The Village Wife: A Hotwife Fantasy

by Jason Lenov

  What if it happened? I looked down at his balls. I could only imagine how much seed was stored there. I imagined it pulsing through his massive cock and slathering along Jenny's walls. I didn't know where she was in her cycle but I'd never seen her body so ready. She was primed to receive whatever he gave.

  He held her in place over his lap. She tried to squirm and move but he gave her another swat. "That's enough!" he ordered. "You let me fuck you the way I want. Like a good little slut, you understand?"

  Jenny whimpered but nodded that she understood. As soon as she did, he started to fuck. Holding her by the hips he pulled half of his massive cock out of her, then drove it back in again. She moaned and it made him do it again, this time harder.

  My own cock throbbed in time with each thrust as I watched his big, black manhood thunder into her tiny, white body.

  He took a hand off her hip and put it at the top of her dress. With one quick tug the top came off, her bra too and her beautiful white breasts toppled out. She didn't seem to notice or care. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back as she rode his massive rod towards bliss. She moaned louder with each thrust.

  He suckled on one of her bright, pink nipples and that made her moan louder. When he took the other one in his mouth I saw her shudder and then she screamed as a massive orgasm ripped through her body. When it was over, she started to cry.

  "Please..." she begged, her voice barely a whisper, "...more."

  His fucking got a little faster. I saw the corner of his lip curl into a snarl. I knew what was going to happen. I knew he was going to do it. I knew I should get up, say something, do something to stop him. I couldn't. All I could do, all I wanted to do was watch.

  She was trying to bounce up and down on him now and he didn't do anything to stop her. I saw his balls tense. His cock must have flexed inside her because her body shook again and I realized he'd just made her come twice.

  "Shit," he muttered, "this bitch in heat," driving himself up into her cunt. He started grunting each time she came down on his rigid cock and I knew the moment was close. I knew he was going to come inside of her and I knew I wasn't going to anything to stop it. It made me so hot. I tugged at my own belt and pulled my cock out.

  She was leaning close to him now. Kissing his cheeks and whispering something. She was whispering something. I couldn't hear what at first. Just three syllables over and over and over. When I did make it out my cock hardened and a boiling rage covered in lust filled my insides.

  "Fill me up. Fill me up. Fill me up."

  His big black paws settled on the two mounds of her ass. He gripped her tight and made her bounce up and down hard. I saw the root of his cock flex. I saw his balls come up again. He grunted, the loudest one yet and pushed her down onto himself one last time.

  She gasped. Stillness and silence filled the room. Their eyes met. I watched his cock throb and throb.

  "Yes," I heard her smile. She pressed her forehead against his. I knew she was thanking him. Thanking him for his cum.

  When the first wave of his climax was over, his body started moving again and hers did too. Now her motions were urgent, pleading. She was staring into his eyes and moving on him with an intensity I'd never seen. The only thing that mattered to her then, was pleasing him, thanking him with pleasure for his gift.

  Streaks of white cum started to trickle down his cock and onto his balls as he drove himself into her. I stared at it for what felt like an eternity. I didn't know how long it lasted but I just knew he left a massive load inside her.

  When he was finished fucking her he let her slide herself along his pole a few more times, enjoying his massive dick.

  "Reg," he said, breaking me from my trance. "You gotta come over here and help me out. I don't want all that cream I left in your wife's pussy all over my Sunday pants."

  I knew what he meant. I knew what I had to do. I crawled over with my dick still hanging out. I cupped a hand between her legs. As he slid out of her, I made sure none of his seed spilled out. He stood up and started buckling up.

  Jenny's body felt completely limp in my arms but I had to have her. I bent her over the table. She laid down on it easily. I took my cock in one hand and spread her ass apart with the other. It was the first good look I got at her used cunt.

  It was red and raw and stretched wide. As I stared at the gaping hole I saw the massive puddle of seed he'd left inside her. Some instinct took over and I plunged myself inside.

  I'd never felt her like that. He'd stretched her so wide I'd never felt her that loose. She seemed to barely notice me going inside, too. I didn't care. My body didn't care. I just started fucking her furiously, her limp body bouncing on the table as I did.

