The Slut Wife Collection: Twenty Hardcore Erotica Stories

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by Julie Bosso


  Andi had had a few experiences with women in college and so it was not her first time licking pussy, but she had forgotten how incredible it could feel to make another women react to her tongue. She focused on Drea’s clit while she moved two fingers inside her, thrusting slowly and searching for the elusive g-spot. She knew she had hit it when Drea suddenly bucked and sucked in her breath, and Andi began to furiously tap and move her fingers over it until Drea cried out and came, shuddering as giant spasms ran through her body.

  Andi kept softly licking her friend, but now she felt a tongue on her own pussy, thrusting in and out like a tiny dick. She moaned and began moving her body back against it, forcing the tongue deeper and harder into her aching hole. She felt herself getting closer and reached under to try and rub her clit, but then tongue suddenly stopped and she was left trembling and on the edge.

  Then the tongue went to her ass and she jumped, but the sensation was so incredible that she again began to move back against it, pushing it deeper into her tiny hole. Drea now moved away and went behind her and then the tongue was pulled out as well. She was rolled to her side and she could feel Philip’s body along hers as Drea laid down in front of her. Drea, though, had positioned herself so that her head was at Andi’s pussy and Andi’s head was at her pussy. She shivered as Drea’s tongue started up with long strokes along her pussy lips, pausing to circle her clit each time. Focused on her own rising orgasm, she limply licked at Drea’s pussy, but she didn’t have the energy to keep it up for long.

  Suddenly, Philip’s hands gripped her waist tightly, causing her to cry out in pain. He had been slowly pushing between her pressed together thighs, using his cock to stroke the lips of her pussy lightly in tandem with Drea’s tongue. Drea had also been licking him, leaving him very wet. Now, though, he pressed the head of his cock against the tiny hole between her ass cheeks, and began slowly invading a part of her no one had attacked before. His thick cock slid further and further inside and the pain began rippling through her body in unimaginable waves, but then it was gone and he was stroking in and out of here in small thrusts and an intense desire began building in her pussy. She began to move and squirm, trying to gain relief for the intense feeling inside her and Philip began thrusting faster and harder in response. Then, Drea lifted Andi’s leg up over her husband’s and buried her tongue in Andi’s aching pussy. The moment it touched on her clit, she began coming hard, her body rolling back and forth with the power of her orgasm. Drea’s tongue stayed on her, and her orgasm kept going, making her pussy and ass clench painfully as Philip fucked her ass faster. Then, his arms tightened around her and she felt his hips push up as he thrust deep into her and came inside her puckered little hole.

  It was a while before they could disentangle themselves, but, finally, Andi knew she had to get home to take care of her kids and possibly Matt, if he chose to be there tonight. After dressing, they both walked her to the door and gave her a goodbye kiss. She felt so swallowed in their intense love that she hesitated on the doorstep. “What is it?” Drea looked at her with concern.

  “Nothing, I just have never known anything so incredible. I may have to invite myself over from time to time.” Andi was joking, but there was a small note of pleading in her voice.

  “Oh, honey, you are welcome anytime.” Drea came out and hugged and kissed her again, and, finally, she made it to her car and home.

  As she lay in bed alone that night, Matt having called and excused himself with the usual drivel about a desperate client needing extra handholding, she thought about her day with Drea and Philip. She’d had a threesome in college once before, but it had been with two guys and it had been nothing like the sweet overwhelming experience she’d just enjoyed.

  For the first time in a long time, she went to bed contented with life.

  HEY HON, SHOW US YOUR TITS

  A Hot Wife Double Team Sex Erotica Story

  by Julie Bosso

  All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press

  When Mark first suggested it to me, I was a little taken aback. Strike that. I was very taken aback. Look at it from my perspective for a moment. I came home and my loving husband said, “Jessie, I was thinking that it might be a good idea for you to fuck Brent and I at the same time.” There were so many things wrong with the statement, and I think it’s the sixth grade teacher in me that responded in the most ludicrous way possible.

