As her husband watched, Dez pulled the hotwife into his lap and back against his chest. He mauled her tits, pulling on her nipples through her bra and top. Stephanie squirmed on his lap and moaned, her nails digging into his bare thighs. Dez watched Andy as he played with the man’s wife, and he saw that same hungry look they all had. Andy might be trying to fight it, but he was fully in the grip of the hotwife fetish, and all he had to do was to stop fighting it and accept it. Dez would do whatever he could to make that happen, because he didn’t want to give up his favorite toy.
Andy clenched his hands in his lap. It took every ounce of willpower to keep from taking his cock out and stroking it while this black Bull played with his wife. Stephanie’s eyes were squeezed shut as she moaned, gasped and surrendered to her lover’s machinations. Dez unsnapped the crotch of her bodysuit and the stretched garment sprang up out of his way. Her mound was slick and shiny, so wet with her arousal Andy could see it from across the room. Dez spread her open as he touched her, revealing the glistening pink inside. Stephanie wantonly spread her thighs wide, inviting Dez to touch her.
“You need it, don’t you, baby?” Dez cooed, biting her ear and kissing her neck.
Stephanie nodded, biting her bottom lip. Dez stroked her clit, and she hissed, “Yesss…”
“I don’t know if you’ve ever been this fucking wet. I think you like having your man here.”
“Mmmhmm…Ohhh…”
“You like showing Andy there what a slut you are?”
“Yeah…yes…ohhh…baby…please…”
“Please what, girl?”
“Please…”
Dez just chuckled and kept playing with her pussy, waiting her out.
“Please! Make me come, baby!”
“Yeah? You wanna come for me in front of your husband?”
“Yes…please…” Stephanie whined.
If Dez kept teasing her cunt like that she was going to lose it. Her eyes flickered open and she looked at her husband. His eyes were so intense—burning into her—that she had to look away. But she still felt his eyes burning into her, and she could hardly stand it. Stephanie wanted to scream!
Dez started with two fingers, but soon added a third. He pumped those thick fingers in and out of her pussy, and Andy heard her gushing around them. Stephanie looked obscenely stretched open. Andy didn’t know how this didn’t hurt her, but Stephanie only whimpered and begged for more. Andy lost his self-control and took his cock out. It felt odd to be so hard and stroking it in the same room as another man, but that didn’t slow him down.
“Oh god! Oh god! Ohhh…ohhh…yeah…YES!” Stephanie cried, slamming her thighs closed over Dez’s busy hand. She trembled and tossed her head back and forth, wailing as she climaxed.
“Fuck me,” Andy murmured to no one but himself. His cum went flying, hitting his thigh and dripping over his hand. Andy trembled, coming just as hard as his wife did.
“That’s it, girl, come for me. Come for me, baby,” Dez cooed. His fingers kept working her pussy and she clenched around him again, one orgasm flowing into another.
“OH GOD! FUCK!” she cried. “FUCK! Ohh…”
Andy knew his wife was coming again, and he couldn’t believe it. He'd seen Stephanie have multiple orgasms like this on video but seeing her this far out of control in the flesh was unreal. It wasn’t his wife he was seeing. This couldn’t be the sweet girl he’d met all those years ago. This was a sex-crazed slut. But it was his wife, his own sweetheart, and she was incredible.
Stephanie curled forward, nudging the hand away from her pussy. She was going to melt away if Dez didn’t give her a second to catch her breath. She would have gone to her husband if she thought she could stand. While she panted, Dez took her head, turning her to him for a kiss. Stephanie couldn’t resist him and locked her lips to his, her tongue chasing into his mouth.
She’s his, Andy thought, watching his wife kiss her lover. She looked like she fully belonged to her lover, not her husband. At the same time, it was fascinating to watch Stephanie kissing from an outside perspective, to see the way she threw her whole body into the kiss. She touched Dez’s cheek, lovingly stroking it. It looked to Andy like he’d been forgotten. All his old fears rose to the surface, but he couldn’t look away. He wanted to watch.
“Let’s take this into the bedroom,” Dez suggested. “You okay with that, Andy?”
It took Andy a moment to realize he was being addressed. “Uh, yeah, sounds good.”
