Ten Year Reunion: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  David looked down at Abby and grinned. “Just like old times, right baby?”

  “Mmm,” She purred. “You have no idea. I forgot how good you were with those fingers, but I suppose you had no choice, right?”

  I couldn’t help but laugh at that, which drew a sharp look at from a David but I didn’t care. He needed to remember his place, no matter how hot this was.

  “Yeah, I guess I never had occasion to work on my skill with the fingers as much since we went straight to other things,” I said.

  Abby looked over at me and rolled her eyes. It was a look that said she understood exactly what I was doing, but she didn’t stop me. Whatever.

  “Well I think it’s time I had a little bit of that fun myself, don’t you think?” David said.

  Abby growled and pulled him down. They started making out again. This time there was a definite deliberateness to the way David moved. He started tugging down on her shorts, pulling her tight shorts and her panties down at the same time. He kissed down her stomach, then between her legs through her shorts, then he was down on the bed between her legs pulling down, down, exposing her pussy.

  I realized that I had no idea whether he’d actually seen her completely naked before. I’d gotten so jealous in the past that it was something that never came up. Only now it was a detail that I desperately wished I knew. Because from the way he was looking at her pussy as it was exposed to him it seemed as though he was staring at her for the first time. Not quite believing that he was actually getting to witness that delicious sight after so many years of waiting and fantasizing.

  I could tell even from here that she was slick and wet. I knew just how lubricated my wife could get when she was good and turned on, and after the way she just came on his hand I also had no doubt that she was more turned on now than she’d been in a while. I didn’t really see that as a knock on me or my lovemaking abilities though. She’d been that turned on with me before after all, and I’m sure the newness, the forbidden nature of what we were doing here, was adding something to the experience for her.

  David reached her feet and he pulled her shorts off entirely, tossed them behind him without even looking. He was at the end of the bed, and he didn’t even bother to wait for her to try and take his shorts off. No, he just stood and fumbled at his belt for a moment. I noticed with some satisfaction that he was having trouble getting it off. I imagined that he was dealing with more than a little bit of nerves as he pulled his belt off. I could only imagine how nervous he must be that he finally had my wife splayed out before him completely naked. That he was finally going to get to take this all the way. He was finally going to get to consummate their relationship in a way that he’d never been able to do back when they were sweethearts.

  Soon enough his pants fell to the ground. His boxers soon followed and his cock sprang out. There were no surprises today, no sir. I’d already gotten a look at him the night before when he was in the woods with my wife, and so I knew exactly what to expect. Her eyes widened slightly now that she was seeing him in the light of day, but she wasn’t seeing anything she hadn’t already seen before back in the day.

  Of course even if it was a familiar sight there was a major difference in what he was about to do with that cock. He hopped on the bed again and he was crawling up between her legs. His cock dangled and it looked like he was going to go straight for his forbidden goal. He was going to go straight to pressing his cock up inside her. She was certainly turned on to the point that I had no doubt he wouldn’t have any trouble getting in my wife, petite and tight as she was.

  Only as he got up, as they were chest to chest, as I saw his cock disappear between her legs and he started to reach down, no doubt with the intention of a guiding his cock home at long last, she surprised me by moving her hand up and pressing it against his chest.

  “No.”

  That word hung in the air. I blinked. Had she decided to back out at the last moment? Did she decide she wasn’t going to go through with it? If she did then I’d support that choice entirely, though I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t just a tiny bit disappointed that she decided to back out now.

  David looked just as incredulous. He arched an eyebrow as he stared down at her, but he made no move to press forward. Made no move to press his cock up inside her. To guide his cockhead against the lips of her pussy.

  “No?”

  Abby looked over at me and she was biting her lip. She was obviously deep in the throes of arousal. Which made it all the more confusing to me as to exactly why she’d decide at the last moment to put our fun to an end. What was her game?

  “I want you over here with me honey,” she said.

  I blinked. “Over there with you?”

  Abby nodded and I stood. I wasn’t sure exactly what she had in mind, but whatever she wanted I was more than willing to give it to her as long as it kept this experience going. As long as it made her comfortable. As long as I still got to see the impossible, strangely alluring sight of my wife with another man on top of her.

  So I moved over to the bed. I nearly tripped on my shorts which fell to the ground as soon as I stood so I kicked them to the side and climbed onto the bed. She pushed David up and he obligingly moved to the foot of the bed on his knees, sitting there with his cock pressed out looking for all the world like some sort of sculpted statue with his muscular torso and his cock jutting straight out straining for my wife. She giggled as she saw him sitting there.

  “What did you have in mind baby?” I asked.

  “Lean back against the wall,” she said.

  I complied, moving my legs out, and then she moved back to the position she’d just been in, lying back on the bed only this time she didn’t have her head on a pillow. No, this time her head was on my rock hard cock which was straining out through my boxers.

  Abby sighed as her head made contact with my cock, as she felt it throbbing underneath her. Her eyes closed for a moment and a wide smile spread across her face.

