Learning the Pleasures of Hotwifing - Part 2 (Patreon)

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“You’re so beautiful,” Mark said as he reached up and gently brushed Christina’s hair away from her face. “I can’t wait to feel your body beneath mine. I can’t wait to slide my cock inside of you. I can’t wait to give you the pleasure you’ve been seeking.”

Christina felt her thighs trembling ever so slightly as Mark’s hands moved over her body. In that moment she wanted nothing more than to spend the night with the tall, handsome man fucking her.

“But we’ll both have to wait just a little longer for that beautiful moment when I enter you,” he said. “Now, turn around and face your husband.”

Christina spun around and stared at Andrew. She felt Mark pull her hair to one side and kiss her in that spot where her neck and shoulders meet. She felt a shiver move down the right side of her body and she was absolutely certain she’d soaked her panties.

Mark moved his hands up her back and pulled on the zipper, making it easy to strip her out of the dress while Andrew watched. His hands moved over her bare, taut stomach and up to her breasts. He played with them in the lace bra Christina had chosen for the man she was giving herself to.

His hands moved inside the cups and he gently rolled her nipples in his fingers, sending electric shocks of pure sexual joy throughout her body. Christina closed her eyes and leaned against him. Mark was driving her absolutely mad. She didn’t want to wait any longer. She wanted him to fuck her.

“Mark, please…” she said before he pulled on her nipples a little harder. She moaned as a mixture of pleasure and pain rushed through her body, offering an exceptional thrill.

“What do you want, Christina?” Mark whispered.

Her eyes opened and she looked at Andrew. “I want you to fuck me,” she said to the man playing with her tits. “I want you to fuck me while my husband watches.”

The pleasure was obvious on Andrew’s face. He was enjoying the show.

“Andrew,” Mark began, “would you remove your wife’s panties for me?”

Andrew stepped closer and reached out to pull down Christina’s panties.

“No, no,” Mark said. “It would be better if you did it from your knees, Andrew. You’ll be using your mouth to pleasure her, after all.”

Andrew couldn’t contain his smile as he dropped to his knees in front of Christina. Mark kissed her neck and continued to play with her breasts, sending her into a place of bliss where she felt like she could barely stay on her feet.

Andrew pulled down her panties and she stepped out of them before he pressed his lips against her pussy and put his tongue to work.

“Oh, baby, that feels so good,” Christina said as she reached out and played with her husband’s hair as he pleasured her.

“Is your husband good with his tongue?” Mark asked.

“He’s amazing,” she said. “It feels so good. He’s making me feel so good.”

Mark moved Christina’s hair and kissed the other side of her neck as he unhooked her bra and tossed it aside. His hands grasped her breasts and he squeezed just hard enough to make her wince in a way she found surprisingly arousing.

Christina reached back and played with Mark’s cock. She stroked him and ran her fingers over the head. She needed him to fuck her. She needed him to be as wild with desire as she was.

“I need you to fuck me, Mark. I need it. I need you inside me,” she said.

Andrew’s tongue moved faster over her clit. Christina wondered if he was trying to make her cum in some sort of subconscious attempt to compete with the man that would soon slide his cock inside her.

“Take me in your mouth again,” Mark said. “Suck my cock. Show me how badly you want it inside you.”

Christina pushed Andrew away and spun around. She sank to her knees and wrapped her lips around Mark’s cock. She was driven by a wild, unbridled sense of desire and a flash of pleasure at the way he’d taken control. She liked that little taste of domination.

The blowjob she gave in the bedroom was far sloppier than the one she’d given in the living room. All she wanted was to make Mark fuck her. She needed him inside her. She needed to get pounded by his big cock. She needed him to make her cum the way Tara had said she’d cum.

“That’s good. That’s so fucking good,” Mark said. “Get my dick nice and wet for your pussy.”

Christina sucked cock voraciously. She was a woman on a mission. She needed to get fucked. She was too far gone to be satisfied by anything less than a truly mind-bending sexual experience where Mark fucked her to a breathtaking orgasm.

