Taste Test: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Lexi Archer

  It was a moment that was going to be seared into my memory for all of eternity. It was a memory that I was sure was going to be added to the permanent spank bank as something that I would use to keep warm on lonely nights when Leslie wasn’t in the mood. More than anything it was the sexiest fucking sight I think I’d ever seen from my wife, and she’d done a hell of a lot of sexy things over the years while we were together.

  Including the show she put on earlier today when she was showing off for those truck drivers and being such a naughty little minx.

  This Chris dude was getting more and more into it with each passing moment and I found myself egging him on silently as I was screaming in my head for them to just get on with it. For them to get to the good part where he was committing the ultimate violation on my pretty, petite, and oh-so spoken for wife. Where he was entering her pussy that was supposed to be mine, all mine, and committing the ultimate transgression.

  My cock was rock hard and throbbing in my pants. It was all I could do to keep control as I watched a brushing of my wife’s lips against his own quickly turning into something more. Quickly turning into their lips opening to one another as his arms snaked around her back and stayed there holding onto the small of her back as her mouth opened to his. It was almost as though he was hesitant about taking it too far. Almost as though he was afraid to move his hands down to cup her ass or up to cup one of her tits no matter how much he might want to.

  No matter how much I was still screaming at him within the confines of my brain to just grow a pair of balls and do it already. To start his exploration of my wife’s body. Fuck was it hot watching them melting into one another and hesitantly embarking on this forbidden exploration!

  Yeah, it was hot watching them on this exploration but at the same time I wanted to do so much more. I realized as I watched them that I wasn’t going to be content just standing off to the side with my cock in hand watching my wife with another man. No, I needed to participate in this. To really get things going.

  And so I got brave and did something that was a little against the script. I found myself moving forward and then I was pressing into my wife from behind. That got her to look over her shoulder in surprise for a moment, but it didn’t seem that she minded it from the way she started grinding her ass against my rock hard cock in a gesture that was at the same time familiar because it was something she did with me so very often and yet strange because when she was pulling away from me I knew her pussy was grinding against another man’s cock in the front.

  He didn’t seem to react at all. At least not to me suddenly showing up behind my wife. I’d worried that it might freak him out or scare him away, but from the way he was grinning down at Leslie it seemed as though I was completely forgotten.

  Which was fine with me. I didn’t have a problem with that lifestyle but I wasn’t exactly into the dudes either. No, my interest in this guy began and ended with what he could offer me. What he could offer my wife. With the naughty pleasures he could provide by helping us to violate our vow not to do exactly what we were about to do!

  Leslie quickly pulled him down into another kiss and he seemed more than happy to join her in that kiss. In a moment their lips were swirling and I decided to help him out a little. I grabbed one of his hands which was at her waist and he resisted for a moment but then when he realized I was pulling his hand down to cup her ass rather than pulling it down to cup something on me he went along with it.

  “Go ahead, feel her. Touch her. I know she’ll love it,” I said.

  Chris didn’t wast a moment after I gave him that encouragement. No, it was as though a dam had broken in his brain and his hands were moving all over my wife. He felt her tits and then his other hands was moving along her ass and trying to get down into her shorts. I stepped back for a moment to enjoy the show. To enjoy what I’d started. To enjoy the symphony of sounds as she gasped and moaned into his kiss. As another man felt up my wife in a moment that I’d dreamed of for so long.

  I’d always figured it would happen someday. Leslie was just too adventurous for it to not happen. I just didn’t know when that day would be, and the anticipation had killed me over the years. Now that it was actually happening it was something of a relief. I just hoped this wouldn’t be the only time this happened or we wouldn’t wait too long for the next one because I don’t think I could stand another few years of dying from anticipation!

  I moved back in. My hands snaked down to her waist and I pulled her back just a little so her ass was grinding against my cock. Chris took the cue and his own hands moved up to explore her tits and pull up on her shirt exposing her tight stomach to him.

  Meanwhile I was working on her shorts as we created the world’s sexiest sandwich with my wife in between. I felt lightheaded as I undid the snaps on her shorts. It was a gesture that was so familiar, something I’d done hundreds or maybe even thousands of times before, and yet it was so different this time because I knew that I was undoing her shorts to expose her to another man.

  Yeah, that thought really got the juices flowing in a way that I usually didn’t get turned on when I was just undressing her for my pleasure. Now I was undressing her for two men’s pleasure!

  Up top he’d pulled her halter top over her shoulders and she was lifting her arms up to give him better access. I paused with my hand on her zipper to look over her shoulder and enjoy this moment. Then I looked up to his eyes because his reaction to my wife’s body was far more interesting to me than actually looking at my wife’s tits which, while nice, were something I’d seen on countless occasions before.

  Chris gasped and licked his lips as my wife’s treasures were revealed to him. Then his head was moving down and his tongue was wrapping around her tits. I groaned and started pulling down on her bottoms as he devoured my wife’s tits. Fuck was this amazing! Fuck was it so fucking hot!

