Samantha’s First Solo, Part 1 [MF] [Hotwife]

Sitting in the back of the dark Uber, Samantha could feel her lover’s cum start to slowly seep out of her swollen and thoroughly fucked vagina. Her right hand slowly made its way down between her dress and up between her thighs to catch the renegade drops with a finger, slowly sliding it up and down her slit coating the entirety of her sex with the signs of her date’s lust and desire for her. She smiled to herself, as her other hand lazily slid along her collarbone towards her chest, drawing the gaze of her not-so-unattractive Uber driver. She watched as his eyes darted between the road and his mirror, his gaze repeatedly settling on her pale but supple cleavage that was prominently displayed thanks to the perfect bra and a nice plunging neckline. She didn’t care if he looked. “I put them on display tonight to be appreciated anyway, clearly it worked,” she thought to herself as she laid her head back and thought about how the night had started off so perfectly…

She had been all nerves and ready to cancel with a made-up migraine. She had the phone in her hand, contemplating how to phrase the text, when Dominic walked into the bedroom. Seeing she was clearly having some butterflies and cold feet; he walked over to her and gently lowered her hand with the phone to her lap. Then, leaning in and placing his forehead on hers and his arms around her, he whispered “Babe. It’s all gonna go great. We have had threesomes, I’ve watched you get fucked, we’ve played together, we’ve played with girls and guys, and we’ve fantasized about this too. It hasn’t always been perfect or easy, but we’ve figured it all out and we are having a blast and still madly in love. We trust each other. You like this guy, he makes you feel safe, sexy, and excited. He can’t wait to get his hands on you. You guys are gonna have a blast, and then he’s gonna fuck your brains out and THEN you’re gonna come home and tell me all about it and see how much it drives me wild!”  Samantha blushed slightly and shivered as her husband’s hand slid down the small of her back to grab the top of her ass. She did really think he was a nice and easy to talk to guy. He understood their boundaries, that this was a one time thing. The flirting and chatting over the past few weeks had been to establish and build up chemistry and comfort, but he knew, and was fine with, the fact that after tonight there would be no contact or continued meetings unless the couple reached out to him first. He also seemed to understand the duality of being a fun and flirty gentleman who could make them feel safe and comfortable enough for Samantha to head out on a solo date with him, while at the same time he seemed to have a darker streak that spoke to his ability to take over the situation when it warranted and get exactly what he needed and wanted, taking it (with consent) if he had to. Their text conversations over the past few weeks, several of which turned naughty and to sexting, had shown her enough to trust that this man knew how to take control in exactly the way she liked and deliver her to that space where she could just ride the waves of pleasure and let go of her thoughts and inhibitions. She did like him, she liked the way she felt when she talked to him or thought of him, and the way her husband would get rock hard whenever the concept would be suggested in their own play. He was really fucking cute, with green eyes and light hair that was wavy but short enough to seem tame and clean cut, and a mischievous smile that seemed both wholesome and wickedly naughty at the same time. Oh, and that accent. He had the slightest of Southern drawls from a youth spent in the south. He had left her a few voice messages on telegram by now and she swore his voice alone seemed to make her panties damp. 

“You’re right. I’m just so anxious about looking like an awkward weirdo! You’re always there to keep the conversation going, and the thought of not having you there is just so stressful” Samantha admitted as she stood up and checked out her outfit one more time. Dominic joined her on his feet and, placing his hands on her prominently displayed breasts, said “Baby, use these secret weapons to fill in the gaps of any awkwardness…and also this one” he stated as he grabbed her amazingly thick ass and gave it a good hard squeeze. Looking in the mirror, she smiled at their reflection thinking about all the prep they had done. In addition to looking for and finding the right guy and establishing the connection, the day of the meet had found Dominic picking out her outfit, complete with undergarments, painting his wife’s toe and fingernails, brushing her hair lovingly after her shower, and of course working lotion into her body from head to toe. He had gotten so worked up in the process in fact that she had to slow his excitement down more than once. She would just grab his throbbing cock as tried to grind it into her and whisper into his ear, “Daddy, you’re putting all this effort into preparing me for another man to take and make his for the night, you don’t want to ruin his present by playing with it first now do you? Be a good boy and keep control and I promise it will be worth your wait. Ok Daddy?” Then she would stroke his cock ever so slightly and then release it, hearing him groan in agony and loving desire as he heeded his wife’s advice. When she was finally ready, both physically and mentally/emotionally, she summoned her Uber.