It wasn’t long before he pulled Christina to her feet, picked her up, and placed her in the bed. Mark quickly pulled off the rest of his clothes and moved on top of her. They kissed as he rubbed the spit-soaked head of his cock along the slippery entrance to her pussy. Christina moved her hips upwards and towards him. She needed Mark’s cock to fill her.

Just as she reached a place of complete and utter desperation, Mark looked into Christina’s eyes and gently pushed his cock inside her.

Months of build-up had led to that moment. From Tara first suggesting that her husband could satisfy Christina’s needs to convincing Andrew to allow her to be a hotwife to all the lusty foreplay, it had all led to the moment when Mark finally sank his cock into her desperately needy married pussy.

“Oh, fuck, Mark, fuck me,” she said. “Please, fuck me. Fuck my pussy.”

Christina needed to be fucked. She had a husband to make love to her. She needed Mark to fuck her and fuck her hard. She needed to lose herself in the joy of having a strong man on top of her. She needed to feel him surround her with his body and fill her with his cock. She needed to feel that beautiful, deep connection with him as he fucked her.

Mark didn’t disappoint. He started slow to give her the necessary time to get used to his size, but before long he’d found a perfect rhythm. His thrusts were deep and hard but there wasn’t an ounce of pain. It was head to toe pleasure, from the joys of having something so thick so deep inside her to the way his pelvis would make her clit explode with pleasure every time their bodies met to the way his hands moved over her body and his lips moved over her neck. 

It was all absolutely perfect, which is why Christina had an orgasm so overwhelming it felt like an out of body experience. The room went silent around her as her mouth opened and she let out a long, low, lusty moan while every nerve ending in her body seemed to fire with pleasure at the same time.

When Christina came back into her body she saw Mark smiling. He was still inside her, but he was perfectly still. His cock filled her but he wasn’t fucking her. He was giving her a chance to appreciate the joy of her climax.

“That was perfect,” she said. “It was absolutely perfect.”

Christina knew that was the moment she’d become a hotwife. It wasn’t when she’d agreed to have sex with Mark or when she’d gone down on him. It wasn’t when he’d entered her for the first time. It was the moment when she experienced the best orgasm of her life and it had been provided by someone other than her husband. It was the moment when she realized that she could have great, incredible, out-of-this-world sex with other men and have a happy husband at the same time.

“I want another one,” Christina said. “Don’t pull out. Fuck me again. Make me cum again.”

Mark smiled and resumed fucking Christina. She was wetter and the sounds of sex were louder. It felt just as good though, if not better. He moved in and out of her pussy with ease and she found it immensely pleasurable to be beneath him and to feel enveloped by his body.

Christina felt her orgasm building once more. The deep, steady thrusts were more than enough to provide her with the pleasure she required to cum.

There was something else, too. Unlike before her first orgasm, Christina now felt a deep desire to make Mark cum. She wanted to be the source of his satisfaction. She wanted her pussy to bring him to a climax. She wanted him to push his cock deep inside her and unleash his cum.

Christina wrapped her arms and legs around Mark. She pulled him closer. They kissed as he continued his rhythmic thrusting.

“Where do you want me to cum?” Mark asked.

They hadn’t discussed it beforehand, but she was on the pill and he was routinely tested, so there was only one answer.

“Cum inside me,” Christina said.

Mark smiled and fucked her a little harder. It thrilled Christina. He wanted to cum inside her. The man that had given her such an incredible orgasm was going to have one while he was inside her. He was going to explode in her pussy and she was going to cum a second time before he did.

“Harder, Mark,” she said. “Fuck me harder. Pound me. Pound my pussy.”

Christina wanted it harder. She wanted to feel that vigorous kind of fucking from him. She wanted it to feel like he was using her pussy hard.

Mark delivered and his groans got louder and more frequent. He was close to cumming, and so was she.

“Cum inside me!” Christina said with an obvious kind of lusty desperation in her voice. “Cum inside me while my husband watches!”

