Birth of a Hotwife - Part 3 (Patreon)

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"So, Russell, do you think your wife is turned on?"

Jared - the guy with the nine inch cock I'd met on Tinder - was the one asking the question. We were tucked into a booth in a bar. Jared and I were sitting next to each other and Russell was sitting across from us. After a few weeks of chatting and sending pics and videos back and forth, it was our first time meeting. Jared and I had done a little bit of touching and kissing in the booth - to Russell's delight - and I was absolutely turned on.

"I think so, yes," Russell answered.

"We should probably find out, shouldn't we?" Jared asked. He practically oozed confidence and he'd done so from the moment we walked into the bar. He hugged me like we'd already been on a handful of dates, like I'd already surrendered my body to him, like he'd already proven that he could fuck me far better than my husband. He took my hand without hesitation and led me to the booth. He had me slide in and sat next to me without even looking towards Russell, who seemed genuinely excited that I was more than willing to go along with whatever Jared wanted.

"I guess we should," Russell replied.

Jared's hand disappeared under the table and he rested it on my thigh for a moment. "Spread your legs," he instructed while staring across the table at my husband.

I did as I was told and Jared's fingers made their way under my dress - he'd requested, or demanded, perhaps, that I wear a dress and I'd done so happily - and moved towards my panties. I felt my pulse quicken as a man I'd just met touched me in the most intimate place on my body. He pressed his fingers against my pussy, rubbing it gently through my underwear as I bit my lower lip and let out a soft moan inspired by the genuine pleasure I felt in that moment.

Jared deftly moved my panties aside and worked a finger into my pussy. I'm certain he had no doubt that I was turned on, but he probably found it thrilling that I was completely and utterly soaked.

Jared then pulled his fingers from my pussy and held them aloft. It was easy to see that they were soaked with my juices, which offered absolute proof that I was turned on, that I was, in fact, eager to fuck the man sitting next to me. A few weeks of teasing had gotten me to that place of desire and his skillful touching and kissing in the bar had only amplified my lust for him.

"I think she's turned on, Russell," Jared said. "What do you think?"

Russell stared at his fingers and nodded. "I...I agree. She's definitely turned on."

Jared wiped his fingers clean on a napkin, turned to me, and said, "Take your panties off. Give them to your husband."

I reached under the table and removed my panties without hesitation. I held them up for a moment and then passed then to Russell, who balled the panties up in his hand.

I've never really been the kind of woman that gets off on doing what a man wants, but there was something so exciting about following Jared's instructions. Part of it was that sense of confidence I mentioned. Part of it was that he seemed so at ease with taking the dominant role, and part of it was that it was fun to see the look on Russell's face every time I did exactly as Jared wanted.

"Now play with your pussy," Jared instructed. "Masturbate for me. No cumming, though."

I reached under the table and slipped two fingers into my pussy to soak them. Once they were lubricated, I rubbed my clit in slow circles. I masturbated in public for the first time in my life and I did so without hesitation because a man I barely knew had instructed me to do so, which only served to make it hotter.

Jared looked at me and smiled. I moaned - it was loud enough in the bar that no one else would have heard - and then he leaned in and kissed me. I closed my eyes and welcomed his tongue into my mouth. I felt his hand move to my breast. He squeezed it possessively through the thin material of my dress and the lace bra underneath. He managed to work my nipple a little and I moaned into his mouth, in part because his touch felt good, in part because masturbating felt so fucking good, and in part because I knew I was kissing another man while my husband watched and there was something so fucking hot about that.

"Stop masturbating," Jared instructed.

I reluctantly pulled my hand from between my legs and rested it on the table. He smiled and slipped his fingers into the top of my dress and my bra. He played with the bare flesh of my breasts and I moaned as I looked towards Russell, who looked utterly entranced by the scene playing out in front of him. You can't blame him, though. He's a cuckold and another man was fondling his wife's tits in a bar. Of course he was entranced.

"Do you want me, Natalie?" he asked.

I nodded.

"And do you want me to fuck your wife, Russell?" Jared asked.

"Yes, I do," Russell admitted.

Jared looked at me and smiled as he rolled one of my nipples between his fingers. "My place or yours?" he asked.

"Yours," I answered.

Jared pulled his hand from my dress, looked at Russell, and said, "You're driving. Leave cash on the table for our drinks and let's go."

Russell hastily pulled out his wallet as Jared took my hand and slid out of the booth. I followed and he took me in his arms. His strong hands grabbed my ass and his lips met mine for a lingering kiss. I took his tongue into my mouth and sucked on it. I did it without really thinking, too. It just felt like the right thing to do in that moment.

"I want you to get naked as soon as we get in the car," he said after the kiss. "Do you understand?"