Most of the evening at the upscale pool hall had been a blur. They had met in person once before with Dominic present just for coffees to break the ice and make sure all parties were comfortable. So there at least was no awkward waiting around wondering if the other person would match their pictures or if they would even recognize each other. He was already there when she walked in, drinks in hand, and had a table at the ready. As the drinks flowed and the evening progressed, Samantha started moving around the pool table with confidence and purpose. She wanted to win, but the prize wasn’t the billiard game, it was his attention and lust. She used the pool cue, the table, and anything else she could to bend, strut, grind and show off for this man as his eyes were glued to her every movement. She could feel his eyes undressing her every time she took a shot, and on his shots, she made sure to get right in his line of sight and slowly suck on her drink straw or stroke her pool cue suggestively   She felt electricity coursing through her body from the excitement of having such a sexy and confident man chasing after her and so enthralled with her sexiness. As they started their third game, and third round of drinks, they began breaking the barrier of physical contact, brushing hands as the switched turns, leaning up against one another, and finally hands intertwining. They had yet to actually kiss but at one point they embraced, and their lips were only inches apart, and Samantha’s breathing stopped for a moment. Her pulse quickened and she could feel him growing in his pants while their bodies were pressed against each other. His arms pulled her in closer and she sighed “mmmmmm” ever so slightly in his strong arms.  “LAST CALL” a bartender yelled, ruining the moment. They both laughed, and she turned around to take her shot. “Make sure it’s lined up” he said as he pressed his now throbbing cock up against her round ass cheeks while she bent over the pool table. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m going to line it up, and then slam it right in” Samantha replied as she grinded her ass and pussy up and down his thick shaft. He felt as hard as the pool cue, but twice as thick and plenty long. She whiffed her shot as his hands grabbed her hips to hold her in place while thruster at her behind once more. The eight ball fell in the pocket, a scratch. “Fucking perfect,” Samantha said, “I was ready to play a more exciting game anyway!” as she threw down her pool cue and walked towards the door. Her date followed quickly after, dialing up an uber as he followed her ass, mesmerized by her walk.

In the back of the uber, they finally shared a kiss, and then several more. Hands exploring one another’s bodies with the rush and excitement of first-time lovers. “He smells different,” Samantha thought as they kissed and groped. “Not like bad. Really fucking good actually, very manly, just different from Daddy”. The thought reminded her, she had to message him! “Here” she said, “I need your help” as she handed him the phone. “Snap a pic. Your arms are longer” and she then pulled him into her for a kiss. His free hand snaked inside her bra squeezing her breast as he took the picture. Samantha grabbed the phone back from him and loaded the pic into her chat with Daddy. “Date is going well so far Daddy. Safe and sound and heading back to his place to be a naughty girl. I can’t wait to feel his cock Daddy” she smiled as she sent the caption and pic off to hubby. She loved him so fucking much and was unimaginably lucky to get to play like this and even hotter because she knew it excited him just as much if not more. The picture of her husband’s hard cock in his hand that was sent back to her almost immediately in reply affirmed this fact. 