Saying it thrilled Christina. It thrilled her to the point that she had an orgasm just a few moments later. She squeezed her legs tight around Mark as the pleasure ripped through her body once more.

“I’m cumming!” he said while pushing every inch of his cock inside her. 

He closed his eyes and groaned. Christina watched as the man inside her unleashed his seed in her pussy. It made her almost as happy as her orgasms had. There was something so utterly satisfying about it.

They kissed for a few minutes before Mark pulled out and rolled onto his back. Christina looked up and saw Andrew watching from the same spot where he’d eaten her pussy. His cock was out and he was masturbating with a look of utter joy on his face.

“Did you enjoy watching?” Christina asked.

Andrew nodded as his hand moved up and down his shaft.

“Did you enjoy seeing Mark cum inside me?” she asked.

“Yes. God yes,” he answered.

Christina propped herself up on her elbows and said, “Would you like to cum on my pussy?”

Andrew stood up and moved towards the bed. He got on his knees between her legs as Christina ran her fingers over her labia and clit.

“Go ahead, Andrew. Cum on my pussy. Make a mess with your load,” she said.

Andrew looked at her pussy and stroked his cock. Christina could see the head throbbing every time his hand moved down the shaft. Her husband was immensely aroused.

“Are you thinking about him fucking me, baby? Are you thinking about Mark’s cock moving in and out of my pussy while you masturbate? Are you thinking about how deep inside me he was while you were masturbating on the floor?”

Christina knew her husband was aroused. She knew he loved the idea of her fucking someone else. The fact that he’d been gleefully jerking off as they fucked was enough proof. Now she could see that her verbal play was turning him on.

“He got to cum inside me,” she said. “He got to spray his hot load in your wife’s pussy.”

Andrew stroked faster.

“You don’t get to do that, though. You only get to cum on my pussy. Your cum doesn’t get to be inside me tonight,” she said.

Andrew groaned and closed his eyes as his cock exploded. Christina watched as rope after rope of thick cum landed on her labia, in her pubic hair, and on her inner thighs. Her husband made a wondrous mess and it brought her great joy.

“Did that feel good?” she asked after Andrew had sprayed the last of his load and stopped stroking.

He nodded and said, “It did. It really did.”

“Would you mind getting a towel to clean up your cum?” Christina asked.

Andrew headed towards the bathroom and returned a few moments later. Christina made no effort to take the towel from him and Andrew got the message. He climbed into the bed once more and cleaned up his cum.

She found it thrilling that he was cleaning up his own mess and that Mark’s cum was still inside her. Something about it felt so delightfully kinky.

“Thank you, Mark,” Christina said after her husband walked away with the towel. “That was so much better than I thought it would be. You were truly incredible tonight.”

She leaned closer and kissed him. It was a long, lingering kiss filled with gratitude and just a hint of lust. Their tongues even danced a little.

“It was my pleasure, truly,” he replied. “It’s always my pleasure to fuck a woman as beautiful as you.”

Christina reached out and ran her fingers over his impressively hard stomach.

“Can we do this again?” she asked.

“Of course,” he replied. “This wasn’t a onetime thing. I can’t wait to show you how much fun we can have together.”

“That would be amazing,” Christina said.

She was a hotwife now. She couldn’t live with limiting herself to her husband’s cock. She needed more. There was no question about it. Thankfully, Andrew had enjoyed himself thoroughly and she knew he’d be on board for more fun too.

“How about next Friday?” she asked.

Mark smiled. “That would be wonderful, though it might be hard to wait that long to feel your perfect pussy again.”

Christina laughed and kissed him once more.

“Maybe we’ll get together for a quickie before then. It’s been years since I had sex in a car or outdoors. Who knows what kind of fun we could get up to,” she said.

“The world is your oyster, Christina. Especially now that you’re a hotwife with a willing, eager husband,” Mark replied.

Christina smiled. Her experience with Mark was so good that she now had every intention of exploring the world of hotwifing to the fullest. She was going to indulge in all the pleasures it offered and she was going to bring Andrew along with her.

The End.