The Village Wife: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Jason Lenov

  "Don't fret," I soothed, dialing the number and putting the phone to my ear. "I'm sure there's someone who can help us out. Jake? Hiya Jake, Reg here."

  Jake sounded a little scared when he first heard I was calling. He settled down right away though, as soon as he found out the reason. He said he'd swing by and pick us up. He said Tony'd be at church and we could talk to him about the car there.

  He did come over right away. Him and Ava looked very fine. She had on a little pillbox hat and looked like a real lady, cross hanging at her neck and everything. I've got to say it made me a little hard, thinking that was the woman who'd been such a devil the night before. I pushed the thought away though and we both piled into the back of their sedan and headed down the hill to the little white church.

  Pastor John was very curious about what had happened and why we were all in the car together. I felt a little blush at that. I wondered how close he was to Jake and Ava. I wondered if they...told him things. Jake explained everything, though and pretty soon the four of us were in a pew together with the rest of the dozen people from the village scattered around the church. I noticed Tony sitting in the back. He saw me too and gave me a wave.

  The sermon was something about needs and the nature of man. I can't say I paid attention to most of it. I stood up and sat down and kneeled with everyone else but my mind was far far away from that little church. My mind was in the past, at Ava and Jake's apartment, watching my wife watching me.

  I had to take a break from thinking about it and pay attention to what Pastor John was saying every now and again, just to cool myself off.

  When the service was over we all walked outside and stood around in the sun chatting.

  "I hear you're having car trouble?" Tony asked, wandering over.

  "We are," I replied. "Something to do with that noise I was telling you about, probably."

  He nodded. "Why don't we drive up together and take a look?"

  I looked over at Jenny. She was chatting with Jake and John, with Ava looking on with her usual smile. "Sure. Let me just go get Jenny," I said and started walking over. He touched my arm.

  "She'll be fine. She looks like she's enjoying the sunshine. Ava and Jake can drive her up on their way home."

  I thought that was kind of strange, that he was telling me my business with my wife. Then I remember he was the one kindly offering to come fix my car and I felt like a bit of a fool.

  "Sure," I said, squeezing out a smile. "Let's go."

  I had kind of a hard time looking out the window on the ride up. It felt sort of weird, just the two of us in the car like that. If he felt any strangeness about the night before he certainly didn't show it so I tried not to either. There were all kinds of different people in the world and it wasn't for me to be judging any of them.

  When we got up to the house, he popped his trunk and took out a box of tools. I put the hood up and told him I'd go in and fix something to drink. I didn't right away. I stayed by the window for a while, I can't even say how long, watching him work.

  He was a strong man. He'd taken off the jacket he'd had on in church and left it in his car. Now, as he worked, he started sweating through the tight shirt he was wearing. I watched every muscle in his back ripple as he wrestled with the car.

  I barely heard the sound of the car coming up the driveway. It stopped me staring and I scuttled into the kitchen and started making fixings for iced tea. I heard the door slam and the car pull away, then I heard Jenny call goodbye. When she didn't walk in the door like I expected, I tiptoed back to the window to see what was going on.

  She was standing by the car. He was too. He wasn't working on it anymore. They were talking. She was smiling. He was looking her up and down. My heart bounced and my cock lurched. I remembered what had happened last night. I remembered what she'd looked like, sinking into the couch beneath his weight. I don't know what happened just then but something inside me snapped. I wanted it. Right then and there I wanted to see them fuck.

  I opened the front door. "Looks like it's getting hot out there!" I squawked, my voice cracking awkwardly in the middle of the sentence. The two of them looked over at me. Jenny furrowed her brow, like she was irritated that I'd interrupted the conversation. He looked down at her and asked her if she wanted to step inside. As soon as she turned to look back at him that nice smile sprouted back up on her lips.

  He gave a little nod in the direction of the house and she started walking towards it. He followed.

  I stared at him as he stepped inside. My heart was racing. I didn't know what the hell I was going to do. How does a fella set something like that in motion? He wiped the sweat off his brow and sat down in one of the chairs. I offered Jenny a glass of iced tea, then gave him one too. He swallowed almost the whole thing in one big swig.

