The restaurant was packed and far too fancy for my liking. I could never understand how people could do these kinds of fine dining on a regular basis. I was in no way strapped for cash, I had a great job and had been writing commissions so frequently that I began to wonder if I even needed the day job. But it was always good to keep a steady income regardless of my freelance success.
As I waited at the table, I had to pinch myself or give a quick slap on my cheek to ensure if this was truly happening. My heart was racing and my nerves had me nauseous. Was I crazy?
It seemed like it all happened so fast. How it escalated so quickly. I had been using Reddit as an outlet to just keep the creative juices flowing, but I had gathered attention, and I had gotten their attention, and now sat in an overpriced restaurant with an elegant atmosphere complete with a pianist playing soft melodies waiting.
The host walked over and pulled out the chair on the other side of the table. “Here you are ma’am.”
“Thank you,” came the voice of the woman who had invaded my fantasies. She sat down in a low cut black dress. Her cleavage taunted my stare, and my dick had wasted no time in pushing the limits of my slacks. “Well, hello there,” she said to me. Her smile stretched her face and I felt my heart pick up in pace. Her straight hair was well brushed and fell down past the view of her shoulders. For that moment I swore she glowed.
“Well hello, in the flesh,” I said, extending out my hand. Her touch sent a shock through my body. Her hands were soft and warm. Yup, this was real. “Thank you for inviting me out. Your husband isn’t coming.”
She smiled more. “He may join us later…depending.”
“Depending?”
“Depending on whether or not you can keep me entertained past dessert,” she giggled. She was comfortable which gave me a sense of comfort. It was clear to me that this wasn’t her first rodeo, and the couple’s posts would validate that statement.
As I had stated earlier in the story, I had gone to Reddit to use as an outlet to keep the creative juices flowing. However, if you are aware of the site, it’s easy for your curiosities to lead you into new places. I was on boards for r/gonewild, r/erotica and, most importantly on this story, r/hotwife. I had left comments of shit I would normally never say to a woman. Expressing my fantasies and displaying my own lust for their bodies. Most comments never got a response, or a simple “thank you” or playful two word quip of acknowledgement. The majority of posts were nothing more than advertisements for their OnlyFans. I admit I’ve given in to a few of them. However, I never thought that I would find myself sitting across the table from one of the posters whom I had followed and whose posts had conjured up inspiration for my writings.
“Hope you weren’t waiting long,” she said as she elegantly pulled the napkin from the table and gently set it down upon her lap.
“Not at all,” I said. “I got here only a few minutes ago.”
We sat there, both seemingly in pleasant disbelief to be there in the flesh, sharing each other’s spaces. I tried so hard to keep my gaze on her face and eyes. However, the way the dress hung around her neck and was weighed down by her breasts had me following down the bare skin she was so confidently showing.
“You’re a man of many words,” she said as she took a sip from the water on the table.
“Sorry, it’s just very surreal to be here with you. Feels like a dream.”
She giggled. “You talk like you’re in a book.”
“Do I?”
“Yes, very well spoken. No wonder you’re such a good writer.”
The flattery made me blush. It wasn’t news to me that she enjoyed my writing. She and her husband had sent me a message out of the blue after I had posted for the fourth time on Reddit. They were impressed with my ability to write as a woman in provocative situations. They had at first thought I was female, and to my surprise, continued to chat with me on the regular after I had clarified my sex to them. Eventually we had shared some nudes and talked about meeting up, and there we were.
We spent the night with laughs and conversations that we had already had via text or video chat, but for some reason, sharing words in person, made them all feel new and exciting. She told me about all the swinging and hotwifing and how she and her husband got into the lifestyle. Having lived such a vanilla life, it is easy to assume that there needs to be some negative event in one’s life to turn on the switch of a kink. For some, that is a truth, but for others, it just seems natural with no catalyst or progenitorial event. Her husband just thought she was sexy, she was, and he wanted to watch her be sexy and enjoy herself.
“To be clear,” she said. “I love my husband very much, and no dick, no matter how big or the skill, compares.”
“Then why do you do it?”
“It’s fun. I get to fuck attractive guys, and learn new ways to please my husband.”
I laughed. “Like leveling up in a video game.”
She smiled and took a sip from her wine. “Yes, only there’s no level cap.”
About the time that we had finished our meals, her husband had sent me a text asking me how things were going. I knew that he was fully aware of the status by how she had been checking her phone regularly. My heart was racing and my dick was yearning. There was no denying that my attraction to this woman went further than just what she posted online.
“Seems like my husband is excited,” she said as she finished off her third glass of wine. “What’s he asking you?”