I nodded and Jared took my hand and led me out of the bar with Russell following behind us. I was honestly a little weak in the knees at that point. Jared was unlike any man I'd ever been with. He exuded such confidence that I found him irresistible, and there was something undeniably attractive about his desire to take control and the ease with which he did so.

We walked to our car and Jared opened the door to the backseat and gestured for me to get inside. I crawled in, sat in the middle, and took off my dress. Honestly, my heart was pounding as I did it. There was something so exciting about stripping in a bar parking lot, and doing it for this tall, handsome man sporting a big cock that was damn near certain to end up inside me before the night was over.

I tossed the dress into the front seat and my bra soon joined it, leaving me in only the strappy three inch heels I'd picked out in hopes of making my legs and ass look really hot for Jared.

"She looks good, doesn't she?" Jared asked as he leaned towards Russell, who was standing next to him and staring into the backseat.

"She does," my husband answered.

"Are you sure you're ready to be cuckolded?" Jared asked. "Because once I get in that car with your wife, there's no stopping it. I'm going to fuck her. I'm going to fuck her more than once, in fact. So you need to be certain that you want this."

"I do," Russell replied. "I want you to cuckold me."

Jared smiled and looked at me. "And what about you, Natalie? Do you want this? Do you want me to fuck you?"

I answered by getting on my hands and knees and crawling towards him. I reached out and rubbed the bulge in his pants as I looked up at Jared. I wanted him. I was as excited as I'd been in years. I could feel it coursing through my body. I wanted him desperately. "Yes, I want this. I want you. I want you to fuck me in front of my husband. I want you to cuckold him."

Jared unzipped his pants and freed his cock right there in the parking lot. I took it in my hand without thinking. I moaned as I felt the thickness and stared at the impressive size. He wasn't even hard and he was unquestionably bigger than Russell.

"Take me in your mouth," Jared instructed as he stepped closer.

I did so without hesitation. I was naked and on my hands and knees in the back of my husband's car and I sucked another man's cock. I closed my eyes and gave the best head I could. I stretched my lips around the plump head and moved down the shaft. I felt Jared get hard in my mouth and I moaned as I stroked the full length of his impressively long dick. My pussy tingled as I thought of having him inside me. He would have been the biggest cock I'd ever taken.

"That's good," Jared said. "Now sit behind the driver's seat so I can join you."

I reluctantly let his cock fall from my lips and backed into the car. I sat behind the driver's seat as instructed and Jared joined me in the backseat. Russell rushed to the other side of the car and got in.

Jared put a hand on the back of my neck, smiled, and guided my mouth to his cock. He did so with complete confidence that I would comply, that I would offer no resistance. He wasn't wrong. I happily surrendered to his desire to feel my mouth around his big cock. I took him between my lips and I sucked. I blew him as Russell started the car and got directions to Jared's house. My head bobbed up and down in Jared's lap as my husband drove us to his house so he could be cuckolded for the first time.

As I gave head, Jared's hands moved over my body. He grasped my bare ass, he played with my tits, and he fingered my pussy. He even rubbed my asshole a little. That made me nervous, but he didn't try and penetrate me back there. Instead, he offered just a hint of stimulation before his hand continued to roam. Every little touch turned me on, and I imagine that was his intent. He wanted me desperate with desire by the time we got to his place, and it worked, too.

I sucked Jared's cock for the entirety of the drive back to his place. I sucked and I stroked. I kissed the head. I licked up and down the shaft. I really did worship his cock, mostly because I was completely lost in an overwhelming sense of desire that was the result of so many different kinds of pleasure that had unfolded over the course of our evening.

"We're here," he said.

My head popped up and I saw that we were parked in the driveway of a lovely home.

"Let's go," he added.

Jared tucked his cock back into his pants, opened the door, and got out. He offered his hand, but I didn't take it. I was naked and I could see the neighbor's houses.

He looked into the car and said, "Don't be nervous, Natalie. It's a quick trip to the front door. You'll be inside in no time."

"Can I just put on my dress?" I asked.

Jared shook his head. "There's no point. You won't need your dress once we're inside. You won't need it again until after I've thoroughly enjoyed your beautiful body. Now, take my hand and let's go inside so I can show you what it's like to cum with nine inches of cock buried in your tight little pussy."

I took his hand. I let him help me out of the car. I walked naked towards his front door. He put his hand on my ass and squeezed it hard while fishing his keys from his pocket. He gestured for me to step into the house after opening the door and I did so eagerly. He followed and Russell brought up the rear before shutting the door.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked.

I shook my head. I felt a little vulnerable in the nude, but there was something oddly appealing about that. I don't know if it was Jared's intention, but leaving my clothes in the car - meaning I'd be naked for the entire time I was in his house - made me feel a little like a sex object, like my entire purpose in being there was to be fucked. Some women would have hated that feeling, I'm sure, but in the moment I really liked it. It made my pussy tingle. It made me want to be fucked. It made me want to satisfy the strong, handsome, dominant, big-dicked man standing in front of me.