  "Whooee, it's hot out there," he said, mopping his brow again.

  I looked at Jenny. He was watching him as closely as I had been through the window. She noticed me staring and looked over at me. I didn't know what to do but I knew what I wanted to see. I nodded akwardly. First at her, then sort of in the direction Tony was sitting.

  One of her eyebrows went up but she held me in her gaze. I had no idea if she knew what I meant. I could only hope. She set her purse down on the floor and set her sights on him.

  When I turned to look at him, I saw that he'd seen the whole exchange. He was smiling. A happy, knowing smile. He leaned back in the chair and watched as Jenny walked over towards him, still in her heels. When he glanced at me, I just nodded again. He nodded back.

  Jenny was by his side. She stood there looking a little scared, not knowing what to do. He just roamed up and down her body with his eyes, pausing at all the curvy parts.

  "You ever made it with a brother before?" he asked quietly.

  She shook her head and looked down at the floor, unable to look into his eyes.

  "There's something you oughta know."

  She looked up. Her eyes were a little rounder, like she wanted to know what he meant. He smiled again.

  "I'm not gonna tell you. How about I just show you."

  I saw the muscles in Jenny's back tense as he tugged his belt, then let it fall open. I could see the outline of his thick cock pressed against his Sunday trousers. I knew she was watching it too. When he pulled it out, she gasped.

  I put a hand over my mouth. It wasn't even stiff and it was already easily nine inches, almost twice as long as mine. He started rubbing it a little and I watched it harden.

  And Jenny? Jenny just stood there with her mouth open, shifting her weight uneasily from one foot to the other, watching it grow.

  "Well? What do you think?" he asked after a long silence. "You scared of something this size?"

  "I..." The single word was followed by silence.

  "Ain't no reason to be scared, you know. You just have to get to know it."

  Jenny swallowed. Something broke the spell and she looked over at me.

  I realized I'd been rubbing my jaw, staring at the two of them. When she looked at me, I don't know what made me do it but I nodded again. She turned back to Tony.

  "See? He's alright, don't worry about him. Let's worry about you." He took her by the hand and pulled her a little closer. She teetered forward on her heels. "Why don't you get on your knees? It's easier that way." His voice was smooth as velvet and she did what he asked. Soon, her mouth was just a few inches from his manhood.

  He took her little white hand in his big, black paw and wrapped her fingers around himself. They didn't quite make it all the way, now that he was half-stiff. Her eyes got wider at the feeling of him in her hand.

  "You see?" he asked. "Probably a little bigger than you're used to." He looked over at me and smiled. I didn't really care. I knew that wasn't what made a man anyways.

  Jenny was mesmerized. She couldn't take her eyes off it. He put a hand on hers and got her moving her little fingers up and down, hardening his dark meat fully.

  Standing there, watching that
unfold was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen. My own cock was stiff and ached like crazy but I didn't want to move. I didn't want to do anything that might distract her from him.

  "Go on baby," he said softly, putting a gentle hand on the back of her head. "Have a taste."

  That broke the spell. Jenny looked at me, her mouth open in shock, like she'd forgotten what happened with Jake the other night. Staring at me, I watched her shake her head.

  I didn't feel like I was myself at that moment. Hell, I didn't know who I felt like but I knew one thing. I knew I wanted to say my beautiful wife's tiny, tight mouth on that black python. I wanted to see her pink lips being stretched by our new black friend. Without thinking, I shuffled across the kitchen floor and knelt down beside her.

  I could feel the heat coming off of it and the heat coming off of her skin, too.

  "It's alright sunshine," I whispered, patting her hair with my hand. "You can do it, I won't mind, I swear. I want to see you do it."

  Her eyes roamed around my face, like she couldn't believe that what I was saying was the truth and she needed more evidence that it was. For me, just one thing was important right then. It was to see her swallow that black dick.