“He’s asking if things are going well.”
“Well?” she asked with a coy grin as she leaned forward resting her chin on her hand. Her eyes twinkled in the light from the candle on the table. “Are they going well?” She ran her foot up my leg underneath the table.
I swallowed my nerves. “I’m having a great time.”
“Good,” she said. “I think so too.”
The waiter walked over to the table and motioned with his hands to the plates before us. “May I take your plates?” We nodded and he gently lifted the ceramic discs from their placements. “Will you be ordering dessert?”
I looked at her and watched as her eyes looked down at the table. She bit her bottom lip and gave a gentle sigh of breath. Her foot picked up a quicker pace as she ran it along my leg. My dick throbbed and had reached a point where its hardness had begun to hurt as it begged to grow bigger.
“I believe we’re ready for the check, sir.”
***
We walked the block back to my hotel, her arm linked with mine. Despite that this was just a casual encounter and first meeting, I felt so lucky to have such a beautiful woman clinging to me so comfortably. Every step we took, made her breasts jiggle slightly. The dress clung to the roundness of her ass, which she clearly worked hard to maintain. I thought about her doing squats over my cock. Her dropping down and inserting the tip of my shaft, teasing it, and then standing back up.
As we walked into the lobby of my hotel, another place where I spared no expense on my trip. A woman of this caliber deserved to have the best. I had no guarantee we’d get this far, but no one deserves to be taken to a cheap Holiday Inn, unless of course that’s a part of their kink. But this was for me as much as it was for her and her husband. This was a memory that I would never forget.
She rested her head on my shoulder as we stood in the elevator. The scent from her soft hair sent a tremor of nerves down my limbs and the warmth from her body against my side had me weak at the knees. She slipped her hand underneath my suit jacket. Her fingers followed the curve of my body, and I began to feel self conscious. I was a skeleton of a man. No matter how much I could try to bulk or eat, my metabolism wouldn’t allow anything more than the frame of a spindlebeast.
As her hand slipped under my belt and trialed the length of my shaft, she leaned up and her red lips met mine. She gave a light moan of want, and my own hand slipped down her neck and into her dress. Her breast was plump and soft. The warmth flooded my fingers. Her nipples had become firm and erect.
The elevator was full of the sounds of our excited breaths. She gave a giggle and whimpered as I squeezed her tit in my hand, my other slipping along the curve of her back and ass. It was as firm and plump as its sight would have you believe. As I cupped down the underside of her ass cheek, I felt the heat radiating from her pussy.
The elevator bell rang and the doors slid open. We had composed ourselves and proceeded down the hallway towards the room at a brisk pace. My breath could hardly keep up to the excited palpitations of my heart. I swiped the keycard on the door’s lock and felt the weight of her body push me past the threshold. She had me against the wall. Her tits were squished up to me, and my cock pressed into her belly.
The door latched from its own weight and she hastily rushed to assist with removing my suit jacket. Our lips never break from their lock onto each other. She smelled of roses and vanilla. She slid down. I undid my belt and she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, never breaking her eyes from mine. She looked hungry, and primal.
She pulled up her phone and had started to record a video to share with her husband. Her hand yanked down my underwear and slacks and my cock bounced out upon her face. She smiled and eyed the camera, Her breath upon my solid dick made it twitch and pulse. She licked from its base and up its length to the tip.
“Can’t believe you don’t flaunt this more often,” she said.
Before I could respond, she pulled her neck back and slowly took my cock into her mouth. Looking back, i don’t know how I could have been self conscious, but I had watched her videos and spilled universes to them. My size did not compare to the monster’s she had conquered. Yet she was struggling on my dick. She had only gotten down to halfway before my tip began to tickle the back of her throat. She gagged as she bobbed her head back and forth. The feeling of her wet velvet-like tongue was enough to make my legs go numb. She pulled back and gasped.
“You are a lot bigger than your pictures made you out to be,” she laughed as she stroked my wet dick.
I laughed. “You think so?”
She giggled. “You should be more confident,” she said as she took me back into her mouth. Her head bobbed quickly with strong vigor. Then I felt her relax her throat and thrust her head forward. She had engulfed my entire cock down her throat, her nose was pressed into my pelvis. I placed my hands on the back of her head and held her there. I’m not sure if it was her words or just the extreme pleasure she was providing to me, but my own confidence had been bolstered.
I held onto her head as I began to thrust my cock in and out of her face. Her eyes began to water, and her mascara began to run. She kept her throat relaxed as the sound of her gags drove me more and more into a frenzy. My cock twitched as a fire ignited at my dick’s tip and traveled throughout my body and I pulled out from her. My rod was pulsing and begging to explode. She gasped and caught her breath, giggling with excitement and enjoyment.
