[M]y favorite time with [F]ran, my first hotwife

Please see my first story about when I met Fran and Mike for the first time background on them and how we first met. They introduced me to the hotwife lifestyle, and encouraged me to explore it more. This happened about one year into our relationship, during which we had become very comfortable with each other.

I was at work when I got a text from Mike asking if I wanted to take a trip with them in a couple weeks to their second home on Nantucket. Being a native new Englander, I’ll never say no to a trip to the islands. I responded saying I would love to and asked him to send along the information. Although he insisted he could pay for my flight, I bought my tickets. I’ve always been happy to contribute to either hotel rooms, my flights, or dinners when I’m with a couple.

I took a couple days off to get a good vacation. I texted Fran saying I was excited to come with and she sent me back a picture of her half-naked sunbathing saying she looked forward to seeing me and to pack lightly.

I flew in separately from them, who I thought had both arrived a couple days before. Fran greeted me at the terminal by herself and we kissed like we were exclusively dating. We got in the car and I drove with one hand up Fran’s skirt. She wasn’t wearing panties and she was soaked. I knew this would be one excellent vacation. We got to their house, which was a decent sized cottage with a few bedrooms and great view of the water. Fran gave me a quick tour and finished with the master bedroom. When I asked where I was sleeping, she pointed me to the bed and said “this weekend this is our room.” I was a little puzzled at first, although it wasn’t unusual for Fran and I to sleep together in their playroom at their house, we had never slept in her and Mike’s bedroom. Then I realized Mike wasn’t at home and I asked if he was out or at the beach. Fran told me Mike never intended to come and wanted her and I to enjoy each other with our home. She said she wanted me in every room of the house. And although we did our best, the best place we had sex was on their boat.

On our second to last day on Nantucket, Fran said she wanted to take the boat out. They had a decent sized boat that had a little under area with a kitchen and bed. I loved boats so I said agreed. We went to the store, got food, drinks, and suntan lotion, and about 30 Minutes later we were on the water. We kept the island in site and Fran found a little area that was private for us to to do whatever we wanted. We started off with lunch and drinks, and just enjoying our time together. Fran was topless the minute we laid anchor, and encouraged me to lose my swimsuit. We laid on the bow to get some sun, but we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. Her body glistened in the sun, and her naked body got me hard as a rock. Fran then said something along the lines of “guess I need to readjust,” and shifted down and started to suck me off. This was my favorite thing. She was an expert in giving head and each time she did I always came. It was like she knew if I came from her giving head, i would last longer when we fucked. When I told her I was close to cumming she took me out of her mouth and jerked until I came, with her rubbing her tits along my cock as I came. She joked she needed it to keep her tits looking younger. She loved when I came on her tits, almost as much as me cumming in her.

We moved to below deck pretty quickly, and I was eating her out in no time on the little royal bed at the front. The best part of this was she was being loud. The door and windows were closed and she was filling the room with her moans. Not too long after, she asked me to split her open, and I inserted my cock inside her pussy. She always felt tight and today she felt tighter. Because of how the bed was laid out, I was standing while fucking her in missionary and it was like we had discovered something new. I was able to thrust more and more and get at different angles that we usually don’t get from usual missionary. Soon I flipped on her on stomach, placed a pillow under her tummy, and while still standing, took her from behind. The downward angle got me to reach a spot she had never felt and soon after she started to quiver and asked me to pull out. She took a quick second to recover and mentioned she had just had an intense orgasm.

Then she pulled out some lube and told me she wanted to try anal. We had briefly discussed it before and since we were alone we decided to try. Fran lubed me up real well and then slowly, slowly, I inserted my cock into her virgin asshole. We went very slowly until Fran gave me the ok to thrust a little harder. I started to pick up the pace a little. As I was fucking her ass, she grew louder and louder. We both loved it and it turned me on to more anal play. I told her I was about to cum and she asked me to cum on her ass and back since she wasn’t ready yet for cum in her ass. I complied and shot ropes and ropes on her ass and back. It took us both a couple minutes to recoup after this afternoon of wild sex. We collected ourselves and got dressed (Fran wore a towel around her waist but didn’t put her bikini bottom back on. I cleaned up my cock and I’m glad I did. As we drove back to the dock, Fran sat on my lap, pulled my bathing suit down and slowly rode me while I drove the boat. It was a slow sensual reverse cowgirl and I came inside her as we made the turn into the dock. She didn’t bother to put her bottom on and as we walked to the car I could see some of my cum dripping down her leg.

We had one more night of wild sex that night. We did anal again and Fran was absolutely now turned on to it. We both left the house that morning to head home and we had seats next to each other. She slept on my shoulder and I just imagined how lucky I was to have met this woman and couple. Mike picked us up and we grabbed dinner near their house. We told him about our vacation and he loved every detail. Mike told us their neighbors had called him saying they thought they saw Fran with another guy and said she might be having an affair. He covered by saying that I was a good family friend and I was helping with a piping project for them. I always laugh at how he phrased it and always wonder if the neighbors bought it.

Thanks for reading! I have one more story I’ll post about my last time with Fran, it happened after they moved and when they came back for a friends birthday party. It would be the last time we met up as their friends found out about me and Fran, and they both had to make the decision to pause the lifestyle.

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