Hot Dates 2: Living as a Shared Wife

by McCurran, Kirsten

  The kiss did not last nearly long enough and the girls carried the alcohol into the living room, where the guys waited. There was a shaker of salt, but no limes. I hadn’t planned on my wife doing complex tequila shots with anyone.

  “Sorry there’s no limes,” Dana apologized. “I don’t think my friend keeps the fridge well stocked. She’s away on business as often as not.” Was that her way of signaling to Carlos that he could have her there whenever he wanted?

  Carlos took my wife by the waist and kissed her while she held the tequila bottle high. He palmed her ass and she wiggled it for him. Jealous and arousal speared through me. It was funny how watching Dana kiss Gabi was nothing but hot, but her kissing Carlos still sparked that primal jealousy, even after seeing her with so many men.

  “That’s okay, baby. Make sure your friend is better prepared next time,” he said. There was no missing how he referred her friend. So if he didn’t think it was a friend’s place, what did he really think was going on? It was apparent he didn’t care as long as he got to fuck my wife.

  “I don’t need lime anyway, that’s only for if you’re a chocha,” Gabi said, taking the tequila from Dana, after handing Javier his beer.

  Gabi broke the seal on the bottle and opened it. I was glad I got the good stuff, because she opened it and knocked it right back. Most guys I know wouldn’t even do that. Gabi was a party girl. She wiped her lips on the back of her hand and pressed the bottle to Carlos’s lips. He tilted his head back and took a long swallow. Carlos only coughed a little, maintaining his dignity. It was Dana’s turn, and I knew she was not going to take it as well.

  Dana began to cough and gag the second Gabi poured it into her mouth. I don’t know how much made it down her throat, but a lot poured down her neck and soaked her dress. That didn’t bother Gabi, who began licking at the tequila on my wife’s neck. Carlos moved just enough so Gabi could get really close. Gabi even kissed her wet tits, but didn’t linger too long. Instead she brought the bottle to Javier, who easily took as much tequila as Gabi was willing to pour.

  “Maybe it will be easier this way, Di,” Gabi said. She took a big slug of the amber fluid into her mouth and set the bottle aside.

  Gabi kissed Dana hard and it looked like only a little of the tequila escaped. But the kiss did not end with the shared shot. The girls were standing in front of the couch and I had a perfect view of them from the camera mounted in the television. Their kiss was frenzied and they pawed each other’s bodies while their tongues dueled. I knew that at least part of the attraction for my wife was all the men watching her—not just the ones in the room, but me at home. She kissed Gabi like she wanted to devour her.

  My cock strained at my gym shorts and I gave up resisting. I pulled the shorts down and grabbed my hot shaft. Was it pathetic that I sat home masturbating while my wife was out having all the fun? I had mostly convinced myself it wasn’t, but there was always going to be that niggling doubt at the back of my mind that I was really just a weak fool. Dana was having an epic sex life and I was just in the shadows, masturbating. But those feelings of weakness were part of the heady cocktail that addicted me to watching my wife with other men. That sick-sweet feeling was my high. I could come in seconds from watching, but that peculiar feeling would be with me all night.

  Gabi was pulling at the strings that held Dana’s top in place. It was a pretty complicated garment and she figured out it was easier to just pull it over her head and off. In that brief moment the girls stopped kissing, I swear Dana looked right into the camera at me. She looked a little dazed, maybe unsure, but there was no way for me to give her a sign. And then Gabi was pulling her onto the couch and Dana went with her happily.

  Carlos and Javier stood around the couch, admiring the show as much as I did. I hadn’t shot my load yet, but that was only because I’d had so much practice watching my wife. I wanted to hold out for a really good image, something to burn into my mind.

  Dana was reclined on the couch, but not lying down, and she pulled at Gabi’s dress, trying to wrestle it from her body. It looked like Gabi wanted her dress gone too, but did not want to stop kissing and touching Dana. She massaged my wife’s tits, letting the pink, stiff nipples peek out between her fingers. But Dana didn’t have to take Gabi’s dress off to get at her body. The front of that dress was so low cut, so open, that my wife could just pull it open to expose Gabi’s small, brown tits. I couldn’t see much from my angle, but Gabi moaned into their kiss, so Dana had done something right.

