House Party: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  Though I guess the sexy suburban housewife lesbian fantasy would be right up there for a lot of people as well. The point I’m trying to get across is that it was fucking hot precisely because it was the sort of thing I never thought I’d get to see in person. It was the sort of thing that seemed like it was firmly in the realm of fantasy for most men and yet I was the lucky son-of-a-bitch that got to see the unicorn, so to speak.

  As I watched them I was starting to come to a realization as well. Sure it was hot seeing some good old fashioned girl on girl action, but more than that it was hot watching Alyssa getting with another person. I’d always thought of her as the good girl. If I had a Madonna/whore complex then she was definitely on the Madonna side of things. Seeing her moving over to the whore side of that equation was definitely a turn on. Watching her with someone else was even more of a turn on.

  Who knew I’d ever get so hot about the idea of my wife cheating on me? Sure it was with another woman, but as I watched her with Emma I found myself wondering what it would be like to watch her with another man. There were a couple of guys here tonight who’d be more than willing if they were given the opportunity. I’d seen the way they looked at my wife. I knew they had the hots for her. Hell, it had always kinda turned me on seeing them looking at her like that even if I’d never been able to articulate precisely what it was about other guys staring at my wife that had turned me on up until this moment.

  Turns out I was turned on by other people getting with Alyssa. Wanting Alyssa. And it seemed like an evening like tonight was the perfect time to come to that realization, because I had a pretty good feeling there was going to be a hell of a lot more opportunity to explore this newfound fantasy before the night was through!

  While I’d been navel gazing about how hot it was to see my wife with other people my wife had gotten busy with Emma. I took a seat at one of the lounge chairs nearby and stared. I felt a little like a goofball just sitting there, but the ladies were so preoccupied with one another that it felt like it would be presumptuous to try and get in the middle. I figured if they wanted me in there they’d invite me.

  In the meantime I was more than happy just to have the opportunity to watch!

  Both their tops were off and Emma had moved off to the side. They were still kissing, but Emma’s hands were tracing down Alyssa’s stomach. My wife sucked in air and almost giggled everywhere Emma’s hands made contact, she was particularly ticklish and sensitive on her stomach which I knew from long experience, and then Emma was tracing a line along the top of her bikini bottoms.

  My breath caught. Here were these two beauties completely topless with their perfect breasts pressing together, their mouths dueling with one another as they sucked face like a couple of teenagers who knew their parents would be home any moment and they had to make the most of every moment, and now Emma was getting ready to explore between Alyssa’s legs.

  To say that I was suddenly very interested in where this was going would be the understatement of the year. This was everything I’d hoped to see when we talked about coming to this party. Everything I’d hoped for when they were making out earlier and so rudely interrupted.

  Emma’s hands moved into Alyssa’s pants and the reaction was immediate. I knew from talking with my wife just how much she’d been looking forward to a moment just like this, but I’d never appreciated just how much it turned her on until the moment Emma’s hands were bulging in Alyssa’s bottoms and then moving down, down. Fuck. Not only was another woman on top of my wife, well more to the side I suppose, making out with her, but now she was getting fingered on top of all that.

  I felt lightheaded. I was going to pass out. I couldn’t believe this. I had to be dreaming. I had to have died in a car accident or something on the way over here and this was either heaven or the last chemically induced hurrah my brain was going through before we went gently into that good night.

  Only when I pinched myself it still felt all too real. The sounds around us of the pool, the quiet moans that were getting less and less quiet with each passing moment, were stark reminders that this was reality even if it felt like something straight out of a jerk off fantasy. This was really my wife. This was really one of our best friends on top of her fingering her. That was really Alyssa bucking under Emma’s touch and moaning into her mouth.

  I wanted so desperately to pull my cock out, but I didn’t. Somehow that felt like it would be crossing a line. It would be just a little too perverted. Sure they were fucking right in front of me, but it somehow felt creepy thinking of jerking off while watching them when they hadn’t invited me to join in like that.

