Stephanie’s Hotwife Seduction

by Kirsten McCurran

  Dez roughly kneaded her ass, and she ground her slippery sex against his twitching prick. His fingers crept between her thighs from behind, brushing her lips, making Stephanie moan into his mouth, while she sucked on his tongue. He wanted her so badly it was a physical ache. Stephanie had to give herself to him tonight. He couldn’t take being teased any longer. He couldn’t remember ever wanting another woman like this. Dez lowered her onto her back and followed, his cock pressed between her thighs. She reached between them and caressed it.

  “You’re ready for this cock, aren’t you, girl?” Dez whispered, nibbling on her ear.

  “Yes,” Stephanie gasped without hesitation, trembling when his lips found that special spot on her neck.

  “I’m going to make you scream tonight. You’re gonna scream so loud your man will hear you at home.”

  The mention of Andy set off alarms in her brain. This wasn’t supposed to be happening tonight. Would he feel left out because he wasn’t here to see her with Charlotte? He could have been here, she thought defensively. She’d told Andy she wasn’t ready to fuck Dez yet, but now that was all she wanted. She had to have him! She knew she shouldn’t do it until she’d talked it over with Andy, and she searched for the strength to stop. Dez’s tongue teased her nipples, distracting her train of thought and she groaned. She wanted it so badly. The last thing Stephanie wanted was to stop, but still she tried to marshal her willpower.

  “Dez…wait…” she gasped.

  Dez did not wait. Instead, he plunged his fingers inside her once again. Stephanie cried out and arched her back, pushing back at his thrusting fingers. Those digits filled her, but they weren’t a cock, and right now she needed a cock. Stephanie opened her eyes and found Charlotte by her side, lying on the bed.

  “I know what you’re feeling, darling. It’s new and scary, but you have to let go. Once you give in to the pleasure it all comes naturally. Your husband will love this, trust me. He wants you to do this, or he wouldn’t have sent you here. He knows what will happen when Dez has you. He wants Dez to fuck you.” Charlotte was reassuring her soothingly, her beautiful face hovering just inches from Stephanie’s ear.

  Stephanie processed Charlotte’s words, and she believed them because she wanted to, but she knew Andy was still on the fence. Maybe he’s just stuck there, she thought. Maybe he needs to be pushed off that fence. Stephanie would use any reasoning to get what she wanted, she knew she was going to do this, but the guilt was still there.

  “Darling, don’t think so much, just feel,” Charlotte urged.

  Two things happened simultaneously. Dez flicked her clit with his thumb and Charlotte pressed her finger to Stephanie’s nostril. Stephanie cried out and inhaled, snorting the white powder on Charlotte’s finger. Her nose burned instantly, and her eyes went wide with shock. Stephanie was about to protest, but Charlotte kissed her mouth with great passion, in effect changing the subject. Dez kept his attention on her clit—while his other fingers pumped in and out of her—and Stephanie’s will to resist her seducers melted away, overwhelmed. Instead of pushing Charlotte away, Stephanie wrapped her arms around her blonde head and returned the kiss with every ounce of passion she had.

  Dez didn’t think it was cool that Charlotte had sprung the coke on Stephanie like that, but things were rolling so fast he wasn’t going to stop. Stephanie’s cunt pulsed around his fingers, pulling them into her. Her tight, wet sheath was going to feel amazing around his cock. He knew she was ready to fuck, but he’d make her come again first, give the coke time to work. Her inhibitions would be gone by then.

  The strange new sensations came over Stephanie gradually over a few minutes. She was already so excited that they were hard to notice at first, lost in all the pleasure she felt. Before she knew it, Stephanie was wired. All those sensations were sharper, so powerful they knocked her back, and it was almost too much. More than any of that, Stephanie felt powerful and confident. She didn’t care about being seen naked by these two perfect specimens. She was proud of her sexy body, dammit! All doubt was gone. Stephanie was a strong, gorgeous, passionate woman, and she would take what the fuck she wanted. She wanted Dez inside her. Stephanie’s thoughts were such a whirl that her orgasm hit her like a smack in the face.

  Stephanie howled and twisted spasmodically on the bed. Charlotte played with her nipples and Dez with her cunt, and she almost twisted away from them. The climax was so strong, so vivid, that she swore she left her body for a moment. She was as tense as a steel bar, but when she went limp, it was limp as a dishrag. She needed a moment to collect herself and recover. Meanwhile Charlotte and Dez didn’t slow down.

