back that he was leaving work, but he had to stop off to pick up a few things...at WalMart. My heart jumped, and we arranged to meet in the overflow parking lot on the side of the store (no one ever parks there). I quickly checked out and put my things in the car, and drove around to the side of the store to park and wait. A few minutes later, I saw his car approaching, and he pulled into the spot next to mine. I got out of the car and hopped into the passenger seat of his.

We kissed, as his hand wrapped around the back of my head and pulled me toward him. My hand explored his chest and caressed his neck as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I was dripping wet from texting him, and now I felt like I was on fire. I ran my hand down his chest and to his belly, then over his belt to his crotch, and felt his semi-erect cock through his pants. I gave it a playful squeeze and then cupped his balls in my hand, as I broke our kiss and began kissing him in a trail of kisses all the way from his chin to his waist. When I reached the buckle of his belt, I undid it, and unbuttoned his pants, as I pulled down his zipper. He lifted his hips and helped me pull his pants down slightly, as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and slid them down as well. 

His cock was getting harder now, and I stroked it gently as I looked him in the eyes one last time before going down on him. He pressed a button on the door and his seat began to recline, which gave me much better access. I kissed the tip of his engorged head, and tasted his precum. Oh, how I love that taste! I savored it in my mouth for just a moment, before swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, and licking him up and down his shaft. I was able to kneel on the passenger seat and lean over the console, so that I had the base of his shaft in my left hand, my thumb and forefinger encircling it, and his balls in my right hand. As i closed my lips around the end of his cock, I stroked his shaft and massaged his balls. He was laid back in his seat, moaning softly and his right hand rubbed my back and his left held onto the handgrip on the ceiling of the car. 

We both knew we only had a few minutes together, so there was no effort to prolong things. He tried to reach my pussy with his right hand, but the seat back was a little too far forward, so I stopped blowing him for a second to find the lever and push it back. I adjusted my position and went back to sucking and stroking him, as his fingers found my crotch. I was wearing jeans, and he could feel the moist heat from my pussy through the fabric as he rubbed my vag while I blew him.

I placed both hands around his shaft and began stroking him with an alternating clockwise-counterclockwise twisting motion as I sucked his head and teased him with the swirling motion of the tip of my tongue. His hips began to thrust as he pumped his cock into my mouth, and his moans grew slightly louder. His fingers were stroking my pussy through my jeans, and I began to moan as well. The vibrations of my mouth sent him over the edge, and he began thrusting harder. I closed my lips tightly around his thick shaft, and took him deep into my throat. His cock started to pulsate, and he released his load into my hungry mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, and when I choked a little and some spilled out and ran down his shaft, I swallowed again, and then licked up the cum from his cock and balls. I lifted my head, and climbed over the console to straddle him as best as I could. He wrapped his arms around me, and I kissed him hard on the mouth. 

I lifted my head, looked him in the eyes, and said, “I have to get home now, but I’m glad there’s enough room to get on top of you like this...because next time I’m going to fuck your brains out.”

That back parking lot became “our spot” to meet for a quick kiss, a rub & tug, a blow job, or a quickie fuck. I think I might be the only woman in America that gets wet and tingly when she thinks about going shopping at WalMart.

Cheating Wife Confession: In His Office

After having gotten my hands on his beautiful cock that afternoon, I couldn’t wait for more. I wanted him inside me so bad it actually hurt. We had arranged to meet for “lunch” at his office the next day, but neither of us wanted to wait that long. Within an hour after he left, we were texting back and forth about what had happened, what we wanted to happen, and how we were going to keep it all a secret. I couldn’t believe how excited I was all night. My phone was on silent so hubby wouldn’t notice, but he heard it a few times and saw me surreptitiously typing replies. When he asked who I was texting with so late, I told him it was just my sister. (Note to husbands and boyfriends: in case you’re wondering...if she’s constantly hiding the screen, keeping the phone on silent all the time, laying it face-down, and making sure she doesn’t ever leave it unattended...yes...she’s almost definitely cheating on you!)

