Gentle: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Jason Lenov

  Her hand reached between us. I watched it snake down between my legs. Then I felt those warm fingers wrap around my sack and squeeze.

  "Agh! Anna Elizabeth! You're going to make me..."

  I opened my eyes to see her biting her lip and smiling. "I know. That's what I want. I want you to fill me with your cum."

  The sun seemed to shine brighter, casting a halo around my angel's hair.

  As I bucked against her body I realized how happy we would be. A thick shot of sperm raced through my shaft.

  Her eyes opened wider. Had she felt it. She squeezed me again. "Yes, Matthew. Yes!"

  I roared up towards the sky as one pulse followed another. She squeezed me each time I flexed inside her, pushing as much cum out of me and into herself as I had. My mind arched up and then I felt the explosive bliss of the peak of my climax. I closed my eyes and lingered there.

  "Mmmm," Anna Elizabeth purred into my ear. "That's a good boy, Matthew," she whispered.

  And my body started fucking her again. My cock stuffed all the seed it had pumped into her, deeper and deeper into her insides.

  Her legs closed around me. I felt her hand on my buttock. Her hips rose to greet me, then fell in a filthy, animal dance. Naked and surrounded by the trees.

  As I collapsed on top of her panting, she ran her fingers up my back, then back down. She let me lie there for a long time, my cock still inside of her. When I rolled off and looked at her she smiled and touched my cheek.

  "Now what?" she asked.

  I smiled. It didn't matter. What mattered was that we were together. We were together and we would find a way to stay that way.

  As the sun dipped beneath the trees a cold wind blew across the meadow making Anna Elizabeth shiver. It was time to go. It was time to start our story.

  Chapter 20

  It had been so quiet in the sun room that I thought Anna Elizabeth had fallen asleep. I tiptoed my way in, trying not to wake her in case she had. She hadn't. She was sitting by the window, an empty mug of tea perched on her swollen belly. She turned to look at me and smiled as I walked into the room.

  "I thought you were asleep," I said, taking a seat next to her, squinting against the glare of sunlight reflecting off the freshly fallen snow. "It's so bright in here. What are you thinking about?"

  She shook her head and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Just...you know. Stuff."

  "What kind of stuff?"

  "Oh, this and that. Us. The baby. How things are going to change. What things are going to stay the same. That kind of stuff."

  I leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. "Are you worried?" I asked.

  She shook her head again.

  "Are you sad?"

  She shrugged. "Maybe a little."

  "What about?"

  "Oh, you know. We've talked about it all before."

  I furrowed my brow. "You're thinking of him aren't you?" I asked quietly.

  She didn't look at me this time. Just stared at the floor. After a few moments she nodded.

  I felt an anger well inside me. I thought we'd left this all behind! I thought we'd already put this to rest! And now here she was, thinking about him again!

  "Don't be mad," she whispered.

  "I'm...I'm not...yes. I am. I just don't understand. He didn't love you the way I love you!" I said, almost shouting.

  Anna Elizabeth cringed at my raised voice.

  "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I said, resting a hand on her arm. "It's just..."

  "I keep telling you Matthew, it has nothing to do with us."

  "What does it have to do with then?" I snapped.

  She looked up and into my eyes. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. She inhaled, the words poised on the tip of her tongue.

  "What?" I whispered. "What is it?"

  "Oh, Matthew. It's his cock. It's his big, black cock."

  In a way I knew that was what she was going to say. In a way I had been waiting for it. In a way I had been hoping it would be that. "You...you think about it?"

  "Sometimes. Late at night."

  "What do you think about it?"

  She bit her lip. A certain excitement crept into her stare. Her eyes fluttered down to my lap, then back up.

  I knew she'd seen it. There was no hiding my arousal.

  Her hand drifted across the front of my trousers and touched the head of my cock through the fabric. She leaned closer. I felt her warm breath on my cheek.

  "I think of what it felt like as he stuffed it into my wet pussy, Matthew." She leaned back, eyeing me for my reaction. She leaned forward. Closer this time. "And then I wonder whether I'll feel anything like that ever again..."