"Russell, take your clothes off," Jared instructed without looking towards my husband.

I thought Russell might resist, but he stripped without a word until he was standing there naked. I could see precum dripping from the tip of his half hard cock and it put a smile on my face. He was just as eager as I was.

Jared took my hand and led me upstairs, down the hallway, and into his bedroom with Russell right behind us. I pawed at Jared's pants in an effort to free his cock and hasten its entry into my pussy, but he stepped back and smiled.

"Russell, get on your knees in front of your beautiful wife and eat her pussy," Jared instructed. "She'll need to be exceptionally wet to take my cock with ease."

Russell stepped in front of me, smiled, and dropped to his knees. I looked down at him as he crawled forward and then leaned in and put his tongue inside me. Even a little clitoral stimulation in that moment felt fantastic and I moaned for him as I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. Inspired by Jared's sense of control, I took a handful of that hair and I pulled just a little. I saw Russell wince and I felt this intense rush of pleasure. Suddenly that mild clitoral stimulation felt even better.

"You're getting my pussy ready for another man to fuck," I said while simultaneously taking pleasure in that very notion. "Does that excite you, Russell?"

He leaned back and nodded as I saw his stiff cock. He was, as it turned out, even more excited than I thought he'd be. I pulled his mouth back to my pussy and looked up to see Jared removing his clothes. His body was impressively sexy, with broad shoulders, a well built chest, and muscular arms. His cock had looked quite large in the car, but it looked more impressive when he was naked. It looked good enough that I stared at it as my pussy tingled with genuine desire for him.

"I need you to fuck me," I said as my husband spread his saliva all over my pussy. "Jared, please, I need you to fuck me."

"Do you think she's wet enough, Russell?" he asked.

"Yes," my husband answered.

Jared smiled. "Then your job is done for now. Stay on your knees, though, and make sure you don't masturbate while I'm fucking your wife."

It was unexpectedly pleasurable to hear Jared issue orders to Russell. I can't even explain it. It was just hot. As Jared approached, my pulse quickened. I was desperate to have him inside me and the closer he got the more excited I got.

He pulled open the nightstand drawer and removed a condom. He handed it to me and I held his gaze while tearing it open. I reached out and rolled it down his long, thick, remarkably hard cock.

Jared picked me up like I weighed nothing and crawled into the bed with me in his arms. He set me on my back and stared into my eyes while rubbing the head of his cock over my pussy lips.

"Fuck me," I said. "Fuck me in front of my husband. Cuckold him. Please."

Jared guided his cock inside me. I groaned the moment the head penetrated my pussy. I groaned again as he slowly filled me. I closed my eyes and arched my back as I experienced something entirely new. His cock reached places inside me Russell's had never gone. It stretched my pussy like Russell's never had, like no man's cock ever had.

"How does it feel?" Jared asked as he bottomed out in my pussy.

"Unbelievable," I replied. "It feels...Jared, it feels so good. Fuck, I can't believe how good it feels. Fuck me. Please, fuck me."

He fucked me slowly at first. He gave me time to get used to his size. Slowly but surely he picked up the pace and slowly but surely the level of pleasure I felt increased. I'm not exaggerating when I say that the sex was unlike any other I've had. I was certainly more turned on than I'd ever been - which made it feel better - but size matters. I learned that lesson that night. Without question, size matters.

"Harder," I said as the pleasure grew. "Please, Jared, fuck me harder."

His lips found mine as he fucked me harder. I moaned into his mouth. His tongue penetrated me and I wrapped my arms around him and sucked on it while he fucked my pussy with long, hard, deep thrusts.

I was as wet as I'd ever been and I could hear it with every thrust. Were his cock any smaller the pleasure of it might have been blunted by my wetness. Thanks to his size, I still felt every thrust and it was astoundingly hot.

"Jared, I'm close," I cried out as my orgasm neared. My thighs began to tremble. Then that shaking worked its way down my legs. My loins tingled with pleasure. I felt a little lightheaded.

Everything tensed up in the way it does in those few moments before an orgasm. This time, though, it felt like the room went silent in a way it never had before, like my body drew everything inwards in anticipation of a massive climax.

Then I screamed, "Fuck!" and came on his cock. I grabbed two handfuls of the sheets and for a moment it felt like I lost control of my body, like the orgasm was so powerful that the only thing I could do was ride it out. Jared fucked me right through my climax, pumping his big cock into the depths of my pussy and hammering my clit until I'd worked my way through the most satisfying orgasm of my entire life.

