Happy Hotwife, Happy Life - Part 8 (Patreon)

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 "Did we go through half the box?" I asked Simon as I held up the box of condoms he'd bought for our night together.

He smiled and nodded. "Not a bad night, right?"

That was an understatement. It had been a night - and morning - of world class sex. An eye opening night, in fact, as I definitively learned that the size of a man's cock very much makes a difference in the pleasure I feel during sex.

"We should schedule a date to work through the other half of the box," he added. "If you're up for it, that is."

There was just a touch of insecurity in his eyes and I found it adorable. I kissed him, grabbed his cock through his jeans, and said, "I'm up for it. Next weekend works for me."

Simon took the box of condoms from me, stuffed it in the overnight bagged he'd packed for our stay, and slung the bag over his shoulder. "Next weekend it is, then. Same hotel?"

I grabbed my little suitcase, extended the handle, and said, "Absolutely."

We gave the room a quick check to make sure we hadn't left anything behind and then headed out. In the elevator, Simon pulled me close for a long, lingering kiss that filled me with lust. He was an exceptional kisser, which helped generate that lust, but I could feel his cock get hard as he pressed his body against mine and that conjured all the fresh memories of having that cock inside me and cumming repeatedly from the pleasure of it.

We walked out together and gave the valet our tickets. We talked and shared a few kisses before our cars rolled up one after the other. Simon put my suitcase in the trunk and we shared one last long, lingering kiss before going our separate ways.

I called Alex as soon as I was in the car.

"Hey there," he said.

"Hey. We just checked out. I'm in the car and heading home now."

"How was your night?"

"Incredible in every way. Better than I could have imagined. We went through half a dozen condoms, baby. Simon's cock spent so much time inside me and holy fuck did he make me feel good. I can't wait to tell you all about it when I get home."

"You fucked half a dozen times?" Alex asked.

I smiled just thinking about it. "I know. I got kind of greedy. I couldn't help myself, though. His cock...it's really something else, Alex. It's long and thick and it reaches places inside me no man has ever reached. Honestly, my pussy is tingling right now just thinking about and it hasn't even been half an hour since he was last inside me."

"Really? You fucked this morning?"

"We fucked twice this morning. Once before breakfast and once after," I answered with a smile. "He's insatiable and his cock and the way it made me cum, it made me insatiable. Completely and utterly insatiable, baby."

Alex didn't say anything and I wondered if perhaps I'd said too much or been too vociferous in my praise of Simon.

"Alex?"

"I'm here," he said.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. Absolutely. I'm...I'm hard, actually. I was just...I got a little lost thinking about the fact that I'm hard while listening to my wife talk about how good it felt to have some other guy's massive cock inside her."

"I like that you're hard," I said. "I love it, in fact, and I promise that I'm going to take care of you as soon as I get home, Alex. I'm going to make you feel good."

"I know," he replied. "I've been thinking about that all morning...and I thought about it all last night, too."

I smiled. "Yeah? Did you think about me and Simon? Last night? Did you think about him fucking me? About him making me cum? About another man's massive cock in your wife's tight pussy?"

I heard him breathing. The low, thready breaths of a man on the edge of arousal.

"Fuck...Erica...please hurry home."

"I'll be there soon, and I think you should be naked when I get there. Not a stitch of clothing on you. I want you waiting in our bed, baby. Naked and hard for me. Okay?"

"Yes, absolutely," he replied.

"I'll see you soon. I love you."

"I love you too."

I hung up and smiled as I thought of my husband sitting at home and grappling with intense desire as he thought of another man fucking me. I thought of poor Alex on the couch trying to concentrate on a movie as thoughts of me getting fucked filled his head. I thought of him trying to sleep as those same thoughts danced through his imagination, preventing him from fully surrendering to sleep. I liked that he was distracted, that he'd spent so much time in a state of arousal as he thought about me and Simon.

I didn't say a word when I got home. Instead, I went to the kitchen and got a drink of water to quench the thirst that had arisen on my drive home. Then I made my way towards the bedroom, slowly stripping as I did so. I took my time, for no other reason that it struck me as fun to tease Alex a little as he wondered what was taking me so long.

I stopped in the bedroom doorway and ran my hands up the smooth wood of the frame. Alex seemed delighted at my lack of clothing and I thoroughly enjoyed the hunger in his eyes as they roamed over my body.

