A Hotwife's Journey

by Delores Swallows

  She rocked her body. “Yeah, that’s it. Suck my big fat nipples. Bite them.”

  While Sean feasted himself on Karen’s tits, she glanced over at Nigel and winked. Then she eased Sean away and pushed his head down onto the pillow.

  She moved down the bed until her head was back over Sean’s crotch, then bent and took the top half of his cock in her mouth. While the fingers of one hand stroked his balls, her other hand gripped the base of his shaft. Karen bobbed her head slowly up and down for about a minute, and Nigel felt the tingle in his own loins.

  Karen released Sean from her mouth and knelt up to look into his face, pumping his cock as she spoke. “I love how your dick gets hard so quickly.”

  Nigel blinked. Was that a dig at me?

  She leaned close and kissed Sean on the mouth, and Nigel wondered how the guy felt about tasting his own cum. From the reaction her kiss was having on his dick, he’d liked it. Sean now had another more-than-impressive erection.

  Karen pumped him a couple more times and then released it to crawl over to Nigel. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock. “I want yours as well.”

  She squeezed her hand tighter, rubbing her thumb over the sensitive tip, and then leaned close to give his lips a gentle peck as if unsure if she was allowed to kiss him properly, having swallowed another man’s cum just a few minutes earlier.

  Nigel’s cock swelled in her hand, and she smiled at him. He leaned forward and kissed her with an open mouth. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and groaned, the fact that he’d let her kiss him this way evidently arousing her even more.

  Nigel ignored the taste.

  She pumped her hand faster on his cock and, to his amazement, he too was soon fully hard.

  She reached down, took his hand, then squeezed his thumb briefly before stroking his cock again. “You know what I want.”

  She wants my cock where I put my thumb.

  Nigel looked at Sean, flat on his back, hard as steel again. Karen was still toying with Nigel’s cock, keeping him close on the edge. The thought of her wanting both of them inside her at once made him dizzy with desire.

  He nodded his understanding. She moved to straddle Sean’s legs and resumed pumping his cock, making him shudder.

  “Time for more fun, I think.”

  Inching herself further up the bed, Karen aimed Sean’s thick cock at her opening and lowered herself slowly onto it. She let out a groan, tentatively rocked her hips as if getting used to the girth, allowed her body to stretch. Nigel remembered her telling him after Copenhagen that she’d found this position painful at first.

  Karen began to gyrate her hips as she rode Sean. “Mmm. That feels good, but I want it to feel even better.” She looked over her shoulder at her husband. “Come here, you.”

  Nigel crawled across the bed until he was kneeling next to them.

  “Put your dick in my mouth.”

  Nigel knelt up on the bed and presented his cock. She took him deep into her throat and bobbed her head a few times before releasing him. Then she amazed him by spitting a blob of saliva on the tip.

  She looked up into his eyes and nodded slowly, then lay down on top of Sean, crushing her breasts to his chest.

  Nigel moved down the bed and had to straddle Sean’s hairy legs. When he looked down at their union, all he could see was Karen’s sex stretched wide around the thick shaft of Sean’s cock, and the guy’s huge, hairy balls. A thick, white sticky mess oozed out as she rode him: Nigel’s own cum mixed in with her juices.

  Sean’s getting my sloppy seconds.

  Invigorated, he steadied himself with one hand while using the other to guide his cock into place. He and Karen weren’t total strangers to anal sex, but the last time they’d done it had been years earlier. He placed the dome against her neat hole, and pressed, making her groan.

  She opened around him and the tip of his cock disappeared inside her. She groaned louder. Nigel held still and took a breath to give her time to relax.

  After a few seconds, he placed both hands on her hips and pushed again. His cock slid further inside. The heat and tightness thrilled him, but then he felt something move against his shaft—Sean’s cock buried in her cunt. That revelation excited him beyond all reason. Separated by only a thin wall of membrane, two cocks were pleasuring his wife at the same time. The very thought of it electrified him, amplifying every sensation.