By the time I went to bed, the flirting had moved on to downright raunchy sexting! I was aching and my pussy was dripping wet. I had the phone on my night table when G came to bed. It buzzed and he asked me again who that could be. I told him my sister was having problems and might text me at all hours. I stuffed the phone under my pillow and turned toward G. I put on my sexiest grin and said “Hey, hon...I know it’s late, but would you mind going down on me tonight?” He was between my legs and licking my soaked pussy within seconds. I heard the phone buzz again, and I said, “sorry hon...please keep going. I’ll tell her I’m going to bed and to stop texting.” While he continued eating my pussy, I picked up the phone and secretly snapped a picture of him going down on me and sent it to Tom with the caption, “I wish this was you!” A few second later, I got a pic of Tom’s hand wrapped around his cock with the caption, “wish you were here.” I typed the obvious response: “so do I.”

After a few minutes, G gave me the orgasm I needed and as I came, he started to mount me. He slipped his dick inside me, and thrust his hips back and forth a few times, cumming almost instantly. As usual, his dick shrank quickly, and slipped out of me as his cum leaked down my ass crack onto the sheets. He rolled off me, gave me a kiss, and turned toward his side of the bed. I got up, grabbed my phone, and went into the bathroom to clean up. I texted Tom one last time, and told him I was sorry, but I couldn’t wait for lunch the next day, and needed some relief from all the built up sexual tension from our texting. I wished he was the one who’d made me cum, and in reality...it was, since I was thinking about him and his big, beautiful cock the whole time, fantasizing that it was his mouth on my pussy and his fingers exploring my g-spot. 

The next morning, after the kids went off to school and G went to work, I texted Tom to say good morning. I was hoping he hadn’t had second thoughts, and that we were still “on” for lunch. He was already at work, and had a lecture starting in a few minutes. He said he’d be on “radio silence” for an hour or so, but he’d text me when he was out of class. I put on my robe, made a cup of coffee, and thought about what to wear to lunch. I picked a cute sundress with a fitted bodice and a sweetheart neckline that would show off my tits and accentuate my figure. I found a nice lace thong and demi-cup bra that would really make “the girls” look good. I picked out a sexy pair of pumps with high heels. I was going to do my best to look as sexy as I could for our first “date.” 

He texted me about 10, and said lunch would be great around noon. He gave me directions to his office, and told me where on campus I could find the best parking. I asked how much time we’d have, and he said he didn’t have another class after lunch until 3. I hopped in the shower and washed up, but not before treating myself to a quick orgasm with my massaging shower head. After the shower, I did my hair and makeup and got dressed. I looked myself over in the mirror and felt pretty confident that he would be more than pleased. I thought about it for a minute, and realized that i hadn’t gotten all dressed up to attract a man in years. It was really exciting!

I arrived on campus at about a quarter to twelve, and found my way to the second floor of the administration building. When I knocked on his door, he beckoned me in as he finished his phone call. As a dean, his office was larger than the little cubicles most college professors get stuck in, and had a nice view overlooking the quad. I walked over to the window and did my best to give him a nice view of my silhouette as I stretched my back, pushing out my tits in a little show just for his benefit. As he hung up the phone, he rose from his desk and crossed the room to give me a hug and kiss. Our tongues met as our lips locked, and the electricity shot through my body once again. He broke the kiss and went over to the door to give us some privacy and ensure we’d be undisturbed. He locked the door, and turned back toward me. Damn! He looked sexy. He was wearing suit pants, but had removed his jacket and tie, and his shirtsleeves were rolled up to reveal his tattoo sleeves underneath. As he crossed the room, I could feel my pussy start to quiver with anticipation, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs. I wasn’t used to kissing someone so tall. Luckily my heels helped with the height difference, but he had to bend down pretty far to reach me. I had my arms around his neck and he held me by the waist as we kissed again. This time I broke the kiss and ran my hands over his chest, feeling his toned body. I pushed him gently backwards toward his desk, and teasingly pushed him into his chair. 

