A Conventional Hotwife

by Arnica Butler

  Kate wrapped her pale hand around the base of Will's shaft, squeezed, and guided the purple-pink crown of his dick to her mouth.

  She licked the tip of him first, for what seemed like an eternity of searing pleasure. I watched her tongue slide around and around, teasing him with the sweet feel of her hot breath over his crown, and the tickle of the tip of her tongue, around and around. I could see that a drop of pearly cum was forming in the center of his fat head, and she swirled her tongue around until it had formed a swollen bead. Then she tilted her head beneath his cock and rolled her hand along his shaft, up and down, until the fat bead of cum dropped neatly into her open and waiting mouth.

  She rubbed the underside of his shaft over her lips, and then she turned slightly to get her tongue at the very base of his cock, right where the flesh of his balls began. She licked him from base to tip, and then enclosed the head of his cock in her mouth. Again, this time tilted from the other side, she licked the length of his cock and enclosed his head in the heat of her wet mouth.

  I couldn't bear any more. I felt myself standing up, and my hands worked at the clasp of my pants. My eyes remained locked on my wife's mouth, servicing Will's cock, licking and slurping and sucking the precum from inside of him. As she did, his member seemed to enlarge to ridiculous proportions. When she placed it in her mouth, and began to slide down the length of it, her mouth was stretched wide and her eyes began to water.

  My own cock was throbbing painfully. I took it my hand and held it toward her. She broke her intense gaze with Will and looked over at me. Her mouth was so full of cock she couldn't change expression, but she seemed to smile.

  She took the whole fat length of Will's cock into her mouth. When he pressed it against the back of her throat she gagged and closed her eyes, struggling to take him all in. But on he went, and her lips moved down until she was pressed against his pubic bone and her lower lips disappeared in the folds of his dangling ball sac. He pressed his hand against the back of her head at this point, holding her to him for a moment.

  Kate gave him head for a few moments, sucking his cock from base to tip, but then she pulled away and looked up at him. Her eyes were watering and her mouth was sticky with saliva. She smiled at Will and looked over at me, and then my cock was in her hand. She squeezed lightly at the base, and rubbed the tip of my cock over her wet lips. The head of my cock was slimy with precum, and she rubbed it over her lips and then licked it up. I shuddered. If she did the same thing to me as she had to Will, I was going to come in seconds. Shaking, I put my hand on her head, more to hold her back than push her forward.

  But Kate had other plans. She took me inside of her mouth, and I stared in shock, rising fast to a climax, as she took me all the way to the back of her throat. My whole cock was embedded in the hot, soft flesh inside her mouth.

  But she pulled away quickly, and I escaped going over the edge.

  She then proceeded to take turns, sucking my cock, then Will's. While she sucked his cock, she slowly worked her hand up and down my shaft.

  Suddenly she slowed, and held both of our cocks in her two hands. I was so close to coming I could barely contain myself.

  “I want to try something,” she said, her breath wafting over my cock hot and silky, “I've never tried before.” She looked at me when she said this, and I felt fear snake through my body. I was starting to feel like some grip I had on all of this was slipping.

  Will gave a low laugh. “Anything you want,” he said.

  I said nothing, because all I could do was stare at my wife. My wife who was not my wife, with her hands holding two cocks at once.

  Her eyes moved over to Will's cock. I could see the delight in her gaze as she appraised the thick member.

  She pushed him toward the bed, and onto it, letting go of my cock and seemingly forgetting I was even there. She crawled onto the bed and somehow nudged the now-naked Will backward, until he was crouching in a kneeling position, his legs apart and resting on his heels, with his huge cock pointing toward my wife's face.

  She began to suck his cock again, slowly, and as she did, she spread her own legs apart and tilted her ass up. Her shaved snatch was bright pink and dripping with her excitement. I could smell it now, tangy and sweet, wafting through the air and enticing me. I stared for a moment, and then I realized what she wanted. Or at least what she was offering. I knelt behind her on the floor, and placed my hands on the back of her knees to hold her legs open. I tilted my head up slightly, and began to lap at her exposed and opened cunt.

  I found her clit, and flicked at it with tip of my tongue. She was so wet that her juices snaked from inside of her and onto my tongue and my lips. The taste of her seemed different, only slightly, but still different. More sweet, more dirty somehow. I dipped my tongue between her folds to take more of it into my mouth. The slippery wetness coated my mouth, dribble onto my chin. I sucked her hard clit into my mouth and pressed my lips together. I was pleased when her body shuddered.