  Every moan Karen uttered reverberated through his mind; every time Sean’s cock moved against his made his balls tingle. Nigel was lost in a moment of such intense rapture that he struggled to breathe.

  “Oh… My… God.” Karen writhed between the men, her body apparently now accustomed to the double invasion.

  Nigel sensed Sean pushing up from below, and so he began thrusting in tandem. This was what she’d asked for, and he was determined that she was going to get it.

  They became a mass of moving flesh on the bed, Karen sandwiched between the men fucking her. Nigel pushed in harder, feeling Sean doing the same. He could feel him bucking at the base of the pile, the guy’s sheer strength lifting both of them up as he ploughed his big cock into Karen again and again. Nigel relished the power of its movements alongside his own, embarrassed that it excited him so much.

  Karen’s screams reached a crescendo and Nigel felt her clench.

  “Oh! Oh fuck, oh…”

  The men kept pounding her, and then Sean held still. Nigel felt his cock twitch. It flexed again, and the realisation that Sean was pumping cum into his wife was too much to bear. He exploded with a grunt.

  Karen reached round and dug her nails into his buttocks, and another eruption spewed into her. He could hardly catch his breath, but kept pumping his hips. His legs shook and his mouth went dry, but he’d never felt such a total release of energy.

  Exhausted, he flopped down onto her back for a few seconds before remembering that their combined weight would be too much for Sean to bear. Nigel withdrew shakily, rolled over onto the other side of the bed, and took a deep breath. He turned his head and saw Karen smiling at him. Sean’s eyes were closed.

  They lay in silence for a minute or so, then Karen raised herself up. There was an audible wet plop as Sean’s cock came out and fell back against his own belly.

  Karen bit her lip and looked down at the men, glancing from one to the other. “I can’t begin to describe how that felt,” she said. “I’ve never felt so…” She shook her head as she struggled to find the words. “Fucked. I’ve never felt so totally fucked.”

  Both men laughed.

  “But now…” Karen frowned. “Now I’m leaking from everywhere, and I need a shower.”

  With that, she jumped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom, leaving Nigel naked on the bed with another man. He was far too tired and euphoric to feel embarrassed.

  Sean sat up and swung his legs off the bed, his back turned to Nigel. “I should really get back to my room.”

  Nigel tried to hide his disappointment. He’d hoped their fun would continue throughout the night and into the morning.

  “Do you want a shower first?” He was offering Sean the chance to join Karen.

  The other man stood and turned. He smiled and shook his head. “No, I really need to go. I told Freja I’d phone when the party finished.”

  Nigel nodded, and couldn’t help noticing how impressive Sean’s cock was, even in its relaxed state. “Okay, I understand.”

  Sean pulled on his shorts, then his trousers. He was buttoning his shirt when Karen emerged from the bathroom, her hair damp and her naked body pink from the hot water. She frowned when she saw Sean dressing, then ducked back into the bathroom and grabbed the fluffy robe.

  Fastening it round her, she approached him. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay the night?”

  He shook his head. “I’m sorry, but I can’t.” He glanced down at Nigel, then back at Karen. “I didn’t think anything would top Copenhagen, but this…” He nodded toward the bed where the three of them had
spent the last hour. “This was unbelievable.”

  Karen smiled and stepped close to him. Without her heels on, she was about seven inches shorter than Sean and had to tilt her head back to look up into his face. “Thank you.”

  He laughed. “I think I’m the one who should be saying that.” He looked over at Nigel. “To both of you.” He shrugged. “I was really apprehensive about tonight, because of…”

  Karen rubbed his arm. “I know. I felt the same about meeting Freja.”

  Sean sighed. “You two seem to have a much better understanding of each other’s needs than most people.”

  Nigel smiled. “To be honest, it’s all a bit new to us, but we’re learning. I guess we should thank you, because Copenhagen was the start of it.”

  Sean looked surprised. “I have to admit I’m kind of jealous of what you have together.”