As they rushed inside, it looked like a tornado hit the house. They were a twirling mess of tongues and hands and shoes and keys as things flew in all directions, both of them unable to contain their lust any longer. They made their way through the entry and slowed their pace in the living room. He stood in front of her with his arms slung around her waist and his hands in the small of her back, pulling him into her. “God I can feel that big cock throbbing and pulsing” she thought as her panties began to get damp and her pussy felt like a fire was starting to spread. His hands moved up and held her face as he planted firm kisses on her with his plump lips. He stepped back, and quickly spun her around, so she faced away from him, the combo of drinks and the unexpected spin almost made Samantha dizzy, but he immediately stepped behind her and stabilized her. His face nuzzled into her neck, and his hand crept up her torso towards her tits. “Are you enjoying yourself so far?” He asked as he sucked on her earlobe and squeezed her chest. “Oh fuck, the fun just seems to be starting sweetie” Samantha replied. “Well, I’m glad we agree on that” he said as his hands made their way inside her bra and began grazing along the sides of her breast across her nipples. His kisses moved up and down her neck while his hands continued to tease and tug at her sensitive nipples.  She arched her back, grinding her ass against his seemingly massive cock. “So, tell me why you’re here Samantha” his normally sweet southern drawl had taken a slightly more stern and controlling tone. Still gentle, but a definite change from what she had heard most of the night. “I’m here to fuck you” she said with a lustful gasp. “But you’re a happily married woman with a healthy and active sex life?” he asked with slightly feigned curiosity as his hands moved from her chest down towards her pussy. “Yes, but I think you’re sexy, you make me feel sexy. I don’t need it, but I want it. I have permission, Hubby likes me to get what I want, and he thinks it’s hot too” Samantha retorted. He continued, “So Hubby is your cuck?” “No, Hubby is my Daddy” said Samantha. “But your Daddy is still a little bit cucky it would seem if he’s sent you here to fuck me” he pressed on as his hands slid her dress up and along the tops of her thighs, inching closer to her pulsating pussy. Samantha replied, “Well maybe, sometimes…I don’t know” Her agitation from the physical pleasure was starting to show. “It’s fine” he replied, “how about this one. If he’s your Daddy, and he has sent you here to fuck me, what does that make me…?” His fingers made contact with her clit just as he asked that final question. Samantha’s knees buckled and her body trembled with the pleasure of his touch. His fingers snaked between her folds so effortlessly and found her clit instantly, rubbing it with the perfect amount of pressure to make Samantha squirm with pleasure and anticipation. “It makes you my….Bull.” she answered in a low throaty moan as he continued to manipulate her clit masterfully with his touch. “Well, you’re partly right. You are a Hotwife, and I am your bull. But I was looking for a slightly more formal answer…” with that he stepped back slightly while leaving his fingers buried in her pussy, still massaging her clit and smacked her sharply across her ass. “Oh fuck,” Samantha exclaimed as both her physical sensations and mental arousal increased under his touch and words. “It makes you my Sir!” She gasped out. “Hahaha, Good girl” he chuckled as he worked her clit more and more with a mastery, she had experienced from very few men, “that’s right sweetie, Daddy sent you here to fuck me, to give yourself completely to me, and for me to take you however I please. Tonight, you are my ultimate object of desire, my conquest, my prize. And you’re going to turn off your brain, and be an obedient and. naughty little girl for me, aren’t you?” With that last question he pulled his hand away from her burning clit, causing Samantha, to squirm and writhe with desire. “Yes, it makes you my bull and my Sir, and you’ve got me so fucking hot for you right now I just want to be an obedient girl and do whatever r I’m told so Incan have your hard fucking cock, Sir. Please, let me have it, Sir?” She practically begged as her pussy felt the void left by his fingers. Her hands searched behind her now for his body, wanting to feel his cock in them. “A very eager girl, I can see. You want this cock?” he asked. “Yes sir, I want it and I need it. Please give it to me?” Samantha moaned.  

“Turn around” he instructed. As she complied, he lifted her dress completely off of her and over her head and arms. Her arms lifted instinctively as he freed her of the dress. Standing before him now in heels, black thigh highs, a garter belt, black sheer lace panties, and her black push up bra with her tits hanging out and her nipples erect and aching for a mouth sucking on them, she felt with every ounce of her being that this man was her bull and her Sir. She was in love with and married to her husband, and he was her everything, her Daddy. Tonight, however she wanted nothing more than to serve this Sir’s cock, to please him and excite him and to be fucked within an inch of her life by that massive fuck rod between his legs. And Daddy wanted all of this too. That last thought made her legs shake with weakness as she thought about how turned on, she got getting to explore her fantasies freely in a sex positive way and being worshiped as even more of a Goddess by her Daddy with every step in this lifestyle that she took. 