  “This is what I needed,” she said. “I needed to feel it, needed to feel you, while it’s happening.”

  I was intrigued by this new development, by this new position. No sooner had she moved her head back then she was smiling and gesturing for David to move back up between her legs. And he seemed more than happy to oblige her. He crawled up, his muscular arms moving across the bed, his cock swinging between his legs as it moved up between her legs. And I have to admit that this angle was definitely much better. I was getting a top-down view of everything as it happened.

  I could see clearly as he reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock. As he pressed forward and the head of his cock moved against my wife’s pussy lips. That definitely got a reaction out of her. She jumped as though she’d been hit by an electric shock. Her hips thrust up in much the same way they had while he was moving in and out of her with his fingers. Only this time when she moved her hips up it was his cock that was pressing inside her, it was his cock that was splitting her pussy straight down the middle. That was pressing inside her slick wetness. That slick wetness that, up until this very moment, had only been filled by my cock.

  Abby writhed underneath him and the movement of her head against my cock was incredible. I saw his cock disappearing inch after inch inside my wife. He was grunting and staring down at the spot where their bodies came together with intense concentration. He was breathing heavily, and I had no doubt he was thinking he was the luckiest son of a bitch in the world getting to experience something he never thought he’d get a chance to as he slowly sank inside my wife. As his cock buried itself until he was in to the hilt. Their bodies pressed together and he let out a deep gasping breath.

  For her part Abby still seemed just as it turned on, just as keyed up, as she’d been when he was using his fingers on her. If anything that earlier arousal, that earlier mind shattering orgasm, had probably primed her for one hell of a feeling it now that he was buried inside her. Abby panted and gasped as she looked up and locked eyes w
ith me. God she was so sexy. This was a moment I was never going to forget for the rest of my life. My wife looking up at me, locking eyes with me, her sexy body laid out before me, another man’s cock buried inside her as his muscular body hovered over hers.

  “God it’s so big honey!”

  Abby turned her attention back to David. Her mouth was open in a gasp of pleasure, she locked eyes with him, and her next words very nearly made me blow my load against the back of her head.

  “You fantasized about this for years, well here it is. Fuck me David!”

  Abby definitely didn’t have to tell him twice. He pulled out and rammed inside her. There was no slow lovemaking here. No, this was pure animal lust. This was a man who’d fantasized about fucking Abby for a decade, and he was finally getting a chance to bury his cock inside her in the way he’d wanted for so long. He was taking his pleasure, but at the same time he was giving as good as he was getting because Abby threw her head back and gasped. Locked eyes with me and smiled as he pulled out and slammed into her again.

  Over and over he pulled out and buried his cock inside my wife, filled her petite pussy with his rock hard dick. I was amazed she was able to take it all so quickly, but at the same time she was so aroused that I probably would’ve been amazed if she wasn’t able to take the whole thing so quickly. Either way I was impressed at the way she was fucking like a champ with so little preparation, is the point I’m trying to get at.

  It was odd been up here on the bed with them. Odd and yet so arousing. So incredible. In all of my fantasies of watching Abby with her ex-boyfriend I’d always been off to the side and definitely not participating. I’d never actually been on the bed with them, never had a front row seat watching his cock plunging in and out of her. Watching her tits bouncing up and down. Feeling the motion of their fucking every time he thrust inside her as her body was thrust against me.

  Hell, there were a couple of times he slammed against her with so much force, so much lust, that she very nearly knocked the wind out of me as her head rammed into my stomach.

  And through it all my cock throbbed. My cock twitched. The motion of her head moving back and forth, of her hair rubbing against my cock through my boxers, was an incredible sensation. That coupled with watching her getting fucked by another man was almost enough to send me over the edge.

  Abby’s cries were like a symphony. Hell, David’s grunts every time he bottomed out inside her delicious pussy, that delicious pussy that I loved so much, were also a turn on. Not quite as much as hearing my wife moan to the feeling of another man burying his cock inside her, but it was still up there.

  As his thrusting grew more insistent Abby did something incredible. Something that made my eyes roll into the back of my head. She turned her head to the side, and then she started tugging on my boxers, pulling on them until the outline of my cock was clearly visible. Then she started running her lips along the length of my shaft.

  “Oh fuck Abby!” I said as her lips wrapped around my cock through my boxers. “Fuck! Oh fuck!

  It took her a couple of tries, but her hand reached up and she managed to fish my cock out. And then a moment later the head of my cock disappeared into her beautiful lips. I felt myself being enveloped in my wife’s mouth as another man continued pounding her. We paused for a moment as Abby adjusted herself, as David allowed her to shift their position, and then she was ready to go again.

  David was down in between her legs, his cock buried inside her, his arms to either side of her petite body, his head only a foot or so away from mine as he hovered over my gorgeous wife. She was twisted to the side as she moved her head up and down my cock ever so slightly. The position was awkward enough that she couldn’t get more than a little bit past the head, but that was more than enough sensation for me. I moved my hand down and ran it through her hair as she ran her tongue around the head of my cock, as she moved her lips up and down, pulling them around the crown of my cock and then it back out again.

