Hall Pass- Wife Swap Fantasies

by Jamie Hunter

  The image of her Hall Pass sprang to mind, and with it, thoughts of Corey. She wondered what her husband was doing right now. What he’d say if he could see his wife at this exact moment; a stranger’s dick in her mouth, both hands wrapped firmly around two hard cocks.

  I wonder if he’s fucking Melissa…

  Probably, she figured. Shit, by now they were probably on their second time around.

  I wonder if he came inside her?

  The whole thing made her even wetter between the legs. The thought of her loving husband, pumping her close friend full of his come. The idea of Melissa’s pussy, packed to overflowing with it. Dripping out of her while Corey watched…

  Julian’s hand slid into her hair. He began pushing forward, guiding her head up and down on Darius’s cock. Naomi turned her attention to it fully, sliding her fingers beneath his sack. Her new lover’s balls were big and heavy. Swollen with come.

  She decided to forget about her husband and focus on the task at hand. She and Corey would have enough fun later, screwing like teenagers while telling each other all about their experiences. Getting off on each other’s adventures…

  But right now? Right now she was here, kneeling on the floor of this filthy motel room, about to have her first threesome. Ready to get stuffed from both ends, by two big cocks.

  “Is this what you wanted?” she said, looking up at Julian. “To see your friend’s cock in my mouth?”

  His expression of interest only encouraged her. She relaxed her throat and took Darius deep. Eventually her lips were brushing against his abdomen.

  “Yes,” her lover said at last.

  Naomi kept licking and sucking, smearing a mixture of precome and saliva all over her face. The whole time, she never stopped staring at Julian.

  “Do you want to see him fuck me?”

  Her words were having the desired effect. Julian’s eyes unfocused. His breathing, usually slow and shallow, had quickened significantly as he watched her.

  “Because you can, you know,” Naomi continued. “I’ll fuck him for you, all you want. All he wants.”

  She was jerking Darius off now, stopping now and then to kiss and lick on the head of his cock. And still she looked at Julian. Still she kept her eyes on his.

  “Should he come inside me?” she asked. “Like you did?” Naomi dropped one hand between her legs and dipped a finger inside. “Right here? Deep in my pussy?”

  Julian was stroking himself now, or at least helping Naomi do it. His hand was right beside hers.

  “Or should he come here instead?” she asked, with mock innocence. Naomi slapped the head of Darius’s cock against the flat of her tongue. The sound it made was sloppy, wet.

  “Do you want to watch your friend come in my mouth?”

  It was all Julian could take, at least for the moment. He swallowed hard and then lifted her to her feet. As he pushed her onto the bed and pulled her skirt off, Naomi flashed him a wicked smile. When he flipped her onto her stomach, she offered zero resistance.

  “You didn’t tell me she was this much of a slut,” she heard Darius say.

  “I didn’t realize it myself,” said Julian. He grabbed her by the waist and yanked her easily to the edge of the bed. “Until now.”

  Naomi buried her face in the comforter and bit her lip. Face down, ass up, she waited those few long, agonizing moments… and then she felt it:

  The head of Julian’s cock pressed snugly against the entrance to her pussy.

  “Ohhhhhh… OH!”

  With her panties pulled to one side, he shoved into her in a single, breathtaking thrust. Naomi bit down on her lip. The pain there distracted her somewhat from the delicious pain of Julian burying himself inside her.

  No sooner was inside her than Julian’s hand was buried in her hair. He grabbed a ponytail-sized sized handful and yanked her head back.

  “So you like to tease, huh?”

  Naomi grunted as she was forced to look up. Straight ahead, she saw herself doggie-style in the motel room’s full-length mirror. She looked like a slut.

  “Who’s teasing?”

  Julian chuckled as he pulled out and pushed back in. Then he began fucking her. Hands on her hips, he bounced her body against him, stabbing her deeply in places she hadn’t felt since the last time they were together.