  THE END

  The Sowing Song

  Chapters 1 and 2

  Chapter 1

  One dainty, white foot peaked out from beneath the covers. Just enough of it that you could make out the ankle starting to sweep up into a calf. It was late but I was tipsy and horny and didn't care. I stripped my clothes and threw them on the floor.

  Milena always slept naked. Her whole body would get extremely hot and she always said she couldn't stand pyjamas. I don't think I'd had a good night's sleep since she'd moved in four weeks ago. My cock was constantly hard and my dreams were exclusively about pushing myself into her hot, tight pussy. So far she hadn't relented, though she did all sorts of other things for me. Which is what I was hoping for tonight.

  I felt her stir as I pulled myself towards her. The heat under the covers was almost unbearable. I put a hand on her soft, warm skin and ran my palm up and down her arm.

  "Adamushka?" she purred, turning around. Her lips curled into a lazy, sleepy smile.

  "Hey baby." I was hard as a rock. Maybe tonight would be the night? Maybe she'd be sleepy enough that she didn't care. Sleepy enough to let me in. I pressed my body up to hers, my rigid cock sinking into the soft flesh of her round ass.

  She shook her head, her blonde locks sliding off her shoulder as she giggled. "What are you trying with me?"

  I pulled back the covers, exposing her neck and shoulder. I leaned down and kissed her, her skin hot under my lips, her scent wafting up from beneath. "I'm sorry I'm so late, baby. Somebody changed some code on the production server and..."

  She puckered her lips and frowned. "Production? What about read-only Friday?"

  "I know. That's what I said, baby. Anyways, Carl wanted to take us out for drinks for staying late and I didn't want to be rude."

  Her expression softened back into a smile. "But now you got drunk and horny and your fiancee is sleepy. Is that right?"

  I kissed her again and smiled. She loved being a tease. "What do you say, baby? Maybe we can...you know, have some fun? What if we just have a practice run for our wedding night?"

  "Practice run?" She scowled.

  "No, I don't mean that. I know you want to wait. I just thought, you know...we could do something else?" I kissed her again, on the neck this time. I saw her skin pimple.

  "Adamchyk, I have to talk to you." She opened her eyes and rolled over.

  My erection flagged for a second. This didn't seem good. This seemed serious.

  She put her hand on my cheek. I leaned in and kissed her lips but she gently moved me away. "It's serious."

  My heart sank. What could be serious that it couldn't wait?

  "Papi and Mimi called today."

  A wave of relief washed over me. "Did they get the card? Can they come?"

  She bit her lower lip and took a breath. "They're not coming Adamik."

  "What? Why not? Did you tell them we could help them with the tickets? Don't they want to see you married?"

  "They do Adamushka." Her eyes wandered back and forth, avoiding mine.

  "Then what?"

  "They want a wedding in Lubnicka."

  It took a lot not to let out a groan. I'd been worried this would happen since she'd first told them we were getting married. I sighed. "Baby...I can't...we can't afford two weddings. You know that."
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br />   Milena pushed herself up on one elbow. The comforter slipped off her body revealing her firm, round breast, the pink nipple stiffening against the cold in the room. "I know. They said they would pay."

  "Pay? What? How do they have money for that?" Her father had a goat farm or, more accurately, the village she was from did. The men tended it together, sharing the profits.

  She pushed her lips out in a pout. "Adamushka, they were so sad," Mimi cried. "They said they waited their whole lives to see me marry."

  My heart melted as I watched the first dew of a tear form in her eye. I cursed inside because I knew then that we were going. We were getting on a plane and flying to tiny Zabarice to get married. If there was something that made me powerless to resist, it was seeing Milena cry. Nevertheless, a guy's got to try.

  "Baby...I want to make you happy but can we afford this? We can't afford this. Not while you're in school still. We're barely scraping by."

  She sighed and I saw her lip start to quiver again.

  "Oh baby, please don't cry."

