Yes: A Hotwife Romance (11 page)

For a woman who said she was going to keep busting my balls, this didn't seem like the greatest start.

"So why are you different? Dinner at the restaurant? Fawning all over me at Will's place?"

She thought about it for a minute before answering. "I just wanted to make sure you knew."

"Knew what?" I asked.

"Knew that I was doing this for you."

I stared at her for a long time, wondering what I'd done right in the universe to deserve a woman like her.

"Are we done being sappy?" she asked, finally.

I had to laugh. I knew she was probably horny as hell. The memory of seeing her on that couch with Will's friends had kind of got me going, too. It made me think of something.

"Almost. I need to ask you one more thing. If we're going to do this, what about birth control?"

She looked down at the bed. She hadn't been on it in a while. We were toying with the idea of a family but always ended up doing something kinky in bed so it just hadn't come up.

"I don't really want to go back on anything," she said finally. "We could just carry a big bag of condoms around? Just in case I end up in a gang bang?"

Hearing her say the word made me jolt. Her hand shot to my arm. "I'm joking!" she added quickly, with a laugh.

She wasn't, though. It had almost happened at Will's place. The thought made me completely stiff. Somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered if Will had more friends that might be into something like that.

"Listen, we don't know what's going to happen," she offered. "I can just make sure things...stay safe. You know?"

I didn't know. I really didn't. From what I'd seen the night before, I didn't know if she was capable of anything once Will was stuffed inside her, far less anyone else. The thought of it sent another ripple of nervous energy coursing through me. It was dangerous as hell, just leaving it to her to "stay safe" as she put it. It sure was erotic as hell too.

She must have seen my cock bounce out of the corner of her eye. A smile lit up her face again.

"Wow."

"Wow, what?" I asked, trying to play it off like it was no big deal.

"Wow as in, that turns you on too, doesn't it?"

There was no trying to hide it. "I don't know...I mean it's not like I actually want it to happen. You know
that
much is for real, right?"

"Sure. I think I get it," she said, moving towards me on the bed and starting to unbutton my shirt. "Still, you wouldn't mind seeing one of those big black boys leave a little something for me there?"

She'd unbuttoned half my shirt and I felt the soft skin of her fingertips moving through the hair on my chest. I started to imagine it. What if Will had fucked her pussy until he climaxed? What would it have looked like? What would it have felt like, watching another man's cum seeping out of her, knowing there was a chance...

"Tell me," she whispered, breaking my train of thought. I looked at her. She was staring at me intently, her eyes wide with expectation.

I looked down her body, my cock bulging at the curve her hip made. She was a beautiful woman. Built for breeding.

"You want to see those big, black boys fuck their seed into me don't you?"

I groaned as her hand slid along the fabric of my pants, down the length of my cock and settled in between my legs, cupping my balls. "Fuck yes..." I whispered.

"Tell me!" she hissed, her voice more urgent.

I looked at her. I knew she wanted to hear it as much as I wanted to say it. "I was just thinking of what it would look like, watching Will fuck his cum into your pussy, then watching it drip out of you."

Her curves sprang to life at my words. She started moving on the bed like a fish in water. "Tell me more..."

I could barely keep up with the game we'd started to play. My mind started to wander to what else I might do. I put a hand on her breast and she rolled over onto her back. "There was so much cum, I couldn't believe you swallowed it all. Thinking of all that cum in your pussy I'd...I'd have to do something about it. I'd have to do something before it was too late."

She moaned and slid the tank top she was wearing down over her shoulder, revealing her breast.

I leaned over it and let my tongue slide around it. I felt her nipple stiffen in my mouth. I pushed my a hand into her tights, past the elastic and in between her legs. She was wet already.

"What would you do Charlie? Tell me what you'd do about it?"

Suckling on her tightening nipple, I felt her fingers in my hair. I slid a finger between her slippery folds and found the opening to her cunt. Leaning close to her ear, I began to whisper.

