The Company WIfe: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Jason Lenov

  Darius unceremoniously pulls his cock out of her and steps aside, Jackson taking his place. But before he impales her with his shaft, he puts a hand on her ass and rolls her over onto her side.

  I shuffle over a few feet because I know what's going to happen, I know what the three of them are going to do and I have to have the perfect view because I want to remember this for the rest of my life.

  Jackson puts his hand on the hourglass shape of Serena's ass and pulls her cheek up. Stepping forward, he pushes his cock into her sloppy pussy but keeps her ass stretched.

  Jackson steps up.

  My whole body tightens and my nuts seize up. I have to let go of my cock to keep from coming because of what I'm about to watch.

  With his cock in his hand, Jackson pushes against Serena's tight, winking back hole. Right before it disappears from view beneath his dick, I see the tiny ring contract.

  "Easy baby," Jackson purrs, his dick still wet from her snatch. "Open up."

  And she does. Her body relaxes. Jackson's ass tightens and his stiff cock moves into her ass. He's gentle at first, just an inch, then another. Then, once she gets the hang of it, he shoves a little more into her.

  Serena groans.

  I'm panting and there's precum dripping off the head of my cock from just watching it.

  Her hand reaches back and flails through the air, desperate for a piece of flesh to grab. She finds Jackson's hips and her white fingers curl around until they settle on the hard muscles in his ass.

  And then Serena pulls at him so hard he has to take another step forward.

  The last half of Jackson's cock gets swallowed by her ass.

  Serena goes nuts.

  As the three of them fuck her, her head starts bobbing fast and furious over Dale's cock. She can't move too much from the other two holding her down but she does what she can. Talk about possessed. Her whole body hums in anticipation of getting their cum.

  She screams as an orgasm tears through her but that's the only break she takes from sucking Dale off.

  I touch myself a few times but each time I do, I worry that I'm going to blow and I have to back off. And with nothing to do but watch, my mind presents me with the darkest, most taboo fantasy that I have.

  The thought of the three of them, or even just one, fucking her pussy full of cum has me teetering on the verge of a climax.

  Even though I know it would be terrible if it happened, I can't help but wish for it. I want to see her sweet little lips spread just a little, her tight pussy filled to bursting with a black man's cum.

  Serena's pleading moans, still muffled on Dale's cock, pull me back into the moment and the room.

  The three dark bodies surrounding her are more tense, more ready and I can tell they're getting close.

  Dale puts his hand on the back of her neck and pushes deeper into her mouth. One corner of his mouth turns up into a snarl and his abs harden.

  The sound of Serena gagging on his cock as it starts to spurt hot seed into her mouth makes me shudder. I'm so fucking close.

  Jackson's ass tightens up and he slams his hips against her, boring into her insides as he starts to nut.

  Cum starts spilling from the side of her mouth because she can't keep up with swallowing Dale's load. Cum starts oozing out from between the ring of her ass hole and Jackson's black cock.

  But all I can watch is Dale. I stare, transfixed as his cock moves in and out of her tight pussy lips. My eyes dart to his ass, his back, his arms, anything that would hint at whether he's about to come. There's nothing there.

  Jackson groans as he dumps the last of his sticky seed into her ass, then pulls out.

  Dale's shaking his cock out and tapping the head of it against her cheek.

  Then I see the first convulsion, the first rougher thrust of Darius' body against Serena and I know he's on the edge.

  He hauls his cock out of her, grabs it and starts to pump. Blast after blast of hot, white seed shoots out of it and lands in thick streaks across Serena's pussy and ass.

  I fall over the edge and start to come. I crest the peak of my orgasm to the image of Darius rubbing out his all over my filthy wife.

  Her body is covered with cum and it's spilling from her ass and her mouth. Everywhere but the place I dream to see it spilling from.

  I know it's for the best. I know it is.

  The two men stand and watch Jackson finish off onto her, then the three of them all start to laugh.