  Not that watching them wasn’t more than enough. Holy fucking shit was it insane watching my wife coming on another woman’s fingers! Emma pulled back from the kiss and stared down at Emma, locked eyes with her as her mouth opened and she cried out into the night. Alyssa’s moans echoed off the fence and I hoped there weren’t any other neighbors out enjoying the evening. The fence was high enough that they wouldn’t be able to see anything, but there was no doubt they could sure as hell hear everything going down!

  Speaking of going down. I thought Emma might be happy to stop with fingering my wife, but she was pulling out as Alyssa came down from the first orgasm of the evening. Alyssa was staring up at the sky while not really seeing anything, and meanwhile Emma was working at the ties on her suit. I had a moment of delicious arousal as I realized that Emma’s fingers were shining. Shining with the slick wetness that was my wife’s arousal. Damn!

  Emma started moving down. Alyssa still didn’t react. She was still catching her breath. Her chest was heaving as Emma moved lower, lower, and then her face was between my wife’s legs. I held my breath once more as she leaned forward. As her tongue snaked out and that certainly got a reaction from Emma! Damn!

  Alyssa’s eyes went wide and she stared down with her mouth open in a huge “o” shape as Emma devoured her pussy. The surprise quickly gave way to pure sex, though. Alyssa grabbed at the lounge chair but of course there was nothing for her to grab onto and so her fingers scraped against the material as she threw her head back and then we were enjoying the second orgasm of the evening. This time she was loud enough that I worried people who were enjoying their evening by staying in would be able to hear her. Damn she was loud! She usually didn’t get like this when we were fucking, and hearing her getting this turned on with someone else was just adding to the turn on of the moment.

  I wondered what Ryan thought of watching his wife with another woman. I turned back to the hot tub and blinked. Ryan didn’t seem to care what Emma was up to at all. No, he seemed entirely preoccupied with Jennifer which was a surprise, but considering everything else that had already happened tonight I guess it wasn’t really much of a surprise.

  Whatever. They could have their fun over there. I wanted to concentrate on the fun being had over in our corner of the back yard. I concentrated on the sight of Emma buried between my wife’s legs and briefly considered how much fun it would be to go up behind her and enjoy some of her pleasures while she was enjoying my wife’s pleasures.

  Maybe in a moment. For now I wanted to enjoy the show and make sure there were no distractions to pull the ladies out of the world of fantasy and pleasure they were enjoying. I could see Emma’s tongue darting out and filling my wife as she was hit by orgasm after orgasm. Each time she was hit with a new one she seemed to get louder and louder until finally she put her hand over her mouth, though that didn’t do too terribly much to stop the noise. It just muffled it slightly.

  The next time she came down from an orgasm she actually started giggling. Alyssa moved a hand down and pressed against Emma’s head, pulling her away. I blinked in surprise. I would’ve figured she’d want to keep that up all night long from the way she was screaming and moaning. Maybe she’d finally reached that point where she’d come so many times that it was too much for her. It’d happened a couple of times while we were fucking, and what Emma was doing to my wife definite
ly seemed to have the intensity to push her closer to that point far faster than when she was with me.

  Both women looked over to me. Both had huge smiles on their face. My cock jerked as I looked at Emma and saw that the smile on her face was also slick with my wife’s juices where she’d just been going down on her. They were two topless suburban goddesses and I needed them in the worst way.

  “So are you going to join us or not?” Emma asked.

  That wasn’t a request they needed to make twice! I hopped to my feet and nearly tripped over myself trying to get over to them. Still, I couldn’t help but feel a nagging doubt in the back of my mind. Sure Ryan had given his permission for me to come over and watch the show, but it was a show where his wife was with another woman. Would he feel the same way if it was his wife getting with another man?

  I looked over my shoulder one final time, but it seemed things were progressing quite nicely over there. It definitely looked like Ryan didn’t have any problem with wives straying from their husbands, though that wasn’t his wife that was doing the straying over there in the hot tub.