  Charlotte put Dez on his back and locked her mouth onto his cock. She was going to single-handedly bring it back to life. He was mostly there. He’d planned on planting his cock in Stephanie immediately, but Charlotte had taken over and he couldn’t fault the blonde. She’d earned this, and tonight was about both women. He could not short change Charlotte because he was looking forward to having Stephanie for the first time. So he lay back and enjoyed Charlotte’s talented mouth.

  Stephanie watched jealously. Charlotte was having all the fun tonight, and she wanted in. Stephanie’s strength came back quickly, riding on her high. She crawled down beside the blonde and gripped Dez’s exposed shaft. Charlotte sucked him, and Stephanie stroked him and played with his heavy balls.

  Charlotte came off his cock with an audible pop of her lips and turned and kissed Stephanie. As they kissed, she guided the brunette toward Dez’s now-hard shaft, and Stephanie began sucking. Charlotte got down low and licked and sucked on his balls while Stephanie swallowed as much cock as she could manage. She looked up with lust-lidded eyes, staring at Dez. The view was incredible, hotter than anything he could have imagined. Charlotte sucked cock like a pro, but Stephanie was going at it with the enthusiasm of a woman who really, really wanted it. He loved her passion. Having both women down there at the same time was a dream come true. This had to be the pinnacle of his entire time as a Bull. Dez snatched up the phone. Isaac needed to have a good view of this. He wished Andy was watching too. Andy would have to get copies of tonight’s videos. Dez loved showing husbands what little sluts their wives could be.

  “Fuck! You girls are going wild. Fuck, yeah! Awww, yeah,” Dez moaned, barely able to hold the phone still.

  Stephanie sucked until her jaw hurt, and when she pulled off she thought Charlotte would take over again, but now Dez was steely and it was time to fuck. Ignoring Stephanie, Charlotte moved into place and squatted over him—her heels digging into the bed—and lowered herself onto Dez. She took it nice and slow, savoring every inch.

  “Ohhh…fuck…” Charlotte moaned, low and throaty.

  “Yeah, fuck me girl! Ride that dick!” Dez ordered.

  Charlotte planted her hands on Dez’s washboard abs and worked her hips while Stephanie watched with awe. Charlotte’s muscle control was impressive, and all Stephanie could think was that the blonde must spend every waking moment in the gym. Charlotte’s thighs worked, and her core flexed effortlessly, bouncing her cunt on him.

  “Fuck, baby! Feels so fucking good! I love his big dick, baby! Ohhh, he’s so fucking big!” Charlotte cried, staring right at her husband through the phone.

  It was an impressive performance, leading Stephanie to wonder again how Andy wanted to see her. Did her husband want her to act all slutty for Dez, or let her lover take the lead? She knew what she wanted, but it was important Andy enjoyed this too.

  Stephanie touched her pussy as she watched the lovers, thinking that her last orgasm seemed so far away now. She wanted to be in Charlotte’s position. She wanted to be the one bouncing on Dez’s cock. Hopefully Charlotte would finish soon so she could have her turn.

  “Hold this, baby,” Dez ordered, holding out Charlotte’s phone.

  Stephanie took the phone and pointed it at the lovers. She was shocked to see Isaac in the reverse window, sitting in a chair somewhere with his pants around his ankles. He jerked o
ff as he watched, which Stephanie found kind of hot. She moved around the bed, trying to find the best possible angle for Isaac to watch his wife.

  Dez showed off his muscle, lifting Charlotte off him and tossing her onto the bed. He flipped her by the hips and stuffed a pillow under them, angling her butt in the air. It was time to take charge. He was going to give Charlotte the fucking she’d earned, plus show Stephanie what she was in for. He growled as he rammed his cock into Charlotte.

  Stephanie watched his rough treatment of Charlotte with jealous fascination. Andy had never taken her with such focused attention on his own desires, and she knew she wanted some of that.

  “It’s time to get pounded, baby,” he announced.

  “Fuck yes! Please, baby. Fuck me good,” Charlotte cooed, wiggling her ass. Dez slapped her ass and she cried out. “Please fuck me!” Dez buried his cock in her and she moaned, “Oh gawd yes!”