  So I laugh, too. Because what the fuck else am I going to do?

  They all turn and look at me and nod and look like they want to give me high fives. All until Serena sits up and tries to stand up.

  "Wow, wow, hold on baby!" Dale says and runs over to the closet. He comes back with a towel and is about to start towelling her off when he looks over at me. He cocks his head to one side. "Maybe you should do this?" he asks, as if this, cleaning her off, is so much more intimate than anything the three of them have done. "Come on boys."

  I wait until the three of them leave the room before I move toward the desk. Our eyes meet with nothing but love. I press my lips to her messy mouth and open it with my tongue.

  Chapter 14

  Serena

  It's strange waking up and not knowing where I am. That hasn't happened in a long time. I think it's the smell of the place that I notice first. Then the feeling of the bed. I reach out under the covers.

  There's something that's the same. The comforting warmth of Anderson's hand.

  He stirs, then rolls around to face me and opens his eyes. I can barely see in the darkness but I can see enough to smile at him and see him smile back.

  "You alright?" he asks.

  "I'm fine," I reply. I'm not totally fine, to be honest. My pussy is sore and I feel tired even though I just got up. But there's still a glow of excitement about all this. It's so illicit and lewd and totally wrong and would get us all fired, probably.

  The door opens sending a sliver of light into the room from outside. Then it swings wide open and Dale's dark frame is silhouetted against the light.

  "You up, lovebirds?" he asks, not bothering to wait before walking into the room.

  Anderson scrambles out from under the covers first as he realizes Dale is naked and his thick cock is swinging between his legs as he walks.

  I stay down slightly embarrassed of the fact that my pussy's already leaking juice onto the sheets. I glance at Anderson to find him staring at me intently. I roll over and stroke his arm. "Is this okay?" I ask.

  He sits next to me, frozen in terror, or disbelief, or I don't know what.

  I hope he doesn't say "no," thought at this point I wouldn't blame him if he did, after what he saw me do last night. Still. I hope he doesn't. I can practically feel Dale's cock back inside me already and not getting it would be a huge disappointment. Besides, what else are we going to do? We're already here.

  "Come on, Anderson," Dale says, throwing the covers off of me and climbing onto the bed. He's got his cock in hand now, rubbing it hard.

  His voice startles Anderson to life. Glancing at me, then at Dale, he crawls out from under the covers looking a little like a deer trapped in headlights.

  I'm not sure if this is what he really wants or not, but I'm sure he's going to be fine. He's seen so much already. I wink and smile at him as he settles into the armchair next to the bed to watch, holding his own half-stiff cock.

  "Mmm, baby I dreamed about you last night." Dale's voice is somewhere between a purr and a growl as he crawls between my legs.

  My body reacts automatically, my legs rising up to open my pussy for his cock. I reach up and pinch my stiff nipples. I like the pain but I want him to have something nice to look at, too.

  "Yeah, baby. That's good. Do that again," he asks. With his hand between his legs he presses the head of his cock against my pussy and starts to rub. It's hot and hard.

  I pinch my nipples again and make a wish for him to hurry up. I want that cock inside me. I want to feel it s
tretching me out and I want to feel Dale's body heavy on top of mine.

  His thick trunk splays my thighs and I run my hands along his hard chest. The longer he teases me, the more I want him and I look up into his eyes, pleading with him to take me hard.

  ***

  Anderson

  I don't know if I know of a more beautiful sight than watching Serena's lithe legs lift up, her calves gliding along Dale's thick, muscular thighs.

  I love the contrast of her softly splaying legs and his hard body sinking between them. Everything that is femininity embodied in her, the masculine in him.

  Why? Why do I fetishize this dark conqueror, this threat to me and my line? Why do I let him fill her with seed with nothing between them and with nothing to stop it from taking root?

  I don't know if I'll every be able to answer any of these questions but right now I don't care. Right now Serena's staring lovingly into his eyes as he slathers his cock with wetness from her cunt.

