by Jamie Hunter
His answer was so sudden she couldn’t help but laugh. Apparently her husband already had a favorite.
“Juliana…” she repeated. “Yeah, good choice. She’s cute.”
“She’s hot,” Connor corrected. “Some of your friends are cute. Juliana isn’t cute. Juliana is sexy.”
Amanda weighed his words carefully. Her husband was right, though — Juliana was sexy. Dark hair, dark skin, Brazilian descent… she was just naturally beautiful. On top of it all, she had a very sensual way about her, too.
“So you’d wanna fuck her?” Amanda urged, egging him on. “You’d really want to screw Juliana?”
Connor’s jaw clenched. His eyes glowed with excitement. “Yes.”
“Would you take turns on us? One of us sucking on your cock while the other one rides you?”
Amanda smirked inwardly as she watched Connor’s breathing change. This was fun. Even more fun than she thought it would be.
“Would you want to come in her mouth?” she teased. “Or on her tits? Or maybe just shoot your come inside her, the way that—”
“Think she’d do it?” Connor was suddenly asking. His voice was extremely tight. Like he was trying his best not to come.
“Maybe,” said Amanda. “If I spoke to her about it. Approached her the right way.”
Connor’s hands gripped her thighs, his fingers digging into her flesh. “Maybe Naughty Amanda should have a word with her then,” he joked. But the look in his eyes told her he wasn’t joking.
“We’ll see,” Amanda smiled. “For now though?”
Her husband paused and she squeezed him tightly with every one of her innermost muscles.
“Come in my ass, baby.”
Twelve
Amanda lay draped lazily over her husband’s body, come still seeping out of her pussy and asshole. She was swollen. Sated. Thoroughly fucked and doubly filled.
“I can’t believe it’s almost over,” she lamented out loud.
“Our honeymoon?” Connor sighed, stretching.
“Yes. And also…”
“Jason.”
Amanda nodded sadly. “Yeah. Him too.”
Connor stroked her slowly, allowing his fingers to gently trace the surface of her bare skin. It felt good. Made her sleepy.
“What do you think will happen when we get back?” she asked.
Her husband traced a light circle around one nipple, then dragged the backs of his fingertips over her stomach. Amanda felt an electric jolt of pleasure. Especially when his palm went lower, then slipped between her legs.
“I’m thinking Jason will head back to California and keep doing what he’s doing. Or at least try.”
Her husband rubbed absently at her soaked, come-slick pussy. Amanda sighed, spreading her legs for him.
“I’d imagine he’ll probably be visiting us a lot more though,” Connor laughed. “After all this.”
“Really?” Amanda cooed. She squirmed into him. “You’d like that?”
“Of course.”
Her shoulders slumped in relief. “Good, because I’d like that too.”
It was something that hadn’t discussed. She was glad it was out there.
“You didn’t think we’d go back to just being friends again, did you?” asked Connor. “After all this?”
A pair of fingers slipped inside her. Amanda closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of being touched, inside and out.
“I was hoping you’d want to continue,” she admitted. “I mean, I know it can’t go on forever. Jason will eventually meet someone, a nice girl hopefully, and that’ll be that.”
She felt a spike of jealousy just thinking about it. Jason moving on. Having a relationship of his own. And why shouldn’t he? If anyone deserved it he did.
In that respect, she was being selfish and she knew it.
“Maybe,” Connor said. “Maybe not. I mean, there’s something to be said for having open access to your best friend’s beautiful wife.”
Amanda’s stomach did a somersault. Hearing Connor talk so frankly was turning her on.
“And what kind of ‘access’ does he have?” Amanda asked. “Beyond our honeymoon, I mean?”
“Well,” said Connor, “I’ve told him that as far as I’m concerned, he can fuck my girl whenever he wants.”
Amanda’s eyes fluttered open. She twisted around to face him.
“Really?”
“Yeah, really.” Connor smiled. “As long as that’s okay with you, of course.”
Amanda bent and kissed him. She kissed his neck. His chest… planted a dozen or more little kisses all over Connor’s body as he continued stroking and fingering her.
“You spoil me,” she purred up at him. “You know that?”
Connor chuckled. “Oh yeah.”
“And I really do think he’ll visit us often.”
“And stay with us too,” Connor pointed out. “Hell, I wish he’d just move back out from California for good. I don’t even think he likes it there, really.”
Amanda felt her heart skip a beat. She half sat up.
“Seriously?” she asked. “Because I’ve gotten that impression too.”
Her husband nodded. “From what Jason’s told me so far? Yeah. In fact, I told him that if he ever wanted to move back east, he could stay with us while looking for a place.”
Amanda’s eyes lit up. Her husband noticed it immediately.
“Calm down killer,” he told her. “It was only an offer. He hasn’t made a decision either way.”
She wanted to believe it. Wanted to think it was possible. But she had to hear it from Jason’s mouth, first.
“And if he does stay with us,” Connor went on, “things are going to get pretty crazy.” He elbowed her playfully. “I mean shit, you’re probably going to be bowlegged by the second or third week.”
Amanda poked him back. She couldn’t argue the point though.
“What if…”
“What if what?”
“What if we visited him in California? Saw where he lives, what he does. Maybe help him make the decision either way: to succeed out there, or come back by us.”
Connor smirked down at her. “So you wanna influence him?”
Amanda grinned. “Maybe a little.”
“Just a little?”
“Okay, maybe a lot.”
She thought about it. Considered it. Ran a bunch of different possibilities quickly through her mind.
“Alright,” Amanda said finally. “I have an idea…”
“Whoa boy,” said Connor.
“No seriously.”
“Go on,” he said.
Amanda climbed back over her husband, chest to chest, skin to skin. His legs felt warm and wonderful against her thighs. His body, strong and hard, pressed hotly up against hers.
“What if we did this…” Amanda said, and then whispered into her husband’s ear. She told him her plan. She told him everything.
And when she finally pulled back, to gauge his reaction?
All Connor did was smile.
Other Books
Thank you for reading Hotwife Honeymoon Book Five: Naughty & Nice. Here’s hoping it nearly melted your kindle!
If you enjoyed this tale, you’ll definitely want to check out the Hotwife Chronicles - Hall Pass Series:
Hall Pass - First Time Shared
When Naomi's late night dinner party breaks out into an adult board game, things get interesting and erotic. And after three steamy minutes in a darkened closet with Julian? Naomi's night gets even wetter as she wins the game... as well a printed 24-hour exemption from her marriage, the Hall Pass.
At first she thinks nothing of it... until her adventurous husband Corey endorses it for her. Released from her marital vows for a single evening, Naomi is whisked away by Julian - Corey's sandy-haired, chiseled-bodied construction buddy - for a single night of ultimate, carnal lust.
Join Naomi's roller-coaster ride of emotions into the world of wifesharing, wife-swapping, and ho
twife pleasures. The sex is mind-blowing, the scenarios dripping with realism as Julian takes his new lover, body and soul, though the vigorous paces of spending her hall pass to the point where Naomi can barely stand up on her own two legs... and then returning her, soaked and disheveled, back into the arms of her loving husband.
Hotwife Chronicles - Explore the juicy, sexy world of wife-swapping, husband-sharing, and tag-teaming... through the eyes of first-time swingers making the plunge themselves. From MFM and FFM threesomes, to MFMF foursomes and even orgy play, the hotwife chronicles detail every thrilling, stomach-churning, even cuckold aspect of watching and enjoying your partner play with other people... and then joining in yourself on the dripping wet fun!
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About the Author
Jamie Hunter spins wild tales of heated erotica interwoven with suspense, intrigue, and of course, dripping hot sex.
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