Gentle: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Jason Lenov

  I looked to the side. From what I could see of him in my peripheral vision he looked different. Changed somehow. Was it my imagination or the way the light fell on his eyes? Why did they have a reddish hue? Was the smile more wicked now? Was his gaze more insistent? More urgent? More demanding?

  "I-I'm sorry, sir?"

  "There's no shame in it!" he hissed. "Touch yourself, Matthew! Show Anna Elizabeth the kindness she showed you when you were deep inside those other women!"

  What?!? "What...what kindness, sir?" I begged.

  "Don't you remember? How do you think she felt when you were revealed being relieved by another woman's hand! Or with your little prick stuffed into that bred whore's sloppy cunt? Did she judge you then? No! She didn't! And now you wouldn't do her the favor of showing that you love her? Show her that your jealousy and judgment will not interfere with your love! Wrap your hand around your cock and pump, Matthew. Pump!"

  He spoke with such conviction, such ferocity and with so much fire in his whispered orders that I feared my life was at stake if I didn't do what he asked! There was also the small matter of my own need which had by then swollen between my legs. Reluctantly at first, I took myself in hand, the warmth of my palm causing me to groan aloud.

  Anna Elizabeth turned her eyes. The cock was still in her mouth and as she turned the head of it bulged in her cheek. Her eyes widened as she saw what I was doing. Suddenly a fresh hunger seemed to fill her and keeping her eyes on me she began to suck and bob upon the dark cock. It was as if she were enjoying seeing me enjoying her little performance.

  I couldn't help a glance between her legs. Animal instinct, no doubt. There, illuminated by the flickering light of the fire, a single strand of grool seeped from the soaked lips of her tight pussy. It was weighed down by a thick droplet at its end.

  My body quaked at the sight and at the thought of what it must taste like to be between those legs.

  "You see it?" Pater Rex growled. "I know you do. I see your eyes resting on her tender slit. I can smell your hunger for that mess. Go now. Go to her. Lie down between her loins and lap up what she's offering you. It's because of you she drips like that!"

  I began to tremble. I wanted nothing more than to do what he was commanding but how would I know if Anna Elizabeth would...

  Even before I had thought the question, she answered it with her legs. Hanging off the fat cock with her mouth, she rocked first this way, then that, spreading her plump thighs and creating a perfect space underneath her for my head.

  I looked to the side. Pater Rex urged me on with greedy eyes. As if he had some interest in this vile act, too. My whole body was crying out "Go!" and yet there was something...

  What was it?

  A doubt. The tiniest sliver of a doubt. Why did it feel like this was something I could not turn back from? Something I could not undo once done?

  Silliness! Nonsense! Anything done could be undone. This was just a story like any other. A story of these people that I could make mine or not. It was just a pleasant coincidence that it made me raging hard. Piling all doubt into that darkest corner of my mind, I scuttled forward and dropped to my knees in front of Anna Elizabeth.

  As our eyes met her mouth popped off the cock. "Oh Matthew!" she whispered, her breath smelling like the musk of another man's erection. "How I love you," she said even more softly, lowering her eyes and smiling as she watched me stroking myself in honor of her. She looked up with her bright blue eyes. "Would you...would you like to taste me?"

  "Oh Anna Elizabeth!" I gasped. "Yes! Please yes!"

  She looked around herself, her eyes guiding me towards the curve of her bottom.

  I shuffled around her, turned my back to her then lowered myself fully to the ground. The stone was cold on my back but I was so heated by the prospect of what was about to happen that I barely noticed. Using my shoulder blades and arms I worked myself between her legs.

  My cock lurched and flexed as I passed the tight and tender hole of her backside. I turned my head to one side so that the drip of her excretion caught my cheek and as I worked myself further touched my tongue. Oh God how salty-sweet the now cooled fluid tasted! I hungered for more! Pushing my shaking tongue out of my mouth I touched the tip of it to her dampened lips.