  As I brought her to orgasm with a slow and steady pulse to her clit, my own cock throbbed with every squelching slurp as she sucked on Will's cock.

  “I'm gonna come,” I heard Will say. My wife's body hummed with her approving murmur. Her pussy squeezed a gush of her own cum out and into my mouth, and her legs shook in my hands as she came. I could hear Will stifling a holler as his own cock exploded in her mouth.

  I leaned back, and watched my wife finishing him off.

  As she sucked his cock clean, licking every last drop of his seed from him, she moved her hand between her legs. She slid her finger up from her engorged slit, dragging her slick cum to her ass.

  I had no idea where to look, at her busy mouth or her busy fingers, as she slipped one of her shiny wet fingers inside of her tight pink asshole.

  Another wave of unease went over me, followed by jealousy, followed by aching excitement, as I stared at this lewd and obscene woman who was not my wife, finger-fucking her own ass and sucking cum from a black man's cock.

  Finished with Will's cock, looked back at me. His cock was still hard, and she leaned her body forward to rub the fat prick all over her tits. Her hair stuck to the tip of it. Her face was a beautiful, creamy mess as she looked at me and raised her eyebrows.

  Wordlessly offering me that thing she wanted to try.

  I had no time to think about it. I rose and stared down at my wife's fingers in her ass. She withdrew her hand and used it to grasp Will's cock, stroking him so that she could get him ready again. Her asshole, slightly pried open, spasmed closed again.

  Almost in a trance, I dipped my fingers into her cum. It was silky and gushing from inside of her, dripping down her inner thighs. I drew a glob of it up and over the little eyelet of her ass, rubbing it against the puckered hole with my thumb. With my other hand I used the bounty of her cum to coat my cock.

  I looked at Will. He was now watching what I was doing with perverse fascination. Kate turned toward me as well. She moved her hips, beckoning me to do what we had never done before.

  I dipped my thumb into her cunt, and then pushed it into her ass. The grip of her asshole was tight, and I felt it fight against me just before it gave, and my thumb plunged inside of her.

  I had only done this once before, when we were very, very drunk. The inside of my wife's ass was silken-smooth and hot and tight. My cock pulsed and sent such a rack of desire and pain through me that I almost doubled over.

  Kate turned to Will and gave a little cry of discomfort. He placed his hands in her hair, stroking it back from her face, guiding her through it.

  She didn't wriggle away.

  Will licked his lips. “That's okay, baby, it's okay, just relax,” he murmured to my wife. His eyes, though, were on me, and my fingers working inside of her.

  I twisted my wrist to get some of her juices on my forefinger, and then I slowly worked it inside of her.

  “Oh!” Kate cried, and Will stroked her hair and consoled her more.

  I fucked her for a bit,
until I felt her relax. My hunger to feel her skin around my cock was so great I could barely stand it. I looked up at Will, and he nodded at me, which I took to mean that he felt she was ready. Kate was beginning to push back against me.

  “You want some cock in your ass?” Will finally murmured to her, pushing her hair out of her face. “You dirty girl, you do, don't you?”

  Kate moaned. She pushed back against me.

  I slid my fingers from inside of her and used my other hand to slip even more cum onto my cock. I drew a last fingerful up and to her throbbing asshole.

  I guided my cock to her ass and pressed the tip of it against her hole. Will tipped her head toward his face and placed his fingers in her mouth. “That's it, just relax,” he told her.

  I pushed forward. I felt Kate's body seize up, and her asshole clenched around my cock.

  “You can take it, baby,” Will said. He looked at me. Push on, he seemed to be saying.

  I slowly pushed against her ass, and Kate whimpered and panted, but in a moment, I felt her hole release, and my cock sank deep inside of her and into her hot flesh.

  “That's it,” Will said, watching my cock moving in and out of her ass. He shifted his position, so he could get a better view, and as he did so, he guided Kate's mouth to his cock.

  For a while his cock was just bouncing there in front of her face. “Oh,” Kate moaned. “Oh God, oh fuck, I can't, I can't,” she said.

  Will ignored her, watching me fuck her. Kate grew quiet, and he guided her mouth to his cock,, pushing her deep onto it as I began to fuck myself to climax.