  "I'm sorry," she said, choking on the words. "They sounded so sad Adamchik. I thought Papi was going to cry. He never cried about anything. Never. They said because I'm their only child..."

  I wasn't sure why I was trying. The decision had already been made. This was all just a formality. Something I felt I had to do so I didn't feel so bad about putting us another twenty five hundred dollars in debt for plane tickets.

  "Okay baby," I sighed.

  Her eyes went wide. "Okay? Are you serious?" she whispered.

  "Okay," I answered. "I'm serious. I want you to be happy. I want them to be happy. I want them to know I love you and that I'd do anything for you."

  The tears started flowing now as she lunged at me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, clinging to me and sniffling.

  I had already started trying to figure out which credit card I could make some room on in the back of my mind. The worry faded as she pressed her lips to mine. They were salty from the tears. And hot.

  She pushed her tongue into my mouth searching for mine.

  I kissed her back and started to feel my cock hardening again.

  She pulled away and stared into my eyes with a lusty smile. "Adamchik, I love you," she cooed, her hand drifting down my thigh until she found my stiffness.

  "Oh fuck baby," I whispered as she caressed my hardness with the tips of her fingers making me bounce.

  She lifted herself up higher, throwing one leg over me as she mounted my chest.

  I glanced down. I could see just the top her pretty, shaved pussy glistening in the dim light.

  She reached up and cupped her full breast. She leaned down, feeding me her nipple, pressing it against my lips. I took the stiff, hot nub into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it over and over. My cock hardened completely.

  "Mmmm..." she purred, pulling herself away. Her nipple slipped out of my mouth with a wet pop. She touched her other breast and gave it to me the same way, letting me suckle on her tender nipple as she moaned above me.

  I reached up to grab the fleshy mound but she pulled away again. I felt her start moving down my body, her sweaty pussy leaving a slick trail along my stomach. I felt the wetness of her slit slide along my cock. I was so close. I felt her hot opening hovering above my meat, tormenting me and making me ache inside. All I had to was push my hips up and I'd be inside her. I felt my ass tighten as my body tried.

  She bit her lip, smiled and shook her head. "Soon Adamchik. Soon." Staring into my eyes she slid her pussy off of my member and leaned down. She lowered her face to the wet trail of her scent she'd left on my abs. She pushed out her tongue and swept it up my skin in a gentle lick, tasting herself. She licked her lips. My cock throbbed.

  She moved farther down my body, her hot skin gliding along mine. She leaned forward and I felt her soft fingers wrap around my stiff cock. Her mouth hovered just above the head of my member. I could feel the heat of her breath on my aching pole.

  "I love you baby," she repeated, then sank down onto my flesh, taking all of me into her tight little mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she started to suck on me.

  I groaned. My ass flexed as my hips rose, pushing me deeper into her mouth.

  Slowly, gently, she started moving up and down, up and down, her tight lips milking my now slick cock.

  I felt the cum start to move from my balls. I wondered if agreeing to the trip would earn me a special surprise. She'd never let me come inside her mouth. Maybe tonight would be the night?

  She started sucking me harder as her fingers slid down my shaft and cupped my balls.

  I grunted as she started kneading them, squeezing more cum out of them and into my shaft.

  "Oh fuck Mimi!" I grunted as I felt my orgasm well inside.

  Her eyes opened even wider, hungry and eager for my release. Her head started bobbing up and down. She gripped the base of my shaft with her other hand. Her mouth popped off.

  "Come, baby," she whispered. "Come!"

  I put a hand on her head. My whole body was screaming to be back inside her mouth. A thrill rushed through me as she lowered her lips onto me again.

  My orgasm swelled. I was almost there. I could feel the cum pulsing through my cock. I groaned again under the heat of her pretty mouth. I felt the first pulse of seed shoot through my shaft. "Fuck yes!" I cried.