  Gabi stood , grabbed her dress from the bottom, and whipped the whole thing over her head. A tiny g-string barely covered anything, and for a moment I thought she wasn’t wearing anything at all under the dress. Dana reached up to touch her, fingers gliding over Gabi’s flat stomach and then over her breasts. Dana teased her nipples with her fingertips, and Gabi threw her head back for a throaty moan. Gabi’s two-tone hair spilled down her back.

  Javier muttered something in Spanish—it sounded like he was telling Gabi something—and Gabi pounced on my wife. Dana welcomed her with open arms, and after a hot kiss Gabi worked her way down Dana’s hot body. Gabi kissed and nibbled Dana’s neck until she was shaking and moaning uncontrollably. She feasted on Dana’s tits, using teeth, fingers, nails to bring my wife to a frenzy. Dana’s eyes were squeezed closed and she moaned Gabi’s name over and over. It was almost like she forgot anyone else was in the room. Gabi pushed up Dana’s skirt, unzipping the sides, and my wife lifted her butt to help. I noticed immediately that Dana was not wearing panties. Where did she lose them, and how?

  The men shared a look and Carlos gave Javier the nod. In retrospect, it was so weird that Carlos was giving his friend permission to touch my wife, but then I didn’t matter there. Dana was Carlos’s woman for the night in every way that mattered. And he seemed content to sit back and watch her be ravaged, at least for the moment.

  Dana didn’t notice Javier kneeling beside the couch. She was way too focused on Gabi, whose face was buried between her legs. Gabi’s long hair was spread out so all I could really see was the motion of her head as she went down on my wife, but sweet Jesus that was enough. Dana bucked her hips up at the Latina and her cries grew louder and louder.

  Javier moved in, playing with Dana’s tits and pinching her nipples. Her eyes flew open and she looked surprised that it wasn’t Carlos touching her, but she didn’t stop him. No, my wife did the hottest thing ever. She grabbed the back of Javier’s head and pulled him into a sexy kiss. Yeah, that was all I needed. With a grunt, I shot my load, making a mess of the shorts I’d pulled down. I kept tugging my cock while I watched and I never went completely soft.

  It felt like I was watching a replay of years before, when Dana was with our friends in that cabin, but this was so much hotter. For one thing, these were virtual strangers enjoying my wife. And for another, I could clearly see the gleam of her wedding rings against Javier’s thick black hair as she held him in for that kiss. Dana was the perfect slut!

  Dana bucked on the couch, tearing her mouth away from the kiss so that she could scream her passion. Javier smoothly moved to sucking her nipples and playing with her tits. I could see that not only was Gabi going down on my wife, but she was fingering her pretty hard too, based on the way Gabi’s arm moved. And Carlos wasn’t just watching any longer. I’d been so focused on Dana that I didn’t notice him drop his pants and move in behind Gabi. His thick cock bobbed between his shirttails as he moved. A hand was thrust between Gabi’s thighs from behind and he was slowly teasing her cunt.

  “Oh God! Oh God! Fuck…ohgodohgodohgod!” Dana cried.

  Her words became an unintelligible cry and she was clearly coming—coming hard. Dana twisted and arched her back off the couch one last time, holding there until she lost her strength and collapsed, dropping like a spent shell.

  Gabi lifted her face from Dana’s pussy and licked her glazed lips. She flicked her hair and turned back to Carlos, saying, “Why don’t we move this to the bedroom?”
r />   “Nice idea,” he agreed.

  My wife seemed a little dazed when Javier helped her up from the couch and led her back to the master bedroom, with the others following. She looked extra slutty in just her heels and the skirt pushed around her waist. I’d bought a king-sized bed, but the foursome was still going to be a tight squeeze.

  I switched to the master bedroom cameras, splitting the screen into quarters. Dana and Javier were on the far side of the bed, near the foot. She had one knee up on the bed and he held her face in both hands while they kissed. Carlos was pawing at Gabi’s ass while she dug in her purse. Maybe she was the keeper of the condoms. They couldn’t know both nightstands were loaded with them. But no, Gabi brought out a little cocaine. These really were party people.