  “You like that? That what you wanted?” Dez taunted, holding her hips in an iron grip. He drilled down, pushing Charlotte into the plush mattress. He was owning this wife. It was thrilling.

  “Yes! Yes! I need a real fucking!”

  Dez slapped her haunch, leaving a big, red handprint, but he never slowed his pace. Stephanie’s reaction to Dez screwing her was so loud and over-the-top that Stephanie was sure it was at least in part for show—for Isaac on the other end of the Skype call. She was sure Charlotte was having fun, but she was wailing like Dez was killing her.

  “You gonna come? You gonna come on my black dick?” Dez growled.

  “Yes! Fuck me! Gimme that black dick! Honey, he’s fucking me so good! He’s gonna make me come! I love his black dick!” Charlotte cried.

  Stephanie thought Charlotte sounded almost silly. She had a nice shot of Charlotte’s bouncing ass for Isaac, but moved to Charlotte’s face when she began shouting about Dez’s cock. Dez got down low over Charlotte, flexing his hips to fuck her. Stephanie had to move back to get the couple framed properly.

  “Take that black dick! I wanna feel you come,” Dez commanded. He turned and winked at Stephanie. She smiled. It only made him go at Charlotte harder. Taking charge of a woman like Charlotte was especially gratifying. Women like her were shown deference everywhere they went, even by their husbands—but not in Dez’s bed. Stephanie appeared to agree, and that was good.

  Charlotte came loudly, and Stephanie thought her eardrums would pop. She expected hotel security to bang on the door any second. Dez kept drilling Charlotte through one orgasm and right into another, and it seemed like the blonde could go all night, but eventually Dez pulled out and sat back on his heels, his cock dripping from her juices. Charlotte stayed slumped in a prone position, kind of twitching. Stephanie was glad they were finished. Maybe it was the drugs, but she was aching for Dez. She needed to feel him inside her.

  “It’s your turn next, girl,” he said, as if reading her mind.

  Dez hopped off the bed and grabbed a bottle of water from the minibar. Stephanie wasn’t sure what to do, so she brought the phone close down by Charlotte’s face. It was dreamy as she took possession of the phone.

  “God, honey. He wore me out. You’re going to have to give me time to recover,” Charlotte cooed.

  “You’re a fucking star,” came Isaac’s tinny reply through the phone. “You’re goddesses tonight—both you and Steph. My god!”

  Stephanie felt a shiver of forbidden excitement, knowing Isaac was getting off on her, too. Should she tell Andy about that part? It made her hot, but it could make her husband angry. There was just no road map for what they were doing.

  “She’s so sexy, hon. You’d like her. Maybe you’ll meet her someday,” Charlotte replied.

  “Yes, please!” Isaac said.

  “You can look, but no touching,” Charlotte cautioned.

  Stephanie found it absurd that the couple was talking about her like that. She’d never meant to put on a show for Isaac, and she didn’t think a repeat performance was in the cards. Tonight was fun, but she far preferred Dez to herself.

  Dez came in from behind Stephanie and kissed her neck, wrapping his arms around her. He hefted her breasts and rolled her nipples. She moaned and leaned back into him. He dipped a hand down to touch her pussy. She was drenched. This wife was ready, but he’d tease her anyway. She’d made him wait for so long, he’d make her wait a little while longer. He’d make her beg, and then he would make her his.

  “Are you ready, baby?” he whispered in her ear.

  “Yes,” she moaned.

  “You sure, Steph? You sure you want it?”

  “Yes, come on, baby. Don’t tease me. I’ve had enough teasing.”

  “You liked watching?”

  “Yeah…it was hot…made me…want…god, baby…” It was difficult to form any words when he kissed her neck like that and rubbed her pussy. Stephanie wanted him just to bend her forward and take her.

  “Let me give you two some room,” Charlotte said, rolling over and taking her phone along. The pillow that had been under her hips was soaked.

  “Get Stephanie’s phone. Her man likes videos,” Dez ordered.

  “Yes, sir,” Charlotte said, giggling. She had no apparent jealousy issues.

  Stephanie rolled onto her back and Dez slithered on top of her. He seemed like a giant, hovering over her petite body. They kissed sensuously, his braids falling around her face. Her heart felt like it was going to explode out of her chest. Stephanie blamed the drugs but knew that wasn’t the entire cause. She reached for his hard cock, still wet from Charlotte’s cunt. She pulled him to her. His head touched, and Dez flicked his hips, pushing it just past her lips before pausing for what she feared would be a mighty thrust. She threw her head back and cried out, “Easy! Please go easy!”