  "Jenny, honey, it's okay," I said, a little breathless. I put my hand on the back of her head and turned her towards Tony's cock. "You can do it baby. For me?" I pushed her down and towards his meat.

  Her other hand came up and pressed against his thigh as she steadied herself from falling forward. Slowly, carefully, she opened her mouth and I saw her little pink tongue slide out again. It was wet and I wanted to kiss it myself, but I wanted to see it sink down onto Tony's dick even more. I pushed her forward, helping her onto her new lovers cock. I glanced up to see Tony staring down at the two of us, smiling contentedly.

  As soon as the first taste touched her tongue, something about her changed. I didn't have to push on the back of her head anymore, she just took as much as she could of him into her mouth. Her hand that had been resting on his thigh came up and she wrapped her tender fingers around his pulsing vein. With both hands around him now, she pushed herself deeper onto him with a gurgling moan.

  I stood up and staggered backwards, unable to believe what I was watching. Jenny, my wife, had at least two inches of thick, black cock buried in her mouth and from the sounds she was making, she wanted nothing more than to gobble up the whole thing.

  "That's it baby," Tony purred as we both watched Jenny's head start to bob.

  I got a little jealous at that. Maybe I should have tried a little harder, to have her suck me like that. Maybe it was my own fault for not teaching her how. Watching her with another man, it looked like she couldn't get enough of it.

  Deep gurgling, swallowing sounds came from the back of her throat as she tried to stuff as much of him into herself as she could manage. I looked at Tony. He was looking down at hair, brushing the hair out of her face with a finger whenever it fell down. He was so calm, so serene. It was like he knew that this would be the way she reacted to sucking on his cock. He knew the power he had.

  When she finally came up for air, thick ropes of saliva hung from her red lips. Her lipstick had smeared a little, some of it rubbing off onto his cock. She looked up at him with round, pleading eyes. I wasn't quite sure what that look meant but I couldn't stop staring at her.

  "You like that, don't you baby?" Tony asked, smiling. Jenny started nodding, her little white hands still clutching at the throbbing black cock. "I knew you would," Tony said, leaning back in the chair. "Why don't you see if you can take it a little deeper, huh?"

  Jenny reacted immediately. She pushed that fat cock into her mouth and started sinking onto it. I staggered backwards until I came up against the counter. I leaned back on it and put a hand over my open mouth. It was the most terrible and most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

  Neither of them noticed. Tony was fixated on Jenny and Jenny seemed obsessed with getting as much of him as she could down her throat. I heard her gag. She didn't stop. I saw her throat relax and watched as she lowered herself even further onto him. I started to see the shape of his head outlined in the skin of her neck.

  "That's it, baby, take as much as you can," Tony purred, putting a hand on the back of her head. He pushed her further onto himself until a good two thirds of him were inside her. He held her there for a while. Her eyes started watering and her face started to turn red. I thought of saying something. I even thought of stepping forward, of helping her, pulling her off of him.

  I couldn't. My feet were stone in concrete. I could only stare in delighted horror.

  Even when he let her off, she came off slowly. She came off and her eyes took on that same, pleading look. She couldn't wait to taste that cock again. Her little hands started pumping him, trying desperately to please him.

  "That's alright, baby," he cooed, pulling her up instead. She got up on her feet, a little unsteady in her heels. "Now let's see how wet that pussy is." He pulled her closer and I watched as his hand disappeared up her dress.

  Jenny's mouth opened wide as his fingers slid up her thigh but she stepped open a little wider. I saw the moment his fingers touched her soft pussy by the look on her face.

  "Mmm..." Tony smiled. "Just like I thought. Nice and wet."

  I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe just swallowing a cock like that would make her so wet. Maybe he saw it on my face.

  "You look like you don't believe me, Reg. Why don't you come here and feel for yourself."

  My heart started pounding. I couldn't believe I was actually going to do this. I couldn't believe I was actually going to walk over and touch my wife's pussy to check if it was wet for this man. I did it anyways. Step after agonizing step, I crossed the kitchen back to where she was standing.