  David resumed his thrusting and this time having my cock in her mouth added a whole new dimension of pleasure. It added a whole new naughty level of sensation to watching my wife getting fucked. Because now not only was I listening to her moans, not only was I feeling her body shaking underneath his thrusts, now I could also feel her moans through my cock. That sent a delicious vibration running through my body that intensified the tingle in my cock, that moved in time with the impossible heat coursing through my body, that was pushing me towards the edge.

  And it felt like I wasn’t the only one who was approaching the edge. Down below David’s thrusting was becoming more erratic. His grunting was growing louder. He’d gone from short pounding strokes too long slow strokes, trying to bury as much of his cock inside my wife as he could. I imagined the head of his cock moving up inside her depths. Pressing deep inside her. Parting the walls of her pussy as his own cock started to tingle, as he prepared to unload inside her. As he prepared for that ultimate intimate moment, the ultimate intimate moment that had been denied him for ten years and he was finally going to take it.

  Abby was also going into overdrive with the feeling of two cocks inside her. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was moaning constantly. She was a barely moving her mouth up and down the head of my cock, almost as though she was distracted. And it’s not like I could blame her. If I was having as intense an orgasm as she probably was right now I’d be a little distracted as well.

  I looked down between her legs one final time. Just in time to see David bury himself to the hilt. To see his muscular stomach, his six pack abs, pressed against my wife’s flat toned stomach one final time as his cock was buried to the hilt. As he let out a groan and I had no doubt that he was unloading inside my wife. He was pumping her full of his cum. His cock was buried as far as it would go deep inside her and he was finally fulfilling that fantasy. Fulfilling my fantasy. Fulfilling the ultimate forbidden fantasy of another man unloading inside my gorgeous wife, my gorgeous one and only, and filling her unprotected pussy with his seed.

  As soon as he started exploding she went into overdrive, her back arched, and an impossible vibration moved from her mouth through my cock to the rest of my body. That coupled with what I was witnessing down between her legs, with imagining how he must be feeling burying his cock inside her, sent me over the edge and I was pumping my load inside her as well.

  Like I said, she seemed a little distracted and so she didn’t swallow like she usually did. And so I was treated to the sight of my wife with another man’s cock filling her down below and her gorgeous petite mouth, her amazing lips, overflowing with my cum as I filled her with a reservoir that had been building up inside me despite the fact that I’d gotten off the night before when I fucked her in his truck in a way he’d never been able to.

  My load dribbled out of the corner of her lips and fell onto the bright pink comforter.

  Her moans were turning to screams that were barely muffled by my cockhead. Her back was arched, her tits were pressed up with her nipples straining out in a way that almost looked painful only I knew how sensitive they were, I knew how incredible she must be feeling. Her flat stomach was tensed between our bodies as our cocks filled her with our loads at either end.

  Fuck this was intense. Fuck this was hot! I saw darkness dancing at the edge of my vision and stars moved towards the center. David seemed to be tensed up and his muscles were positively shaking from the intensity of the feeling coursing through his body. Abby was vibrating under me, actually vibrating, as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure slammed through her body. I knew from experience how to recognize one hell of an intense orgasm in my wife, and this one seemed like it was going to top all the charts.

  Only all good things must come to an end. Even that intense pleasure couldn’t last forever. I collapsed against the wall behind her bed. Abby’s toned stomach moved down and then she was resting against the pink comforter, a stain forming where my seed had dribble out of the corner of her mouth. David let out a final gr
oan and then he was collapsing to the side. His massive muscular chest was moving up and down as he gasped for breath. Abby was taking long deep shallow breaths of her own and looking up at me with a smile on her face.

  That was a moment that was going to be burned into my memory forever. The sight of my naked petite wife lying there on her pink bed, my cum trickling out of the corner of her mouth and down below his cum trickling out of her pussy. A muscular man, her old boyfriend, lying to her side and her breathing heavily.

  Yes, this fantasy had been every bit as intense as I imagined, and already I couldn’t wait until the next time. Whoever next time ended up being with.

  Epilogue: Again?

  I have to admit this was the first time I was sad to see the city limits sign for Abby’s hometown. It told us to come back soon, as though many people our age ever came back for anything other than holidays.

  “So that was a pretty fun weekend,” I said.

  Abby looked over to me and smiled. “Fucking amazing!”

  “So do you feel like you got something out of your system finally getting a chance to get with David?”

  “It was fun getting with David, but I don’t know if I got something out of my system. If anything I’d say I got something in my system.”

  I raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

  “Yup, probably the same thing you’ve got in your system.”

  I thought about that as I looked down the two-lane highway. Cornfields as far as the eye could see, though I didn’t mind them so much now. I was even starting to have a little bit of affection for the damned things after that party in the field, after this whole weekend. After the amazing things that had happened on our visit to Abby’s small town.