I hiked up the skirt of my sundress and made a show of straddling him, sitting on his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck once again. Ahhh, this was much more comfortable. I could feel his cock underneath me, and his strong hands grasped my butt cheeks as we continued kissing and caressing each other. He kissed my cheek, and then my ear, and bit my earlobe softly. then he kissed down my neck and across my collar bone, and I arched my back for him. He kissed his way across my chest and as he reached my considerably accentuated cleavage, he grasped both breasts and gently pushed them upward, giving each a kiss through the thin fabric of my dress. I decided to return the kisses in kind, and pulled his head up by his chin, giving him a kiss on the lips. As he opened his mouth to kiss me back, I nibbled his lower lip. Then I kissed his cheek, and moved downward in a train of kisses to his neck and chest. when I reached the first button of his shirt, I deftly opened it with one hand, revealing his tattooed chest. I bent down to get one more button undone and give him another kiss, and I slipped off his lap and moved my hands to his thighs, separating them as I knelt on the floor in front of him. I caressed his thighs as I moved my hands closer to his crotch, and I could feel his manhood throbbing and straining for release. I unbuckled his leather belt, and undid his pants, slowly unzipping his fly. He pushed my hair out of his way so he could see my face, and as I reached in to take out his cock, he ran his fingers through my hair on both sides of my head. I love having a man run his fingers through my hair, and it made me tingle all over when he did it.

I pulled his big dick out of his pants, and kissed the tip. It was wet with precum, and tasted salty and delicious. He was SOOOO much bigger than G, and I couldn’t hold back from trying to deep throat his huge member. I hadn’t had a cock this big since I was in college, and I wasn’t sure I could still do it without gagging, but I was damn sure going to try! I ran my tongue in a circle around his head, and licked the tip again before tilting my head and licking it from the base to the head on the left side, and then tilting the other way and licking all the way up the right side, all while locking eyes with him. Then I licked his balls, taking each one into my mouth and gently sucking before licking his shaft right up the underside until my tongue hit the tip again and I was rewarded with a twitch of his cock and a fresh glob of delicious precum. I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked gently. As I took more of him into my mouth, a teased him with my tongue. I got almost to the base of his shaft when I began to gag a little. I concentrated as hard as I could on suppressing the reflex, and took him deeper into my throat. I held my breath as he blocked my air passage, and felt him deep in the back of my throat as my lips reached the end of his cock. I held him there for a second or two, and then began bobbing my head up and down on his huge rod as I caressed his balls with one hand and stroked the base of his shaft with the other. He continued to stroke my hair as he held my head with two hands. He wasn’t pulling me down onto him, but the feeling that he might do so at any moment was driving me wild. I deep throated him a couple of more times, and when I felt his balls begin to tighten, I stood up, pulled my skirt up, pulled down my thong and kicked it off to the side, and mounted his lap again. I pressed my dripping wet pussy against his shaft and moved my hips forward and back, stroking him with my pussy lips. I felt his hips moving as he gyrated them against my snatch, and he grasped my waist as our pelvises did their mating dance. I looked him in the eyes and said, “now. Fuck me now, Tom.”

He didn’t waste any time, and grasped his cock by the base, aiming it at my tight hole. I lowered myself slowly, wanting him deep inside me, but not sure if he was too big to slip in quickly. My lips parted for his head, and I stretched to accommodate his girth. I was soaking wet, and so was he, so we fit together perfectly. He was filling me up like I hadn't felt in years, and reaching places inside my vagina that no man had hit for years. Even my biggest toys had nothing on this beautiful cock inside me. As he pressed against my cervix, I still wasn’t down to the base of his huge cock, so I hovered there and moved up and down slowly, moving lower and lower, closer and closer, deeper and deeper with every few strokes. Finally, my pussy had stretched enough to accommodate all of him, and I was down on his lap, his cock deeeeeeep inside of me, and stretching me to my limits. I was ready to ride him and began humping his cock as he squeezed my tits, pushing me up and down as I rode him. It was so fucking hot...I was fucking this sexy, gorgeous guy, and thinking of nothing but the pleasure we were giving to each other. Right there. In the moment. Just the two of us. I wasn’t a wife and mother in a stale marriage...I was a sex goddess being fucked by an Adonis with a nine inch cock, and feeling like I was 20 again. He reached down to my clit and started rubbing it with his thumb as we fucked, and within seconds, had me cumming on his shaft, my legs quivering and unable to move. He took over the thrusting from underneath, and pumped deep inside me until my orgasm subsided. 