  “Unnnggghh… Oh, shit yeah…”

  The big, mushroom-shaped head of her lover’s cock felt wonderful as it parted Naomi’s innermost folds. She could feel the soreness coming back; that distinct feeling of being stretched on the inside. This time around, Naomi was ready for it. She welcomed it all, because she knew the pain was nothing more than a dull ache compared to the pleasure of her ultimate goal: coming hard around Julian’s cock.

  She felt the bed shift, and suddenly there was a cock pressed against her lips too. In all the enjoyment, she’d almost forgotten about Darius.

  “First time with two guys, eh?” he smiled down at her.

  Naomi nodded as she took his cock in her mouth.

  “We’ll go slow.”

  She sucked him deep, one or two strokes, then shrugged and smirked up at him. “I never told you take it easy on me,” she teased from around his shaft.

  Julian plowed her harder for her comment. Darius laughed. “Shit, you weren’t kidding about her,” was all he said.

  For the next several minutes, Naomi surrendered to the enjoyment of being stuffed from both ends. Of being spit-roasted with two big dicks — of being pushed and pulled in two directions by a pair of strong, beautiful lovers. She felt owned. Dominated. The feeling of wanting to be taken and used by these men overwhelmed her, and Naomi welcomed it blissfully. Her mind quickly shut off every other thought.

  “Look at you,” Julian whispered into her ear. He was leaning over her back now, his cock embedded deeply inside her. “You’re sucking his dick…”

  Naomi nodded. She kept sucking, and jacking, and slurping.

  “You’re sucking his dick and you don’t even know him…”

  A wave of heat crashed over her, flooding her pussy. Julian was right. She’d never been a prude, but Naomi had never been as slutty as she was right now. Not even in her wildest dreams did she think she’d be pinned on the bed of some cheap motel, caught between the big cock of her husband’s close friend and an almost identical one belonging to a complete stranger.

  She fucked back. Ground her ass hard against Julian. The sounds coming from her pussy were absolutely obscene. She was so wet she could feel it running down the insides of her thighs.

  “Wanna fuck him?” Julian breathed.

  Naomi kept on sucking. Kept up the rhythm the three of them had fallen into.

  “I said, do you wanna fu—”

  “YES.”

  She gasped as Darius’s cock popped from her mouth. Her lips were plump and full, swollen from all the pushing and pulling. She looked over her shoulder and caught Julian’s gaze. He broke her stare just long enough to glance at Darius.

  “Go ahead bro,” he told his friend. His cock left her pussy with a tight ‘snap’. “You fuck her now.”

  Nine

  Naomi rolled onto her back and spread wide as Darius positioned himself between her legs. But rather than guide his cock to her already dripping hole, her new lover slid two strong hands beneath her ass and lifted it up from the bed.

  Then he buried his face in her pussy.

  “MMMMMMmmmm…”

  Her whole body jumped like it received an electric shock. She had nowhere to look but down, as Darius’s beautiful mouth went to town licking and sucking. He had his face buried in her pussy now… his nose brushing her clit. His arms were flexed as he held her up, his biceps and triceps cut as perfectly and exquisitely as a marble statue.

  “Oh God…”

  Julian was on the other side of her now, and a pillow was shoved beneath her head. As Darius’s tongue lashed out Naomi found herself squirming against it, trying to grind her way in. His mouth was a churning, swirling mac
hine, locked on her pussy. His fingers were like steel cables, digging into the supple flesh of her rounded ass.

  “Oh, eat me…”

  He did just that, and expertly too. With her body at a forty-five degree angle, only Naomi’s shoulders touched the bed. The rest of her body writhed like a snake. Twisting, turning, held in the air solely by Darius’s two strong arms.

  “Yes! Yes! Oh YES!”

  Her orgasm could come easily, at any moment. In fact, she was fearful it might. Naomi didn’t know how hard she’d squirt, how much she’d shower her new lover’s face with a glistening stream of warm wetness. She’d squired before, on rare occasions. Been embarrassed and even humiliated by how much she could come…

  But right now wasn’t the time for embarrassment. As Julian’s stiff cock pressed up against her cheek, Naomi turned her head and took it into her mouth. She gave up on worrying, gave in on trying to maintain control.