“You want this cock? then take it out my naughty little Hotwife” he said wickedly. She wasted no time as her hands shot out to his waist, undoing his belt and opening his pants. Already it looked as if a mountain was forming beneath his shorts, as his pants peeled away to reveal his gigantic and pulsing bulge. As his pants fell to the floor she reached out for the waistband of his underwear as they stretched and strained to keep the serpent like monster beneath them restrained by their fabric. “Kneel” he commanded, and she did so without hesitation. Kneeling, with her face just inches from his waist, she looked up into his eyes lustfully as she slowly pulled his underwear down and his 9″ cock sprung free from their bondage. His cock bounced and bobbed impressively and brushed against her chin as it did. Samantha’s mouth watered; her hands instinctively made their way to the massive pillar now swinging between in front of her face. Her hands could barely wrap all the way around it, and when she grasped it with one hand on top of the other, there was still so much cock that wasn’t covered by her two hands. She stroked the giant cock with both her hands as she kept eye contact with her Sir. There were only three thoughts in her mind at this moment: how hot and needy her greedy little pussy was feeling, how badly sur wanted to pleasure and obey this man and his cock, and how desperately she wanted that cock inside her. As she stroked it, her mouth started exploring every inch of cock in front of her. Kissing, licking, and slowly exploring the soft and yet rigid tool of pleasure. She could feel his cock pulse and twitch as her hands, lips and tongue worked every inch, getting it nice and wet so she could slide him as deep as she could take. Holding his cock with both hands still, she looked up at him with a sexy smile and took the bulbous and spongy soft head in her mouth. He reached out for his phone on a nearby ledge and snapped a picture of her like that. He sent it off to Daddy with the caption “I think she understands perfectly how to be a good hotwife for her new Sir” She thought about the fact that Sir was sending Daddy a picture of his Hotwife, on her knees with a massive cock in her hands and mouth. and how hard and horny and restless that would make Daddy, and that turned her on and made her feel wanted and desired by both men even more. Now, however, she only wanted one thing- to see how far down her throat she could get that big cock! Slowly she worked her way down the massive shaft and past the head. She could feel him swell in her mouth as his sensitive cock head passed over her tongue and he groaned. His hands rested on her head, guiding her slowly back and forth as she worked his cock in and out of her mouth, deeper and more wet with each thrust. Her eyes locked on his as she worked her mouth almost two thirds of the way down the massive dick. Her eyes started to water, and her airway was fuller and more stretched than it had ever been. The look on his face told her he was impressed and in ecstasy with her deepthroat ability, and when she couldn’t take anymore, she slid back and released the thick cock from her throat as she gasped for air. Her hands shot back up and stroked his cock vigorously while she caught her breath before plunging back down on the cock, trying to get even deeper than before. 

For a full 10 minutes she worked his cock with her mouth and throat from her knees. Time seemed to fade, as did everything else, as her only focus was on her Sir’s cock and how deep she could get on it with her mouth. His enormous took was glistening, shiny, and slick with her saliva, and while she never got the satisfaction of taking him all the way in, she was able to handle enough of it for him to hold her head and fuck her face good and hard while he plunged his cock head in and out of her throat. Her eyes watered, her hands shook, but her pussy was ablaze with need for this man, her bull, her Sir. Sensing her need, he pulled her to her feet. He led her toward the couch and ripped her panties off her exposing her hungry pussy. He knelt between her legs as she laid back onto the couch and began slowly lapping at her folds and her clit, preparing her for the new cock she was about to get filled with. Sliding his fingers into her pussy as he licked her. He could tell she was wet and ready for him. He stood and positioned his massive rock-hard cock at the opening of her pussy. As he slid the head inside her, he said “feel me opening you up, feel me stretching you out as I slowly fill you up with every inch of me.” Samantha moaned in pleasure and pain. She had never felt so full, so stretched, she loved it. As he slid the last of his cock inside her to the hilt, he rocked back and forth and allowed her to adjust to his massive size and girth. When she had adjusted, he started sliding in and out with long, slow strokes.  “Oh, fuck yes, Sir, pound me and claim this pussy. Daddy said it’s all yours tonight. Take it. Use it. Pound it. Please sir, FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG BEAUTIFUL COCK!!!!” Samantha started to lose control as Sir pounded her tight little pussy with all his might, she could feel the first of many orgasms building slowly as he pistoned in and out of her, hitting deep spots in her pussy that she didn’t even know existed. “Fuck me, Jesus Christ fuck me Sir” she screamed out as her orgasm peaked. She was in a daze, ha was fucking her senseless and relentlessly, and she was in utter heaven. As they switched to doggystyle, and then her on top, she made sure to send pics and video clips to Daddy. Telling him how good it felt, how much she loved this new cock, and how she was being such a naughty and obedient girl for her new Sir. He fucked her to 6 or 7 orgasms over the next hour and a half, cumming three times himself, two of which went deep in her pussy, and the other one went all over her tits because she begged “to feel his hot bull seed all over her tits so he could claim her that way as well. She relished in the feel of his strong hands on her body as he pounded into her and pulled him down onto his dick over and over. She was a trembling, sweaty, sticky mess when they finished. She wasn’t in love with this man who was fucking her like no one ever had, but she was definitely in lust. As they said their goodbyes, she couldn’t wait to get home and tell Daddy about it all and see the effect of the pics and videos she had sent him from her play with Sir. As she called up her uber to go home she thought about how she needed to not let all of Sir’s cum leak out of her on the ride home to Daddy. She had plans for it, after all.

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