"Did you miss me?" I asked without stepping into the bedroom.

"More than you can imagine."

I looked down at my body and then met Alex's gaze once more as a smile crept across my face. "And did you spend quite a bit of time thinking about another man enjoying my body, Alex? Was it hard to sleep because you couldn't help but imagine Simon's incredible cock in your wife's pussy, or his hands on your wife's tits, or his tongue in your wife's mouth?"

Alex nodded and I noticed the trail of precum running from the tip of his cock and down the underside, as if he'd been leaking steadily since taking his seated position in the bed.

I stepped through the doorway and sauntered towards the bed. I took my breasts in my hands, squeezed them gently, and then ran my fingers down my stomach and over my hips. I bit my lower lip, moaned softly, and paused at the edge of the bed.

"You're an amazing man, Alex," I said. He looked surprised at the compliment - or perhaps the timing of it - but it was true and it needed to be said. "So few men would be willing to put aside their insecurities and allow their wife to satisfy certain sexual needs with someone else. You're a rare and wonderful man in that way."

I crawled into the bed and ran my fingers over his thigh, inching ever closer to his cock before taking it in my hand and stroking him at an achingly slow pace as I watched the pleasure register on his face.

"I love you so much, Erica. I just want you to be happy. You being happy is what makes me happy. And...well, I've learned through all of this that I guess one of the reasons I was okay with you fucking other guys is that it actually turns me on." He moaned. "I mean, I probably could have cum half a dozen times last night and this morning. That's how turned on I was by the idea of you being with Simon."

I crawled closer and settled next to him. My breasts pressed into his torso and I nuzzled his neck and kissed him softly while offering a long, slow moan. "Turned on by the idea of me getting fucked by a man with a cock so long and thick that it stretched out my pussy?"

He groaned and I saw his eyelids flutter. Alex arched his back a little and his cock swelled up in my hand. I was barely stroking him but I suspected I could make him cum with a tighter grip and just a few vigorous tugs that emphasized the head of his cock and the stimulation of all the nerves that rested on the underside.

"Did it really feel that much better?"

"Yes," I whispered. "I don't know why. I know not all women care about size. But it made a difference to me. A huge difference. He was deeper in me. He was thicker than anyone I've been with and he stretched me so good, Alex."

He really didn't seem the slightest bit bothered by the fact that I was waxing rhapsodic about a cock that was far longer and thicker than what Alex possessed. His reaction was the opposite, in fact.

I released Alex's cock and kissed his chest. I slowly made my way down his stomach while moving between his legs. I kissed his thighs, moving all the way down to his knees before heading back up. I kissed his testicles, doing so softly while looking up at him and finding delight in the sense of anticipation in his eyes.

"We drank champagne and fooled around on the balcony when I first got there," I said. "The champagne was delicious, though the kisses were better. I couldn't help but stroke Simon's cock through his pants as our tongues entwined. I couldn't help but tell him how big he felt and I'm quite certain he saw how impressed I was with his size."

Alex opened his mouth to say something, but I took the head of his cock in my mouth and whatever he'd planned on saying just floated away. I sucked gently on the head of his dick and swirled my tongue around it a little, but I didn't want him cumming in my mouth right away, so I didn't go wild with it.

"I went down on him on the balcony," I said before softly kissing the head of Alex's cock.

"Really?"

I smiled, nodded, and briefly took him in my mouth once more. "My jaw got sore really quickly, but the truth is, I wanted him in my mouth, Alex. I needed him in my mouth. Even if it didn't last long, I wanted to suck his beautiful cock."

Alex groaned and I flicked my tongue back and forth over the underside of his cock head. He gripped the sheets and I wondered if he was perilously close to an orgasm, a notion that delighted me.

"Then I had to have him inside me. I had to have his incredible, massive cock in my pussy," I explained. "We went into the room. I stripped. He stripped. We fooled around a little more and then he got out a condom. I gave him another quick blowjob and put the condom on his cock and I swear my pussy was soaked as I did it. I'm not sure I've ever felt that kind of excitement. There's something amazing about being with a new guy, but this felt different. This was...it was the size, Alex. It was having that massive cock in my hand, it was rolling the condom down it, it was straddling him and taking him inside me. The whole thing was so exciting, so thrilling, so erotic. I was just so turned on."