  My reward for this was a low groan from up above. From the sounds of it I knew she must have the cock once again in her mouth. That made a pang of jealousy shoot through me but what did I have to now be jealous about?!?

  I was the one who got the pleasure of pressing his face between her legs!

  I was the one who could taste her juices and spread her lips and plunge into her!

  I was the one that could make her shake and shiver with just my tongue.

  I worked myself up, just a little further, just until my eyes poked out from under her. It was an astonishing view above. Anna Elizabeth's pert breasts heaving and swaying as she spread her viscous mucous all over that hardened shaft.

  Just as I found the perfect spot beneath her I felt her sink lower and settle her generous bottom on my chest. It took some of the wind out of me but I was glad for it. Now I had unfettered access to her pristine cunt. Trembling, now from joy, I slipped my tongue between her untouched folds and let more sticky heat pour into my mouth.

  Chapter 11

  Who thought I would find heaven in a woman's cunt? That salty reward of spewing fluid from splitting the lips of her sex made my hand begin to pump. I had never tasted anything so holy or so pure! I plunged my tongue into her soft hole, begging for more.

  Her answer, as she bobbed and licked and suckled overhead, was to settle on me even more.

  I plunged my tongue into her fuck-hole, lapping up all the juice that I could find. And when there was no more to be found I swept it up and down her dew-stained lips. That led me to find a place, at the top of her slit, where touching her made her tremble and shake. I experimented a few times and then realized that this must be her clit. So I began to flick it and she began to moan onto the dick that she was sucking above me.

  I flicked it and licked it and flicked it, each time relishing the reaction that it brought. When she started moaning I felt the hot swell of seed begin to squeeze from my balls.

  Long, low moans turned into a series of shrill squeaks, all dampened by the rigid flesh she had in her mouth. The closer she came to her climax, the more hot juice poured from her throbbing cunt. I licked it and swallowed it all, cherishing each drop of my beautiful Anna Elizabeth's gift. Soon there was so much pouring from her that I could barely keep up and some of it began to spill down my chin onto my neck.

  Anna Elizabeth began to writhe and shake above me, rocking her hips in time with my licks. Each thrust got harder until she was grinding her whole pelvis against me, smashing the back of my head into the ground.

  I didn't care! I was in heaven! If I could I would have never left this place.

  I felt the muscles in her pussy start to squeeze. I felt her gushing turn even hotter. I knew she was close to a release and the thought made me close too.

  "Ungh!" came her tortured groan.

  "Mmppff!" I screamed into her muff. The searing pleasure of an orgasm exploded both into and out of me. Rippling up my spine and retching out of the red head of my cock. I stared up at the sight of Anna Elizabeth stuffing that black muscle into her mouth over and over and over and over until...

  His hands came up to hold her head and chin. He changed his stance, stepping a little wider.

  She leaned forward. Giving her mouth to him.

  He plundered that sweet hole, burying his rigid muscle deep into her throat. Until her neck was shaped like him. Then he began to seed.

  I watched the outline of his pole pulsing in her throat.

  With her mouth pried apart, she began to squeeze her neck muscles, swallowing his gift and coaxing more of it from him. I lost track of how long he held her that way but I could see his eyes staring at the angel he was desecrating.

  When he finally stepped back, wit
hdrawing himself and all the cum and spit and bile that came with him drooled out from her mouth some of it dripping onto my forehead.

  With no ceremony at all, no loving look or kiss or touch, he wrapped himself into his robe, turned and disappeared into the wall behind the bookshelf once again.

  As Anna Elizabeth gasped and coughed above me, strands of white-hot spunk still dripping from her lips, I began to realize that I needed air. I lifted my hands to her soft hips and pulled on them until she knew what I needed and shifted herself up my chest so I could breathe.

  She gazed down. A loving smile formed on her lips. A glob of sperm, too heavy for its strand, loosed itself and fell into my mouth before I closed it. And even though this time it was another man's and that was filthy, I savoured the taste because it had once touched her sweet lips and mouth. Then I swallowed it. Then I opened my mouth, asking for more.