  Whatever. He told me to come over here and have some fun and damn it, that’s what I was going to do. Fuck the consequences.

  13: Ethan

  I licked my lips as first Alyssa, then Emma, and finally Owen left the hot tub. That just left me in here with Ryan and Jennifer. Ryan and Jennifer who were already making eyes at one another. Both of them turned and looked at me, expectant.

  I licked my lips again. My body was on fire. I was tingling all over and I was either on the verge of having a stroke or an orgasm. It was hard to tell which. Though I’d like to think the universe wouldn’t be so cruel as to strike me down when I was on the verge of realizing a fantasy that had dominated my erotic imagination for so long.

  “I don’t think I need to make a dare to tell the two of you what to do,” I said.

  Jennifer smiled and mouthed a “thank you” to me, though I don’t know why she was thanking me. She was the one who was going out and fulfilling my fantasy. Sure she was getting something out of it as well, but I figured that I was by far the winner in this scenario.

  “You have no idea how long we’ve wanted to do this,” Jennifer said as she moved through the water over to Ryan.

  That finally seemed to break through the easygoing attitude Ryan had been trying to project all night long. He blinked and the smile slipped from his face as he looked between the two of us.

  “We? Seriously?”

  Jennifer nodded and bit her lip. She straddled Ryan and then looked over her shoulder at me, leaning to the side so Ryan could get a good look at me as well.

  “Oh yeah. Ethan there gets really turned on at the idea of me with another man. I figured you would’ve figured that out by now, a smart guy like you.”

  “Well I suspected, but I never thought…” Ryan said.

  Jennifer didn’t give him a chance to complete that thought. She took his head in her hands and then her mouth moved down and kissed him. It wasn’t one of those light pecks on the lips either. No, she was going straight from zero to sixty in no time at all. In an instant they were making out and she was rising and falling. I looked down into the water. The bubbles had stopped and with the light it was more than clear enough to see what was going on under the surface even if it was a little funny looking and distorted through the water.

  Fuck was this hot. Fuck was it so fucking incredible. I’d had tantalizing glimpses of this fantasy. We’d talked about it while we were fucking and then there was the bombshell she dropped after our last visit to Ryan’s house when she told me about how he got her alone and was grinding against her. There was the naughty fun this evening where I got to watch them having their fun in the kitchen which normally would’ve been enough to fuel my jerk off fantasies for a couple of months if it wasn’t immediately followed by this.

  This, though. Talk about incredible. Talk about the kind of thing I never thought I’d get to see. Talk about the sort of delicious sinful fantasy turned reality that was going to stay in my memory for the rest of my fucking life!

  Yeah, fantasizing about seeing Jennifer getting with a guy and actually seeing it happening right in front of me were two very different things. There were all the little details that were left out of the fantasy world when I was jerking off or when she was riding me and telling me all about the naughty fun she’d like to have. Details like the sound of the water swirling around us. The smell of the chlorine. The sound of their kissing as their tongues dueled. The subtle motion of her ass grinding against him. The look of her wet hair falling down around her shoulders and slapping back and forth as she moved on top of him. The intoxicating sight of his arms moving up and down as his hand explored her slim frame

  Seeing the show in person was definitely way fucking hotter than fantasizing about it! Fuck!

  Moaning drew my attention away from the show right in front of me and my eyes widened in shock as I saw what was going on over by the pool proper. I figured there was something going on with Emma and Alyssa, but nothing could’ve prepared me for what I saw over there. Owen sitting on a lounge chair watching with rapt fascination as Emma went down on Alyssa!

  Damn. I got a little vicarious thrill watching that scene. Watching Owen watching his wife and enjoying the hell out of it if the goofy smile on his face was any indication. He looked like a man who was discovering the joys of watching his wife for the first time, and I felt a stab of jealousy that he was getting to enjoy this fantasy for the first time so soon after discovering it.