I took Alex in my mouth and slowly swallowed him. I did my best to maintain eye contact, though I lost it as my nose neared his pubes. After blowing Simon, taking all of Alex into my mouth proved remarkably easy and based on the way he was moaning I think he deeply appreciated the pleasure of being swallowed.

I pulled back, gave his spit-soaked cock a few strokes, and then crawled forward. My pussy hovered over the throbbing head of Alex's dick as I leaned down to kiss him.

"I came so hard the first time. Harder than I've ever cum, Alex," I said.

He groaned and ran his hands down my back. He grabbed my ass, though he didn't try and pull my pussy down on his dick.

I lowered my voice to a seductive whisper to add, "Simon's big cock made me cum harder than any man ever has, Alex."

He groaned as I took him inside me. I did so slowly and watched his face with a genuine sense of delight as the heat and wetness of my pussy surrounded every inch of Alex's stiffness.

"Does my pussy feel good?" I asked.

"Better than it's ever felt."

I kissed his neck and slowly moved my hips back and forth, eliciting a steady stream of moans that made it seem as though Alex had ascended to a place of intense sexual satisfaction.

"You don't mind that another man had his way with me half a dozen times, baby? You don't mind that I let Simon fuck me whenever and however he wanted last night and this morning?"

He groaned louder and lifted his hips like he wanted to be deeper inside me.

"Is that a no?" I asked.

"I love that you let him have his way with you," he replied. "I love that he wanted you so desperately. I love that you wanted him so desperately."

The truth was, we'd fucked all over the hotel room and we'd done so in all three of the standard positions, utilizing each multiple times in our quest to sexually exhaust each other. I figured I'd spend the whole week sharing the various details with Alex so there was no need to spill everything in that first encounter.

I lifted my hips and sank down on Alex's cock, eliciting a beautiful moan as he closed his eyes and arched his back. It thrilled me to see how turned on he was and washed away any lingering sense of guilt I might have felt over fucking Simon half a dozen times while Alex sat at home.

"I was more desperate for him after the first time," I said. "After he made me cum so hard, after I discovered the difference a big cock makes."

"Did he use it well?" Alex asked. "His cock, I mean."

I smiled. "I'd say he's an expert. It even felt good when he fucked me from behind. I thought he'd be too big, that it would hurt, but it didn't. It felt so good when he took me from behind, baby."

Something about that seemed to excite Alex as he moaned and his eyes rolled back for a moment.

"Do you like that, baby? Do you like that he took me from behind? That another man took your wife from behind?"

He nodded.

"He did it twice," I said. "Once after we showered he bent me over and the bathroom counter and fucked me while I watched myself in the mirror."

My pussy got wet as the memory of that encounter - our third of the previous night - washed over me. It was unexpectedly hot and preceded by a wealth of foreplay in the shower and in the bathroom after. I damn near let him fuck me without a condom and was thankful when he rushed to the room to get one before rushing back and sliding into me from behind.

"It was so hot to watch myself - and to watch him - as he fucked me. I think the watching is part of what made me cum so hard."

I was riding Alex a little faster at that point and I could see the joy on his face and the inevitability of his orgasm.

"Would you like to watch someday, baby? Would you like to watch me take Simon's big cock? Would you like to look in my eyes as he fucks me? Would you like to see how good he makes me feel?"

Alex nodded and he did so vigorously.

"Yeah? You'd like to watch as your wife cums on another man's cock? You'd like to hear me moan in pleasure as he reaches places inside me that no man has ever gone?"

"Yes!"

"Fuck, Alex, I can't believe how much it turns me on to think of you watching," I said, which happened to be true. It wasn't something I'd spent a lot of time considering, but in the moment it was fucking hot to think about. "If I was looking at you instead of in the mirror while Simon fucked me from behind I think I might have cum even harder than I did."

He was close. I could see it on his face.

"Are you going to cum inside me while thinking about watching, Alex? Are you going to cum while thinking about being the kind of man that cums while watching someone else fuck your wife?"

He came, and, much to my surprise, so did I. It was a damn good orgasm, too.

I sat up and rolled my head back and let the climax wash over me as Alex moaned and groaned beneath me. I took pleasure in his orgasm - in knowing he was turned on by the fact that I'd fucked someone else - and I took pleasure in the thought of Alex watching as Simon fucked me.

I'm not sure if that will happen the next time I see Simon or at some point in the future, but I imagine it will be amazing when it happen. Truly, spectacularly amazing.