“I think it sounds very good,” Stephanie cooed.
Stephanie pried herself from Dez’s lap and looked from one man to the other. They both wanted her, and she shivered at the sight. She still had hopes her husband would double-team her with Dez before the night was over. But she wouldn’t suggest it. She didn’t want to pressure her husband.
Stephanie pulled the bodysuit over her head and tossed it away as she walked toward Dez’s bedroom. Her bra followed, leaving a trail of clothes. Andy tucked his still-erect penis away and pulled up his pants. Dez kicked off his pants and came forward with his big dick hanging ahead of him. Andy kept his distance, like the other man’s prick might spring out and bite him. The men stood and followed her down the hallway.
Twenty-One
The bedroom was large and well-furnished in blonde wood. A cushy chair sat at the foot of the bed. Stephanie knew that’s where her husband would be sitting while she and Dez had sex. She shook out her hands and breathed deeply, pushing out her nerves. Andy will be okay with this. This is what he wants, she told herself. I’ll make him love it. She walked to the far side of the bed.
“Anything you need, my man, just let me know,” Dez said to Andy.
“Okay, sure.”
Dez turned to him, suddenly serious. “You need to know. I get what a privilege this is, that you trust me with your wife. Stephanie is a special woman, and I know that. I just want to please her and make sure you guys are getting what you need as a couple. Seriously, man. Thank you.”
“Uh, sure. Okay. No problem,” Andy replied. He had no idea what to say to that. Should he thank the Bull for fucking his wife? Should he say he appreciated that Dez wasn’t trying to steal his wife? Dez might not be trying, but that magic cock of his might be doing it for him.
Andy looked around the bedroom. This is it, he thought. This is where it happens. Andy wondered how many wives Dez had fucked in this room. Did he keep a notebook somewhere with all their names and what they liked? Maybe he rated them. Andy wanted to think his wife was special, however thinking of Stephanie as one in a series of hotwives Dez had bedded made him feel better. The Bull was probably always on the lookout for his next conquest. Even if Stephanie was dedicated to Dez, eventually the Bull would move on.
Before Andy could ask what would happen next, while they were all still standing, Dez went to Stephanie and pulled her into a kiss. She frantically unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his body. The couple devoured each other and Dez lifted her off the wall-to-wall carpet for better access. He supported her ass and Stephanie wrapped her legs around his waist, her big tits crushing against his chest. Andy stood back against the far wall and watched the couple. Stephanie looked like she was trying to scale the Bull like a large rock. Andy’s cock throbbed. He was painfully hard, even though he’d just come all over himself a few minutes ago.
It appeared that Dez was prying her cheeks apart. Andy’s suspicions were confirmed when Stephanie jerked. Dez had to be pressing his finger into her rosebud. Andy couldn’t believe Dez was playing with her ass while he was there. The Bull would probably fuck her ass tonight while Andy watched. He realized he wanted to see it. He wanted to watch his wife being fucked in the ass. Andy groaned as he thought about it, but the couple didn’t notice.
“You ready to be fucked, baby?” Dez murmured between kisses.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” Stephanie thought about her husband behind them. “Fuck me, baby. I’m so fucking ready, baby.”
“Grab it. Put it in,” Dez or
dered. He turned their bodies, deliberately giving Andy a profile view.
Stephanie figured out what Dez wanted. God, it was hot. It was so sexy to be with a man who could hold her in the air and fuck her standing up. She grabbed his thick shaft. He was ready for her. Stephanie was past being surprised by her Bull’s incredible staying power. Dez lifted her just enough that she could position his head against her pussy, then he lowered her onto his dick. He speared her open, spreading her lips wide as her juices ran down his shaft.
“Oh god,” she whimpered, sinking down on him, clinging to his muscular arms. Her pelvis touched down on his, and Dez was fully sheathed inside her. Stephanie felt every inch of him pulsing inside her as he held her there. She wanted him inside her forever.
“I’m gonna make you scream, girl,” Dez growled.
“Shut up and fuck me,” was her retort. She kissed him, biting his lip.
