Happy Hotwife, Happy Life - Part 10

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"What are you thinking about?" Alex asked.

It was a little after dinner on a Thursday. We were on the couch. I hadn't realized I'd sort of drifted off until he said something.

"It must be good," he added, "given that smile on your face."

"I was thinking about Simon."

Jealousy flashed across his face. Just for a moment, though. Then came a touch of arousal.

"I don't know why, but I was thinking about when I gave him head at his office. I was thinking about how it felt to be on my knees, to have him in my mouth, to give him pleasure like that."

Alex moved a little closer and ran his hand over my thigh. He kissed my neck and moaned, making it perfectly clear that he didn't mind one bit that I was thinking about having another man's cock in my mouth.

"Should you text him?" he asked. "I can't imagine he'd turn down the chance to fool around with you."

I turned and looked at my husband, whose excitement was obvious. "I want to wait until this weekend. I want him to be as desperate for me as I am for him. I want you to see that, Alex. I want you to witness my desire for him. I want you to get the full experience."

His hand moved between my legs and pressed against my pussy. My leggings were thin enough that a little bit of pressure meant a great deal of stimulation and I closed my eyes for a moment and moaned.

"I wouldn't you mind you giving me head, though," I said. "How would you feel about that?"

He was on his knees before I'd even finished the question. He peeled off my leggings and panties and I inched my hips forward until my pussy was right at the edge of the couch. Alex then went to work.

"Is it okay if I think about him?" I asked.

He nodded and plunged his tongue inside me. He dragged it all the way up to my clit and repeated the process over and over. It was a slow, teasing way of eating my pussy. I liked it, though. I liked that he clearly wanted to extend the duration of his time on his knees.

Then an idea came to mind. I grabbed my phone. I called Simon. I put him on speaker.

"Are you calling him?" Alex asked.

I nodded. "Just keep eating my pussy, baby. Keep going nice and slow, too."

"Hey there," Simon said in his deep voice.

"Hey, baby," I replied. "I was just thinking about you, about our date on Saturday night...and about when I visited you at your office."

I could practically hear the smile on his face. "Oh yeah?"

I moaned. "Yeah. My husband could tell I was lost in thought. I told him I was thinking about you, about sucking your cock, about how good it felt to have you in my mouth, to give you pleasure, to make you cum, to swallow your load."

"Fuck, Erica...now you've got me all turned on."

"Well then you should take your cock out and stroke it for me."

I heard him unzip his pants. I heard him lower them to free his dick.

"I can't stop thinking about you," he said. "About that visit to my office."

"About the way I sucked your cock and swallowed your cum?"

He moaned. Fuck, that moan was so hot. There's something irresistible about knowing I can make a man like Simon feel so good with nothing more than a memory and a few well-delivered words.

"Yes, about that. About this weekend, too. I can't wait to fuck you, Erica. I can't wait to have you for a night."

"To do as you please with me?"

This time I moaned as the idea of surrendering myself to Simon suddenly felt quite thrilling. I knew he was the kind of man that would fuck me the way I needed and wanted to be fucked, and so that sense of surrender was exceedingly hot.

"Is that what I'll get to do on Saturday night?" he asked.

"Yes," I answered.

"And your husband is going to enjoy watching that?"

I looked down at Alex, who seemed utterly enthralled with the conversation.

"Oh, he's going to love it," I said while running my fingers through Alex's hair. "He's going to love sitting and watching as another man enjoys his wife's body. He's going to love seeing me cum with your big cock buried so deep inside me. He's going to love seeing me make you cum, Simon. He's going to love every second of it."

"And will he participate?" Simon asked. "Because it might be fun to have him eat your pussy before I fuck you, or go down on you after I've been inside you."

Simon was getting into the cuckolding aspect of our relationship. I couldn't help but wonder if he'd done a little research or if he was simply exploring the things that made him feel good.

"Would you like that, Simon? Would it turn you on if I made my husband eat my pussy before you fucked me?"

"Fuck yes it would," he answered.

I put a hand on the back of Alex's head and applied a little pressure. My pussy lips opened around his mouth. It turned me on to watch him let me guide him in that way. I saw no sense of worry or fear in his eyes over what Simon was proposing, which also delighted me.

"Then I'll have to do that," I said. "I suppose a good cuckold should be willing to tend to his wife's pussy before she gives it to another man. Fuck...that's a really fucking hot idea."

