Kate's Naughty Costume: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  She was surrounded on all sides by these college guys. They were probably getting one hell of an ultimate fantasy getting to take one of the cosplay babes who wandered around these conventions. I imagined it was probably the top fantasy of every dorky guy who came to one of these conventions.

  And at the same time it was fulfilling one hell of a fantasy for us. It was so hot watching my wife surrounded by these guys. Watching in fascination as Tim pulled his cock out and positioned it at her entrance.

  Everything paused for a moment. He stared down at her as though asking for permission. His friends suddenly stopped all motion and looked down to where he was poised to sink his cock deep inside my wife. And then all four of them turned to look at me, as though I was somehow the ringleader of this forbidden scenario. As though I was somehow the person who could give final consent for this to happen and not Kate who was lying back on that foam rock about to get fucked.

  And in a way I suppose it was up to me. She was ready and willing. It was obvious they were ready and willing from the way their cocks were tenting out. I was the one who might be upset about all of this. I was the one who might fly into a rage and start threatening to beat the shit out of them.

  Of course I never had any plans to do any such thing considering that we were fulfilling one hell of a fantasy for me, but they didn't know that. No, this was one hell of an opportunity. One hell of an opportunity that I planned on enjoying!

  And so I looked at each of them in turn, locked eyes with Kate, smiled, and nodded.

  This was it. It was happening.

  8: Crossing Lines

  The three guys surrounding my wife wasted no time once they got the go ahead. Tim leaned forward, moved his hands to either side of her hips, and he started pressing forward. I watched in fascination at this lewd culmination of all the fantasizing I'd been doing. I'd imagined what it was like to watch another man's cock sliding up inside my girl, but let me assure you it was absolutely nothing compared to the real thing! I repositioned myself so I could have a better view, and it was an enthralling sight as inch after inch of his cock disappeared inside her.

  His two buddies seemed just as enthralled. Both of them stared, both of them no doubt wishing they were the ones who got a chance to slide their cock inside my wife like that. Only shy Tim here had really come out of his shell in a major way and seized the moment, so to speak, and so to him went the ultimate prize.

  Kate had her eyes squeezed shut and she seemed to be enjoying the fuck out of the moment. Her mouth was open in a gasp and her breath was coming quickly. Almost as though she was hyperventilating. Almost as though she was panting.

  That more than anything else was so incredibly fucking hot. I enjoyed watching my wife's reaction to getting fucked by another man almost as much as I enjoyed watching her getting fucked!

  I looked back to where they were coming together and saw just as his cock buried inside her completely. I felt as though I'd been punched in the gut as I watched that. Sure it was hot, sure this was a fucking turn on, but at the same time this was another man fucking my wife. Everything in my body was telling me this was so wrong even as the lizard hindbrain parts of my body were screaming that this was so fucking right. That it was exactly what I wanted.

  It was an interesting mental push and pull. A tug-of-war my brain was fighting between what I so desperately wanted and what I knew I was supposed to feel watching another man fucking my girl. I was supposed to be pissed off. I was supposed to be jealous. I was supposed to be leaping to her defense and pushing them off of her.

  But all I was going to do was sit here and encourage them to fuck her harder.

  His cock buried to the hilt seemed to be what was needed to break the spell with the other two guys. They'd been staring, but as soon as he bottomed out, as soon as his body pressed against my wife's pelvis, as soon as her tits gave the slightest jiggle at the force of him pressing against her, they leapt back into action.

  And it seemed that Kate was more than willing to be their play toy as they went back into action.

  Trevor moved back down and started working on her tits. His position looked uncomfortable, bent over my wife like that, but he was so enthralled with his exploration of her tits that I don't think he noticed.

  David also went to work as her hand moved back out and grabbed his cock. At first I figured he would be happy enough just having her feel him up, but that didn't seem to be in the cards. No, the way he was looking down at my woman he was a man who needed to feel her. He'd gotten the consolation prize back when he got shoved out of the way by Trevor, and now he wasn't getting to actually fucked her, but it looked like he was going to take what he could get from his position.