"I'd have to put my head down between those thighs," I said. I watched the skin on her neck pimple from the closeness of my breath. Everything about her, her sloppy pussy, the way her skin smelled, screamed sex.

"Please don't stop," she pleaded, breathless. She looked at me. I could tell that just hearing my little story was getting her close.

"I'd sink down in between your thighs. Your pussy would probably be stretched already, kind of raw from how hard he'd fucked you."

"Oh fuck, Charlie, yes!"

I started fucking her with my finger, feeling her cunt clenching around it.

"I'd spread those little lips he'd left so raw, put my mouth on them and...I guess I'd have to suck all that cum out of you..."

Her nails dug into the back of my neck and her legs came up off the bed. Her eyes were closed and I just knew she was thinking about just that. Thinking about what it would feel like to have me between her legs, sucking the cum out of her pussy.

My cock was bouncing in between my legs and I wanted so bad to stuff it in her pussy.

Her eyes shot open. Her hands shot down my body, pulling at my belt. I knew what she wanted.

I just tore my pants off, not worrying about the belt or button or anything. I tore hers off, too. Her legs splayed open as soon as I did and I dove in between them. Pressing my cock up to her sloppy, hot cunt, I drove myself inside.

"Oh yes!" she moaned as I sank into her silky wetness. She opened her eyes wide and her hips started to move. "Fuck it into me Charlie. Fuck your cum inside me!" she ordered.

A thrill of pleasure raced down my spine at hearing that the voice of my drill sergeant wife had returned. She knew what she wanted. I knew what she wanted. I don't know why, but I wanted it too.

I lifted off her slightly and started jack-hammering against her. We both looked down to stare at the contrast of my angular frame crashing against her soft curves. I could feel the cum pooling in my cock already.

"Yeah baby," she urged in a whisper, her fingers drifting along my back. "I want your cum. Fuck it into me!"

I felt the walls of her pussy close in around my cock as her body started to milk me for what it wanted. My cock hardened inside her and I felt the cum start to move through it. She must have felt me flexing, too.

"Oh yes baby, I can feel it! I can feel you coming! Fuck it into me baby! Fill me up with your seed!"

I closed my eyes and groaned as I erupted inside her. I slammed into her as deep as I could, trying to deliver my cum close to her womb. When I opened my eyes again, she was smiling. She let me fuck the last few shudders of my orgasm out and into her, before she started pushing me away. I was sad to leave her warm tightness, but happy about where she wanted me to go.

She pushed her fingers against her clit and set them spinning as I crawled down her body. Lowering my face between her thighs, I spread her lips a little. They were nowhere near as raw as they'd been when Will fucked her.

She moaned as I did it, her hand moving faster on her nub.

Everything down there was sex. The smell of my own musk, deep inside her soaked cunt. I saw a tiny trickle of the white liquid she wanted me to get out of her trickle out.

"Oh Charlie, please? Will you?"

I pressed my lips to her sex. It tasted the way it smelled, thick and heady. Spreading her a little wider, I started to suck.

As soon as I did, she started moaning. Her fingers were frantic above my head as I pushed my tongue into her still tight cunt. I pressed through the tangy taste of her walls until I felt the thick liquid I'd spilled inside her. I fucked my tongue in and out of her a few times, knowing she'd like that.

She did. She screamed her pleasure and her hand raced to finish and make her come.

"Oh fuck, now Charlie!" she squealed, craning her neck to watch me do do the deed between her lips. She tilted her hips towards me, angling her pussy so it could flow out more easily. I was getting hard again, just thinking how hot this was making her.

I closed my eyes and let my own cum touch my tongue before I helped it into my mouth with a slurp.

As soon as she heard the sloppy sound of me cleaning her out, her orgasm exploded. Her thighs started thrashing around me. Her torso was twisting on the bed. Her fingers flailed at her clit, draining her body of every last drop of pleasure the way I'd drained her pussy.

I held it in my mouth for a second. It was the strangest taste that made my mouth burn a little. I wondered if Will's would taste the same, if I ever got a chance to try. With Angie watching me, I pushed myself up on my elbows to make sure she got a good view, then swallowed my own load.