I moaned as Alex tended to my clit.

"Tell me you're gonna fuck me hard, Simon. Tell me you're gonna fuck me hard in front of my husband."

I could hear him stroking his gorgeous cock.

"I'm gonna fuck you hard, Erica. I'm gonna fuck you hard and fuck you good. I'm gonna make you see stars when you cum. I'm gonna show your husband what it looks like when you get the kind of fucking you need."

"Simon, baby, I'm cumming!"

I came hard. Really fucking hard. I came hard because I was thinking about having Simon inside me. I came hard because Alex was licking my pussy as I was thinking about another man. I came because it was all incredibly fucking hot.

Simon came too. I heard his grunting and groaning. I imagined thick ropes of semen spurting from the plump head of his cock and it put a smile on my face. I even thought briefly about having that cock in my mouth and tasting his load and that too was an utter delight.

"I'll see on Saturday," I said after my orgasm. 

"I can't wait."

I hung up and pulled Alex's lips to mine for a long kiss. I caressed his stiff cock a little. I thought about jerking him off or letting him fuck me, but I denied him. Saturday was going to be better if he was exceptionally horny.

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I dressed in a full lingerie set. Bra, panties, garter belt, stockings, heels. The whole deal. I bought it new for the hotel date and I paid quite a bit for it. Expensive lingerie just looks better.

I was wearing it when Simon showed up. I was on the couch with a glass of champagne in my hand. My legs were crossed. I tried my very best to play the part of a seductress and did so while Alex sat in the desk chair playing the part of an audience member for our little show.

Another glass of champagne waited and Simon picked it up, took a sip, and sat next to me. I uncrossed my legs and he put a hand on my thigh. He ran his fingers over my nylon-clad skin and I felt an electric charge of pleasure rush between my legs.

"It's good to see you," I said softly.

"You're stunning, Erica," he replied. "More stunning than any woman has ever been."

I smiled, leaned in, and kissed him. It was a kiss of pure desire. I wanted him so badly. I'd spent all week dreaming of having him inside me, of being fucked by the gorgeous man whose tongue was now in my mouth.

We took our time, though. It was like we both understood that the pleasure would be that much better if we were in no rush to indulge in the act of fucking. Instead, we drank our champagne. We kissed. We fooled around. He rubbed my pussy through the panties and played with my tits a little. I caressed his cock through his jeans. I sucked on his tongue. I kissed his neck and whispered into his ear about how I was looking forward to having his big cock in my mouth while my husband watched.

Eventually, the champagne bottle was empty. My pussy was soaked. Simon's cock was hard and there seemed to be a healthy amount of precum in his underwear.

"I want you," I whispered as I set my glass on the coffee table. I took Simon's glass away, too, and straddled him. It felt good to be dressed in lingerie, to be dressed like a sexpot for his pleasure while he remained in his clothes. It was a small thing, but there was something very sexy about it.

We kissed as I slowly moved my hips back and forth over his crotch. Simon's strong hands moved over my body, touching me in all the right places and igniting a firestorm of desire in the process.

At one point I looked over my shoulder at Alex. He was sitting in the desk chair and gently rubbing his cock through his pants. He had a look of pure lust on his face. He was clearly enjoying himself.

"Do you like what you see?" I asked.

He nodded. A smile crossed his face. "You're so beautiful, Erica."

Simon kissed my breasts through the bra. He grasped my ass hard, squeezing it like he owned it. Alex seemed to enjoy that as his gaze shifted to the hands on my ass.

"Alex, would you mind helping Simon out of his shoes?" I asked.

That surprised him. It surprised me too, to be honest. I don't know why, but something about asking Alex to remove Simon's shoes seemed insanely hot to me in the moment.

Alex took a few moments to consider it, but then he got up. He walked towards us. He pulled the coffee table back to give himself room and then sank to his knees. I watched him untie one of Simon's shoes and then turned my attention to the man that would soon be inside me.

He smiled up at me. I took his head in my hands. I leaned down and I kissed him deeply while he pulled my panties aside and slipped a finger inside me. I moaned and thought of Alex watching another man finger me while removing that man's shoes. My pussy got wetter. Maybe that sounds strange or even a little cruel to my husband, but my pussy got wetter.

"Should I have him take your socks off?" I asked.

Simon nodded.

I smiled at him and held his gaze as I said, "Alex, baby, would you please take Simon's socks off, as well?"

