Hotwife Confession: Birthday Delivery

Hotwife confession:

I began cheating on my husband with his best friend about 8 years ago. He caught us in April after seeing a text message on my phone. We promised we hadn’t actually done anything yet...just texting and a few kisses here and there when we’d been alone. I got a burner phone to keep from getting caught and we continued our affair until August, when my hubby caught us again. He was really angry at first, but in the process of working through it, he often found himself getting hard when we’d talk about the times I’d met his best friend in a parking lot or at his office for a quick handjob or blowjob. And when we went through my phone and he read our text messages and sexts, he found himself getting totally aroused. We talked about opening up my end of the marriage (he had no desire to sleep with anyone else), and had some crazy hot sex after discussing it. On several occasions, in fact. His cousin got married in October, and on the way home from the wedding, we stopped in a parking lot and started making out. It was getting pretty hot and heavy, and I had his dick in my hand about to blow him, when he said I looked amazing and he wanted to watch me get fucked tonight. I looked up at him and he said, “by more than one guy.” My heart jumped a bit and I asked if he was serious. He was. We drove to an all night “bookstore” that had a back room. We paid the clerk $20 and waked into the little theater where there were 6 or 7 men watching porn...a couple of them jerking off. My husband walked me up in front of the room and asked if anyone wanted to fuck his wife. Four of them got up and walked over to the sofa on the side of the room. They began to strip off my dress and panties and suddenly I was naked in a room full of strangers standing only in my high heels. My husband helped me onto the sticky leather sofa and they started in. Hands exploring my body. Grabbing my tits, groping my ass and pussy. Caressing me all over. I laid back and my husband stood behind the sofa near my head. The first of them began fingering my pussy, which was soaked, despite the butterflies in my stomach and my racing heartbeat. He slipped his black cock from his pants and slipped on a condom before pressing it against my pussy. I had a cock in each hand and my husband was stroking my hair as the first one entered my quivering snatch. By this time, the other men in the room were all watching us and jerking off. I’d never fucked a black guy before, and this one was not like the ones in the movies. He wasn’t huge or as thick as a coke can, but he was DEFINITELY bigger than my husband. As I stroked the two cocks in my hands, he pumped in and out of me like his life depended on it. Just as he was about to nut, he pulled out, ripped off his rubber, and blasted my tits and neck with his cum. As he finished, the guy in my left hand was ready. He pulled out a condom and rolled it on as he got between my legs. He was bigger than the first guy, and much thicker. It hurt a little as he thrust into me, but if felt amazing once he was inside. He had some moves and made my pussy quiver. I started to reach over to use two hands on my other friend, when the fourth guy put his dick in my face. I didn’t want to suck that night, so I just took his cock in my hand and started stroking him instead. The guy in my right hand started moaning and let out a grunt as he came on my tits. It wasn’t a geyser by any means...it sort of just gushed out all at once all over my hand and down onto my tit. He took his cock and wiped it on my tit and arm as he packed up and turned away. My husband finally remembered to get out the phone and take a picture (or seven) and captured my two friends (one in my left hand and the other pulling out of my pussy) both cumming on my tits and belly. Four guys had cum on me and I was covered. I was pretty well spent after a long day at the wedding and getting fucked by a group of strangers. I got up and wiped off most of the cum before slipping my dress back on. My husband and I walked out to the car and as we drove home, I jerked him off...more later!

Happy Father’s Day everyone! Here’s a little cum shot for you on this special day! 😜

Hurt me, baby. I’ll take the whole thing inside me. Hurt me good!

Oh my goodness!

Stag Confession

I’m thrilled she’s begun posting about our adventures. It makes me hard reading everything she writes! And YES...I love the thought of sharing her with other men...for me it’s not about humiliation or cuckolding. I love to see her transform from the sweet, innocent wife and mother into my hotwife “Kat,” the powerful, sexy, “knows-what-she-wants-and-takes-it” vixen in the red dress and fuck-me heels. Watching another man’s cock enter her is a huge turn on for me, but seeing and hearing her cum and watching her react to the pleasure she’s feeling is the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. The first time was amazing, and after that, it’s only gotten better and better. 

