Hotwife Confessions: Five complete erotic cheating wife tales

by Cleo Danbury

  "Nothing honey," Rick answered her. "We're just laughing." He looked at me. "We might want to wait until bedtime to finish this conversation.

  Chapter Eight

  The girls were down by eight thirty and I flopped down on our bed. Rick sat beside me and draped his arm across my legs.

  "So my brother saw you naked, huh? I guess after the week he's having, he was do for some good luck."

  I laughed. "I felt like such an idiot." I took a deep breath. Since he didn't seem upset at the first part of the story, I figured I should go ahead and tell him the next part.

  "He didn't just see me. I sorta ran into him."

  Rick perked up. "That's an interesting new detail."

  I looked at him, "I didn't want to bring it up in front of the girls. I opened the door and just walked in. I was practically running. He was standing in front of the shower drying off and I ran right into him."

  I was anticipating any number of responses from Rick, but I didn't expect him to start rubbing my leg.

  "So let me get this straight. You, naked, ran into Kevin who was also naked?"

  I bit my lip. "Yep. And then I hid behind the door."

  Rick reclined on the bed beside me and continued to rub my leg. "I'm surprised you didn't hurt yourself. He's hung like a horse."

  "Yep."

  He laughed and pushed harder on my leg, his hand edging closer to my thigh. "Then what did you do?"

  A bit of a tricky question, but I went with mostly honest. "I took the towel and ran down the hall."

  "Oh. Is that all?"

  "You sound disappointed."

  "Well, you looked so nervous telling the story, I just assumed it ended with him bending you over the sink or something."

  I shifted on my side to face him. "Would you have liked that story better?"

  Rick shrugged and slid him hand even further up my thigh. His fingers were under the rim of my shorts. "Kevin's a stud. I'm surprised you were able to resist him."

  I thought about how it had actually been the other way around. "He didn't try to hit on me. He even turned around and looked away."

  Rick shook his head. "I'm gonna have to have a talk with that boy."

  I tried to understand what I was hearing. Rick seemed to be enjoying this conversation much more than I would have expected. I tried not to get my hopes up.

  "Okay, so what would your reaction be if I told you something had happened?" I opened my legs a little wider. His hand was up to the edge of my underwear.

  "I would make you tell me about it while I fucked you," he replied, his fingers edging under my panties and to my lips.

  My heart began to race and I could feel myself swelling. His fingers slid slowly across my lips which were now wet. I pushed my hips forward and his fingers entered me.

  "So, if I told you that, when I say I took the towel, I meant the one he was wearing…" I let the thought drift off and opened my legs as wide as I could for him.

  He didn't respond with words. He shoved two fingers into my pussy and drove them as far into me as he could. I inhaled sharply and grabbed his wrist, holding him in place as I shifted my hips to get him as deep as possible.

  Finally he spoke, "I would ask why you stopped there." He curled his fingers inside me, hitting that spot just behind my clit. I arched my back and moaned.

  "I was running late," I said with a hint of regret in my voice.

  "What would have happened if you weren't late?"

  He reached up and stroked my cheek with his left hand, his right hand fucking me slowly but with a lot of pressure.

  "I would have sucked his dick," I replied and slid his thumb into my mouth. I ran my tongue in circles around his thumb and slid my lips up and down in soft strokes. Rick was breathing heavy now, sliding his fingers in and out of me. Without releasing me, he shifted on the bed and unbuttoned his pants with one hand. He slid his jeans off and he was rock hard, hovering over my face. I wrapped my hand around his cock and pulled him to my mouth.

  As he lowered his cock into my mouth, Rick took a deep breath and spoke. "There's something you didn't know about Kevin and Chelsea Cox."

  I paused a moment, looking up at him. I couldn't exactly ask him to explain.

  He kept going, "While she was giving Kevin his first blow jobs, I was fucking her from behind." He buried this sentence in the midst of furiously fingering me, trying to keep me distracted from the ramifications of this news.

  It worked. I was so horny that all I could think was that I wanted more details. The image of my husband and his brother in a threesome was something I had never considered, but I was intrigued.

  I pulled away long enough to talk, "Tell me about it," I said and then went back to work.

  "It was about a year before we met. I was dating Chelsea and she found out Kevin was still a virgin. She wanted to give him a blow job for his seventeenth birthday. It went from there. We got together for about a month. We did everything to that girl that two young guys could do."

  I was so wet I could hear it as he continued to fuck me. But the images in my head were probably doing more to affect me. I pictured myself stuck between these two, Kevin shoving his massive cock in my mouth while Rick pounded my pussy.

  I pulled away again, "Would now be a good time to tell you I masturbated for him the night before our wedding?"

  He grabbed my hair and plunged his cock deep into my mouth. I relaxed, taking him as far as he could go. He fucked me hard, hitting the back of my throat on each stroke. I opened wide and let him have his way with me as I felt myself starting to tense up.