  He reached down and started undoing his shorts. They fell down and his cock was pressing forward. It was no hand job he was interested in. Oh no. He might not be able to fuck my wife, but it was very clear that penetration was on his mind. It was very clear he was going for the blowjob.

  And so once more I watched in fascination as another man's cock moved towards my wife. Moved towards one of her delectable holes that was the source of so much indescribable pleasure for me, and now it was providing that indescribable pleasure for these college guys we'd just met earlier in the day.

  I was dizzy with lust as his cockhead pressed against her lips. As her mouth parted and she looked up at him, locked eyes with him as inch after inch of his cock started disappearing into her mouth.

  Kate was pretty damn good at giving blowjobs. She could always deep throat me, and it didn't look like this guy was nearly as big as I was. I wasn't exactly porn star huge, but I had a decent size. David looked decidedly average, and so I had no doubt that my wife's delicious mouth and her talented tongue would have absolutely no trouble whatsoever taking him as deep as he wanted to go.

  Down between her legs Tim was staring, still buried to the hilt inside my wife's pussy, as his friend started moving in between my wife's lips. Down at her tits Trevor was ignoring them entirely. It seemed he'd found his personal heaven, and he was going to enjoy the hell out of exploring her as thoroughly as possible. And so the three of them sat there in silence, the only noise coming from the gentle hiss of a fog machine occasionally filling the place with extra billowing mist. The sound of Trevor licking and sucking as though he was a starving man and Kate's tits were the only meal he'd had in weeks.

  And I was leaning back against the wall staring at all of it as David finally finished burying himself in her mouth. My wife was full on both ends. It was a sexy cosplaying spit roast, and my wife was at the center.

  The two at either end held themselves for a moment, Trevor was still completely oblivious to what his friends were doing, and then they started thrusting.

  At first it was erratic. At first they were going at their own pace and using my wife for their pleasure, frantically fucking her as quickly as they could. Only as time went on they developed a rhythm where one was pushing in as of the other pulled out.

  A new sound filled the room adding to the sound of Trevor working on her tits like a starving man. The wet slapping of two bodies slamming against my wife over and over. Two cocks filling her wet mouth, filling her wet pussy, at the same time as they sawed in and out of her from either side.

  And then a new noise. Quiet moans. A low humming noise at first, but I would recognize that anywhere. It was Kate, and she was getting really fucking turned on. And why shouldn't she? She seemed to enjoy guys checking her out, seemed to enjoy guys enjoying her body, and now she had three men worshiping her at the same time. This had to be the fulfillment of one hell of a fantasy for her even as it was the culmination of my wife watching fantasy that was being taken to new heights that I never would have imagined.

  I couldn't help myself. It was too hot. I moved a hand down and started rubbing my cock, but I didn't pull it out. Not yet. I wasn't sure that I would at all.

  I wanted to enjoy this, and the last thing I needed was a dishonorable discharge that would ce
rtainly have me losing interest in the naughty scenario playing out before me. I wanted to stay completely turned on for the duration of this naughty display.

  Trevor didn't seem to have any sort of reticence about pulling his own cock out. He finally finished his exploration of my wife's tits and pulled up. He started fumbling at his loincloth, no doubt still a little crusty from his earlier experience. Apparently that earlier experience hadn't left him with any sort of trouble getting it up this time though. No, he pulled his cock out and it stood out long and proud over my wife's body. He was definitely a pretty good size, but I don't know why I was surprised by that. Everything about the guy seemed huge.

  It seemed he was going for the jerk off fantasy once more. He reached out and grabbed my wife's wrist. Pulled up and wrapped her hand around his cock. I heard her moaning pick up in intensity for a moment as she felt her hand wrapping around that monster, and then without missing a beat she was jerking his cock. A new slapping sound filled the room as she jerked him off over her body. He stared down and drank in the sight of her tight stomach, of her tits bouncing under his friend's thrusts, as she moaned and writhed.