He lifted me off his cock and we stood for a second, as he slid the papers on his desk to one side. He lifted me up and dumped me onto the end of his desk as he lined up his tool with my pussy again. He slammed into me and took over control...fucking my tight pussy deeper and harder with every stroke. I pulled my dress over my head and laid there on his desk with just my heels and demi bra. My tits were bouncing sexily with every thrust of his hips. I squeezed my PC muscles rhythmically, massaging his cock with my pussy as he fucked me. He began to grunt and he said he was going to cum soon. As much as I wanted him to cum inside me, I also wanted him to cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste his man seed, and feel it run down my throat as I swallowed every last drop. I asked him, “where do you want to cum? In my mouth or in my pussy?” I got my answer a moment later, as his seed burst inside me, filling me with jet after jet of hot cum. He continued thrusting, and his cock stayed mostly hard...I could feel his cum all inside me and heard the sound of my sloppy, cum-filled pussy as he continued fucking me. He rubbed my clit some more, and I began to cum again. As the electric shocks and heat started coursing through my body, my legs straightened involuntarily and started shaking uncontrollably. I came hard on his cock, and I could feel him just beginning to soften as his cum started dripping out of my pussy, down his balls, and onto the edge of his desk.

He kissed me deeply, and I could taste the sweat on his lips. We were both covered in perspiration from our exercise, and we were panting as we came down from the sexual high that we’d both just shared. He pulled the rest of the way out of me, slumped into his chair, his pants around his ankles, and his cock hung between his legs, glistening in our combined sex fluids. I couldn’t resist the urge, and I knelt in front of him again, naked except for my bra and heels, and licked and sucked his cock clean. I helped him straighten himself up and get dressed. I stood in front of him naked, and he stared at my body. I spun around for him, and blew him a kiss as I reached for my dress. I slipped into it and straightened it out, as I felt more of his cum flow out of my pussy and down my thigh. I grabbed a tissue from the desk and wiped up the glob of sticky cum from my leg, wiped my pussy, and tossed the tissue into the wastebasket. I bent over to pick up my thong, and he playfully slapped my ass. I stepped into the thong and pulled it up, straightened my dress, and asked, “did you enjoy your lunch?”

“That was the best damned lunch I’ve had in years,” he said as he smiled at me. I sat on his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. 

I looked him deep in the eyes and said, “me too. Can we do this again tomorrow?”

Cheating Wife Confession

Well, the general consensus seems to be that you all want to hear about how I cheated on hubby (before becoming his hotwife). First, let me say that although he knows about my affair, this will be the first time he hears some of this...so it really is a true confession (and he’s already getting a boner sitting next to me as I type this).

It was about ten years into our marriage, and he was the president of a local service club, spending a lot of time away from home. Between work and projects and meetings (not to mention the kids’ activities), I was feeling a little lonely (and wasn’t getting the satisfaction I wanted in bed, either). I did everything I could to attract his attention...I lost 35 pounds and got to my pre-pregnancy weight for the first time in years...I tried to schedule romantic evenings, but things always got in the way. Even when he was home, he often fell asleep watching TV in his recliner or or at his desk if he was working late in his home office. We just weren’t making time for each other.

Now, let me back up a little. Before we had the kids, we had a great sex life. A friend of his once told him that if you put a bean in a jar every time you have sex during the first year you’re married, and then take one out every time you have sex after that, you’ll never empty the jar. FACTS....LOL. He’s a great lover, and although he’s not the biggest I’ve ever had (he’s pretty average-sized), he knows how to please me and I used to orgasm every time we made love. Sometimes more than once. But after three pregnancies and ten years of marriage, things got a little stale, and as I said, opportunities were few and far between. The spark just wasn’t there.