I leaned down and kissed her. Our tongues writhed together in a sloppy dance. Drool coated our lips. She stood up, her hand on my cock, and she led me toward the bed. She propped the phone up, still recording, on the nightstand.
I ran my hands up her thighs and pushed the skirt of her dress up. She had worn a blue thong. She had remembered that I had told her blue underwear was my vice. The g-string wrapped up around and the small fabric framed her perfect ass that seemed to beg to be parted. She lifted up her arms as I undid the zipper on her back and allowed my hands to feel the full curve of her smooth body as the dress was removed.
I rested my hands on her hips, my cock wedged between her cheeks, and proceeded to kiss along her neck. She gave a moan and smile as her hands reached back into my hair. I reached up and fondled her soft tits, feeling them form to my fingers’ motions.
“Seems like you’ve found that confidence,” she provoked.
I grabbed onto her waist and pulled her over to the bed, where she leaned forward, pushing her ass out towards me. I kneeled down behind her, my hands trailing her inner thighs. Her legs quivered from my touch as I moved up and pulled her ass apart, getting a peak at her pink pussy and clenched asshole past the thin fabric. I reared one hand back, and slapped her ass. It rippled from the blow and made my dick beg to be put to use. She moaned from the hit and I returned with another.
“You like what you see?” She asked.
I slipped a finger around her thong and pulled it over to the side. Her pussy was wet and practically dripping. Her scent smelled of sweet lewdness. I was like a kid in a candy store. I parted her ass and pushed my face into her.
As I licked her clit, savoring the flavor of her juices, her legs trembled and I felt her ass rumble in my hands. I licked up along her length and didn’t stop until I reached her cute little asshole. I moved my tongue around the circumference of her forbidden pleasure portal.
“Oh,” she said with surprise in her winded voice. “You are naughty. Fuck. Mmm.”
As I tongue fucked her ass, I slipped two fingers into her pussy. I curled them around, searching for her tenderness. Her velvety walls were damp and every movement made a squelch noise. Her moans became hungrier and my tongue writhed at her openings, begging for entry. Her ass puckered as her pussy twitched and grabbed hold of my fingers. She let out a moan and a whine.
“Hurry,” she said. “Put it in. I need to feel that cock inside me.”
I grabbed onto her blue panties, firmly holding her hips in place as I stood up. I leveled my dick in line with her pussy, her wet lips gently kissing the sides of my head. I kicked one leg free from the shackles of my pants. Still holding her by the reins of her panties, I could feel her weight as I pulled upward. With my other hand I jiggled my shaft at her opening, which caused another tremor down her legs.
“Stop teasing me,” she begged as she moved her hips around, grinding the head of my cock in her opening. “Do it. Fuck me. Fuck my married pussy. I want to feel that raw cock inside me. Come on. Please, fuck me!”
I thrusted forward. My cock inserted fully down to the base, and I felt the elasticity of the end of her depths push back to allow my dick full entry. She let out a guttural moan as my balls slapped into her clit. Her walls around my length sent an electricity through me that made my fingers tingle. My mind went blank as the pure animalistic desire to claim this woman overtook me. The only thing I could register was the need to fuck.
“Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!”
The claps of my pelvis against her ass and the sloppy wet sounds of her pussy filled the hotel room. My own loud grunts as I desperately fought off the urge to cum too soon I thought for sure would get us kicked from the building. I tightened my grip on her panties, which only excited her more. I found a steady rhythm that would make any musician proud and pummeled firm thrusts into her, as if I was seeking to split her in half. The quick sound of tearing fabric sounded like thunder as I felt her panties give from the force of my pulling. She shrieked as she felt them snap from her body.
I lifted her knees up onto the bed, pushing her ass further out. One hand remained holding down on her hip, the other trailed along her stomach, up around her breast and gripped onto her throat. Her back was arched back and her head tilted so that our eyes met, only inches from each other. Her face bobbed back and forth as I had yet to limit the motions of my thrusts. Her tits bounced up and down and slapped against each other.
My cock twitched inside her and I felt something well up as my crotch tightened. “Oh, fuck!” I exclaimed as I pulled out from her. She gasped as I let go. I looked down to see a brief stream of cum run from the tip of my cock and onto the carpet of the floor. “Holy shit!”
She smiled and turned around, still on all fours and pulled my dick into her mouth. She licked her fluids and my precum from my throbbing rod. I had never seen so many veins protruding on my cock before. I had never seen it so angry looking.