  The act arched her eyebrows with affection and she put her palms on my cheeks. Pursing her lips she let a thin strand of what sticky mess she had left between her cheeks come oozing out. It dripped, slow and heavy until it touch my tongue. A single strand of another man's seed tying us together. This was no the story we shared. The story we would tell ourselves.

  As the strand thinned at its end, Anna Elizabeth moved her hands so she could hold my mouth open with both thumbs and spat what little she had left into it. And I took it all because now I knew that I loved her and that my wife would be devoted to this angel and she could do with me what she pleased.

  Then Pater Rex came. With a helping hand he lifted her from me.

  As soon as she was gone I missed the taste and scent of her center and longed for it again. He robed her, kissed her forehead and patted her bottom as he sent her back into the dark space behind the bookshelf to disappear who knows to where? He walked around the room, sat down at his desk and I heard him lean back in his leather chair.

  Somehow, I knew then that I must wait for his instruction.

  "Now you may rise, Matthew." His voice was gentle but firm.

  I did what he asked.

  "Clothe yourself."

  I did what he asked.

  "Sit."

  I did what he asked.

  "Now you know the story that we tell here. Now you know that it's a different tale. Yet, you still love her, don't you Matthew?"

  "Yes..."

  He grinned. "Good, Matthew. Good." He leaned forward. "I've been waiting for Anna Elizabeth to find a man just like you."

  Chapter 12

  I had to bring myself to release again that night. Even with Tobias in the room, though he was sleeping. Even after what had happened and what I'd seen and the orgasm I'd had. The images just kept coming as I closed my eyes. Like a train rushing past they played over and over in my mind to the chorus of Pater's last words to me.

  Then watch us as we fuck your whore to hell!

  I pumped myself making the bed squeak and shift along the floor. And in my second moment of ecstasy I thought of what that cock had looked like, exploding inside Anna Elizabeth and sending seed spewing down her throat.

  That led me to thinking that she was somewhere in the compound. She was lying with that seed inside of her. It was of course not dangerous that she would grow with child from it. But the question begged itself, what else would they do to her? What did Pater Rex and the thirteen men have in store for my angel?

  I was not long in finding out.

  The light of day brought the three Anna's from the mothering barn into our room. They giggled and snickered and attacked Tobias first. The three of them crawled up onto his bed, Anna Casala sinking onto his mouth in a deep kiss. Anna Tempera took his morning wood into her mouth and sheathed him completely into her throat. And Anna Karita worked herself between his thighs and I watched as she took first one nut into her mouth, then the other making Tobias jerk.

  So I became hard as I watched the three of them sucking and slurping on him as his toes wiggled in ecstasy. Anna Casala soon began to tug on his nipples and this proved too much for the lanky Tobias as he erupted into Anna Tempera's mouth with a fevered groan.

  She kept him in her mouth until the end of his ejection while the other two Anna's took up positions on the edge of his bed. They spread their legs wide and let their bellies hang low towards their stretched cunts. Anna Tempera waited for his last fits to subside, then pulled her mouth off his cock and pressed it quickly to his lips. I knew she was feeding him his own semen and I grew harder at that fact and under the two Anna's stares.

  Then Anna Tempera also sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Like an animal that had just been flogged, Tobias shrunk down off the bed and crawled on all fours to where the women were waiting. I watched as he serviced them one by one, licking their pussies until they each shot a hot gush of clear cum over him. By the time he was finished he looked exhausted and collapsed on the floor as the three women heaved themselves from the bed.

  I shuddered as I watched all three sway and swerve around the room, their full breasts hanging heavy, their bellies low as they made their way now towards my bed.

  "Oh," Anna Karita tittered, "this one's new. We should be gentle."

  Over their shoulders I saw that Tobias was still lying prone on the bed, his body spasming in fits and jerks from his recent pleasure.

  They swarmed up and two of them pulled away my covers leaving me naked with my rigid cock in full view.

  "You're Matthew, right?" Anna Casala cooed as she crawled up onto the bed beside me.