  To my knowledge, Dana had never done any hard drugs, but had she indulged earlier? Did that explain her reckless behavior? The thought of my sweet wife doing a line in a club sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t know if I was more horrified or turned on by her abandon—if she had done it.

  Gabi snorted some off her pinkie nail and then offered a bump to Carlos, who happily accepted. She walked around the bed and offered Javier some. He vigorously snorted his. Gabi placed one more hit on her nail and offered it to Dana, who looked unsure.

  “Aren’t we past holding back, Di?” Gabi asked. She applied gentle pressure to the back of my wife’s head and Dana leaned forward and snorted the white powder. She looked startled when her head snapped back.

  I couldn’t believe it! Of everything I’d seen her do, this was the most shocking. My wife had gone to a new place and I wasn’t even sure if I knew who she was. I didn’t want to judge her—I knew that was unfair—but it still scared me. And excited me. My cock was steel as I watched Dana cross that line. Somehow I knew there were no more limits.

  Gabi and Dana kissed, then Javier and Dana kissed, and then Javier and Gabi were making out while Dana touched them both. I felt a little guilty that my wife didn’t have my full attention, but Gabi really was stunning naked. Tall, lean, with an amazing ass and cute little tits. She just looked like she was built for fun. The two Latinos kept kissing and Carlos came behind Dana to turn her attention to him.

  Dana went right into kissing Carlos like she had been the others. It was like it didn’t matter much to her who she was touching and kissing. But paying closer attention, that wasn’t quite true. She clung to Carlos, thrust herself at him in a way she didn’t present herself to the others. It looked like he provoked a feral response in her that the others didn’t. Just watching, I could almost feel how badly she needed him. She wrapped both arms around his neck and held the back of his head while they intensely kissed.

  Carlos pushed Dana onto the bed and confidently stood over her while slowly unbuttoning his shirt, which he tossed onto a chair in the corner of the room. I’d put that chair there in case there ever came a time I would want to be in the room. It was hard to imagine sitting in the corner and watching while an orgy went on in front of me. If I didn’t take a turn with Dana and Gabi I really wouldn’t be a man, would I?

  Gabi turned her attention back to Carlos and took over removing his pants. My wife eagerly watched them, waiting for a fucking she’d been craving all night. Gabi freed his cock and stroked it up and down while smiling at Dana. It was like she was saying, I know what you want and I have it. Should I give it to you? My wife looked like she was ready to beg if Gabi asked.

  Javier was in the corner by the nightstand and he was nearly nude. Did Gabi help him while I was paying attention to Dana? Javier was clad only in black briefs when he climbed onto the bed and began touching my wife. She responded immediately. She moaned and pushed at his hands when he playfully groped her tits, then moaned deeply when he pinched and pulled her nipples. Dana gasped when he went too hard, but he eased back to just how she likes it. He rubbed her smooth, slick mound and her legs just fell open, an invitation to a man she hardly knew.

  Carlos kept his attention on my wife, even though Gabi was pleasuring him. He seemed to enjoy watching Javier play with her. Gabi was on her knees and sucking his thick cock like a champ. His girth didn’t seem to slow her down at all.

  Dana was moaning constantly, eyes flicking between the two men as Javier touched her. She looked like she didn’t know what to do. He didn’t finger her, but just rubbed her pussy and she cried out every time he grazed her clit. I bet she would have come in two seconds if he just concentrated there. She wasn’t the only one close. I had to keep slowing down as I stroked myself or I would have blown my load already. I didn’t want to come until I was seeing something truly magnificent, and the show just kept getting better and better.

  My wife reached for Javier’s package and when he moved closer on the bed she nearly tore his briefs off. He shed them while managing to only lose contact with her for an instant. He didn’t have the monster cock Carlos did, but his shaft was quite long and a good handful when Dana fisted it. By the way she stared at that cock, she wanted more than to just touch it. She pulled him closer and he scooted over on the bed until he could feed her his shaft. Dana lovingly kissed the head and then stuffed it into her mouth.