  As I pulled down on her shorts it revealed something that was a surprise even to me. I wondered if it was a surprise she’d anticipating showing off to some of the people we passed on the highway earlier and she’d chickened out at the last moment. Whatever the reason, it became abundantly clear to me as her ass came into view that my wife was going completely commando.

  Damn!

  And because she wasn’t wearing any underwear it was obvious just how turned on she was. Her shaved pussy was slick with her arousal and it was obvious she was ready to go. I couldn’t help myself. I had to taste her in that moment. I had to enjoy her pussy one final time before it was taken by another man, and so I moved forward and buried my face against her from behind, inhaling her scent and running my tongue up and down her slit.

  That got an immediate reaction, and why not? I tried to imagine how I would feel if the situation was reversed and I had two hot women at either end working on my body. I’d probably be pretty turned on as well!

  It seemed that Leslie was on a hair trigger though. No sooner was my mouth buried in her pussy and my tongue snaking up inside her than she was shaking and moaning and gasping with pure pleasure. I grinned as I felt her riding the wave of a small orgasm. If she was coming this quickly right now with just my mouth going to work on her then I anticipated her having one hell of an orgasm in a few minutes when we really got going!

  I pulled away when she was finished and she glanced down, her breathing coming in quiet gasps.

  “Damn baby,” she said.

  “Damn yourself,” I replied with a grin. Then I looked past her to Chris who’d pulled away from her tits which were glistening with his saliva and was looking down at me. “So you ready to go man?”

  “Fuck yeah I am!”

  Leslie looked to me and then to Chris. “So how are we going to do this? We don’t have lube so some things are off the table…”

  I realized what she meant, but I wasn’t interested in that anyways. No, I wasn’t interested in penetrating her while she had her first experience with another man. I just wanted to be with her. To feel her while it was happening. To look do
wn at her body while she was being violated by another man’s cock for the first time since we’d started dating. To see another man’s dick slick with my wife’s juices.

  That didn’t seem too much to ask, right?

  “First don’t you think it might be a good idea for us to get undressed?”

  Leslie giggled and started working on Chris’s clothes. I decided I’d let them have their fun and started getting out of my own clothes. As soon as I was naked I moved up to the head of the bed and sat down, leaning back against some pillows so it wasn’t too uncomfortable. Not that I thought I was going to have to worry too much about comfort once things really got going.

  No, something told me that as soon as I saw my wife having the kind of fun I was anticipating I wasn’t going to worry too terribly much about anything but the sight before me.

  Even now I was transfixed by the sight that greeted me at the foot of the bed. My wife standing there completely naked with her body on display for another man. For a hot young stud who looked to be fresh out of college and who was devouring her body with his eyes. In a flash he was out of his clothes, he did some fumbling of his own in his haste to be naked in front of my wife, and then I was treated to the sight of another man completely naked before my wife with his cock jutting out proudly and twitching as it strained for her.

  She obliged by reaching down and wrapping her hands around his cock. Starting to run her fingers up and down the shaft while her thumb worked at some of his precum. He threw his head back and let out a low guttural groan as she played with his cock, and then he started thrusting and fucking her hand.

  That went on for a little while until I finally cleared my throat both as a reminder that I was still sitting here at the head of the bed and because I was worried if that kept up for too much longer, no matter how hot it was to watch, they were going to run into a premature situation that would ruin the fun before it really started.

  Clearing my throat brought them both back to reality and Leslie had the good grace to blush. Then she climbed onto the bed and was crawling down to where I was sitting with my own cock standing straight up.

  She moved down and ran her tongue along the length of my cock and then she was sucking on the head. That felt great, but I also saw Chris starting to come up behind her and position his cock at her entrance and that wasn’t what I wanted at all. So even though I hated giving up on a potential blowjob, I took her cheeks in my hands and pulled her away from my cock.

  She cocked an eyebrow, but I didn’t let her move back down.

  “Roll over,” I said. “I want to watch while it’s happening.”

  Leslie grinned as she realized what I was after. And so she spun around just before Chris was at a point where he could impale her on his cock from behind. She was laid out before me and she scooted up so that she was lying against me with my hard cock pressed up against the burning flesh of her back.

  Chris adapted to this change of scenarios pretty quickly. He just started moving up again until his cock was positioned at her glistening entrance.

  I stared, entranced, at that spot where another man’s cock was poised to enter my wife. It was fascinating to watch. It was so much more real than any porno I’d ever watched about a cheating wife. Probably because at the end of the day those pornos were just that: pornos. This was the real thing. This was my wife. This was a man we’d invited into our bedroom and he was poised to take her.

  Leslie looked up to me and it was obvious what was going on. She wanted to be staring me in the eyes as another man entered her. And so I did. I glanced down at him and then back up at her as his cock split her down the middle. I watched the delicious ecstasy that played across her face as another man entered her. As his cock started sliding up inside that delicious wet warmth that had been my personal playground for so long and was now playing host to another man.

  “Fuck it feels good baby,” she said.

  “I know,” I said. “Enjoy it. Enjoy it for me.”