Dez bounced the hotwife on his cock. He wanted to show off his power to her husband. You ain’t fucking her like this, he thought. You’ll think about this every time you fuck her, man. Dez worked her slowly up and down first, enjoying the tight grip of her cunt on his shaft. Stephanie really did feel incredible, even with the condom. The hotwife’s low, throaty moans made his balls tingle, and Dez worked her faster. It was like he was jerking off with her body. Stephanie trembled in his arms. He pressed his finger to her anus again. The tip slid right in. With every flex of his hands, that finger pushed deeper into her ass.
“Oh fuck!” she cried. She felt so full. Stephanie had learned to love a finger in her ass while she was fucked. More than once she wondered what it might be like to have a cock in both holes. Maybe tonight, she thought.
Andy was more intimidated than ever. He’d seen Dez power fuck Stephanie plenty of times, but this was impressive. His wife clung to the Bull like she wanted to climb inside him. Dez bounced her on his cock effortlessly, like he was carrying a stuffed teddy bear. The harder he bounced her, the louder Stephanie cried out. Her smooth stockings seemed to make the motion easier. Her feet hung out behind Dez, her heels almost bouncing off her feet. Stephanie hung onto his shoulders, leaning back as she enjoyed his prick.
“Ohhh…ohhh god…ohhh yesss…baby…” Stephanie cried.
“You love that big cock, don’t you, girl,” Dez grunted.
“Yes! Yes! I…I…I…need your cock! Oh god, Dez!”
Stephanie was out of her mind, bouncing on that cock, but she was not going to say love in front of her husband—even if it was just about Dez’s cock, which she truly loved. She held onto his muscular arms, digging in, and allowed Dez to use her as he wished. Her entire body jarred each time he dropped her onto his cock, and it only took a few moments more for Stephanie to experience a screaming orgasm. Dez supported her as she went limp, but then his prick slipped out of her when he lowered her to the bed.
Watching his wife come over and over for her lover was a sight to behold, especially when seeing it in person. Stephanie lay on the bed, panting, while Dez stood over her triumphantly, his cock threatening to take her again. She looked back at Andy, and the helplessness in her eyes made him shiver. Andy moved to the chair, feeling dizzy. He needed to sit down before he fell over.
“Anything you want to see, man?” Dez asked. “Any way you want to see her fucked?”
It made Andy feel good that Dez asked for his input. He didn’t feel quite so passive. Stephanie was the passive one now, waiting for however she was to be used. His wife was not a passive woman, and it was odd to see that new side of her. Andy found his voice.
“Fuck her from behind. She seems to like that.” Even Andy heard how cold his voice was.
“Oh yeah, she fucking likes that. Come on, girl Get on up.”
Stephanie was on fire. It was shameful, but she loved being used like this. It was so much better with her husband there. Dez could be a tender lover, but she didn’t feel that today. Her men were intent on using her like a whore, and it was hitting buttons Stephanie didn’t even know she had. She crawled onto her hands and knees facing her husband and felt the bed shift as her Bull took his place behind her. She stared at her husband as Dez slid his cock back inside her. It looked like a new emotion crossed Andy’s face every two seconds.
Andy took out his cock. He didn’t even think about it. He just started jerking off. His wife was right in front of him—just a couple feet away—getting railed by her Bull. Dez held her hips and grunted as he slammed into her. Every moment of pleasure was etched into Stephanie’s face. Her big tits bounced beneath her with every powerful thrust. Stephanie’s mouth hung open, and she stared at Andy the entire time.
“He’s fucking, babe…so hard…god…so hard…” Stephanie gasped.
“Steph…” The word escaped Andy’s lips like a strangled moan.
“So deep…mmm…babe…it’s soo good…on god…babe…”
“You love getting fucked,” Andy growled to his wife.
“Yess,” she hissed.
“You’re his whore…”
“Yess…”
“You need his fat black dick…”
“Yess!”
“Beg for it!” Andy demanded.
“Fuck me! Please, Dez! Please fuck me!” she begged.
“My pleasure, girl,” Dez grunted. “Show Andy how much you like it.”
“Yes…yes…yesyesyes! Mmm…”
“Steph…you’re so hot…such a whore. Such a fucking whore!” Andy spat.
The words should have stung Stephanie, but they didn’t. They enflamed her.