"Of course," he said.

Simon slipped a second finger inside me. I moaned again. He probed deeply and I kissed him. His tongue entered my mouth and my lips clamped down around it. I sucked slowly and gently like I was going to do once I got on my knees for him.

Once Simon's socks and shoes were off, I climbed off his lap and stood in front of him. Alex stood behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck.

"Alex, darling, would you remove my panties?"

I'd put them on over the garters - always do that, ladies - so all Alex had to do was drop to his knees and pull them down for me. I stared at Simon as my husband unveiled my pussy and I loved that he stared right between my legs at the object of his affection.

"This is yours tonight," I said to him as I rubbed my pussy. "It's yours all night long. My husband is here, but he can't have it. Only you can have it. The best he can do is taste it, is get it extra wet for you with his tongue."

I stepped to the side and turned towards Alex, who was on his knees with my panties in his hand.

"My pussy is his tonight, sweetheart. You understand that, right?"

He nodded.

"Come and kiss it."

Alex crawled closer and kissed my pussy.

"Now lick it."

His tongue entered me. He licked me. He lapped my cunt. He sucked on my clit a little, too. It felt good, though I watched Simon the whole time.

"He's getting my pussy - your pussy, really - ready for you," I said. "You should take your pants off. I want you in my mouth. I want my husband to watch me suck your dick."

I did want that. I wanted it badly. There was something about Alex watching me suck another man's cock that had me all kinds of turned on.

Simon undressed as he watched Alex go down on me. His dick was rock hard when he pulled his underwear down and I felt a genuine wave of desire wash over me. Fuck he looked good. His cock was big and beautiful and hard as a rock and the tip was glossy from his precum.

I gently pushed Alex away from my pussy and smiled down at him. "I'm going to suck his dick now. I'd like it if you were next to me. I'd like it if you watched."

I moved in front of Simon and dropped to my knees. He smiled in the way a man does when a woman is on her knees for him. Then he moaned because I took him in my mouth. He moaned because I sucked his dick while looking up at him.

I gave a slow, sensual blowjob. I didn't need to blow him to excite him. He was already eager to fuck me. I did it because it turned me on and because I wanted Alex to see. I wanted my husband to witness every phase of his cuckolding.

Alex was right next to me. I could feel him. I saw Simon glance at him every once in a while, too. I reached over and found my husband's cock. I caressed him through his jeans. I heard him moan.

Then I was consumed by a desire to kiss him, so I did. I leaned over. We kissed. Our tongues entwined. I stroked Simon while doing so. I stroked the man that would soon be inside me and kissed the man I was married to. It was beautiful.

"Does his cock taste good?" I asked. It was thrilling to utter the words, and much more so because it clearly turned Alex on to hear them.

"Yes," he whispered after a moan.

"There are condoms on the nightstand. Go get me one."

Alex stood and rushed towards the nightstand while I took Simon in my mouth again. I can't explain how much I enjoyed sucking his cock in that moment in that hotel room. It was pure pleasure. It was so fucking hot. It made my pussy so fucking wet.

Alex returned with the condom, but I continued to suck cock. I worshiped it. I made Simon feel good. Then, finally, I kissed my husband again and took the condom from him. I tore it open and rolled it down my lover's thick dick.

I straddled him. I took his cock inside me. I kissed while slowly sitting down on him. I moaned at the beautiful sensation of my pussy having to stretch just a bit around his thickness.

"You're so much thicker than he is," I whispered.

"Does that feel good?" he asked.

"Oh my god yes."

Simon grasped my ass and squeezed it hard. "Does it feel better?"

I lifted my pussy and slowly sank down on him. "Yes, it feels so much better."

That felt like a little bit of a risk with Alex right there. He moaned, though, and when I looked over my shoulder I noticed that he'd moved right behind me. He wanted a better view. That was really fucking hot to me.

"Does it look good, baby?" I asked. "Do you like watching me ride his fat cock?"

Alex looked up at me and nodded. He seemed to be in a daze - a good kind of daze - and I couldn't help but smile.

I turned back to Simon and kissed him as we fucked slowly. I was in no rush to cum. I wanted to, but I also wanted to take my time. I wanted to kiss Simon, to feel his hands move over my body, to savor every moment of having him inside me.

I looked back at Alex again. He was stroking himself through his pants and staring at the union of my body with Simon's. I loved that he was so enraptured by his cuckolding.