She bobbed her head slowly with a suction that I could feel deep in my urethra. It was like she was trying to suck my soul from my body. Had she done it a little longer, she very well could have.
“That was close,” she said, looking up to me with a smile. She giggled and brought herself up, grabbed onto me and twisted to throw me down on the bed. Before I could register the full extent of her actions she was straddling me. My cock pressed down by her pussy, that she slowly grinded along the underside of my shaft. She leaned down, her tits resting on my chest. Looking into my eyes, running her hand through my hair, she whispered, “who said you could pull out?” She continued to ginde up and down my length. “You have me all night.”
She bucked her hips forward, my tip again knocking on her gate, and with a skill and prowess that I thought could only be mastered in fiction, pushed her hips back and inserted me back inside her longing walls. I slid my hands down to her ass, feeling her lift them up and down like a piston. Her lips locked with mine and our moans melded together with every hard downward thrust she made, engulfing my entirety. Her asscheeks slapped against my balls which threatened to pop off my load with every clap. It was like she was teasing the trigger of a loaded gun.
Her pace picked up. “Fuck, you want to cum don’t you?”
“Oh, fuck yeah.”
“Oh, god. Yeah, I wanna feel you explode inside me. I feel you cum in my married pussy.” She leaned back, giving me a full view of her perfect figure. Her tits pressed together by her arms as she stabilized with her hands pressed down on my chest. She was throwing her hips up and down, pulling out my entirety and making it disappear again with angry claps. “Cum in me baby. Cum in my fertile married pussy!”
“Oh, fuck!” I lifted her hips and pressed her down with a hard clap. My cock pulsed and throbbed as it shot off four gobs deep into her womb.
Her tits jiggled as she shook. “Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh fuck!”
Her pussy clamped and relaxed repeatedly as her whole body shuddered, milking even more cum out of my cock. My balls ached with how much her pussy was leeching out of me. A clarity washed over me as my body went limp. For a moment, we remained like that, with my cock buried deep into her womb, pulsing within her soft walls and my cum.
She allowed herself to fall down on top of me. My dick still sensitive from the ejaculation, however un-yielding with its fortitude. She instinctively continued to softly move her hips back and forth, massaging her pussy against my base causing my dick to stir our juices together inside her. She kissed me and we shared a passionate lip lock that caused my dick to flicker with new life.
I had never done a second round immediately following an orgasm before. However, I’m not sure if it was a combination of her scent, pheromones, taste of her, her sexy get-me-pregnant body, or just her electric touch, but I was already good to go again. She pulled her head back, still slowly grinding, and smiled.
“So, can I interest you in dessert?”
I returned her smile and, wrapping my arm around her, rolled us so that she was on her back. She giggled and clamped her pussy around my still throbbing cock as I began to thrust in and out, matching her gentle rhythms. She locked her legs around my waist, holding me deep inside her.
“You like me stirring up my cum inside you?”
She bit her lip and nodded. “Fuck yeah, baby. I love feeling you so deep in me.”
I looked back at the camera, it was the perfect shot of my ass flexing as I grinded inside her, her legs spread out and her cheeks parted to show our fluids leaking out and dripping down over her ass. I brought my arm around and pressed my middle finger inside her cum lubed up asshole.
“Oh!” She exclaimed with a gasp. “So naughty.”
I began to match my hand’s rhythms to the ones of my hips, working my finger deeper and deeper into her ass. She was so perfect, and so beautiful, the thought of ramming my rod deep into her dirty ass made my mind again go black. I slowly began to pull out from her pussy, which made wet bubbling sounds from the liquids and hard packed air that had been trapped.
“Wait!” She said, as I teased my tip against her tight untapped hole. “That’s for,” she hesitated as she bit her lip. She looked back up to me. “That’s my husband’s. Only he gets to fuck me there.”
I leaned in, her ass twitching around the very tip of my dick, as if it were begging me to not listen and drive my rod inside her. I brought my mouth down to her ear, where I licked along it’s edge, tasting the sweat from her hair.
“Then let me go,” I said, as I bit at her ear lobe.
She whined and her breath quivered. I waited through a second of her hesitation, then felt her legs squeeze and pull me forward. My dick slipped into her puckering asshole. It was so tight, I had to pump as I pushed, allowing her to welcome me into her. Her body shook and her tits jiggled with every inch that I was able to progress. Her inner walls wrapped around the shape of my dick and her warmth consumed me.
With one final pull back and press forward, I had entered my entirety into her forbidden hole. It’s edges twitched around my base as she found her breath.