It made her tense into another little climax, watching me do that. There was something so hot about making her that turned on.

As we drifted off to sleep, I put an arm around her and she turned towards me.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," I whispered back. We'd been together a long time but I don't think we'd ever said it to each other like that, with so much feeling.

"You want to try for real tomorrow?" she asked, biting her lip.

I wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but it didn't matter. Whatever she wanted to do, I did, too. I just wanted us to always feel like this.

Chapter 18

Trying for real, as she'd put it, meant going back to Will's place the next night. The boys were there, looking just as comfortable as they had been the night before.

There seemed to be no hard feelings about the fact that we'd left the night before. Malik even made a joke about being sure we'd had a pretty good time without them. Everyone had a laugh over drinks and it calmed a nagging fear I'd been carrying around, that these guys were dicks, just out to make me a cuckold.

"So, you guys do this a lot?" I asked when a lull came in the conversation. I kind of meant it as a joke, thinking they'd all start to crack up again. None of them did, though.

"You know, every now an again," Will answered, completely earnest.

I didn't know if they were fucking with me. I looked over at Angie. She seemed just as surprised by his answer as I'd been.

"Wait," she said, sitting up and onto the edge of the couch. "You mean you guys have orgies all the time? Or you just spend your free time screwing other guys wives?" She had the boss back in her tone.

Will looked a little scared. "I mean, it's not every night, just, like, here and there, you know?" he explained.

"They're not orgies, right?" Malik spoke up from across the room.

Angie looked even more puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"I mean an orgy's when a bunch of people are goin' at it all at the same time. We do gang bangs."

Angie's mouth dropped open a little further. She looked at me with a half smile and shook her head.

"And the difference is?"

"The difference is this," Malik explained, "in a orgy there's lots of girls. In a gang bang, there's just you." He pointed his finger at her as he said the word "you".

It took her back a bit. I heard her take a breath. I just knew she was starting to get wet, just at the thought of it.

"So, it's like, you three guys and a woman?"

"Sometimes," Malik answered. "Sometimes more."

Angie's bit her lower lip. Her back arched a little, pushing her breasts toward Malik. Her nipples were starting to poke through the tight top she was wearing. "More?" She breathed the word. It made the guys chuckle. Will relaxed.

"Sometimes," Malik replied.

Angie looked at me again. I was getting hard just watching her react. She was usually such a tyrant and watching her succumb to her desire, weaken like she had no choice, like her body was doing it all for her, was incredibly hot.

"How much more?" she asked, staring straight at me.

"Depends. Depends what you want. Depends what your man wants," Malik explained.

"Why don't we start with three," I said, watching her. It broke the trance everyone was all in and we had another laugh. My cheeks got a little red because I really hadn't meant that one as a joke. It did come out pretty funny.

Will got up and got us some more drinks. The four of us left in the room sat in an awkward silence until Jayden spoke.

"Come on baby, let's get the party started."

Angie looked at me one last time. I smiled and gave her a nod. She bounced up and danced across the room like a gazelle. Falling onto the sofa in between Malik and Jayden, she turned to face Malik.

Jayden's hands were on her almost before she sat down. She'd put on a white top after work, making her skin look even whiter than it was. His black hand settled onto the curve of her waist just as Malik pressed his lips to hers. My hand drifted down to my crotch as I watched the two dark shapes engulf my wife.

Will came back with drinks but when he saw things had already started, he handed me both of them and sat down in the other armchair to watch.

The boys must have carried the tension from last night with them all day because I watched their cocks getting hard through their jeans. Angie must have been thinking about this all day, too. Her body melted into a "fuck-me" shape almost as soon as she felt their hands on her.

Malik's hand drifted down from where he'd been holding her neck, down her shoulder onto her chest until he found the soft flesh he'd been looking for.

She gasped but arched her back more, pressing herself into his grip. He held his hand there for a second but quickly dipped down and found the hem of her top. In quick motion, he peeled it off exposing her body to the room.