  Karen looked at Nigel and smiled. “Yeah, I think we’re both lucky.”

  Sean retreated to the armchair and quickly put on his socks and shoes, then stood and picked up his jacket.

  Nigel felt awkward at being the only naked person there, so he pulled the sheet over him.

  Sean stepped to the bed and held out his hand. “It was great to meet you.”

  Nigel took the offered hand and smiled. “You too, Sean.”

  Sean turned to Karen and shook his head. “I don’t know what to say.”

  She laughed and stood on tiptoe to kiss his mouth. “Join us for breakfast.”

  “I’ll try, but I feel like I might sleep until lunchtime.”

  Nigel regarded the pair of them. “If you can’t make breakfast, I’m sure you two will be able to meet another time. Your company seems to have more meetings than most.”

  The pair of them looked at him with startled expressions. He shrugged. “What?”

  Karen shook her head slightly. “I’m not sure what you’re saying.”

  “I’m saying I can’t imagine you two attending another meeting without ending up in bed together.”

  The two of them stared at him for a second, then at each other.

  Karen nodded. “I’d like that.”

  Sean looked back at Nigel, then at Karen. “Yeah, me too.”

  “Well then,” Nigel said. “Do it.”

  Karen kissed Sean again, then walked him to the door.

  After he’d left, she returned to the side of the bed. “You never cease to amaze me.”

  “Well, I don’t think I’ll be able to amaze you again tonight. I’m an old man, you know.”

  She sat on the bed and took his hand in hers. “You’re a wonderful man, and you amaze me with so much more than just your body.”

  He stroked her hand with his thumb, hardly able to believe how happy he was. “This thing we’re doing, it’s really working for us, isn’t it?”

  “Definitely.”

  “And you’re happy with what we’re doing?”

  She giggled. “What do you think? You saw what tonight did to me.”

  “But what I mean is, you’re not just doing it because I asked you to?”

  “No, of course not. I love it.”

  He nodded. “I just wanted to make sure you didn’t feel like it’s something you’ve been pressured into.”

  She leaned close and nibbled his ear. “You’ve just coerced me up the bum.”

  He sniggered and pulled her hair. “I’m serious.”

  “If I didn’t want it, I wouldn’t do it. You know that.”

  “Okay.” He nodded, happily reassured.

  “But while we’re on the subject of me giving myself freely to every Tom, Dick and Harry…”

  “I think you've had more Dicks than Toms or Harrys, but what about it?”

  “Before we started it all, were you happy?”

  Dread crept into his stomach and he wondered where this was leading. “Of course I was happy.”

  “But didn’t you feel you were missing out on something you really wanted?” She frowned, like she was trying to choose her words. “I mean, you seemed happy, but what if I’d said ‘no’ to your suggestion about Copenhagen? What if I’d refused to even discuss it?”

  He stroked her hair. “Then I would have accepted it and we’d have carried on with our lives as we were.”

  “Are you sure? I can see how much you’re getting out if this, and I’d hate to think you’ve gone through twenty years without experiencing something you really wanted.”

  “You’re what I really wanted, and I would’ve been happy to have you to myself for another twenty years.”

  “But you’ve fantasised about it for ages.”

  “Everyone has dirty thoughts, something that scratches an itch. This was mine, but I had no idea what it would really be like. Never did I dream it would be this good, or that you’d… Well, you know.”

  “No, what?”

  “That you’d take to it this way. It’s like…” He raised his arms, palms up. “Like something inside you has come alive, something I never knew existed.”

  She shook her head in defence. “We’ve done stuff before. Maybe not for a while, but tonight wasn’t our first bout of anal, and you’ve had loads of blowjobs over the years.”

  He laughed and nodded. “Yeah, but I’m talking about the way you act, even the way you look at me nowadays. You just have to smile a certain way, and I get a hard-on. And as for the sex-talk…”

  She flashed a smile. “I read a lot of books.”

  “Hmm. It might be that, but I think it’s a natural flair you’ve kept hidden from me. So much so, now I’m the one wondering if you’ve been happy for the last twenty years.”

