20 Hotwife Erotica Stories

by J K Chubbs

  “Not yet. Not until I’ve had a go.” And with that, she leaned in and ducked her head in between Carla’s legs, her long tongue probing and pushing and darting up and down.

  Carla writhed and wriggled around, moaning in pleasure and pushing herself down on the doctor’s tongue, while continuing to do her best to give pleasure to Jenny.

  For a while, the two of them stayed like that, then Dr Henley pulled back and allowed Jenny to take over the licking.

  El stood up and then pulled over a chair, sitting down on it and spreading her legs apart, taking out a vibrator from one of the drawers and turning it on, applying it to her clit while she watched the two friends going at it.

  “I want you to make each other cum,” she ordered. “Then you’re going to both make me cum.”

  The hum of the vibrator, the sloppy lapping of tongues and the stifled, muffled moans from Jenny and Carla filled the room, until the doctor reached out and pressed the little buzzer on the wall again.

  A moment later, the door opened and Nurse Lisa popped her head around the door, smirking as she saw what was going on.

  Carla and Jenny both stopped what they were doing, their head’s lifting up and eyes widening in panic, cheeks flushed, embarrassed about having apparently been caught out.

  “Carry on, carry on,” El waved a dismissive hand at them. “And do come in Lisa, and shut the door behind you.”

  Lisa did as she was told, and Jenny couldn’t help but notice she had her phone out.

  Much to her surprise – and further embarrassment – she raised it in the air and began to take some pictures of the three of them, with Dr Henley scooting her chair closer to make sure she was in the frame, smiling for the camera.

  Carla and Jenny stared a moment.

  “It’s alright, sweeties, just a few pictures for my own private collection. Nurse Lisa here helps me with it, don’t you, babes?” She winked at Nurse Lisa, who smiled and winked back. “She’ll get her turn after you two have gone. Sometimes I let her join in but…not today, I don’t think. I’ve got quite the handful already with the two of you.”

  “Maybe next time,” suggested Lisa hopefully, raising an eyebrow at the doctor.

  “Yes, maybe next time,” El agreed, reaching out and running her hand over Carla’s smooth, warm butt. “I’m sure these two girls would love to come back for another visit.” She raised her hand and brought it down onto Carla’s ass cheek, giving her a light slap.

  “Ah!” Carla cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

  “Now do as you’re told girls and get licking.”

  Carla nodded and ducked her head obediently, getting back to work.

  Jenny gave a moan and pushed herself up into Carla’s mouth, before leaning up and returning to her task too, nudging the tip of her tongue inside Carla’s hole before flicking it back up again and running it flat over her clit.

  Concentrating on the pleasure she was giving to Carla kept her from thinking too much about what Carla was doing to her, but that could only last for so long.

  She wasn’t exactly sure how many minutes the whole experience had lasted, but eventually, the sensations that were emanating from her clit and deep inside her whenever Carla delved her tongue up became too overbearing and she could hold out no longer.

  Jenny’s moans grew louder and more insistent as she felt her orgasm build up.

  Nurse Lisa leaned over and snapped some more pictures, and Dr Henley removed the vibrator from her clit, leaning in to watch intently.

  “That’s it…that’s it…just let go,” she encouraged Jenny, leaning over and stroking her hair, then diving in with her tongue and helping Jenny lick at Carla’s pussy, the two tongues going at it for the final few seconds and sending both girls well over the edge.

  Jenny felt her vision blurring out a moment, everything going black, then white, then hazy round the edges, her whole body taken over with the power of the climax.

  She let out a string of moans and gasps until her throat felt sore, and she was sure Carla did the same, as she felt more of her best friend’s juices squirting into her mouth and running down her throat. She lapped at them eagerly and swallowed them all down, then the two of them pulled away from each other, panting and shuddering, before slowly sitting up.

  “On your knees,” El instructed with a smile, not wasting any time or allowing them to have much rest.

  Carla smirked and did as she was told immediately, dropping to her knees in front of the hot MILF doctor and straight away getting her head between her legs, eager to lap up more pussy juice.

  Lisa leant in close and took some pictures, then pushed one hand down her pants and began to touch herself while she watched.

  Jenny, whose legs felt extremely shaky and weak after all that, slowly got to her knees next to Carla.

  Dr Henley spread her legs wider to accommodate them both, and Jenny went cheek to cheek with Carla, the two of them getting in there with their tongues and licking at El where they could.

  Sometimes their tongues would clash for space and dominance, other times they would take it in turns, one of them pausing and allowing their aching jaws a break while the other took over.

  El gave Nurse Lisa a little nod, and she stopped taking pictures, instead getting on her hands and knees behind the two girls and, using one hand each, began to finger them both, her long, slim fingers slipping easily inside, causing them both to jolt in pleasure and release some more moans.