  Whatever though. The important thing was that we were all having fun and enjoying one another. He could enjoy his show and I was going to enjoy my show over here. Though I had to admit that the sight of Alyssa wearing absolutely nothing was almost as breathtaking as seeing Emma buried between her legs. Fuck was that woman hot! I desperately hoped Owen was into guys getting with his wife as well as girls, because if that was the case I planned on taking full advantage of that side of the fantasy by the end of the night!

  For now, though, I concentrated on Ryan and Jennifer.

  Ryan’s hands snaked up Jennifer’s arms to the strings holding her bikini in place. It always amazed me that the only thing separating a view of paradise from the wider world was a little knot that could be undone with just a little bit of pressure.

  A little bit of pressure that Ryan was more than happy to apply. The string loosened and then fell into the water where it floated on the top. He looked over Jennifer’s shoulder and gave me a thumbs up before pulling his hands down and pulling the strings of her suit right along with. I held my breath as his eyes went wide, more interested in his reaction to my wife’s tits than I was in the revelation of my wife’s tits.

  I loved Jennifer’s chest. She had one of the nicest sets of breasts I’d ever seen, though admittedly I was partial. Seeing another man reacting to seeing her tits for the first time though? That was something I was only going to get to see a few times in my life even if we did make this a regular part of our sex life. From now on whenever Ryan got to see her chest, and I hoped this was something that was going to become a regular occasion, it was going to be a sight he’d already seen before.

  There really was something to be said for seeing them for the first time.

  It seemed Ryan was enjoying the fuck out of what he was seeing for the first time as well. He dove between her breasts and just stayed glued there for a moment as though he was getting used to their feel, their shape, their contour. Meanwhile Jennifer was enjoying the fuck out of the experience as well judging by the way she threw her head back, her hair floating on the top of the water along with the top Ryan had casually tossed to the side, and opened her mouth and gasped.

  Captivating. Perfect. The sort of memory that was going to stay seared in my brain for the rest of my life. The sight of another man exploring my wife’s tits for the first time. Sure I knew she’d been with other guys. She’d told me all about that when we were fucking and telli
ng stories about past encounters had become a staple of our dirty talk let me tell you, but there was a big difference between the academic but very hot knowledge that she’d fucked guys she was dating in the past and seeing her getting with a guy when she was married.

  The motion down below seemed to be picking up as well. I glanced down but it was difficult to see everything going on down there. Sure the jets weren’t going, but there was still water messing with the light and making it impossible to really see the good parts of the show. Ryan seemed to notice me straining to see the action because he stopped his exploration of his tits and looked at me then gestured next to them.

  Jennifer turned around as well, a huge grin plastered on her face. It made my cock throb thinking about how much she must enjoy this. I knew it was crazy getting turned on by another guy getting it on with my wife, but I wasn’t going to argue with feelings this intense. I raised my eyebrow in a question and she nodded.

  I scrambled over to join them. That wasn’t an invitation I was going to decline, let me tell you! When I was closer I could see everything. Jennifer’s body pressing against Ryan’s muscled stomach. Her bottoms which were still on, but she was moving up and down, back and forth, as she pressed against his rod down below.

  And as I sat right next to them, just inches away, she lowered herself and pressed her lips against his. There was no slow kiss here though. No, there was who knows how many months or years of pent up sexual tension being released in that kiss. Everything they’d been feeling and denying themselves for so long. All wrapped up in one kiss that exploded with passion.

  Ryan’s hands were all over Jennifer even as her hands were all over his body. Running up and down, and I was treated to the singularly captivating sight of Ryan’s hands cupping her tits and kneading them. Playing with her nipples which earned him a gasp of pleasure that went straight to my cock even though she was gasping for another man’s touch. And through it all she was rising and falling with what I could only assume was the constant motion of his cock pressing up against her, begging for the release that only her pussy could provide but being denied that pleasure for some reason that I couldn’t fathom.