  Her ass was so tight and hot around my cock that it took only a few more thrusts before I felt myself boiling over. I burst inside of her and thrust deep, unable to stop myself from pummeling her as the most intense orgasm I ever had overtook me.

  I was on my knees, almost dizzy, when the final spurts of cum jerked out of my cock and inside of her.

  Kate continued to move her ass over my cock.

  Will lifted her head from his dick. “You want some more? You ready for some big black cock now?”

  Stunned, stunned by everything, and feeling weak and wrung-out from the tremendous orgasm I just had, I sort of fell backward and into the chair by the window.

  Will moved around the bed, and pushed Kate forward until her chest was on the bed. She looked at me and gave a slight smile.

  Will placed his fat crown to her ass, and it was so thick that even her gaping opening was too small for it. He leaned against her, and Kate's mouth opened in a silent scream as his whole thick cock pushed inside of her. Inch by thick, veined inch.

  He began slowly, easing the whole fat member all the way out, and then making Kate yelp as he pushed himself back in. His cock was slick with the load of cum I had dumped inside of her. I watched the fat member move in and out of her tight hole, stretching her ass open as she moaned and tossed her head on the bed.

  And then he grasped her by the hips, and began to pound her. His thighs slapped against her ass. Kate began to moan, then shriek, and she turned her face into the bed.

  He went on and on, hammering his cock into my wife's ass.

  Kate, to my surprise, rose up on her hands and threw her head back. “Oh, fuck,” she said. She slid her fingers down to her slit and began to rub her clit furiously.

  “Yeah, that's it, I want you to come and squeeze that cock hard for me. Come on, come for me.”

  Will slowed a little to let Kate work herself up. I could see her whole body go stiff as she came, and then she just gasped and fell forward onto the bed.

  Will drove his cock in so deep it looked as if her gaping ass would take his balls in as well. Kate screamed as he thrust and drove his load into her ass.

  After he came, he panted for a moment or two, his cock deep in my wife. Kate turned her face and looked at me, a streak of her hair, sticky with Will's cum, stuck to her cheek. She reached up and pulled it away for her face and gave me a smile.

  Will slowly slid from inside her ass. My eyes shifted to the red, gaping hole, and the trickle of mingled cum that oozed from inside of it.

  She pushed herself up in an arch, and rolled over onto her back. “Well,” she said. “I don't know about you two, but I'm beat,” and she covered her eyes with her forearm.

  Once again, I really had no idea what to do.

  Will looked over at me, an amused expression on his face, and shrugged. He turned back to the bar, where the elements of the drinks he attempted to make were still scattered on the table. He poured some bourbon into a cup.

  “You want somethin'?” he said, and he looked up at me as he poured his own drink.

  He was already pouring me a vodka, no ice and no mixer. He handed it to me wordlessly, and looked back at Kate Orel, who appeared to be sleeping. “You want something, doll?”

  She smiled without opening her eyes, and said nothing.

  Will slammed the bourbon, and picked up his clothing. I watched him get dressed, still not knowing what to do, and then he poured one more drink, slammed it, raised his eyebrows at me, and threw his jacket over his shoulder. “Gotta run,” he said.

  He took a card out of his jacket and set it on the table. “Call me if you ever head my way, baby doll,” he said. “You gonna be around next year?”

  Kate smiled again. Her arm was still over her eyes, as though she were half asleep. “I'll have to ask my husband,” she murmured.

  Will shrugged. This didn't seem to be huge news to him. He gave me a look, a quick nod of goodbye, and walked out the door.

  After the door slammed Kate threw her arm off her face and sat up on her elbows.

  She looked at me. Her fingers drummed on the bed. Her bountiful breasts swayed lightly with the motion of her body as she shifted.

  “I'm sorry,” she said, finally. “That wasn't much of a break.”

  For a moment I couldn't even move my mouth.

  She sat up.

  “No,” I said, finally.

  She rose up onto her knees. I looked at her. She was absolutely stunning. Filthy, lewd, a dirty-minded pin-up girl, an insatiable sex bomb hiding inside my wife.

  She smiled at me. “How can I ever make it up to you?” she purred, running a slender finger along her thigh.

  Such a slut. Such a wild, out-of-control slut my wife had become.

  She knew me well, though.

  And I loved her for it.

  END

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