Cheating Wife Confession: In His Office

After having gotten my hands on his beautiful cock that afternoon, I couldn’t wait for more. I wanted him inside me so bad it actually hurt. We had arranged to meet for “lunch” at his office the next day, but neither of us wanted to wait that long. Within an hour after he left, we were texting back and forth about what had happened, what we wanted to happen, and how we were going to keep it all a secret. I couldn’t believe how excited I was all night. My phone was on silent so hubby wouldn’t notice, but he heard it a few times and saw me surreptitiously typing replies. When he asked who I was texting with so late, I told him it was just my sister. (Note to husbands and boyfriends: in case you’re wondering...if she’s constantly hiding the screen, keeping the phone on silent all the time, laying it face-down, and making sure she doesn’t ever leave it unattended...yes...she’s almost definitely cheating on you!)

By the time I went to bed, the flirting had moved on to downright raunchy sexting! I was aching and my pussy was dripping wet. I had the phone on my night table when G came to bed. It buzzed and he asked me again who that could be. I told him my sister was having problems and might text me at all hours. I stuffed the phone under my pillow and turned toward G. I put on my sexiest grin and said “Hey, hon...I know it’s late, but would you mind going down on me tonight?” He was between my legs and licking my soaked pussy within seconds. I heard the phone buzz again, and I said, “sorry hon...please keep going. I’ll tell her I’m going to bed and to stop texting.” While he continued eating my pussy, I picked up the phone and secretly snapped a picture of him going down on me and sent it to Tom with the caption, “I wish this was you!” A few second later, I got a pic of Tom’s hand wrapped around his cock with the caption, “wish you were here.” I typed the obvious response: “so do I.”

After a few minutes, G gave me the orgasm I needed and as I came, he started to mount me. He slipped his dick inside me, and thrust his hips back and forth a few times, cumming almost instantly. As usual, his dick shrank quickly, and slipped out of me as his cum leaked down my ass crack onto the sheets. He rolled off me, gave me a kiss, and turned toward his side of the bed. I got up, grabbed my phone, and went into the bathroom to clean up. I texted Tom one last time, and told him I was sorry, but I couldn’t wait for lunch the next day, and needed some relief from all the built up sexual tension from our texting. I wished he was the one who’d made me cum, and in reality...it was, since I was thinking about him and his big, beautiful cock the whole time, fantasizing that it was his mouth on my pussy and his fingers exploring my g-spot. 

The next morning, after the kids went off to school and G went to work, I texted Tom to say good morning. I was hoping he hadn’t had second thoughts, and that we were still “on” for lunch. He was already at work, and had a lecture starting in a few minutes. He said he’d be on “radio silence” for an hour or so, but he’d text me when he was out of class. I put on my robe, made a cup of coffee, and thought about what to wear to lunch. I picked a cute sundress with a fitted bodice and a sweetheart neckline that would show off my tits and accentuate my figure. I found a nice lace thong and demi-cup bra that would really make “the girls” look good. I picked out a sexy pair of pumps with high heels. I was going to do my best to look as sexy as I could for our first “date.” 

He texted me about 10, and said lunch would be great around noon. He gave me directions to his office, and told me where on campus I could find the best parking. I asked how much time we’d have, and he said he didn’t have another class after lunch until 3. I hopped in the shower and washed up, but not before treating myself to a quick orgasm with my massaging shower head. After the shower, I did my hair and makeup and got dressed. I looked myself over in the mirror and felt pretty confident that he would be more than pleased. I thought about it for a minute, and realized that i hadn’t gotten all dressed up to attract a man in years. It was really exciting!

I arrived on campus at about a quarter to twelve, and found my way to the second floor of the administration building. When I knocked on his door, he beckoned me in as he finished his phone call. As a dean, his office was larger than the little cubicles most college professors get stuck in, and had a nice view overlooking the quad. I walked over to the window and did my best to give him a nice view of my silhouette as I stretched my back, pushing out my tits in a little show just for his benefit. As he hung up the phone, he rose from his desk and crossed the room to give me a hug and kiss. Our tongues met as our lips locked, and the electricity shot through my body once again. He broke the kiss and went over to the door to give us some privacy and ensure we’d be undisturbed. He locked the door, and turned back toward me. Damn! He looked sexy. He was wearing suit pants, but had removed his jacket and tie, and his shirtsleeves were rolled up to reveal his tattoo sleeves underneath. As he crossed the room, I could feel my pussy start to quiver with anticipation, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs. I wasn’t used to kissing someone so tall. Luckily my heels helped with the height difference, but he had to bend down pretty far to reach me. I had my arms around his neck and he held me by the waist as we kissed again. This time I broke the kiss and ran my hands over his chest, feeling his toned body. I pushed him gently backwards toward his desk, and teasingly pushed him into his chair. 