  Tim down between her legs had grabbed her hips and he was grunting and had a look of concentration on his face. He must've been having one hell of a time, and it was obvious he was trying his best not to come too quickly. Only I didn't see how he could resist given this scenario. Something told me this wasn't something that happened to him and very often despite this sudden surge of confidence when he found himself in a role-playing scenario.

  Up at her head David was also grunting. All three of them seemed to be approaching a plateau at the same time. It had happened fast, but that wasn't exactly surprising. It also didn't seem to be much of a problem. The sheer naughtiness of having three cocks in or around her at the same time was doing a hell of a lot for my wife judging from the rising crescendo of her moans which were muffled by the cock in her mouth. Yeah, she was definitely close. Really fucking close!

  I was surprised at the degree of my self-control. I was surprised I was able to resist the urge to pull my cock out and start jerking off as I watched these three men going to town on my wife. But somehow I didn't. Somehow I managed to keep myself from going over the edge, even though it felt as though I was very close to blowing my load doing nothing more than running my finger lightly up and down the length of my cock, through my shorts mind you, as I watched these men plowing my wife.

  Finally things reached the breaking point. Tim thrust one final time, let out a strangled grunt, and I had no doubt he was pumping my wife full of his seed. Over and over his load was filling her pussy. Traveling deep inside her body.

  Up above David gave a strangled grunt at almost the same time. He didn't bury himself, but he did start to convulse and twitch as he tried to maintain his balance and not pull away from my wife's mouth which was wrapped around just the head of his cock as he was hit with the intense feeling of blowing his load inside my wife's mouth.

  That seemed to do something for her. The jerking on Trevor's cock grew more erratic as she arched her back and then her body was shuddering as she was overcome with her own orgasm. The muffled sound of her screams filled the room, but they weren't so loud that they would be heard out in the hall.

  I guess it was a good thing she had that cock buried in her mouth. It was definitely keeping us from being discovered. Now I just hoped no one from security would decide this was a good time to go walking through. Not only would we get kicked out of the convention, but we'd also probably have to talk to the police considering what we were doing.

  Trevor with his rippling muscles was the last one to pop, and I suppose that made sense considering he'd already had some fun earlier in the day when we were doing that naughty photo session. Finally he let out a strangled grunt of his own, it sounded like he wanted to let out a roar but that would alert the authorities as to what was going on here which wouldn't do at all. I was amazed at his self-control as string after string of his come flew out and landed all over my wife's chest. I would've had a hard time not making some sort of noise.

  As it was I let out a quiet whimper as I quickly yanked my hand away from my cock. I felt like I was going to blow, and that was the last thing I wanted to do. No, if I was going to come from the memory of this incredible sight then it was going to be on or in my wife, and not in my pants while I was standing a few feet away from the festivities and drinking in the sight. Trying my best to remember everything.

  Watching his friend coming all over my wife's stomach like that seemed to give David up at her mouth an idea. He'd obviously blown in my wife's mouth, but it also seemed there was more left where that came from, if you'll pardon the pun. He pulled his cock out, and then he was spraying all over my wife's face.

  I held my breath in anticipation, wondering how she would react. Coming all over my beautiful wife's face was something I was intrigued by, but it was also something that I'd only gotten a chance to do once way back in college when we first started dating and we were exploring things. Since then we still had a good sex life, but minus porn star stuff like that. In many ways we'd fallen into the same married routine that a lot of people who've been together for a long time fall into. Things like facials or other stuff that was a little out there just weren't on the menu anymore. One of the dangers of getting too comfortable around each other in married life, I suppose.

  Only this time she closed her eyes and inclined her neck back as he continued blowing his load all over her. She was positively covered in come from two directions at this point.