  She laughed and looked into his eyes, and they were silent for a few seconds.

  Nigel pushed her arm. “Let me get up, I need a shower.”

  When Karen stood, he pushed back the sheet and got out of bed.

  “Nige, were you serious about me and Sean at other meetings?”

  He nodded. “I wouldn’t have said it otherwise.”

  “Thank you.”

  “This arrangement isn’t just for me, you know that.”

  “I know.” A smile creased her face. “But we both know that I’ll tell you what happened, and we also know what you’ll do to me afterwards.”

  Nigel nodded and headed to the bathroom, confident he’d be hard enough to go again his shower.

  Karen’s Holiday Adventures

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  Chapter One

  Nigel tried to focus on the crossword in the newspaper, enjoying the late afternoon sun while his wife was busy on her tablet. The haunting sound of Lucy’s flute came from the upstairs window.

  Karen finally looked up from her screen as their oldest daughter held an impressively long note. “Even I can tell the difference between her old flute and this one.”

  “Yeah.” Nigel tilted his head to one side for a few seconds as he listened to her faultless scales. “She’s really good. She’ll sail through her music exam.”

  Karen leaned forward. “While we’re alone, there’s something I need to talk to you about.”

  “Oh?” Excitement rippled through his body. Over the past few months, their relationship had changed dramatically. He looked through the patio doors to make sure Violet wasn’t sitting in the dining room. “And?”

  She laughed at his expression. “I was on the phone to Jenny this morning.”

  “Oh. Right.”

  She giggled. “Were you hoping for news about somebody else, by any chance?”

  He shrugged, but knew it wasn’t convincing. It was already a month since their impromptu threesome with her colleague Sean, and Nigel kept hoping that Sean would return to the UK for another night of passion. “You got my hopes up. I thought you might have been in touch with him.”

  “Well unfortunately,” she said, placing the device on the patio table, “apart from an email saying how much he’d enjoyed meeting us both in London, I’ve not heard from him. And I still don’t know what I�
�ll be working on when our project ends in a couple of weeks.”

  “Right.” He sighed. “So, Jenny?”

  “Yes, she made a suggestion I think you’ll like.”

  “Oh?”

  “They’ve rented a house in Cornwall for a couple of weeks and suggested a holiday so the girls could spend time with Izzy.”

  Nigel tried to keep his face neutral. “Right.” Izzy was sweet and Jenny great, but her husband…

  Karen laughed. “Stop looking so worried. I wouldn’t put you through the torture of a fortnight with Stuart.”

  Nigel let out a sigh of relief. “It’s not that—”

  “Yes it is. We both know he’s a twat, but Jenny loves him. I’m happy for her to spend her life with him, but there’s no way I’d expect you to spend a holiday with him. And neither would Jenny. She asked if she can take the girls away with them.”

  Nigel stared open-mouthed.

  “I thought I’d ask you before I mentioned it to Lucy and Vi, but I’m sure they’d love it.” She looked at him. “What do you think?”

  “I’m sure they’d love it, too. They’re going—no discussion. Any chance of them staying there for a couple of months? I could see if my hair turns back to its original colour.”

  She giggled. “You don’t mean that.”

  “No, you’re right. When is it?”

  “About three weeks’ time. They’ll have finished school for the summer, hockey season will be over, and Lucy will have taken her grade five.”

  He nodded. “It’s fine with me.”

  She leaned forward and spoke in a more intimate whisper. “And I thought that maybe we could go away at the same time.”

  “Us?”

  “Hmm. I thought it’d be nice to have a holiday on our own.”

  “We haven’t done that for…” He thought about it. “Christ, sixteen years. Since Lucy was born.”

  “Longer than that. We didn’t go away while I was expecting her, either.”

  Nigel remembered some of their camping trips to Scotland in his old Ford Orion. They were nice memories. “How about we tour the Highlands like we did back then? Remember that campsite at Gairloch?”