"Baby, how would you feel about kissing my ass while I ride him? I think I'd really like to feel your lips on my skin."

Alex crawled closer. He kissed my ass while I watched, while I slowly rode Simon.

"That feels so good, baby."

I turned back to the man inside me.

"He's a good helper, isn't he?" Simon asked.

"He is. He wants to make sure I feel good, that I enjoy myself."

I rode him a little faster. I put a hand on the wall behind the couch to get a bit of leverage. Simon played with my tits through the delicate lace of my bra.

Then I felt Alex's hands on my ass. He spread my cheeks. A moment later I felt his tongue on my asshole. It was utterly unprompted but it felt so fucking good. It was surprising, too, which made it hotter.

I had an orgasm. It came up on me in the span of just a few seconds. My body trembled as I settled on Simon's cock while Alex kept eating my ass. I loved that he was so eager to be so dirty. I loved that he made me cum so fucking hard.

"Holy shit," I said softly.

I kissed Simon slowly and deeply and then looked over my shoulder.

"Thank you for that, Alex. What an unexpected delight."

He smiled. "You're welcome."

I climbed off of Simon and sauntered towards the bed. I crawled in, looked over my shoulder, and then rolled onto my back. "Come and take me."

Simon got up, crawled into the bed, and took me. He buried his cock deep inside me. He kissed me. He began to fuck me.

"Harder."

He fucked me harder. He fucked me so good.

I turned my head to see that Alex had crawled closer to the bed. I'd envisioned him watching from the chair or couch, but I liked that he wanted to be closer. I reached out and he took my hand. I squeezed it tight. It felt good to be connected to him while Simon fucked me.

"Simon, baby...your cock feels so good inside me!"

In just a few minutes I came again. Harder than the first time. Simon slowed his thrusts and I wrapped my arms and legs around him while we kissed. It was slow and deep and so fucking beautiful.

"I don't think anyone has ever made me cum as hard and as easily as you do," I said as I caressed his face. "I feel lucky to have found you, Simon."

"I feel the same way."

"How about you take me from behind until you cum?"

He pulled out and I moved onto my hands and knees facing Alex. I reached out and took his hand. I squeezed it tight as Simon slid into me from behind. He grabbed my hips and began to fuck me. He went slowly at first, but it wasn't long before he was pounding me in pursuit of his orgasm.

"Kiss me, Alex."

My husband came closer. His lips found mine. It was hard to share a perfect kiss while I was getting fucked, but it was hugely erotic to connect with him while Simon had his way with me from behind.

"I want you to lick my pussy after he cums," I said. "Will you do that for me? Will you soothe my sore pussy with your tongue after Simon cums?"

"Yes."

Simon came not long after. He came really fucking hard, too, at least if the grunting and groaning was any indication.

He pulled out and collapsed into the bed. I cuddled up with him and spread my legs. Alex crawled between them.

"Actually, I think you should be naked, baby."

He backed out of the bed and stripped. I watched the entire time. I smiled as he crawled - now naked - between my legs once more. I moaned softly as he put his tongue inside me. I watched him delicately kiss my pussy lips and stay away from my clit, as it would have been far too sensitive.

Then I turned my attention to Simon. "Thank you for letting Alex watch."

He smiled. "Oh, believe me, it was my pleasure. There's something very hot about fucking a married woman while her husband watches."

I kissed him and rested a hand on his chest. "Especially when you fuck that married woman better than her husband does."

He chuckled. "Yes, that definitely makes it better."

Alex moaned into my pussy. He affirmed his enjoyment of his cuckolding.

"Alex, baby, would you like to cum now, or would you like to stick around and watch Simon fuck me again?"

He looked up. "I'd like to stick around and watch."

I smiled. I pulled the condom off of Simon's cock and extended my hand towards my husband. "You can throw this away, then. And while you're in the bathroom, dampen a wash cloth with warm water so I can clean my lover's cock for him."

Alex took the condom without hesitation and strode towards the bathroom.

"You know," Simon began, "I find it really hot when you make him do stuff like that. Is that weird?"

I shook my head. "I make him do stuff like that because I find it really hot too. Really, really fucking hot. I didn't know how hot I'd find it until today, to be honest with you."

He kissed me softly. "I guess that's something to start exploring then, huh?"

I nodded.

I did begin to explore it. Deeply, in fact, and it proved exceedingly arousing for all involved.

I'll tell you more about it next time.