Anyway, his best friend (we’ll call him Tom) was the vice president of the service club, and tradition had it that the VP, upon taking over the presidency, should present a gift to the outgoing president as a thank you from the organization. Elections were coming up, and one day I received a text from him, asking if we could meet to discuss the gift and what I thought would be an appropriate choice. We made a date to get our kids together to play, and he brought them over the house one day while hubby was working. We decided on an appropriate gift fairly quickly, and got to chatting while the kids played outside. Tom is taller than my husband (he’s 6′4″ and hubby is 5′8″), and he’s ruggedly good looking. He has an athletic build and looks damned sexy in just about anything. I had often caught myself looking at his ass or his package when we were together, but I had never even considered actually doing anything. Well, while we were talking, we got to flirting a little. Nothing serious, but there was definitely a sexual tension building very slowly under the surface. He’s funny and intelligent and made me feel very comfortable, even while flirting with me. I found myself admiring his tattooed arms and chest (he has tattoo sleeves and as it turns out, most of his torso is covered in ink...which is a big turn-on for me). My eldest came inside and said the kids wanted ice cream, so we decided to leave her in charge and run to the store together.

Almost immediately after we got into the car, the flirting got more intense. He was driving, and at one point he looked over to me and said that if he could get away with it, he’d kiss me right there. I don't know what came over me, but I said, “I’d like to see you try. No, really...I’d like that.” As we pulled into the 7-Eleven parking lot, he barely had the car in park when he leaned over and pulled me toward him for a kiss. It was electric. I hadn’t kissed anyone but my husband in twelve years, and my stomach erupted in butterflies. It was passionate and sensual at the same time. His fingers ran through my long blonde hair, and his tongue felt and tasted amazing. We broke the kiss and he started to stammer an apology, but I stopped him by unbuckling my seat belt and crawling over the center console to put my arms around him and kiss him again. I wanted more of that passionate feeling, and I took my chance. We kissed like that for a few minutes, and then I sat back in my seat and told him he’d better run in for the ice cream.

As he got out of the car, I watched his sexy body and tight ass walk into the store. I checked my face and hair in the visor mirror and thought about what I was going to say to him when he got back to the car. After all, he and my husband were best friends, and I was close with his wife. Could we do this? Could we get away with it? Should we forget about it and just call it a “one and done?” You don’t shit where you eat, and this could be very risky for both of us. But he was such a damned good kisser! And I hadn’t felt that kind of electrical attraction in years. I had to think fast, because he was coming back out of the store. I caught a glimpse of the bulge in his pants, and all my resistance faded away.

He tossed the ice cream into the back seat, and as he got into the car, he started to apologize again. I told him to head back home...the kids were waiting for their treat. As he backed out of the spot, I put my hand on his thigh and said, “when we get there, I might have a treat for you, too.” He smiled at that, and took my hand in his. We had just a few minutes to discuss it before getting to my house, but we both expressed how lonely we were in our respective marriages, and we both agreed that we couldn’t risk getting caught...for the sake of our marriages and our kids. We’d have to be very careful if we were going to do anything at all...but we both agreed that we wanted to...desperately.

We pulled into the driveway, and the kids came running up to the car screaming for ice cream. We went inside, got some Solo cups and plastic spoons, and dished out a few scoops to the kids. I told them to go outside and enjoy it on the lawn. When they had gone, Tom leaned over to kiss me again. Yup, the sparks were still there. I was tingling all over and I knew what I wanted to do. (Spoiler alert: hubby hasn’t heard this part yet...he didn’t know it happened this soon...sorry hon!) I reached down and gripped his cock through his pants, and squeezed gently. Oh, it was nice! He felt WAY bigger than my husband, and I was tingling with the anticipation of touching it for real. I squeezed it a little tighter and began walking backwards toward the living room. He followed dutifully, and we sat on the sofa and kissed some more. He felt my breasts, and I rubbed his crotch. His fingers ran through my hair and grasped the back of my neck. Our tongues were tangled together and we were like two teenagers exploring each other’s bodies. 