  Carlos pulled Gabi to her feet and turned her around. A firm hand on her back bent the girl forward until she rested on her elbows, just beside Dana. He slid in behind her, cock aimed at her sex, and pushed it inside her in one long, deliberate thrust.

  “Mmm, harder, papi, harder,” Gabi pled, pushing back against his languid thrusts.

  He was fucking Gabi, but he was watching my wife. Dana had been focused on the cock in her mouth, but when Gabi spoke she twisted her head as best she could to see the other couple fucking right beside her. I swore I saw jealousy in her eyes. That twisted my stomach just a little tighter. Carlos grabbed Gabi’s perfect ass and rammed her so hard the bed shook. She cried out, begging for more, and he gave it to her.

  Javier held the back of Dana’s head and fed her his cock, forcing her attention back to him. He wanted her best, not a distracted blowjob. He tilted her head up, forcing himself farther down her throat and she closed her eyes and took him, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked him. Did she want to get it over with so she could get back to the man she really wanted?

  “Fuck me, papi! Fuck me!” Gabi cried, hanging her head as she shoved herself back at Carlos just as hard as he gave it to her.

  Gabi reached out blindly, touched Dana, and then followed her curves to find my wife’s cunt. Dana gasped into her mouthful of cock when Gabi began fingering her. First the Latina used two slender fingers, but then added a third and vigorously finger-fucked Dana. I could see Dana struggling to keep sucking Javier’s prick as the feelings in her pussy took over, but he held her head and just kept steadily feeding her cock.

  The scene on my screen had become a full-blown orgy. I had thought I would be treated to a night of my wife getting fucked by her cop lover—and was thrilled about it—but what I got was insane. I would have never thought I’d see anything like that—especially with my wife at the middle of it. My cock ached and I couldn’t resist coming any longer. I barely had a tissue in place when I shot my load. But while I was coming, everyone on my screen was still going at it.

  Gabi must have been primed and ready, because she came very quickly. She howled like a banshee and sagged to the bed, leaving her motionless fingers buried in my wife. Carlos kept fucking her for a moment longer, but then pulled out. That thick cock was even more impressive when thick with her juices. It suddenly struck me that he hadn’t used a condom, and I was surprised. These people seemed to fuck around a lot, weren’t they worried about catching something?

  Carlos stepped away from Gabi—who rolled onto her side to watch—and moved right to Dana, pulling her legs farther apart. Dana opened her eyes and watched as he got into position, wielding his blunt instrument, and then rubbed her pussy with it. Her hips twitched. She wanted it. She didn’t seem to care that he wasn’t wearing a condom. I felt sick. He held her ass and lifted it off the bed,
and it was Gabi who grabbed his cock and put it into my wife. They did it like they had done this many times before. Carlos pulled Dana onto him and buried his naked cock inside her.

  Dana grunted into Javier’s cock. He didn’t seem to mind sharing her, as long as he kept getting to use her mouth. Dana reached for Carlos and it was unclear if she was trying to pull him closer or push him away, but when he started fucking her it was clear what she wanted. Her eyes seemed to roll back into her head and she gave herself to the two men completely.

  I was dizzy and really did feel like I might throw up. This was not my wife’s first threesome, but I still was not prepared for what I saw. That first time was not live, and that made a huge difference, though I’m not sure why. And Dana, Zach and his roommate were just three drunk, stoned people having fun.

  I couldn’t shake the feeling that this time my wife was being used like a piece of meat by these guys. Carlos and Javier were using her body with intent, like she was their whore for the night. And wasn’t she? They really weren’t wrong. Worst of all, I think I felt so sick because I was so turned on. I was harder than I’d ever been. Seeing my wife used like that fulfilled all my darkest fantasies. I guess it really was what I wanted. But I still didn’t know that I could handle it.

  “Turn her over,” Carlos said.

  “Damn, she can suck a cock,” Javier commented.

  “Yes she can,” Carlos agreed.

  Dana was pliant and let them roll her over, though she looked shaky on her hands and knees. Even at that break she didn’t demand Carlos put on a condom. She was too busy reaching for Javier’s cock.