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take it nice and slow,” Dez cooed, kissing her.

  Stephanie had been afraid his impressive tool might seriously hurt her, but she was so wet, so ready from all the teasing, that as he eased himself gently inside her she felt nothing but pleasure. It was okay, she didn’t need Dez to take it easy on her, Stephanie needed him to fuck her. Dez was not massively longer than her husband, but he was thicker, and the way he stretched her open made Stephanie emit a long, low moan, her mouth hanging open. She felt every inch, every ripple of the big cock filling her. The same cocaine that made her heart pound also made every sensation so sharp, so intense. Stephanie wasn’t screaming like Charlotte, but she’d never felt anything so amazingly intense.

  “Fuck, you feel good, baby. So fucking tight. Damn, Steph!” Dez moaned in her ear.

  “God,” she moaned, clinging to his broad, powerful back.

  A clarion thought rang through her brain like a bell: You’re fucking another man. You’re cheating on Andy. It wasn’t cheating, true, but Stephanie had just broken the vow she’d taken all those years ago, to hold herself sacred for one man—her husband. Stephanie was no longer just Andy’s, she was giving herself to another man. After forty-two years on the planet, Stephanie had finally slept with, no, fucked, more than just one man. It was strange, because she should have felt panic, or guilt, or felt something other than what she did feel—raw desire for Dez. The cocaine made Stephanie feel like a powerful woman who took what she wanted, and she wanted Dez to be her lover. She deserved it. Stephanie kissed him hard, as his cock slowly, deliberately opened her up. She pushed her hips up at him, planting her feet on the bed, wanting all of him inside her.

  The unexpected orgasm hit her so fast, Stephanie cried out in surprise as much as pleasure. She’d never come that quickly—not that she could remember—and certainly not from intercourse. Stephanie bucked beneath Dez, her body wracked with hedonistic pleasure, her cunt rippling around his shaft.

  “Yes! Ohhh…Yes! God!” she cried, her nails digging into Dez’s ebony muscles. Her legs locked around him, but Dez never missed a beat, now riding her slow and steady.

  Dez was shocked she had climaxed so quickly. Did she come like this for her husband,
or was it the taboo of another man that did it for her? Stephanie was so sweet, so maybe she’d been longing to be bad for her entire life. Dez was going to give her room to be as bad as she could.

  “You fucking needed that, didn’t you, girl?” Dez groaned.

  “Yes! Fuck me, baby! No more gentle! Fuck me hard!”

  “I’ll fuck you, baby. I’ll fuck you real good. That pussy is so sweet.” He turned to the side. “Her pussy is so fucking sweet, man!”

  Stephanie was confused for a second—until she remembered that Charlotte was there and recording everything for Andy. Stephanie looked to the side and saw the blonde kneeling beside the bed, holding her phone in a perfect position to capture all the action. Stephanie moaned when she thought about Andy watching the video. She wanted to be a good slut for him and that wouldn’t be difficult.

  Dez pried himself from her iron grasp and sat back on his heels. Stephanie whimpered when his dripping cock momentarily slipped from her. He grabbed her slim hips and pulled her closer to him. “Put it back in for me,” he demanded, lifting her hips from the bed. Stephanie was a good girl and did as she was told. Her body was angled up at Dez, while her shoulders rested back on the bed. Once he was back in her pussy, Dez pulled her back and forth on his cock, using her to fuck himself.

  “Ohh! Oh! OH! Yes! Yes!” Stephanie shouted.

  This was a move that wasn’t in her repertoire with Andy. They’d tried it maybe once, back when they were working their way through The Joy of Sex at the start of their marriage, but even as a younger man, her husband hadn’t had Dez’s power. Dez worked her on his cock like it was no effort at all, like she was a toy, and it felt incredible. His fat head dragged itself across her g-spot with every thrust. Stephanie looked to the side, staring into the camera helplessly, knowing that at some point her husband would see her like this as her lover used her. Her mouth was wide open and her moans were constant. Was this what Andy wanted? Did he want to see Dez use her like this? She hoped so, because right now this was who she was.