  “It’s Brent and me, Hon, not Brent and I.” Sure, that was easily the least likely response any wife ever gave to a suggestion like that, but that’s what I said.

  “So you think we should do it, Jess?” I took a deep breath. Mark and I weren’t prudes, and many women had shared our bed, but this was the first time he’d suggested we involve another man.

  I could guess why Mark was thinking we should involve Brent in the bedroom. Brent had just gone through a nasty divorce and, from what I could gather; it had left him feeling less than a man. Apparently, the lovely ex-wife was blabbing around town, from bar to bar really, that Brent was less than exceptional in the bedroom. Mark hadn’t heard anything from anyone but Brent, but he told me that Brent was feeling lower than dirt. So, with all this running through my head, I sighed and gave in. “Yeah, fine. I’ll fuck your broken-hearted friend. God, honey, this better not backfire because then you’ll take all the responsibility.”

  Mark grinned as he pulled me to him. “I don’t know how fucking a gorgeous woman could possibly make things worse but, if Brent ends up psychotic about it, yeah, I’ll deal with it.”

  So, two days later, Mark invited Brent over for dinner. I wasn’t sure how much Mark had told Brent of our plan. I didn’t want to assume anything and suddenly jump in Brent’s lap as he finished his apple pie but I did dress for the occasion, hoping that would smooth things along the way. I was wearing a short skirt and a simple white t-shirt that clearly showed my bra in outline through the thin cotton material. I looked myself over in the mirror and thought that Brent would have to be clinically depressed to not get excited over seeing my pert ass in that skirt and my full breasts under that shirt.

  Brent finally arrived and I could feel his eyes on me like two lasers burning a hole straight through me. It made me want to laugh in a way, but I just ate my salad and waited. Eventually, dinner ended and Mark led Brent into the living room to sit for a while and talk. As he walked out though, he turned and gave me a wink. I nodded, figuring that he was hoping I would make an entrance and get the ball rolling. So, I cleared a few dishes and gave them some time to get settled and then, I followed them into the living room, where I promptly spilled the drink I had in my hand all over the front of my shirt. This had two benefits. It showed off my bra and my tits popping out of the top of it in clear relief and, it also gave me an excuse to take it off.

  The drink splashed over me and I made a fuss. “Oh, damn it.” I started brushing at the slowly spreading stain, lightly touching my tits with each stroke. Mark jumped up and tried to help me, but I waved him back. Then, Mark looked back at Brent and said, “Just leave it, babe. The shirt’s gonna be no good and, well, come on, Hon, we won’t mind if you have to take it off.”

  I looked up and glanced briefly over at Brent and saw the sudden desire flare up in his eyes but, I had to make this show good, so I pouted a little bit. “God, honey, no way. I’ll go clean up in the bedroom.”

  Mark stopped me. “Well, Hon, at least show us your tits.”

  I looked at him and then I looked at Brent again and smiled. Then, I reached to the bottom of my wet shirt and peeled it up and over my head. Still smiling, I moved closer to where Brent was sitting and then, I reached behind me and undid my bra, letting my full round breasts fall free. That seemed to hit Brent just right because he groaned the moment he saw them, and that got me very excited. Without Mark prompting, I scooted out of my skirt and stood before Brent in just my little panties, my curves deliciously on display.

  It was amazing how quickly things got started from that poin
t. It went from, “Hon, show us your tits” to both men around me, running their hands up and down my body. Mark was a little more urgent than Brent. I think Brent was still a little bit unsure about being with his best friend’s wife but Mark was pulling off his clothes while simultaneously groping me and Brent moved more slowly. Once Mark was naked he pushed me to my knees and then his cock was pushing past my lips. I opened wide to take him in. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Brent still was fully dressed so I reached up and stroked at his cock through his pants then I pulled my hand away as Brent rubbed the back of my head.