  She pulled her mouth off just as the first spurt of my cum erupted from the head of my cock. It flew into the air to one side. She started pumping me with her hand sending me careening into the depths of a massive orgasm. I clutched the sheets as I watched spurt after spurt of my hot cum blast out of my cock and spray uselessly across my stomach and the sheets of the bed.

  Her hand slowed, stretching out the end of my orgasm as she stared into my eyes.

  My body went limp. A shadow of disappointment crept out from a dark part of my mind. It had still felt amazing but I longed to finish inside her.

  Soon, Adamchik. Soon.

  Chapter 2

  I couldn't sleep that night. Milena fell back asleep almost right away as she always did. She was an expert sleeper.

  I tried but numbers kept bouncing around in my head. Which credit card had the lowest interest rate again? And did it have any room? It wasn't that we were destitute but I was trying to put her through school to become a paralegal on a Level 2 IT administrator's salary and try to pay my own debts off at the same time. There was an end in sight, but it wasn't for a while.

  After a few hours of trying to get to sleep I slipped out of bed, put on my bathrobe and went downstairs. I'd promised her we would go so there was no sense in second thoughts. I got on the computer and booked the flight.

  Then, knowing I wasn't falling back asleep any time soon, I started wandering around the internet. There was no wiki article for the tiny village of Lubnicka where she was from. There was a small entry about Zabarice, her home country. I scanned down the page. It was the usual stuff. Population, three hundred thousand. Industry, almost none. Mostly an agricultural economy most of which had little access to the outside world. It talked about the tight-knit communities and close family ties. And...

  My jaw dropped. What?!? Marriage rites. There was no formal religion in the country for the most part, only long held traditions that had been passed down for generations.

  The wedding ceremony is a week-long event dating back centuries. Local custom has it that it must be performed in the spring to ensure a good harvest. The men of the village all participate in an ancient seeding dance, the details of which are not known but are purported to involve elaborate sexual rituals that involve the whole village.

  What in the actual fuck?!? My heart was pounding in my chest. My palms started to sweat. I felt my pupils shrink as I read the line over and over again. Surely this was a myth or legend. There was no way that things like this still went on in the world? Was there?

  When I stood up, I was shaking, barely able to make it back to bed. Elaborate sexual rituals? Like
what? I stared at Milena, sleeping soundly on the other side of the mattress, my mind wandering back and forth over what I'd read. What could possibly happen that would involve the entire village? What the hell was a seeding dance?

  I fell asleep not too long before the sun came up and the alarm rang. The second I was conscious, the memory of what I'd read flooded into my mind. I jerked my head to where Milena had been sleeping. She was gone.

  I found her downstairs, munching on corn flakes and reading from her text book. She had on only a bathrobe that barely covered her ample breasts. My cock flexed as I tried not to stare.

  When she saw me, she smiled. "Good morning!"

  "I booked it."

  She looked puzzled for a moment, then her eyes popped open wide. "You did?"

  "I did. We're going in a week."

  She let out a shriek, bounced up, her golden curls dancing around her shoulders. The bowl of corn flakes shook as she dashed up, almost crashing down onto the floor. She screamed as she ran over and hurled her arms around my neck, smothering me in kisses.

  I wanted to revel in her joy, that I'd been able to make her this happy despite the cost. I could think of only one thing. Seeding dance. My stomach flipped and flopped as I poured myself a coffee and formed the sentence over and over in my mind. What would sound best? What would be the most casual way to bring it up?

  She was still beaming at me when I sat down.

  I couldn't help but smile. "I love you."

  "Oh Adamchik, I love you too!" she said, kissing me again.

  I started munching on my cereal, rolling the question over and over in my mind.

  "So..."

  "Hm?" she asked. She'd gone back to reading her text and didn't look up.

  "So what's a wedding in Lubnicka look like anyway?" I asked, my mouth full of food to try to cover up the nervous edge in my tone.

  She didn't look up. Not right away. Her eyes danced around the page.

  My stomach flipped, then flopped. Why did she look so nervous? Why wasn't she answering me right away? Was there something that she needed to hide? Was it true? About the seeding dance?!?