  Everything swirled in my mind. The memory of watching him go into her. The thought that I'd let another man cum inside my wife. My cock throbbed in her sloppy cunt as I felt my balls seize. I blew the meagre load I had into her, sweating and panting, then collapsed onto her back on the table.

  Chapter 17

  Tony stood by the door as I caught my breath. When I had, I pulled out and watched the white mess ooze from her closing slit while doing myself up. I turned to see him staring at it too.

  "Fine sight, isn't it?" he asked with a grin.

  I didn't know what to say so I nodded. It was a damn fine sight though. One I wanted to remember forever.

  "I'm not going to be able to fix that car today," he said putting his hat on. It made him look even bigger than he was.

  "What's wrong with it?" I asked. My voice sounded weak.

  "Probably the battery. Were you two planning on joining us at the beach today?"

  I looked over at Jenny. Her eyes were closed and her lips were turned up slightly in a dreamy smile. As soon as she heard the question, she perked up.

  "Oh geez!" she said, standing up. The bottom of her dress fell down, covering her ass, but her tits were still out. The two of us stared at the hard, pink nipples. It made her self-conscious and she pulled the top of her dress up and tucked them in. Her face went a little red. "Oh geez Reg, can we?" she pleaded.

  "Um...well I guess we have no way to get there..." I mumbled.

  "That's why I asked," Tony said. "I can give you a ride."

  For as tired as she looked, Jenny perked up at the suggestion right away. She clapped her hands together and bounced up and down making her tits jiggle.

  "If you're sure it's not too much trouble?" I asked Tony. I don't know why but I felt a little sheepish. He didn't seem fazed at all. Like he fucked other men's wives while they watched all the time.

  "No trouble at all. Like I said, it's why I asked."

  "I...I'll be right back!" Jenny sang, bouncing out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom. "I just need to change!"

  I looked at Tony to see that he was looking after her as she left, his eyes following her swaying curves as she walked. Once she was out of the kitchen, he looked at me.

  "You're one lucky guy," he said, this time completely serious.

  I shot him a sort of shy smirk. I guess I knew I was. I guess I hadn't realized how lucky.

  "Jake tell you about the beach?"

  I shook my head. "What's it all about?" I asked, glad that we weren't talking about Jenny anymore, or what had just happened.

  "She likes cock. You like watching. You'll be fine."

  My heart thumped in my chest. What in the hell was he talking about?!? "What do you mean?" I asked, half of me not wanting to hear the answer.

  "Jake didn't tell you anything?"

  I shook my head. He sighed.

  "Forget about it. It'll all be fine. Why don't you go see how she's making out?" He nodded in the direction of the hall.

  I had no idea what he meant but from the sounds of it, it wasn't just a simple trip to the beach. I was hoping to talk to Jenny alone before we met up with the rest of the group anyway. I took his cue and followed her down the hall.

  She was stark naked in the bedroom and just about to step into a bikini
. I could still see the cum dripping from her pussy.

  "Jenny."

  She turned around. She smiled. "Hi Reg."

  I stood there staring at her. I wasn't sure who I was looking at, really. She looked so different. She looked different than she even had that morning. I didn't understand how such a change could happen so fast. She didn't look like my Jenny anymore. She looked like a stranger, like someone I'd never met.

  "Jenny, I want to talk to you."

  "What is it Reg? Is something wrong?" she asked. The question seemed absurd. How could she ask that after what had just happened?

  "Jenny...what...I don't..." I tried to push a sentence out but the words wouldn't come. I almost stopped believing what had just happened. I stepped towards her, our eyes locked. She was still smiling at me. She still looked like someone else.

  I sank onto my knees. I needed to know. Maybe this was all just a dream? I pushed two fingers past the messy patch of hair above her pussy, slid it along her soft outer lips and then sank inside.

  "Oh Reggie..." she said, soft and breathy. It sounded like she wanted me to fuck her again.

  I stared at my finger as I pulled it out. It was covered in a thick glob of creamy white. It was impossible to tell whose it was. I looked up at Jenny. She was staring at it too.