  I wrap a fist around my own stiff dick as she reaches down and wraps her tiny hands around his. She guides the head of the dark muscle to her opening; pink folds already drooling and spread to welcome him in. As she finds her hole with his cock, he sinks his weight onto her, driving himself in.

  This moment is the one I think of most. The one where she feels him again for the first time. The one where she loses herself to the pleasure of being stretched by his girth. The moment she's not my Serena any more, but his.

  I don't think I'll ever tire of this moment.

  Dale groans softly as his cock glides into her slippery, hot cunt. He doesn't have to pause or press harder this time. She opens for him naturally, her body already used to his. Her insides already know his shape.

  This time she wraps her legs around his waist and her hands glide along his back as he starts to fuck.

  He leans close. Their lips touch.

  I stroke myself a little harder as I wait for him to start fucking in earnest but it never comes. Instead they undulate on the bed together, their bodies finding the perfect rhythm.

  Serena's hips roll forward each time his cock plunders deep into her pussy.

  I can only imagine how she's squeezing him, milking him for cum.

  I have to close my eyes and clench my teeth at the thought.

  Milking him for cum.

  We've been riding on the edge of danger for too long now but I can't bring myself to make her stop. The dark thrill of knowing that at any moment Dale or Jackson or Darius might decide to unload into her instead of pulling out is like a black hole my voice can't escape.

  I keep meaning to tell her we should stop this. She should make them put a condom on or, I don't know, find some other way.

  But I can't. All I can think of is what if it happens? What would it be like to watch them pump her full of seed?

  Her mewl tugs at my attention and takes me out of my thoughts and plops me back into the room.

  A terrifying thrill rushes through me as I open my eyes and see that Dale's fucking her just as slowly as he was before. They're not fucking, really. They look like they're making love.

  One of her hands has drifted up onto the back of his neck, cradling it as he kisses her softly. The other runs up and down his muscular arm, caressing it for each gentle thrust.

  From where I'm sitting and the way her legs are up around his torso, I can see his cock dipping into her and hear the sounds of her slickness opening to take him in.

  Serena opens her mouth in a gasp and her fingers tense above, clawing into his neck. She breathes in softly as he keeps his rhythm, then starts to fuck back against his cock.

  I realize she's coming. She's coming onto him, her pussy clamping down on his hard shaft as it begs for cum.

  That only makes the hot tickle between my legs worse.

  She shudders and shakes beneath him, her breath coming in quick, short bursts as her body reacts to his love.

  As he leans in to kiss her one more time I don't know how I know but I do. I could say something, tell him to stop, tell her to stop. This is supposed to be just a fantasy, after all.

  But I can't. Because this darkest part of my fantasy is the hottest part, too. I stare at his cock moving in and out of her. My eyes dart to hers.

  She's looking up at him with wonder and... I swear that's love.

  I should tell them to stop.

  Dale groans.

  It's happening.

  My eyes wander down his body again and come to rest on the dark vein inside Serena's body. It's pulsing seed into her. Flex after flex brings more and more of his cum into her core until there's no more room for it there. It spills from between his cock and her pink lips, a hot and viscous mess of creamy white.

  Serena's eyes and mouth are open wide. Maybe in disbelief at what's happening. Maybe in arousal, or joy, who knows?

  All I know is that I can't fucking take it any more. I've never seen anything hotter than watching my wife get filled by another man's cum. The ultimate act of intimacy, the ultimate risk, the ultimate taboo.

  I know how deep inside her he is and I can see how much cum he's spilling into her.

  My mind fixates on the moment, on his cock spilling its potent load into her womb. My body seizes up. Cum shoots through my hard shaft as I pump and pump and pump.

  As Dale stuffs the last inch of himself back into Serena's pussy, the wave of pleasure roiling in my middle comes rushing up my spine and for a few precious seconds wipes away all guilt or shame or doubt.

  There's only me and her and him inside her spilling cum.