He kissed my neck as his cock came to rest inside me. I slowly wrapped my arms and legs around him and smiled with my eyes still closed so tight.

"How was that?" he asked softly.

"You were right about fucking me like no man ever has," I replied. "About making me cum harder than I've ever cum. I can't believe how good that was, Jared. I can't believe the orgasm I just had."

He pushed himself up and smiled down at me. We shared a kiss and then he pulled out and rolled onto his back. I immediately cuddled up next to him and rested my hand across his chest as I looked at his incredible cock.

"Did you enjoy watching, Russell?" Jared asked.

I'll admit that I actually sort of forgot Russell was watching. That's what a great dick can do to a woman, though. I looked down to see a dazed, delighted look on my husband's face and I smiled. It was safe to say he'd enjoyed himself.

"I loved that," Russell said. "I can't even describe how much I loved that, how hot that was. Nat, baby, watching you cum on his cock, watching you have an orgasm like that, it was just...it was incredible."

"Would you like to lick her pussy?" Jared asked.

I couldn't imagine Russell would say yes. Why would he want to put his tongue where another man's cock had just been? He nodded, though.

"Yes, I'd love that," he answered.

"You should let him," Jared said. "Most cuckolds love to taste their wives after they've been fucked. They can't get enough of it, in fact. He'll probably have to stay away from your clit, but I promise he'll find it hugely rewarding if you let him put his tongue in your pussy right now."

Now, of course, I understand that Russell loves to taste my pussy after I've fucked someone else. It's among his favorite things in the world, in fact. I didn't understand it back then, but I wasn't put off by it, either. I was in a great mood in that moment and I saw no reason not to give my husband what he craved, so I spread my legs and invited him between them.

"You can lick my pussy," I said.

Russell crawled into the bed and stared at my pussy like he'd never seen anything so beautiful or so arousing. He laid between my legs and kissed my thighs. He kissed my labia, too, doing so delicately and moaning like merely pressing his lips against my flesh was enough to thrill him.

"See how much he likes it?" Jared asked as Russell pushed his tongue into my pussy and moaned.

"I do," I answered as I reached down to stroke his big cock. There was something about seeing Russell eat my pussy that made me want to get fucked again.

"As I'm sure you already know, a cuckold's desires - and needs - are different from most men. I have enough experience to know that when a woman gives her cuckold what he craves he's just about as happy as a man can be, and there's nothing a cuckold craves more than his wife's pussy after she's been with someone else," Jared explained.

Based on the look on Russell's face, I believed every word of it.

"Some day you'll have unprotected sex with another man - maybe even me - and that man will cum inside you. You might think that your cuckold would hate the idea of licking that man's cum out of you, but I promise he won't. I promise that Russell will experience the most incredible, intense pleasure of his life by plunging his eager tongue into your pussy and licking another man's hot load out of you. I promise his dick will throb like it never has before if you let him clean someone else's mess out of your pussy," Jared said.

It felt impossible to believe. It really did. And yet, Russell moaned. He had his eyes closed - maybe because he didn't want to look at me and tacitly admit that he'd get off on eating someone else's cum from my pussy - but it struck me as undeniable that my husband would have gotten off on eating someone else's load out of me.

"I have to admit that I like the idea of you cumming inside me," I said. It was true. The moment Jared said it I felt this lovely little thrill. I'm not sure why. Perhaps it was nothing more than a very natural attraction to having a man like Jared cum inside me. Whatever it was, I was turned on. "For now, though, I'd really like you to fuck me again, Jared, and I'd really like to make you cum."

"Why don't you show me how you ride dick?" he suggested.

I smiled as Russell backed away, seemingly understanding that it was once again time for him to watch.

I straddled Jared, guided his cock into my pussy, and looked over my shoulder. I saw Russell on his knees on the bedroom floor with his gaze fixed on the union of my body with Jared's. He couldn't have been more excited, which in turn thrilled me.

I fucked Jared as best as I could. I rode him like a woman determined to put on a show for her man - in my case, for two men - and I did so with the intention of making him cum and of trying to give him an orgasm that approached the pleasure of the one he'd given me.

I did a good job, too. I made him cum hard, at least based on the look on his face and the noises he made. I came right along with him, too, claiming my second orgasm of the night. I'll admit that I entertained the idea of him cumming inside me while he was in the midst of his orgasm and it absolutely made my climax more pleasurable.

I claimed three more orgasms from Jared before the night was over and made him cum once more. Russell enjoyed his orgasm after we got home.

I'm not sure how my first time as a hotwife - and Russell's first cuckolding - could have gone better. Things with Jared remained hot and heavy for a few months after that, too, and I learned a great deal about being a hotwife and about Russell's desires as a cuckold. Those lessons continue to be valuable to this day, and I'll share a few of them next time.