  "You're just...you're just going to leave it in you like that?"

  She bit her lower lip and nodded. I stood up and brought the fingers up close, where she could really see the mess that had come from inside her. Her lips parted a little. I shuddered, knowing what she wanted. As I brought my fingers close to her lips, she opened her mouth.

  She swallowed the tips of my fingers and I felt her tongue cleaning every last drop of the semen off. I stared at her. She was lost in the sensation. Lost in the taste, lost in how good it felt to be swallowing down all that cum. I started getting hard again, even though we'd just fucked. When she finally came off my fingers she had that same desperate look she'd had when she was sucking Tony off.

  "Jenny," I whispered, "what's...what's happened to you?"

  She didn't say anything. She pushed a hip out to one side, sort of sassy like and put a hand on it. I looked down. Even though she'd just been fucked rough, her body still looked glorious. A sly smile twisted across her lips as she sank down in front of me, onto her knees. It wasn't really what I wanted right then, but it was. It was exactly what I wanted. I wanted my little slut wife Jenny to suck my cock.

  I was hard already when she pulled me out. She didn't waste any time. She opened her mouth and took me in, staring up at me the whole time. My cock flexed inside the wet heat inside her cheeks. She started sucking me like she'd done nothing else her whole life.

  Her hand drifted up the inside of my leg. Her mouth felt so good. I felt the cum start to move inside of me again, whatever was left. Her fingers found my sack and played along the underside of it. It made me want her even more. I put a hand on top of her head. She came off me with a pop.

  "Oh yes Reggie!" she begged, "Fuck my face!"

  Hearing her say it made me crazy. My cock was bouncing up and down in her hand. I put a hand under her chin and drove myself into her mouth. I heard her gag, the way she had when she'd been on Tony. I wanted to go as deep as he had. My hips started jutting as I held her head in place. She rewarded me with a long string of gasping and gurgling sounds. I felt another orgasm looming.

  She didn't push back. She didn't even put her hands against my legs. She just knelt there like an obedient fuck-doll, her tits shaking each time I pounded my cock into her mouth. I felt cum surging through my shaft. With a roar I drove myself deep into her throat. A vicious orgasm tore through me as I spurted seed into my wife.

  It was so intense and ended abruptly. I felt myself shaking and I staggered back, falling out of her. She fell back to sitting on the floor, one hand covering her mouth. For one horrible, terrifying moment, she looked like she was crying. Her shoulders were shaking, her breasts with them. Only when she took her hand away did I realize it was the exact opposite of what I'd thought. She wasn't crying at all. She was holding back a laugh.

  When she couldn't hold it in any longer, the laughter burst out of her and filled the room. Some of my cum she hadn't swallowed trickled out one side of her mouth. I stood there, stupefied as to why this was happening.

  "Looks to me like she liked it," Tony's voice startled me. My eyes shot towards the door to see him leaning against the frame. I didn't know what to say. I looked at Jenny. She was still chuckling, but now she was looking at Tony too. Her eyes had changed. The way she looked at people had changed. The way she was looking at him had changed, from under her brow, like she wanted nothing more than to be fucked again.

  Tony turned to go. "Come on you two lovebirds. Time for the beach."

  Chapter 18

  We rode to the beach in Tony's car. He insisted that Jenny ride up front with him so I was stuck staring out the window in the back, trying to set all of this straight in my mind while they made small talk.

  It was a strange feeling. Probably stranger than I'd ever felt. I didn't feel jealous at all anymore. It didn't feel like Jenny and I were any worse off for what had happened. In fact it felt like some part of her had opened up, like some part of her was better off for it.

  That wasn't the hardest thing to sort out, though. That wasn't what I had the most trouble organizing my thoughts about. I had the most trouble with the fact that all I wanted was to do it all again, to see it all again. All I wanted was to watch my wife get fucked.

  The beach was pretty deserted. Even though it was warm, it wasn't really summer yet and the water was too cold for swimming. When we got there, Ava, Jake, Pastor John and his wife Ellen were already sitting on lawn chairs with a little barbeque in front of them warming up some coals. Jenny bounced out of the car, smiling and ran over and gave Jake a big hug from behind.