  "Yes," I whispered as she ran two fingers down my chest.

  She leaned close and nibbled at my ear as I watched Anna Tempera spread my thighs apart and flick her tongue against my balls.

  My cock jerked.

  "Have you seen her yet?" Anna Casala teased.

  "Seen her? Seen who?"

  "Your fiancee! Have you seen her take another man?"

  I grunted at the pleasant pain of one testicle getting sucked into Anna Tempera's mouth. Meanwhile, from the other side, Anna Karita settled on the bed and wrapped a fist around my rock-hard shaft.

  "Yes," I breathed.

  "And," she purred. "Did you like it?"

  At that moment I felt my other testicle get slurped up, my whole sack now swallowed into Anna Tempera's mouth.

  She looked up with wide blue eyes and her tongue coursed along my wrinkled bag. I shuddered and made to squeeze my thighs. I'd never yet felt at someone's mercy so intensely! Anna Karita settled me by stroking my cock. The pleasant tickle coloured the discomfort of my balls being prodded by a tongue.

  "Yes," I whispered.

  "Oh good," she cooed. She touched a finger to my chin and let it fall until it was at the center of my chest. Then she trailed it across until it was touching my nipple. With a wicked smile she pressed her thumb against it and then twisted my tender bud.

  "Ah!" I shouted at the sudden surge of lusty pain.

  Taking her cue, Anna Tempera began sucking even harder. As if she were trying to suck my balls down into her throat. Anna Karita's pumping stayed even but the effect of all three sensations was to draw the seed from out of my core and towards the tip of my throbbing rod.

  "Today is very special," Anna Casala whispered. She trailed across my chest and touched my other nipple.

  Twist!

  "Ah!"

  "Today you'll have to watch a fucking!" She seemed to delight in saying the word "fucking" and the sound of it made me cry out again. "Today you'll be allowed to kiss her!"

  "Kiss her?!?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Was it really to be?!? Would I finally be able to press my lips against hers and feel the heat of her mouth?!?

  "Yes!" Anna Casala said, smiling.

  Twist!

  Anna Tempera's practised tongue began to sweep around my balls now as she sucked them even deeper into her mouth.

  Anna Karita's hand swept up and down my raging shaft. With each pump she twisted her fist, squeezing me and urging the seed from me.

  "But,
" Anna Casala cooed, "you'll have to pay a price!"

  Price? What price?!? What else could they ask of me, these nymphs and their overseer?

  "She has a sweet little back hole, doesn't she?" Anna Casala leaned over me, lifted her breast and plopped it firmly into my mouth, feeding me her leaking nipple.

  Pleasure surged through me as her fresh cream spilled onto my tongue. She pulled herself away and leaned over me, kissing me this time. Her tongue probed into me and I pushed back with mine. Her mouth was so hot and sweet and wet and I wondered what I had done to deserve such a fate? Two hands pressed against my chest until they found my nipples.

  Twist! Twist!

  "Ungh!" I groaned, the sound echoing in her cavity. I felt a spurt of hot seed come shooting through my cock.

  Anna Karita pumped.

  Anna Tempera sucked and licked my balls, her spit dripping from them now.

  And Anna Casala thrust her tongue into my mouth twisting again as she felt my orgasm stiffen me. So I came and came, spewing cum all over myself surrounded by those three pregnant whores. When it was over they didn't stop. They kept tugging and sucking and kissing until I groaned in pain, begging them to stop.

  They all came off. Wet mouths and filthy hands panting and smiling at their good work. They stared at me for a while, seeming to enjoy my shame-filled discomfort. Then they rose, all three holding their bellies with their hands.

  "Come," they whispered. "We will take you to your Anna. There are stories to be told."

  ***

  She was tied and waiting on a stool in front of the massive doors of the great stone building. She was nude and her skin shone a blinding white in the morning sun.

  I gaped at the sight of her limbs tucked in close to her body and tied with thick twine. I'd been led out naked and thus, stood naked in front of the gazing throng.