“Yes! Dez made me a whore! I’m his whore!” she cried. Her eyes fixed hard on her husband. “I’m your whore, babe!”
Stephanie howled as she exploded in another climax. Her arms failed her and she face-planted onto the mattress. Dez kept hold of her hips and kept plowing her. Only when she’d stopped quaking did he pull his dripping cock from her cunt.
“Can I have her ass?” Dez asked Andy.
Please say yes, she thought. Stephanie now loved her man giving her away.
Andy was so flushed with adrenaline that the hand on his prick trembled. “Only if you fuck it hard.”
Stephanie groaned helplessly. Yes!
Without pausing, Dez plunged his entire cock right into her ass. Stephanie howled, but he didn’t slow down. Dez almost couldn’t control himself. He’d forgotten how much fun it could be to have the husband there—with the right couple. Stephanie and Andy had definitely turned out to be the right couple. Charlotte could fuck like a pornstar, but it always felt a little like she was playing a part, and when Isaac was there, he was like a shadow in the corner. But Andy was fully engaged with them. Dez was electrified by the way Andy had surrendered his pretty little wife and kept on surrendering her. It had better be going as well as Dez believed it was, because he did not want to give this hotwife up.
Stephanie did not come this time. It had hurt when Dez plunged into her ass, and even though she played with her pussy while he took her, she was overwhelmed. But she was still pleased her men were getting off, so it was a small sacrifice. Stephanie would have more than enough orgasms before the night was through.
She was limp when Dez flipped her onto her back. He whipped off the condom and knelt over her, stroking his cock. She looked up, and Andy was standing at the edge of the bed, jerking off as well. It was like the men had planned this. Dez shot his load all over her stomach and tits, while Andy unloaded on her face, in her hair, and onto her tits. Stephanie frantically rubbed her clit, and surprisingly she came again, moaning as both of her men bathed her in their cum. She truly felt like their whore.
Andy fell back into his chair—overwhelmed. He couldn’t believe that had really happened. It was like his wife had become a pornstar. Regular women didn’t like men coming on them. They certainly didn’t want two men doing it. But Stephanie had rubbed her pussy and came while they did it. She loved it. His mind was blown. Andy didn’t know what could happen that would top that. He watched his wife twitching o
n the bed as she calmed—a smile on her face. Dez sat back on his heels, looking rather pleased as well.
“Can I get you guys anything?” Dez asked.
“I’m going to clean up,” Stephanie said.
“There are fresh towels in the bathroom,” Dez replied. He turned to Andy. “Can I get you a water, man?”
“Uh, sure.”
Dez left for the kitchen, his dick swinging in front of him, and Stephanie hopped off the bed and left the room nude. She had never been quick to cover up in the past, but it felt weird that she walked around nude so freely in front of both of them. Andy was left alone with his thoughts.
As the rush faded, Andy’s thoughts became jumbled. It was easy just to go with the flow and indulge his darker fantasies when his dick was hard, but now he was smack in the aftermath, and he didn’t know what to think about what had just happened. It was hot. It was the hottest thing Andy had ever experienced—maybe the hottest thing he would ever experience—but was that the most important thing? Was it enough to justify their behavior? I told him to fuck her ass—hard, Andy thought. I urged my wife to fuck this guy right in front of me! I watched another man come all over my wife! She was such a whore! But Andy had to admit, And she was in her glory.
Andy closed his eyes and relived Dez pounding his wife while she stared into his eyes. He would never forget the look on her face. And he could never reconcile the mix of feelings it had evoked. Andy could no longer hide from what they had become. They were a hotwife couple. And he couldn’t hide from the excitement it gave him. He just didn’t know if he could accept the risks that came with it.
It occurred to Andy that he’d been sitting in the bedroom lost in his thoughts for quite some time, and Dez had never returned with his water. Stephanie was still in the bathroom. Andy pulled up his pants and went searching. He didn’t have to look very far. The hallway door to the bathroom was open and the small room was filled with steam. Looking through the beveled glass shower door, Andy saw the distorted silhouettes of his wife and Dez. Stephanie was on her knees in front of the big black man while the water pelted his back. She couldn’t keep her hands off of her Bull, apparently. Had Dez followed her in, or had she asked him to join her?
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