  I lifted myself up a little bit. I wanted to give Brent a good look at my ass. I got up all the way onto my legs so that I was standing and bent over with my mouth on my husband. I think it had the effect that I wanted because Brent reached forward and squeezed my ass and then I felt him pulling my panties off. As I continued to move my mouth over my husband’s cock, going as deep as I could in the position I was in, I felt Brent pull my panties all the way to my ankles. I stepped out of them and then it was incredible because suddenly, his tongue was thrusting up into my pussy. I couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt and it distracted me enough that I gagged around Mark, but I pulled out for a second, caught my breath and got my mouth back on him.

  We kept up that way for a while, me moving my mouth up and down on Mark’s cock while Brent shoved his tongue in and out of me. I was getting more and more turned on and overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through me. Mark grabbed my head and began pushing in and out of me wildly and then Brent pulled his mouth away and then suddenly my cunt was filled with a strange cock. It was incredible. I’d never taken on two men at once and although my husband and I had talked about, no amount of imagining could possible describe what it felt like to have one cock pushed into my mouth while another was pushed into my pussy from behind.

  They moved quickly and urgently while I moaned and squealed around them, feeling my body responding to everything they were doing. I knew that it wasn’t going to be long before I was going to cum and cum hard. The position was getting a little awkward. Mark pulled out of my mouth. And Brent, mostly because he saw Mark pull out and felt uncomfortable about it, pulled out of my pussy. I felt intolerably empty, but I shouldn’t have worried because Mark took me and led me to the couch where he bent me over on my hands and knees. He was going to push into my mouth again but instead looked at Brent and said, “Come get a piece of this, man.”

  Brent walked around to my mouth and suddenly I was confronted with a cock in front of my face that wasn’t the one I had been sucking on for the last five years. I studied it for a minute and reached out and began to stroke it. He was much thicker than Mark, although he wasn’t as long as him. I ran my tongue around the head and opened my mouth wide, intending to tease him, flicking my tongue at his tip but never pushing down as he groaned. But then, Mark grabbed a hold of my hips and shoved into my pussy hard, shoving my mouth forward, hard, so I ended up with Brent’s cock inside my mouth.

  Filled with Mark, I had to strain my mouth really, really wide to take Brent. But once I was on him, I felt his hands on the back of my head. Both men began moving again, pushing in and out. My jaw got sore very, very quickly. Mark was pushing hard and so furiously that I knew I was going to cum soon. They fucked me like that for three or four minutes and then switched off. It was like that for quite a while, one cock in my mouth, thick and hard but never getting into my throat and then a switch off; the thick cock in my pussy and the long cock of my husband pushing so deeply against the back of my throat that I’d gag as I was fucked. They moved me back and forth, over and over. Always the same position, on my hands and knees, one cock in my mouth and one cock in my pussy and they did it over and over again until I finally screamed, “Oh my God! Fuck!”

  I had to take my mouth off of Mark to do it and he grunted kind of angrily, grabbed the back of my head and shoved it deep into my throat. There had only been a few occasions where I had been able to go all the way down on him, if I had been relaxed enough and had time to prepare. But in this case he just shoved right into my throat. I felt the head of his cock push past the opening and he was pushing further and further until his balls hit my chin. I gagged around him. It was strange because the gags sent more thrills through my pussy, filling me with even more pleasure.

  Brent just continued to fuck me hard. My pussy was spasming around him. It was overwhelming and I was relieved when Mark suddenly shouted out and held me tight and I felt his cock expand in my mouth. Since he was already in my throat, I didn’t taste it when he came but I did feel his load shooting into me. I felt it traveling down my throat and I thought it was funny and almost giggled because I thought of the all the times he tried to get me to swallow. This was the one time he didn’t have to say a thing. After he came, he pulled out. Brent continued to fuck me for just a minute or two longer and then Mark said, “Cum in her mouth, cum in her mouth! Not in her pussy.”

  Brent reached down and grabbed my head, yanking me backwards a little more roughly than was called for but I didn’t mind. My pussy felt so incredible that they could have anything they wanted to me. I was backwards, lying on my back when he grabbed my head, tilted it upward and pushed in from above. I felt his cum spurting over my tongue, filling my mouth with its sticky saltiness. He kept his cock in my mouth, my lips stretched wide to take his girth as he continued to pump into me.