  Then she came… and all humility went out the window.

  “OH FUCKKKKK!”

  Naomi’s pussy exploded like a bomb in Darius’s face. She gushed everywhere — all over his chin, his neck, his shoulders. She opened her eyes mid-climax, and could see streams of herself running down his chest. It made it slick and wet and even more beautiful than before.

  And through it all? Her lover merely smiled down and continued eating her.

  “Oh my God, Oh my God…. Holy shit…”

  Her chest heaved as her body writhed. With her clit now hyper-sensitive, it was a battle to keep it away from Darius’s playfully stabbing tongue. Finally he released her, and Naomi instantly crossed her legs. She squeezed them tightly together, pushing down on her crotch as she rode out the last few waves of her most incredible orgasm all on her own.

  When her eyes blinked open, Julian was holding her head in his hands. He was staring down at her, also smiling, his cock heavy against her cheek.

  “You almost bit me,” he laughed.

  Naomi was breathless, and completely without words. She only nodded.

  “That’s okay,” he said. “You’ll make it up to me.”

  She lay there for a moment, catching her breath. Wondering how, sexually, she’d ever be able to top what just happened to her.

  A minute later Naomi felt two hands on her knees, and her legs were being pushed apart. Darius was there, his hard cock in hand. It stood beautifully and perfectly straight out from his body.

  “I want it,” she gasped, spreading her thighs for him. She smiled weakly. “Give it to me.”

  He pushed in, and Naomi was filled with only the fifth cock she’d ever had. Her new lover felt indescribably amazing, just like the last one. As Darius began sawing slowly in and out of her pussy, she turned and reached out for Julian. He laid one a big hand on the side of her face, and with surprising gentleness, fed her the tip of his cock.

  “You alright?” he asked, stroking her face. His dick still was in her mouth, poking her cheek out.

  “Um-hmm,” she moaned.

  “Good.”

  Naomi relaxed, and Darius began really laying into her. He pushed her legs back, for better penetration, and she gasped when Julian took hold of her ankles. He pulled them in his direction, opening her up. Stretching her even further for his friend.

  “Can I come in her?” Darius was asking. His body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat now, but he was in such good shape he wasn’t even out of breath.

  “I’d be pissed if you didn’t,” said Julian.

  Oh my God…

  The conversation between them was turning her on. Making Naomi even more hot.

  They’re talking to each other like you’re not even there.

  She squeezed her pussy, watching Darius’s reaction as it clamped down around him. All of a sudden she wanted his come. She wanted Julian’s too, every last drop of it. As far up inside her as it could possibly go.

  “Come in me,” she smiled at Darius. He glanced down, but kept pumping away. “Please…”

  Naomi could imagine the two of them, tag-teaming her pussy all night. Taking turns creampieing her, filling her with their warm seed until she overflowed thickly with their combined sperm.

  She groaned and sucked Julian even deeper into her throat. She could taste herself on him. That was sexy. She looked down and got even hornier watching Darius’s cock pump in and out of her.

  FLASH!

  Naomi jumped at the sound of the camera. She took Julian from her mouth, startled.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Sending this photo to your husband,” said Julian. He had his phone in his hand, and began pressing some buttons.

  Her mind raced with alarm. She didn’t know what to do. What to say.

  “That’s okay, isn’t it?” he asked. “After all, he’s sent me several of him and my wife already.”

  Melissa…

  In the heat of the moment, she’d forgotten all about Melissa and Corey. Where they were. What they were doing…

  “Here. Look at it.”

  Julian held the camera out to her. On the screen, Naomi looked like something out of a porn shoot. She was on her back, legs spread, with Darius’s cock thrust deeply inside her. She had one hand wrapped around Julian, and the other half of his dick embedded in her mouth.

  “Oh my God…”

  Naomi was pretty sure Corey would love the photo. He’d think it was hot, even if he might be a bit surprised by his wife having her first threesome without him.

  “Do you want to see the pics Melissa sent me?”