  When I felt him swell inside my mouth, my pussy exploded. My whole body tensed and I tried to remember not to bite him. Rick stopped in mid-stroke as he came in my mouth. The sensation sent another orgasmic ripple through my pussy and I clamped tight around his fingers.

  Chapter Nine

  Rick was still in my mouth, slowly softening, when the front door opened and closed. I pulled back and looked at him.

  He smiled and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

  He wasn't joking. I could see that. "Fuck yes!" I said.

  "Then get undressed." He scooted over on the bed and pulled my shorts and panties off. I pulled my shirt and bra over my head and dumped them over the side of the bed.

  "Hey Kevin, down here," Rick yelled as he ran his fingers over my nipple. I shuddered and grabbed his wrist. He pinched me, just hard enough to make me yelp.

  Kevin opened the door. "Hey guys, how's it-" He stopped in mid sentence, looking at the bed.

  I looked up at him, "I told him about this morning. It's all good." I fought the urge to caress my pussy and lost. I watched his eyes go from my fingers, to Rick, and back again. Suddenly, a look of recognition crossed his face.

  "Did you tell her about Chelsea?"

  Rick nodded and Kevin stepped into the room, closing the door. "And we're all cool with that?"

  "We are," Rick said as he stripped his shirt off. "Come join us. It's been awhile since we've done this."

  Without another word, Kevin stepped towards the bed, kicking off his shoes. He disrobed slowly, staring at me the entire time. I met his eyes, thinking about the years of flirting and how safe it seemed at the time. Now, as he stood over me with his gigantic cock pointed at me, I wondered if I had made the best mistake of my life.

  "I've got one request," Kevin said, standing at the end of the bed. "I want you two in the same position you were in when I walked in on you."

  I gave him an evil grin as I rose up. "You dirty boy. I told you that you would never forget that day." I turned around and straddled Rick who moved to the middle of the bed. I looked him in the eye, making sure that we were okay. He grabbed my face and kissed me fully before pushing my head down to his cock.

  Just as before, I stuck my ass in the air and fingered myself while I sucked his dick. Behind me, I could hear the skin on skin sound of Kevin stroking himself. I peeked back, and grinned at him. "Did you jack off that night in the living roo
m?"

  He smiled and nodded. "Barely got it back in my pants before Rick walked in. Didn't quite finish."

  "Well you can finish tonight," I said and turned my attention back to Rick. When I felt his weight settle behind me on the bed, I nearly came. My pussy was dripping and I arched my back to him. I moaned when he put his hands on my hips. As he approached me, I reached between my legs and held him. My fingers wouldn't touch, he was so thick. I guided him to me and waited.

  He slid in slowly, torturing me as he went. I felt myself stretching in slow motion and I groaned with pleasure. It felt like to took a full minute for him to settle inside of me, but when he did I was ready to burst. He pulled back just as slowly and held it for a beat, just the head of his dick still inside me. And then he shoved.

  I tried to pull away, but Rick was still holding my head. I screamed, muffled of course by his cock which was starting to engorge again. Kevin slammed his hips against me, pushing me forward. I didn't think I could take another shot like that, but when he started forward again, I found my self leaning into it.

  "Ugh," I grunted, pulling away from him so he could do it again. He responded, pulling hard on my hips and slamming me with a loud smack. I started to get lost in the rhythm, my mouth buried around Rick's cock but not actively working on him. He continued to hold me in place as his erection returned. Suddenly he was gagging me.

  I had to pull away, but began rocking with the force of Kevin fucking me and slid up and down on Rick. Rick scooted away and got on his knees, positioning himself directly in front me. They worked in unison, one pushing, one pulling, hammering me from both ends at once.

  I was in heaven. The sensation of four strong hands and two hard cocks on my body was overwhelming me. I relaxed and just enjoyed the jarring beating that my body was taking. I tensed up as an orgasm rolled through me, but they never slowed down. They were using me and I loved it. I braced myself on my hand and knees and let them have their way with me.

  They fucked me like this for fifteen minutes. I lost count on how many times I came, but the bed was soaked beneath me. Then an idea struck me. The boys had their fun, now my turn. I pulled away from Rick and looked up at him.

  "I want you both inside me."

  He smiled. "I can assure you it's a tight fit."

  "Good." I looked back over my shoulder. "I want Kevin on bottom."

  Chapter Ten

  They exchanged glances and shrugged. "Sure," Rick said and Kevin pulled out and came around the side of the bed. He laid down and I jumped on top of him, grabbing his chest and digging in my finger nails. Without waiting, I sank down on his cock which looked big enough to reach my sternum.

  "Oh, fuck, you feel amazing." I leaned down and kissed him hard. His cheeks were rough with stubble and his tongue entered my mouth with no hesitation. I rocked back and forth on him, feeling him bottom out inside my stretched pussy. I wrapped my arms around the side of his head, clasping my fingers behind his neck. I felt Rick's hands on my hips and I reached back to swipe him away.

