Excitement from the day before hung over me as I woke on our last full day at Lake Mead. From boating and dining out, to flirting with Jack and Annie throughout the trip, this getaway had been unbelievably fun. I glanced at my husband as he stirred in bed next to me. He had expressed his desire to share me, and the thought of being a Hotwife was beginning to surge within me. I found the thrill of a new partner, paired with the security of a soulmate, to be tantalizing and fulfilling. When he opened his eyes, he found me wearing a silly grin as naughty thoughts swirled through my mind.
I giggled as his hands began to tease me under the sheets. Throwing the covers back from our bodies, he began to kiss along my stomach, pulling my tank top up to reveal my breasts. His mouth trailed along the top of my panty line, nipping and tugging the fabric with his teeth. I reached down and slipped my thumbs into the sides of my panties, helping him slide them down and off my legs. His focus quickly returned to where he had left off, as he lowered himself between my spreading thighs.
The warmth of his mouth against my soft lips was overwhelming so early in the morning. I gasped in pleasure as his tongue began to explore my smooth folds. Deeper and faster, he flicked his tongue against my clit and into my pussy, drawing forth a resounding orgasm from my depths. My fingers dug into the sheets as I came in his mouth, feeling my wetness overtake him. Sitting up, my husband repositioned to the side of the bed and stood at its edge, waiting for me to come to him. I rolled to my stomach and crawled his way, his hard cock awaiting my mouth.
Gripping the edge of the bed, I used only my tongue to guide his hardness into my mouth. His thickness filled me and I felt him against the back of my throat, begging for my muscles to relax and take him further. Lifting my chin slightly, I opened my throat and felt the familiar release as he plunged as deep as I could take him. He reached down and pulled my messy hair back away from my face, giving me the opportunity to look up at him as I devoured his cock. Moaning, my husband began to pulse against my throat. Steading myself with my hands on the bed, I continued to suck and swirl my tongue the length of his shaft, until I felt his hands pressing into the back of my head, holding me still as he shot his streams into my mouth. I sat back on the bed, licking my lips as I swallowed his delicious load. We shared a quick smile of satisfaction before hearing the others begin to rustle for the day outside our door.
We quickly dressed and readied ourselves for our last day on the lake, basking in the sunshine and reveling in laughter with friends. When the time came to head back for the day, we were all more than ready to clean up and have a casual dinner at the house. I showered after my husband so that I could take my time and not feel rushed. I relished the water beating down on my body after a long day of wakeboarding. As I dried off and rubbed lotion into my skin, I could hear my husband and Jack talking just outside the door. Their words were hushed so I was unable to make out what they were saying to one another, but before I could go out to join them, they had finished their conversation and my husband was back in our room beginning to lightly pack for the morning.
I sat on the bed next to him to brush my hair when he turned to comment how delightful my lotion smelled. Smiling, I leaned forward and gave him a light kiss, which he took as an invitation for more. I didn’t mind. Pulling off the clothes that I had just donned, my husband began to trace my bare skin with his fingertips as I lay on my back. His hands ran from my breasts down my stomach to the top of my slit, where he slowly rubbed circles around my clit. I felt myself begin to swell as he slipped inside me, waking my senses. Kneeling over me, he nudged my waist, indicating for me to roll over. Pulling my hips up to him, I felt his hardness at my opening, his precum mixing with my wetness. Arching my back, I pressed myself into him as he filled my pussy. His hands squeezed my hips as he pulled me onto him over and over again. I threw my head back in ecstasy, and from the corner of my eye I noticed something, taking me by surprise.
The door to our room had been cracked slightly, and now, Jack stood at the opening, watching us with his casually sexy grin. Little did I know that he and my husband had been discussing this possibility as I was finishing my shower. But in that moment, rather than feeling embarrassed or alarmed, I felt emboldened. Sitting up to my knees, I turned to Jack and motioned with my finger for him to come in and join us. (As an aside, my husband later told me that he was indescribably aroused seeing me take control of my sexuality to obtain something that I desired for myself). Jack slipped in and closed the door behind him before walking toward the bed. I was waiting on my knees at the edge of the bed where he came and stood in front of me, removing his clothes with my assistance.
Lowering myself down, I began to stroke Jack, watching him grow before me. I felt my husband’s hands graze up my thighs to my hips as he moved behind me to caress my ass. Beside the bed, there was a dresser with a mirror in which I could see us. Facing the mirror, I watched as two men took pleasure from my body, which only heightened a sense of empowerment in me. With Jack now fully hard, I shifted my body to the floor and sank to my knees with Jack and my husband following me. Standing on either side of me, I took each in my hands and began to stroke their hard shafts. My mouth took turns on their cocks, sucking and licking back and forth, feeling the wetness from my lips begin to soak them.
Looking up at them, my husband smiled as Jack moaned and asked to fuck me. I nodded as he moved to the bed and held out his hand for me to join him. To my surprise, my husband positioned himself at the far side of the bed, ensuring a vantage point where he could watch me enjoy my myself. In my element. In my style. On my timeframe. With a sense of eroticism that I had never felt before, I crawled slowly across the bed to Jack, straddling his thighs so that my lips were spread for him to see. He reached out to my little waist and gently pulled me up so that I felt his tip press against my opening.
I stared straight into Jack’s eyes as I slid down on him, feeling every inch of his thickness slip further within. He leaned up and wrapped a hand around my neck, bringing my mouth to his as I rode him. I could hear how wet I was as I came down hard on him. He took my breasts in his hands to play and tease before sucking each nipple one after the other. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the physical pleasure his hands and mouth brought forth. Letting go, I began to drench Jack with my swollen pussy as I climaxed on his rock-hard shaft.
I sat up to brush strands of hair back from my face, breathing heavily as Jack began to throb in me. Pressing my hands into his chest, I locked in. Our bodies were in sync as I rocked against him, bringing forth yet another wave of pleasure for me as Jack grabbed my thighs and began to cum inside me. His grip was tight and firm as he pressed me against him, willing each stream further in. Collapsing down on Jack, our breathing was ragged and harsh. I looked at my husband, seeking reassurance in the afterglow of my moment with Jack. My husband had a knowing smile on his face, gesturing for me to enjoy my moment for as long as I liked.
It wasn’t long before our breathing had calmed and Jack cleaned up to go, leaving me with a quick kiss of gratitude before deftly slipping out the door. Still lying on the bed, undressed, I glanced again at my husband who was making his way to me. He took me in his arms and kissed me like he had never kissed me before. I was equally eager to taste him. I wanted his touch on me. I needed his mouth to rediscover me. He was more than happy to oblige. Watching me with another man had given my husband a sense of competition to reclaim me. Desire to see me fulfilled. Connection to let me explore.
A spark of lust ignited into a flame of passion as he took in every inch of my body. Rolling onto me, he penetrated me to my core, becoming one with me as we reconnected. His kisses were gentle, but fervent. Deep and longing. He continued to take me like this until we both came together, entangled in our own desire for one another. Content and fulfilled.
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