  Chapter 15

  Serena

  The silence in the room feels never-ending once Dale leaves. He closes the door and I almost wonder if he's going to lock it behind him. It's strange that he doesn't want me to go to work, or doesn't care that Anderson's there with me, that he trusts us enough to leave us in the house.

  I close my eyes and let my mind drift back over the memory of what he felt like inside me. I like how heavy he is. I like how thick his cock is but I like the weight of him on top of me, too. I want to feel that again.

  I know I've done a terrible thing by letting him come inside me but I just couldn't stop. And it felt just as hot as I thought it was going to be, the feeling of his cock hardening over and over in my pussy as he came.

  Anderson's probably pissed off, sitting in that chair. I don't want to look at him because I don't want to deal with that. I don't really want to deal with us right now.

  What I really want is Dale or Jackson or Darius to come back and fuck me. I want to let another man come inside me. I want to feel like the fucking company slut, the girl who spends all day in a room just waiting for another black cock to fill her hole.

  Even when Anderson stirs in the chair I don't look over. I still love him, I do, it's just... I don't want to deal with his ups and downs right now. It's like being drunk and having a sober friend try to have a serious conversation with you.

  It sucks.

  I'm actually relieved when he crawls into bed beside me and starts touching my boob. I could have sworn he came in the chair, just as Dale was coming, but whatever. If fucking him keeps us from talking for a little while longer I'm all for that.

  I reach down and find his cock, stiff again already. Which is impressive. Not as impressive as Dale. Dale can stay hard even after he comes.

  I stroke Anderson a couple of times before he starts crawling in between my legs. As I spread my thighs open I feel a gush of Dale's cum rush out of my pussy.

  Anderson gets up on his knees, his hands on my thighs and looks down to watch. His cock jumps.

  He liked it?

  I can't believe it. I can't believe it as he reaches down and starts jerking himself off to the sight of another man's cum leaking out of me. I can't believe and it gets me hot all over again. I touch my clit and start rubbing, flexing the muscles in my pussy to push out more cum.

  "Wait!" Anderson whispers, leaning down over me and pressing the head of his cock again
st my hole. "I want to... I want to know what it feels like. Being inside you when... "

  He doesn't have to say it.

  When you're full of cum.

  Anderson doesn't waste any time. I'm so full of cum and so stretched out that he slips easily inside. He sucks in a breath then lets out a shaky moan as his cock gets covered in cum.

  He fucking loves it. He loves the feeling of sinking into another man's cum.

  I don't know why but I love it, too. I'm not annoyed with him. Now I just want him to fuck me, I want to make this crazy thing ours again and not just mine.

  Anderson starts to plow into me with his cock. Thrust after thrust he fucks into my leaking hole until I start to feel myself come.

  ***

  Anderson

  I'm so happy when she comes. I'm so happy even though I know it's not all me. A part of it is having Dale inside her, I'm sure of it. But I don't care. It just makes me so happy to see her face twisted in pleasure with me inside her.

  A moment later I'm gripped by the same climax she just had.

  Serena's eyes open wide and she stares into me, one side of her lips still curled up in a sexy snarl. Her legs are gliding along my sides the same way they were along Dale's.

  For the first time in a long time I start to come inside my wife. It's the most intense orgasm I can remember and I roar as my cock chokes out what seed I have left.

  But that's just it. I just blew a load out in the chair. There's not much left. And what is left is likely not the good stuff.

  In some sick and twisted way this makes me convulse even harder on top of her. I know I'm impotent. I know there's no way that what I give her can hope to compete with what's already inside. That doesn't stop my body from trying hard.

  My hips buck, thrusting my cock deep inside her as I try and become Dale's equal, as my whole self tries to rise to the challenge of being the one to inseminate my wife.

  It's the hottest and most terrifying fall, off the peak of that climax. The reality of what's happened swirls up into the tail end of my orgasm and makes me shake out the last ruts of pleasure.