  "Gimme just a minute," I said, smiling back at him. He laughed and nodded and stepped away.

  I fucked Kevin and I fucked him hard. I fucked him with eleven years of pent up wondering. He grabbed my ass in both hands and pulled me close, pumping his hips and driving into me. I rode him until I felt another wave coming and held him tight as my body shivered.

  As I lay there panting, Rick climbed on to the bed and came behind me. I arched my hips, wondering exactly how this was going to work…

  It worked. I was so wet and open that Rick slid right in, angling upward as Kevin filled the lower half of my pussy. Even though it was easy, it didn't stop me from screaming. I felt like they were splitting me in two and yet my pussy was asking for more. I slowly raised up, the two cocks sliding out of me, and tried to push back against them. It was a struggle and I nearly lost them.

  Rick saved me. He put his hands on my hips and held me still. "Stay right there," he said. "I'll do the moving."

  I settled into the position; Kevin deep inside me from the bottom and Rick sliding in and out of me from the top. I was blown away by the sensation, going from so full that it hurt to so full I thought I would explode. I was yelling now, "Oh, god yes, just like that!" over and over again. I think I forgot my name.

  Beneath me, I felt Kevin begin to tense up as his breath grew shallow. I smiled at him, waiting to see the look on his face when he came inside me. He held his breath, arched his hips and shook. Being so full, I felt every pulse as he came. This sent me over the edge and I began to convulse, screaming as the waves rolled from my head to my toes.

  Rick was right behind us. I felt him speed up for just a moment before stopping, buried to the hilt inside me and the giving a long sigh.

  We sat there, not moving or speaking for several minutes. Finally, with my forehead laying on Kevin's chest, I was able to speak.

  "Did your apartment really burn down, or was this just an elaborate setup?

  Chapter Eleven

  Breakfast the next morning was not nearly as awkward as I would have imagined.

  Rick and I stayed up late into the night discussing many of those hidden parts of our past. He told me about some of his early college days that involved multiple partners at once. I told him about the time I almost gave Dan Munson my phone number, four years after we were married. I discovered that Rick had thought about me cheating on him almost as much as I had.

  The three of us sat around the table, drinking coffee and discussing Kevin's plans for moving in to his new apartment.

  "I've got living room furniture coming today. They'll be there around two o'clock to deliver. Once I get that done, I'm good to move in."

  I poured more coffee and took a sip. "What about supplies? Dishes, towels, regular household stuff?"

  Kevin shrugged, "I guess I'll get to that stuff eventually. I hadn't really thought about it."

  A thought raced through my head and I gave Rick a wicked smile. "I'm going to take Kevin shopping."

  He smiled back. "Are you now?"

  I nodded. "We'll get some shopping done and have the apartment stocked by the time the furniture arrives." I locked eyes with him. "Then we can test out his new couch."

  Rick bit his lip and squirmed in his chair. "Just don't break anything on the first day."

  I got up and gave him a kiss on the top of his head. I looked at Kevin, "Give me thirty minutes to get ready," and headed towards the bedroom.

  I tried to think of something to say on the drive across town. Anything that didn't involve fucking my brother in law would do, but I couldn't seem to think of anything.

  "So you and Rick have had some fun times over the years, yeah?"

  He laughed and shook his head. "A long time ago. Rick got the girls, I was just along for the ride." He looked at me and took a deep breath. "We talked about you, way back when. But Rick said 'no' when he realized he was serious about you."

  I turned and looked at him. "You guys thought I would go for that?"

  He shrugged, "We were pretty persuasive."

  I thought about it for a minute and then nodded. "Yeah. I probably would have." Fuck, why hadn't Rick told me any of this earlier?

  I reached over and put my hand on his leg. "Let's get this done so we can get back to your place."

  Chapter Twelve

  Loaded down with an armful of plastic bags from Target, we made our way up the stairs. The new apartment was on the fifth floor, two buildings down from the old one. By the time we made it to the door, I was beat.

  Breathing hard, I stood behind him while he unlocked the door. I leaned up, my breath tickling the back of his neck. "Hurry up. I need to lay down.

  Kevin fumbled with the key, finally getting the lock to turn and stepped inside. I tossed the bags onto the kitchen counter and went straight for the newly delivered couch. I flopped down, my arms and legs falling over the side.

  "Hey Kevin," I called out, finally catching my breath.

  "Y
eah?" he called back from the kitchen.

  "Come here and fuck me."

  He walked over and stood at the foot of the couch, looking down at me. I was laying with my eyes closed, relaxing. I raised a hand and motioned to him with my index finger. "Take my pants off."

  He waited just a moment and then came around to the front of the couch and knelt beside me. My heart was suddenly racing. I tried to keep calm as I felt his hands on the button of my pants. I kept my eyes closed and tried to breathe slowly. When my pants slid down my legs, it was all I could do to stay still.