  This whole time she hadn't noticed me at all. It was like I'd stopped existing. The whole time she'd been completely focused on Tony. Only when I knelt down in front of her did she look at me. Her gaze was so distant. She looked at me like she was remembering a dream she had.

  Tony took his hand out from under her skirt. "Go on. Feel for yourself," he urged, giving me permission to touch my wife.

  I didn't even need to push my hand up all the way. As soon as I touched her thigh I knew her little pussy was completely soaked. There was a stream of juice running down her leg. But I pushed my fingers up to her soft pussy lips anyway. I pushed them all the way up, past the soaked outer lips and into her wet snatch. They made a squishing sound.

  She looked a little disappointed. Maybe she was disappointed that it was my hand and not Tony's, up there.

  "What do you say, angel? You want to ride a nice big, black dick?" Tony asked with a smile. She looked at him immediately and nodded. Her face was flushed. She looked feverish, like she might faint if she didn't get it inside her soon.

  Jenny started trying to scramble onto Tony's lap. She almost kicked me with one of her heels.

  "Easy, baby," Tony said, holding her back. "Easy does it. You don't want to go too fast. You want to enjoy yourself. How about we get Reg to help you, huh?"

  Electric adrenaline shot through me. Was I really going to do it? Was I really going to help my wife mount another man? My cock was throbbing in my pants. I wanted to pull it out and stroke it, but now that Tony was staring at me I knew I had a job to do.

  I took Jenny by the hips. Tony flipped her dress up and over her ass. I got my first view of just how soaked her pussy really was. I moved her forward. Tony took his cock in his hand and pushed it down, positioning it between her legs.

  "That's right, Reg. I think we're good now." I shuffled back on my knees, my eyes still fixed on the huge black rod in between Jenny's round, white thighs.

  He moved it up, touching Jenny's sopping pussy lips with the head of his cock. She let out a mewl and I saw her legs spread wider as she tried to lower herself onto him.

  "Wow! Easy does it!" he said, holding her up with one hand. "Ain't no fun for anyone if you go too fast!"

>   I could see her shaking slightly above him, now. It was like her body couldn't wait any longer for what was coming. She couldn't wait to be filled with his massive black meat.

  He let go of her a little. I saw his throbbing head press a little harder against the soft lips of her sex. He let her sink a little more. The tiny cleft of her cunt split open, spilling more juice onto his pulsing vein. She moaned a desperate moan as he moved a little further inside.

  "That's it baby," he growled. "Now you've got it."

  She put her hands on his shoulders. Her ass started moving as she tried to bury more of him inside herself. Juices were running out of her tiny pink gash, all over his thick, black cock.

  "Please," she whimpered, unable to stand it anymore, unable to take any more suspense.

  He smiled a little wider, let go of her and I watched his dark cock disappear inside her cunt.

  "Oh God!" she moaned as his thickness stretched her walls. She got about two thirds of the way down, then stopped, resting on his thighs. Her hips started moving, her body pulsing around him, ready for his seed.

  "Oh baby you can do better than that. I know you can!" He gave her a swat on her ass. "Come on, slide down the rest of that dick."

  "I...I can't..." she whimpered, trying to look down and see how much of him was left between her legs. "I don't think I can take anymore."

  His face got sort of stern. Putting a hand each on her round ass, I watched his hips come up as he drove the rest of himself inside.

  "Oh God!" Jenny cried as his cock squelched deep into her cunt.

  I realized my mouth was hanging open. I couldn't believe it either. I couldn't believe she'd taken all of him inside herself. He must have been right at her end. The head of his cock must have been kissing her womb.

  A beautiful and terrifying thought flashed through my mind. Was he going to be as polite as Jake and Ava were? Was he even going to ask whether to finish inside or outside? I hadn't thought of it until then, but as I did, it made me shudder in fear and drove me mad with lust at the same time.

  He hadn't asked about anything else. As soon as we'd agreed that this was going to happen he'd taken charge. I'd even done what he told me. I knew I wouldn't say anything to stop it, if that's what he wanted to do.