  The young nurse was very determined to get them both off again, and it wasn’t long before they were enjoying their second orgasm, pushing back into Lisa’s hands and whining as their tongues continued clashing and lapping at Dr Henley.

  It was at that point the doctor allowed herself to let go too, having exercised a great deal of self control previously, enjoying taking pleasure and satisfaction in the pleasure of others.

  Now though, with the two girls’ tongues persistent and hungry, she finally came, tossing her head back and pushing both hands into Jenny and Carla’s hair, holding their heads still while more of her liquids escaped into their eager mouths.

  And then, it was all over.

  Lisa pulled back her fingers and stood up, taking a couple of baby wipes and cleaning her hands.

  El slowly released her grasp on Carla and Jenny, then wheeled her chair back away from them and stood up too, starting to get dressed without saying a word, just a soft chuckle and a look of satisfaction and triumph shot in their direction.

  The two girls were thoroughly spent and exhausted by their experience, as well as still slightly shocked it had even happened in the first place.

  Carla stood up first, then offered out her hand to help Jenny up, before the pair of them began to get dressed.

  “Well?” Dr Henley eventually spoke up, as they were all nearly fully clothed again. “That wasn’t a bad examination, was it?”

  Jenny was speechless.

  Carla giggled. “I did wonder what you were up to in here with the curtain closed.”

  “Let me give you that prescription now, Jenny,” said the doctor, whisking back the curtain and going over to her desk to print it off and sign it, as if nothing had happened.

  Jenny sat down to put her shoes on. “Thank you,” she mumbled.

  “For what?” Dr Henley looked over and raised an eyebrow. “The prescription or the thoroughly good sex session?”

  Jenny blushed and pushed back some of her hair. “I guess, uh…both?”

  “That’s my good girl,” the doctor smiled, handing her the prescription.

  Jenny took it and put it in her pocket, glancing at Carla and blushing. “Shall we uh…”

  “Oh yes, you can go now,” said Dr Henley, walking them over to the door. “And uh…I’d prefer it if you didn’t tell anyone about this little thing we had. That way…we can do it again sometime, can’t we? And no one gets harmed by it.”

  “Your secret’s safe with us, don’t worry, Dr,” giggled Carla, linking her arm into Jenny’
s.

  “Uh yes…definitely,” added Jenny, still a bit mesmerized and shaken by everything that had occurred.

  “Bye girls, see you soon,” called Nurse Lisa as they walked out, giving them both a wave, the phone still in her hand with all the pictures on.

  Carla tugged Jenny out of the doctor’s surgery and back outside into the early evening sunshine, the temperature still warm and pleasant even as the sun began to settle low in the sky.

  “Oh my God,” squealed Carla, squeezing Jenny to her side.

  “Oh my God,” Jenny repeated, putting one hand over her mouth in shock and giggling, her cheeks all flushed. “I can’t believe that.”

  “That was crazy!”

  “Did that just happen?”

  “She was such a hot doctor!”

  “I know!”

  “She can examine me anytime!”

  All the way home, the two of them couldn’t stop giggling and gushing about their experience, talking about how gorgeous Dr Henley was, and just how amazed they were that it actually happened.

  “They must do that kind of stuff all the time,” said Carla, still talking about it once they were back at home and eating their dinner.

  “Her and the nurse?” Jenny looked up from her meal.

  Carla nodded. “They’ve got like, a little arrangement going on, haven’t they?”

  “Mmhm, looks that way,” agreed Jenny. “Lisa watches the door and makes sure no one goes in while Dr Henley is…doing her stuff.”

  “And then in return, Lisa sometimes gets to join in, and they must have threesomes and stuff like that.”

  “Yeah, or Dr Henley pleasures Lisa after the patient’s had their turn.”

  “That’s hot, isn’t it?” giggled Carla, clearly very excited about all of this. “Are we gonna go again?”

  Jenny rolled her eyes and carried on eating.

  “I mean, I should probably go have a check up, right?”

  “Yeah, I guess you probably should,” chuckled Jenny. “We should arrange that sometime.”

  Story Sixteen

  “It is I, the lady of the house.” She said in a soft whisper.

  “L-Lady Bella Marie Fontaine.” The young man peering through the crack in the doorway looked fretful.

  “Yes, now let me in.” Bella said with a little more urgency. “I must make my nightly confession.”

  “But-but his holiness, Father Julian, is away… on…” The young acolyte trembled slightly.

  “It matters not.” She pushed the door open as he backed away. “You can serve my purpose.”

  “But my lady…” He stammered. “I am not… yet ordained, I have been a simple novitiate for a mere week.”

  “Yet you are a man of the Cloth, or at least one on the path to be.” She insisted and looked around the little chapel that her husband, Lord Marcel Jean Fontaine, had ordered to be built inside his castle. “You will hear my confession and seek forgiveness for me.”

  “I… I am not sure…” He backed away as she took a step toward him.