  Darius was still fucking her, still drilling away. Her body rocking slowly back and forth, Naomi nodded.

  “Okay, here.”

  Once again, Julian held out the camera. This time the photo showed her husband, flat on his back. Melissa was squatting over his face, and his tongue was clearly buried all the way up in her pussy. Naomi could even see Melissa bending forward to suck Corey’s dick into her mouth. The photo was taken at arm’s length, while they were in a sixty-nine.

  “And here,” said Julian. “This one came in a few minutes later.”

  The next pic was a close up of Melissa’s pussy. It was very small, very pretty, shaved completely and with tight pink lips. In the center of the photo was a big white button of come. Apparently she’d been filled with it.

  “That’s a lot of come,” Julian noted, and not without some admiration. “Corey told me he comes a lot, I just never figured…”

  Naomi looked at the photo again. Copious amounts of her husband’s seed was oozing out of Melissa. Whoever took the shot, it had already started running down her asscheeks.

  “Fine,” she said to Julian. She nodded at the camera. “Send it.”

  The idea of Corey finding out this way suddenly thrilled her. She wanted him to know. Wanted him to see her taken so thoroughly, sandwiched comfortably between two big dicks.

  “Let him see what a slut I am right now…”

  Ten

  They fucked her until she was sore. And then they kept going.

  In Naomi’s memory, the night would go down forever. The motel mirror helped her document every twist and turn of her body, every glorious position they pinned her in, either solo or together.

  They took turns fucking her, pinning her legs back behind her head until she couldn’t stretch another inch, one always holding her steady while the other plowed away. And Naomi loved kissing them. Touching them. Reaching out to run a hand over Darius’s stomach, or to throw her arms over Julian’s perfect pair of beautiful shoulders.

  It was Darius who came first, emptying himself inside her from behind. She was looking right at Julian as it happened. Staring straight at him with an open mouth and wide, unbelieving eyes as this complete stranger — at least until an hour ago — erupted violently into her willing, hungry pussy.

  And from there things got even more messy.

  Julian was next, jackhammering away at her frothing white cunt until Naomi was sure her brain would explode and her body would brea
k in half. Darius cradled her in his lap, lending her the support she needed to take every single inch of him. Holding her face in his hands, he kissed her gently and lovingly until Julian finally spent himself between her legs.

  Propping her up on her hands and knees, they made her stay there and wave her ass in the air. Julian spread her asscheeks apart, pulling the come out of her with his middle finger while Darius took another series of photos to send to her husband.

  “Has he replied?” Naomi asked, collapsing forward on the bed.

  “Not since last time,” said Julian.

  She rolled over, her pussy leaking in an ever-widening puddle on the bed. Naomi caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror again and began to worry.

  Maybe Corey was angry.

  Could that be possible?

  Maybe the threesome was too much. Maybe she’d stretched her Hall Pass just a little too far…

  She sat up, and Darius handed her a beer. Apparently he’d brought a six pack. Naomi screwed off the cap and tilted it back. The liquid felt cool and delicious sliding down her throat.

  “Wait,” Julius said, “hang on. They texted back.”

  He smirked and held out his phone. On screen was a close up of Melissa’s smiling face. Her tongue was out… and it was all coated, thoroughly covered in cum. Julian swiped to the next photo and it looked almost exactly the same. The only difference was his wife had swallowed it.

  “Shit,” Darius laughed. “Good one.”

  Naomi took the phone and zoomed in on the photo. Off to one corner, at the edge of Melissa’s mouth, she could make out the glistening tip of her husband’s dick.

  “We can do that too,” said Naomi smugly.

  Her two lovers looked over at her. Both were smiling.

  “Hell, we can do that twice as good.”

  The vending machine was ten doors down, and only half full. They raided it anyway. On a dare, Julian and Darius wore nothing but their boxers, and Naomi dressed only in her skirt.

  “I’m freezing!” she laughed, standing between them.

  “We can tell,” Darius quipped. He stared down at her nipples, which were now rock hard and poking into Julian’s back.