  The only one who wasn't pulling out to jerk off on her body was Tim. No, he seemed intent on coming deep inside my wife. On filling her pussy with his seed. And it was so hot that I didn't even care. I just stared in fascination.

  It was obvious when the first two guys were finished. Their come went from flying in jets all over my wife's body to dribbles, and then they pulled back slightly and stared down at her, stared down at her body which was glistening with their seed, and blinked in amazement as though they couldn't believe that just happened.

  Tim was a little more determined though. He sat there with his cock buried inside my wife for far longer than it seemed he could possibly be coming. He still had her thighs in a strong grip, and he seemed to be enjoying one hell of a moment.

  Finally Kate looked down at him, obviously coming down from her own orgasm and moving into that phase where you just want to roll over, clean up, and turn on Murder She Wrote or something and cuddle for a bit. At least that's how it worked with us. She raised an eyebrow. Only his head was up and he his eyes were closed. He was oblivious to the world. Finally Kate cleared her throat and he looked down, blinked in surprise as though he'd been completely checked out of reality.

  "Oh," he said with a sheepish smile. "Sorry…"

  And he finally released his grip on Kate's thighs. He pulled out with a pop. I looked down at the spot where he'd just been in between her legs and my cock throbbed as I saw a trickle of his come starting to leak out of her.

  Sure I'd been treated to that sight on plenty of occasions in the past when I'd pulled out of her and it was my own come leaking out. There was just something about watching and knowing it was another man who'd been inside her that really got me going.

  I locked eyes with Kate and she smiled. Despite having that freshly fucked look, despite being a complete mess with her hair completely disarrayed and her body covered in other men's semen, she looked absolutely beautiful. She looked more beautiful than I think she'd ever been, save perhaps for that magical day when the doors to the church sanctuary opened and she started walking down the aisle in a white dress to be my wife.

  I moved over and took her hand, once again the hand she'd used to jerk off Trevor. I looked down at her and grinned.

  "So did you have fun honey?" I asked.

  "You bet, how about you?" she asked.

  "Damn straight I did!" I said.

  I wanted to say more, I wa
nted a chance to have a little of my own of fun with my wife. God knows I was turned on enough with my cock threatening to break through my shorts as I looked down at her.

  Only I was interrupted. Voices from the entrance.

  "Your time is almost up guys!" someone shouted.

  I nearly had a heart attack. My heart was pounding in my chest and I suddenly felt as though I'd run a marathon I was breathing so hard. Only it seemed that was just a warning shout. No one actually came into the room to see what we were up to.

  "Damn," I breathed out. "I thought for sure…"

  Kate also looked a little scared. "I know what you mean baby."

  She looked down at the mess she was in. At the way her body was covered in come. And she seemed just a little annoyed, just a little bit of my wife who didn't care for me coming all over her face was back. It was still tempered by how turned on she seemed to be, but it was also nice to know my wife was still there under the forbidden temptress who'd just done such crazy things with these three guys.

  She looked around to them and her voice was demanding, brooking no nonsense.

  "I need to clean up," she said. "Which one of you lucky boys is going to give me your shirt so I can wipe off?"

  The three of them looked at each other, suddenly unsure. And then Trevor shrugged and leaned down to dig through his pack. "I think I have a T-shirt in here somewhere I just bought," he said. "I'm sure that would do, right?"

  Kate smiled. "Definitely."

  9: Bigger Fish

  We managed to get Kate cleaned up and ready to go before their time was up. Most of their allotted time was taken by the fuck session, but there was still enough time for us to make our way through the rest of the dungeon. And it was a good thing too. It would've looked weird for us to come out at the entrance, so we booked it.

  Getting Kate cleaned up had been a little awkward. She was covered in come, and it quickly started to dry. She was less than thrilled about the idea of putting her costume back on and potentially getting that stuff all over it, but I managed to save the day by pulling out a water bottle and giving her an impromptu bottled water bath using a second T-shirt from David to wipe her down.