  The guy, Chris, was forgotten in that moment. He was nothing more than a sex toy with a pulse who was being pulled into our marriage. No, as I stared into Leslie’s eyes it was just the two of us in that moment that seemed to last forever. It was just us staring with love into one another’s eyes.

  Then he was bottomed out inside her and gasping. He looked up at us and the spell that had been holding us in one another’s attention was gone. Another man had his cock buried inside her. It was done.

  “Fuck this feels great,” he said.

  “Then do it,” Leslie moaned. “Fuck me!”

  He didn’t need any more encouragement. In a matter of moments he was plowing inside her like a champ. He was filling her with his cock and I watched in fascination as her tits bounced. As her stomach jerked up and down with her gasps, and at one point I almost thought I could see the head of his cock pressing out against her stomach which I’d never noticed before when I was fucking her, though surely it had happened since he was in the same size range as me and it was more a function of how petite my wife was than how massive our cocks were.

  Over and over he plowed inside her. Over and over she gasped and moaned and it seemed like she was heading for another orgasm. How many was that now? I couldn’t even remember.

  All I knew was Leslie’s body was shuddering in my arms. She was shaking and her body was slicked with sweat that was providing some lubrication down below causing her body to rub up and down the length of my cock every time she was fucked.

  I hadn’t anticipated actually getting turned on to the point of orgasm by feeling her back rub against me, but with the buffet of sights on display in front of me it seemed like it was going to happen after all. Damn!

  Leslie threw her head back against my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight as her quiet gasps turned to a loud series of moans that made it absolutely clear she was going over the edge. She’d had too much and she was being hit by the mother of all orgasms after a day of teasing and being so naughty.

  I looked from her face which was screwed up in that delicious look of agony that told me she was experiencing the ultimate pleasure a woman could feel down to the spot between her legs where this Chris guy was starting to pump erratically making it obvious he was on the edge of his own orgasm.

  With a final groan of his own he buried himself inside my wife and I had no doubt that he was pumping his seed inside her. Inside her unprotected pussy. Too late I realized that we hadn’t bothered with a condom or anything like that, though she was on the pill.

  Oops. Something to remember for next time, I suppose. Assuming there was a next time, which I very much hoped there would be!

  6: After

  A little while later we were reclining in our bed enjoying a pizza that had been ordered and sent up “compliments of the hotel.” It really was a nice ending to what had been one hell of a perfect evening.

  I looked over to Leslie who still looked captivating lying back on the bed with her hair all mussed and generally seeming like a hot mess. A hotter mess than I’d ever seen before!

  She glanced over to me and slapped my leg. “What?”

  “Just thinking about how beautiful you are,” I said.

  “You mean you’re thinking about how hot it was watching your wife fucking another man,” she said.

  “That too.”

  “So does that mean you’re going to want to do this again you perv?”

  I laughed. “As I recall you’re the one who surprised me by flashing a bunch of truckers while we were out on the highway. You’re the one who thought it would be fun to invite the hotel manager up here to have a good time. I didn’t do any of that.”

  “Mmhmm, but I didn’t see you complaining about any of that either,” she said.

  I leaned back and took another bite of my pizza. The television droned on in the background but it was mostly forgotten. Just background noise while I ran over everything that had happened this evening in my head.

  “Hell no I
’m not going to complain about any of that,” I said. “Today has been one of the hottest days we’ve had since we got married!”

  “I’ll drink to that,” she said, and she held up her plastic glass of wine. The bottle was just there on the floor where Chris left it after dropping it so he could get at my wife, and it seemed only fair that we should go ahead and make use of it.

  “So what would you think about having a round two with our manager friend?” Leslie asked.

  I thought about that. Really thought about it. It was one thing to have a spur of the moment experience like this. It was one thing to just go with the flow and let things happen. It was another thing entirely to do it two nights in a row though.

  Not that I was going to stop it from happening. I wasn’t lying when I said that was probably the single hottest experience we’d had in a hell of a long time, and it had become a new obsession for me. I couldn’t wait to see her with another man again.

  “I think we could work something out,” I said. “Are you going to call for more room service tonight?”

  Leslie giggled. “Are you kidding? I’m stuffed with pizza and I just got stuffed with something else. What I need right now is a shower and a good night’s rest. I was thinking maybe tomorrow we could go out shopping and maybe find something nice to surprise our new friend with.”

  I grinned. “Add some condoms to that mix and you’ve got yourself a deal!”

  Leslie grimaced. “Yeah, we didn’t think that one through too much, did we? We should probably pick up some lube as well. Wouldn’t want you to miss out on all the fun for two nights in a row!”

  I shivered as she mentioned me having my own fun. Despite her back slicked with sweat I hadn’t come earlier. I was suffering from what was probably the single worst case of blue balls I’d ever had in my life, but I didn’t really care. If anything that just added to the intensity of what I was feeling. It was driving me wild in the most incredible way possible being denied, and I knew it was going to make it that much more incredible when I did eventually have my fun.