When my husband and I were dating, and we’d be necking on my mother’s couch, I would cover his lap with a blanket and reach my hand underneath to give him hand jobs every night. I reached over to the armrest of the sofa and grabbed my husband’s favorite throw blanket. I draped it over Tom’s lap, and reached under it to unzip his fly. He kissed me harder, and positioned his hips so I could have easier access to his manhood. I reached into his pants, through his underwear, and worked his cock out of its hiding place. My husband always had to pull down his pants a little when I did that, because he wasn’t big enough for me to get really good access through his fly. Tom had NO PROBLEM in that department. His cock was a good nine inches long, and I could barely wrap my fingers all the way around it. It was slick with precum already, and I began gently stroking it under the blanket. Oh, my God, it felt amazing! Like I said, my husband always did a great job satisfying me, and when I needed something bigger than his dick, there were always the toys, which he was more than happy to use on me. But this was different...it was an actual, live, warm, wet, hard cock in my hand. Not a penis...a COCK! And a great kisser making me feel sexy and attractive and wanted. Something I hadn't felt in a LONG time.

I stroked his schlong as we kissed and he rubbed my breasts and stroked my hair...and I could feel his hips begin to thrust slightly as I ran my hand up and down the length of his dick. I squeezed the head and twisted my hand around it, feeling the delightful lubrication from his flowing precum. I could hear the squishing sound of a wet hand job through the blanket, and my pussy was throbbing with excitement. I could feel the wet spot in my panties, and I was lost in the moment as we kissed passionately and deeply. He began to grunt a little with each thrust and stroke, and I knew he was getting close...

I could still hear the kids outside, so I knew it was still safe...and I broke our kiss and pulled back the blanket. I wanted to SEE what I was doing. I gripped the base of his shaft with one hand, and with the other, stroked his head and upper shaft wildly, twisting and changing the firmness of my grip with every stroke. He was grunting louder now, and his hips were thrusting as he lifted his ass off the sofa for a final thrust through my hands, and his cock erupted with a stream of hot, white cum that must have shot a foot and a half into the air, before coming down onto my husband’s blanket. Another five or six blasts of man juice shot out, and splashed onto the blanket and my hands. I leaned down, kissed the tip of his softening cock, licked up the last drop of cum, and looked him in the eyes as I licked my lips. “Yum...next time maybe I’ll get a little treat to eat, too!”

He let out a deep sigh as his body slumped back onto the sofa, and I grabbed the blanket and wiped him and my hands of his cum. I rolled up the blanket and tossed it to the end of the sofa, and helped him put Mr. Happy back away. He zipped up and we kissed some more. We could hear the kids coming in, so we scrambled to look normal, as they burst into the house. He rounded up his kids, and told them it was time to go home. After some whining and complaining, he got them into the car and kissed me on the cheek with a wink and a smile as he got in to drive away. Within 20 minutes, he texted me, and we made plans to get together the following day at his office for lunch.

An hour or so later, when my husband came home from work and sat in his recliner, he turned and grumbled that the kids had spilled something on his blanket...it was all wet and crumpled on the couch instead of neatly folded where he usually kept it. I apologized on behalf of the kids and told him I’d try to make sure it didn't happen again...

(More to come about our ongoing affair...)

She got off knowing that her pussy was now full of another man's hot load. She had always been a serial cheater with a massive body count. She loved cock and just couldn't stop craving it. She was horny and gave an old fuck buddy a call. As soon as he came over she wasted no time dragging him to her bedroom and stripping him naked. She put her mouth on his hard cock, her lips were born to please. Plump and soft he did everything not to cum right away. She knew what she wanted and laid back and pulled him on top of her. He slid inside and she felt his body quiver. Her pussy was perfect in every way and she knew it. She pulled him tighter, not letting him back off. After only a few minutes he couldn't hold out any longer. He yelled (I'm going to cum!) she wrapped her legs around him not letting him even attempt to pull out. He suddenly let out a deep moan as he drained his balls inside her. She told him he had to leave now, she got everything he needed and she didn't need him anymore that night. Full and satisfied she notched another conquest.

That night of pleasure gave her another gift, her lover had knocked her up. She had no choice but to tell her long time boyfriend about her sexual adventure and the baby that was growing inside of her. Rock hard the first thing he did was strip her naked, throw her down on the bed and start to pound her cheating, pregnant pussy. To him she was always his favorite porn star......he loved thinking about her getting fucked and filled. Now he got to spend the next nine months fucking and filling her used pregnant pussy. His cock would explode everytime he thought about how another man knocked up is girl in that very bed. She truly was the whore he always wanted her to be.....