  “What is your name?” She stared intensely at his young slender face.

  “Er… I am Eustace Deleon, my lady.” The young acolyte bowed low.

  “Very well, Eustace… take your place, I have much to ask forgiveness for.”

  “If it pleases you, my lady.” Eustace nodded and took the customary seat for the act.

  “Indeed it does.” Bella said and knelt down before him. “Give me your hand.”

  His hand was soft and tender to the touch, almost as delicate as her own and she wondered how those hands would feel on her body. She was used to, and preferred, male hands that were strong and coarse upon her sensitive body, but then there was always room for new things to be experienced.

  “Relieve yourself of the burden of sin, my lady.” Eustace recited lines he had much practiced and his hand shook in hers. “Unburden it all unto me so that I may wash them away in the name of our Lord and find you forgiveness and peace.”

  “I give myself to you, young Eustace.” Bella said in a tone most solemn. “I will confess everything, nothing shall I hide… for I have sinned and I seek forgiveness and peace.”

  “You may begin, my lady.”

  “Ah, but where shall I begin…” She said with a choking sob. “…life has played a jest most cruel on me, a mere woman of flesh and blood… a simple soul that seeks only love and care. As you know, my marriage to Lord Marcel Jean Fontaine, a man more than twice my age, was made as an alliance between my father’s estate and this one. And alas, for me it has been nothing but entrapment with no means of release, not even for a day. My husband is old and lacks the interest, as well as the will and means to satisfy a wife as young as I… and I am a woman who has needs.

  “All the silken luxury of expensive cushions and rugs on an exquisite bed does little to bring sleep. Nothing comforts me more than the warm, protective embrace of a strong man, in whose arms I would feel safe and protected. And a man who would also make me feel like a woman, a woman stretched and filled, with a sense of fulfillment and contentment. But alas, my beloved husband, the Lord Marcel Jean Fontaine, is older than my own sire, and more often than not, leaves me wanting in more ways than one.

  “But I, Lady Bella Marie Fontaine, am not one to be denied, and for the past one year of this fruitless marriage out of arrangement, I have found satisfaction from more willing and able partners. But alas again, those partners are now away, away to serve crown and country on some foolhardy battle against marauding raiders from the northern wastelands seeking to plunder the riches of this land. And yet, this night the fire of desire burns wild within me and I am just a mere woman of flesh and blood, with needs most natural that must be quenched.

  “Am I committing a sin, your holiness? Am I going to be damned for doing only what my body was designed by a divine creator to do?”

  She looked into the young acolyte’s fearful eyes and squeezed hard on his hand. She could tell that he was aroused by her and all that she had said. After all, a man of the Cloth or no, he was still a man. And Bella knew how to bring men to become their most vulnerable selves. And young Eustace Deleon was no different.

  “I… I should say, my lady…” He said after swallowing down hard. “…you must control yourself… it is a test, a test by our Lord for you to be true and chaste… to contain oneself against temptation is a virtue… it is a… a… to deny oneself such base needs is a… a…”

  “Is that what you are doing now, Eustace?” She gave him a mocking smile. “Are you denying yourself the pleasure of base needs that one is born with?”

  “Oh, my lady… I… I have no such needs… I must ask for forgiveness… for you…”

  “Isn’t lying a sin too, young novitiate?” She placed a hand on his trembling knee. “Or are those of the Cloth excused from it?”

  Eustace stiffened at her bold touch but he didn’t brush her hand away. “Lying is a sin… a most grievous sin, my lady.”

  “So would you not be lying were you to say you do not find me desirous?”

  “I… I cannot… I must not…”

  “Young Eustace, you are not yet ordained, just a new acolyte in training,” She slid her hand from his knee up his slender thigh, pulling his robe upward with the motion. “And if I were to seduce you, neither you nor I would have our eternal souls damned for all eternity.”

  “My lady?” She felt triumphant at the tone of fear and defeat in his voice. “I… I cannot say… I am not allowed…”

  “Then do not say anything, young one.” She smiled and boldly pushed his robe all the way up to his waist. “And I am allowing you to do everything you want to me.”

  “But my lady…”

  “Hush, little acolyte, not another word…” She had his robe high enough to reveal his blood engorged erection. “I see this part of you has no regard for any of your fears.”

  “My l-l-lady.” The young man shivered violently as she wrapped her fingers around the dense girth of his throbbi
ng virgin cock.

  Bella licked her lips and stroked him, he had one of the largest cocks she had ever seen, and on a slender, frail frame like his, it looked even bigger by contrast. She pulled down the foreskin to expose the pre-cum dribbling cockhead and leaned over him to plant a hungry kiss on it. She didn’t stop there; taking the full head into her mouth she gave it a few deep sucks and released it with a sharp slurping sound. Eustace was trembling like a leaf and murmuring something incoherent that could have only passed off for a prayer of forgiveness.