  He pulled her right in and gave her a long kiss on the mouth with lots of tongue. She loved it. When he told her she didn't need her bikini, that there was no one there, she took it off for him right away.

  I was kind of shocked by that because the Pastor and his wife were there. They didn't seem put out by it at all. Tony walked up behind Jenny and leaned over her, his big black hands cupping her white breasts. Everyone smiled as she giggled while he kissed her neck.

  It felt strange. It felt very strange. I just stood there, staring at it all, getting hard again until Jake waved me over. I walked over and just stood there trying not to look at anyone in particular.

  "Reg, I think you know everyone except for Ellen. Ellen this is Reg. Him and Jenny are new in town."

  I walked over to where Ellen was sitting and shook her hand, feeling kind of sheepish that my wife was naked in front of the whole group. Nobody else seemed to be paying attention though, so I tried my best just to ignore the feeling.

  "Nice to meet you Reg," Ellen said. She had a friendly smile but something about it was similar to Ava's. There was something sinister in it. "How are you enjoying the Dunning?"

  "It's...very lovely," I managed to mumble but my attention was already back on Jenny. Jake had stood up and now him and Tony were on both sides of her. Jake was paying attention to her breasts, bending down to suck on them while Tony was still kissing her neck.

  I thought of all that juice still left in her pussy. I suppose some part of me knew that this was going to happen sometime. I just didn't know it was going to be today, here, at the beach.

  "Reg? Is everything alright?" I turned to see Ava staring at me, looking concerned.

  "Fine. Why?"

  "Ellen just asked if you'd like to come to the Hammocks next weekend? We've both got cottages there and it's sort of a tradition when someone new moves into the village. We have everyone over for a party. Just a tiny little thing."

  "Umm...sure. That...that would be just fine," I answered, barely able to keep my eyes on Ava. I could hear what Tony and Jake were doing to Jenny. When I turned to look at her again, she was lo
ving every second of it.

  Her eyes were closed and her body swayed naked between the two men as their hands caressed her curvy frame. I started getting hard and I couldn't stop watching what was happening.

  "Oh Reg," Ava said, "you're probably just distracted. Let me help you with that so we can talk."

  Before I could stop her she'd pulled out my half stiff cock and was leaning next to me stroking it. I shot a furtive glance at Ellen but she was just sitting there, sipping her drink and watching the whole thing like it was the most normal thing she'd ever seen.

  "Mmm...you smell a little dirty," I heard Jake say as he kissed his way down Jenny's stomach.

  "I blew a load into her once today already," Tony explained.

  Jake sort of frowned at that, then looked over towards us. "Say Reg, would you mind helping us out with that? Gettin' Jenny all nice and clean for us to fuck her?" The way he asked it, you'd have thought he was asking me for a cup of coffee. I wasn't sure what he meant exactly until the two of them lifted Jenny up onto the picnic table and spread her legs open. Then I knew exactly what they wanted me to do.

  I could feel the whole group of them looking at me now. I wondered what they were thinking. I suppose a part of me wondered at how crazy this had all become. But the strange thing was, I knew I was going to do it. Not only that, as soon as I understood what they wanted, I sort of felt hungry for it.

  "Go on then Reg," Ava whispered taking her hand off my cock. I started walking towards Jenny. My pants fell down around my ankles and I stepped out of them. She was smiling. She was smiling in a way I'd never seen her smile before. She was smiling at me like this was the most precious, loving thing I had ever done or could ever do for her. That smile warmed my insides like no booze ever could. I dropped to my knees in front of her. My eyes settled on her already damp snatch.

  It was beautiful. It had shrunk back down to size and now the two outer lips, wet with her dew, were open slightly like two petals of her pink flower. I didn't know if she could still have any seed left inside her, though I knew Tony had fucked a lot into her. I would have thought most of it would have soaked into her bikini by now. It made me strangely sad. For some reason I wanted to know what that would taste like, coming from inside her.