  Finally he pulled out and I sat up with a mouthful of cum. I wanted to do something special for them so I opened my mouth and licked my lips, letting them see the way my tongue was coated and then I pulled it back into my mouth and swallowed. I licked my lips again and seductively blew both of them a kiss.

  Slowly, I got up off the couch and leaned down to Brent as I passed him by on my way to the bedroom. “Thanks so much, Brent. That was incredible.” I gave him a kiss and went on my way.

  Two weeks later, I heard from Mark that Brent had started dating a nice girl he’d met at the supermarket. I nodded. “Well, I guess he got his confidence back.”

  Mark walked up and gave me a kiss on the cheek as he wrapped his arms around me. “That’s because he fucked the hottest girl in town.” I smiled as I cuddled with him a minute and then, he went on. “You know, I’m feeling a little low.”

  I laughed and grabbed his hand. “Well, come on then, let’s see what Dr. Jessie can do for you.”

  Mark followed me into the bedroom and soon, therapy was in full swing.

  THE GIFT

  A First Threesome and First Lesbian Sex Experience Short

  by Nancy Brockton

  All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press

  Lyric waltzed into the front room where her husband was busy watching a football game and sat down beside him on the couch. She settled into the cushions and waited for a commercial, knowing better than to interrupt the game, no matter how exciting her news might be. When the inevitable beer commercial finally appeared, she took her husband’s face in her hands and gave him a big kiss.

  Rich looked at her, surprised. “Well, what’s up?”

  She wiggled in her seat, her big grin getting bigger. “It’s something wonderful, but you’ll have to wait until Friday to find out.”

  He looked at her skeptically. That was four days away, a lot could happen in four days, and Lyric was not known for formulating reliable plans. There was the time she had wanted to surprise their neighbor, Mr. Weinstein, with an extravagant birthday party to celebrate his eightieth year and had, instead, sent him to the hospital with a heart attack because he had been so shocked to see twenty people jump out and yell, “Surprise!”

  She saw his look and shook her head. “Oh, this is nothing bad or dangerous. It has not a hint of the possibility of a problem.”

  He nodded, still not convinced. “So, nothing like Mr. Weinstein’s eightieth?”

  Her face puckered a little and then brightened again. “No, it’s nothing like that. In fact, this little surprise is for y
ou. It’s my little gift to your hard work on the Tillman project.”

  The Tillman project had been his baby at work for more than a month. He was an ad exec, newly promoted, and it was his first big client. He and his team had slaved over the best method to peddle an art app, something that, quite truthfully, had seemed a little ridiculous to all of them, and had won the company rep over. Just last week, they had gotten word that the campaign had been given the green light and Rich had been given a hefty bonus. It had been a great moment for him and he had celebrated by taking his wife out to a fancy restaurant and buying her a new diamond drop necklace. Now, it seemed she wanted to return the favor.

  “Rich, you’re looking worried.” She leaned over just as the commercials were ending and whispered into his ear. “Don’t.” She gave him another kiss and left him to enjoy the game in peace.

  The rest of the week was increasingly agonizing for him. Lyric danced around and sang about having a wonderful surprise, an astounding gift that would leave him breathless. He tried to ignore her at first, but slowly, the worry began to seep in. He loved Lyric with all his heart. They had spent a good five years together and had one great little girl that looked just as whimsical as her mother, with the long wispy blond hair and freckled complexion, and he was happy. But, Lyric’s ideas tended to be half-grown and wild, very unlike the things he handled or planned. Often, things ended up with unexpected results, like Mr. Weinstein in the hospital.

  Still, there was a seed of excitement growing in him as well. He knew that, by Friday when he got home from work, he knew it was then because she had made it clear it would be an evening surprise, he would be ready to climb the walls. So, he gave her kisses and prayed that what she had in mind would be something wonderful that would leave everyone involved safe and sound at the end.

  Thursday night they lay in bed after a round of sweet and sensuous sex and Lyric had giggled as he held her in his arms. It wasn’t something guys liked to hear after love-making, so he spoke to her with a little edge in his voice. “What is it?”

 

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