“Oh, shit. You’re in my ass!” She began to push and pull my waste back and forth. Using her actions to tell me she wanted to be fucked senseless on video for her husband. “Fuck my ass!”
I began to thrust as I held her down by her neck. She continued to provoke me to pump her ass harder and harder. I anchored my knees down on her thighs. She reached her arms over them and held them back by her calves. Her feet flexed in the air and her tits were compressed into each other as she laid on her back. Bounced and jiggled as she kept getting hard pressed into the bed.
I took my hand from her throat and grabbed her by the hair, lifting her head up to watch as I pulled my dick from her ass and drove it back in. She moaned and whined as she both watched and felt my invasion of the dark place.
“Oh my god. Yes, fuck me. Fuck. Fuck.” A few thrusts caused the cum still in her perfect pussy to spit out. “Holy shit!”
I reached down with my other arm and twisted her nipple with a hard clamp. She screamed out and her ass gripped my dick, threatening to never let it go. Her pussy throbbed and twitched as the last bit of my cum spat out of it. It was too much. I held her down with all my weight upon her shoulders while she still held her legs up by her side and hastened my plummets into her ass. It felt like my dick was on fire, like her internal heat was causing us to fuse together. As she cried out in pleasure, I pulled my dick free from her clasp and pulled her up by her hair onto the floor where she kneeled in front of me.
I pointed to the phone. “Show your husband what a good wife you are,” I said in a fit of confidence. I reached down and steadied my dick at her mouth’s level.
She looked at the phone, smiled a cheeky grin, and threw her face forward accepting my cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head as if she was starved for it. Her tongue licked off the fluids of my cum, her pussy juice and her ass.
I looked at the phone as I grabbed her by her fine, soft hair, and proceeded to thrust my ass tainted cock into her throat. Her gags were deep and guttural. The make-up that had begun to run from earlier now ran down her cheeks. Thick spit dripped and dangled from her chin. Her tits shined as the light hit and reflected off the spit and sweat coating them.
She gasped as I pulled out from her mouth, and leaned back against the bed. Her tits bounced and my dick throbbed. I was close. I pulled her up by her shoulders and guided her by her hips over to the nightstand. With one hand I lifted her leg up onto the small bedside table where the phone was. The video showed a perfect angle up her body, her pussy in full center view, her tits shadowed graciously from the lamp light. I rubbed cock against her pussy. She rubbed her clit and moved her hips along my shaft.
I stopped and teased her wet hole with the plump head of my cock. “I want you to answer me honestly,” I said.
“Of course,” she said with heavy breath. She whimpered in want of my cock.
“Is today a safe day?”
“No.”
“Are you taking birth control?”
Our motions stopped and she shook her head as if she couldn’t meet my gaze. Like she was ashamed or feared that’d I’d feel as though she tricked me. I leaned down to her ear, as I reached behind her and grabbed her ass.
“Good,” I said as I shoved my cock back into her thirsting cunt. She screamed and moaned. The video on the phone caught the full length of my shaft being drawn out and shoved back in. Fire ignited within me and my dick swelled as it readied for it’s final bow.
“Oh, shit! Fuck!” She yelled. “I’m cumming!”
“Me too!”
As if by magic, upon my final upward thrust that almost threatened to pierce beyond the limits of her womb, her pussy clenched around my cock as it unloaded another blast of inside her. We convulsed together, her tits up against my chest, and we kissed with a passionate embrace. I girated my hips and stirred my load inside her. Her legs trembled, and her ass shook in my hand. Slowly I retracted, watching the video on the phone. My thick cum spilled out of her married pussy in a heavy gob.
We continued to make out, our tongues wrestling like angry serpents. Our hands caressed each other, every touch feeling like it was electric.
“Want to make this a regular thing?” She asked.
I smiled, “I think we can make it work.”
We spent the rest of the evening cleaning up, laughing and joking. We sent the video to her husband, ordered room service, and lounged on the bed after we had showered together. She had the clear to stay the night and we remained naked on the bed touching and playing with each other’s bodies. She eventually succumbed to her exhaustion and passed out with her hand on my dick and her head on my chest.
My phone vibrated and I pulled it over from the nightstand. Her husband had sent me a text.
Husband: “Holy shit! I never get tired of watching her. Thanks man!”
Me: “Anytime! Thank you, both!”
Husband: “Don’t forget about me in the morning, lol. :P”
My dick twitched and I felt her hand slowly caress its length. Her face tensed as she smiled on my chest.
Me: “How about now?”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xwtd6m/who_is_the_dreamer_mf_hotwife_sharing_rough