02-04-2026, 07:19 PM
Part 4
I chuckled when he got hard again in the shower... although I wasn’t really all that surprised.
He began mumbling about how aroused he got when he saw me with another guy’s cock in my mouth... then pushed me up against the tiled wall... shoved my legs apart... and slammed his throbbing boner in and out of my drenched pussy... again and again... until we both had incredible, quivering orgasms.
When we’d both caught our breath, I happily lathered up Brandon’s body with soap... washing him clean and playfully fondling his now flaccid cock... as I smiled to myself, and mused that this might work out even better than I could have hoped.
That night, we laid in bed... fondling and stroking each other... and discussed how the new ‘hotwife’ arrangement was going to work.
We decided we really didn’t have any rules, per se, we could just go ahead and fuck whoever we wanted to, whenever the situation presented itself... as long as we provided details... and pictures, if we had them... when we got together afterwards for reclamation sex.
I couldn’t have been happier with how things played out.
Over the next several months, I found multiple opportunities to fuck guys whenever I stumbled upon someone who struck my fancy. I got fucked in bars, in dressing rooms, in alleys behind restaurants, at real estate conferences... and also brought some of them home, when circumstances allowed. I can’t begin to count the number of blowjobs, quickies, oral orgasms, or deep-thrusting fucks I’ve had in the back seat of someone’s car since I began being a hotwife for my husband.
Brandon did his thing, too... although not nearly as frequently as I did mine. He found some interest among a couple of secretaries and interns... some of them married, and just looking for a nice respite from their usual routine... others enjoying the youthful thrill of fucking a handsome, high-powered attorney... and hoping for a promotion.
On occasion, our things would intersect... which worked out perfectly, too.
In those cases we’d usually end up in a threesome... which was okay with me, since I loved fucking women as much as guys... and I got a kick out of watching Brandon enjoy being ‘serviced’ by two women at the same time.
And he was happy to share me with whatever guys I brought home... although that didn’t happen often. He admitted that, even though he liked to fuck me while I fucked someone else on occasion... he actually preferred watching me get incredible, leg-shaking pleasure with a stranger, before getting me alone afterwards to fuck my brains out.
This arrangement has worked perfectly for several years... and I hope it never changes.
To be continued
I chuckled when he got hard again in the shower... although I wasn’t really all that surprised.
He began mumbling about how aroused he got when he saw me with another guy’s cock in my mouth... then pushed me up against the tiled wall... shoved my legs apart... and slammed his throbbing boner in and out of my drenched pussy... again and again... until we both had incredible, quivering orgasms.
When we’d both caught our breath, I happily lathered up Brandon’s body with soap... washing him clean and playfully fondling his now flaccid cock... as I smiled to myself, and mused that this might work out even better than I could have hoped.
That night, we laid in bed... fondling and stroking each other... and discussed how the new ‘hotwife’ arrangement was going to work.
We decided we really didn’t have any rules, per se, we could just go ahead and fuck whoever we wanted to, whenever the situation presented itself... as long as we provided details... and pictures, if we had them... when we got together afterwards for reclamation sex.
I couldn’t have been happier with how things played out.
Over the next several months, I found multiple opportunities to fuck guys whenever I stumbled upon someone who struck my fancy. I got fucked in bars, in dressing rooms, in alleys behind restaurants, at real estate conferences... and also brought some of them home, when circumstances allowed. I can’t begin to count the number of blowjobs, quickies, oral orgasms, or deep-thrusting fucks I’ve had in the back seat of someone’s car since I began being a hotwife for my husband.
Brandon did his thing, too... although not nearly as frequently as I did mine. He found some interest among a couple of secretaries and interns... some of them married, and just looking for a nice respite from their usual routine... others enjoying the youthful thrill of fucking a handsome, high-powered attorney... and hoping for a promotion.
On occasion, our things would intersect... which worked out perfectly, too.
In those cases we’d usually end up in a threesome... which was okay with me, since I loved fucking women as much as guys... and I got a kick out of watching Brandon enjoy being ‘serviced’ by two women at the same time.
And he was happy to share me with whatever guys I brought home... although that didn’t happen often. He admitted that, even though he liked to fuck me while I fucked someone else on occasion... he actually preferred watching me get incredible, leg-shaking pleasure with a stranger, before getting me alone afterwards to fuck my brains out.
This arrangement has worked perfectly for several years... and I hope it never changes.
To be continued
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