I hiked up the skirt of my sundress and made a show of straddling him, sitting on his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck once again. Ahhh, this was much more comfortable. I could feel his cock underneath me, and his strong hands grasped my butt cheeks as we continued kissing and caressing each other. He kissed my cheek, and then my ear, and bit my earlobe softly. then he kissed down my neck and across my collar bone, and I arched my back for him. He kissed his way across my chest and as he reached my considerably accentuated cleavage, he grasped both breasts and gently pushed them upward, giving each a kiss through the thin fabric of my dress. I decided to return the kisses in kind, and pulled his head up by his chin, giving him a kiss on the lips. As he opened his mouth to kiss me back, I nibbled his lower lip. Then I kissed his cheek, and moved downward in a train of kisses to his neck and chest. when I reached the first button of his shirt, I deftly opened it with one hand, revealing his tattooed chest. I bent down to get one more button undone and give him another kiss, and I slipped off his lap and moved my hands to his thighs, separating them as I knelt on the floor in front of him. I caressed his thighs as I moved my hands closer to his crotch, and I could feel his manhood throbbing and straining for release. I unbuckled his leather belt, and undid his pants, slowly unzipping his fly. He pushed my hair out of his way so he could see my face, and as I reached in to take out his cock, he ran his fingers through my hair on both sides of my head. I love having a man run his fingers through my hair, and it made me tingle all over when he did it.

I pulled his big dick out of his pants, and kissed the tip. It was wet with precum, and tasted salty and delicious. He was SOOOO much bigger than G, and I couldn’t hold back from trying to deep throat his huge member. I hadn’t had a cock this big since I was in college, and I wasn’t sure I could still do it without gagging, but I was damn sure going to try! I ran my tongue in a circle around his head, and licked the tip again before tilting my head and licking it from the base to the head on the left side, and then tilting the other way and licking all the way up the right side, all while locking eyes with him. Then I licked his balls, taking each one into my mouth and gently sucking before licking his shaft right up the underside until my tongue hit the tip again and I was rewarded with a twitch of his cock and a fresh glob of delicious precum. I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked gently. As I took more of him into my mouth, a teased him with my tongue. I got almost to the base of his shaft when I began to gag a little. I concentrated as hard as I could on suppressing the reflex, and took him deeper into my throat. I held my breath as he blocked my air passage, and felt him deep in the back of my throat as my lips reached the end of his cock. I held him there for a second or two, and then began bobbing my head up and down on his huge rod as I caressed his balls with one hand and stroked the base of his shaft with the other. He continued to stroke my hair as he held my head with two hands. He wasn’t pulling me down onto him, but the feeling that he might do so at any moment was driving me wild. I deep throated him a couple of more times, and when I felt his balls begin to tighten, I stood up, pulled my skirt up, pulled down my thong and kicked it off to the side, and mounted his lap again. I pressed my dripping wet pussy against his shaft and moved my hips forward and back, stroking him with my pussy lips. I felt his hips moving as he gyrated them against my snatch, and he grasped my waist as our pelvises did their mating dance. I looked him in the eyes and said, “now. Fuck me now, Tom.”

He didn’t waste any time, and grasped his cock by the base, aiming it at my tight hole. I lowered myself slowly, wanting him deep inside me, but not sure if he was too big to slip in quickly. My lips parted for his head, and I stretched to accommodate his girth. I was soaking wet, and so was he, so we fit together perfectly. He was filling me up like I hadn't felt in years, and reaching places inside my vagina that no man had hit for years. Even my biggest toys had nothing on this beautiful cock inside me. As he pressed against my cervix, I still wasn’t down to the base of his huge cock, so I hovered there and moved up and down slowly, moving lower and lower, closer and closer, deeper and deeper with every few strokes. Finally, my pussy had stretched enough to accommodate all of him, and I was down on his lap, his cock deeeeeeep inside of me, and stretching me to my limits. I was ready to ride him and began humping his cock as he squeezed my tits, pushing me up and down as I rode him. It was so fucking hot...I was fucking this sexy, gorgeous guy, and thinking of nothing but the pleasure we were giving to each other. Right there. In the moment. Just the two of us. I wasn’t a wife and mother in a stale marriage...I was a sex goddess being fucked by an Adonis with a nine inch cock, and feeling like I was 20 again. He reached down to my clit and started rubbing it with his thumb as we fucked, and within seconds, had me cumming on his shaft, my legs quivering and unable to move. He took over the thrusting from underneath, and pumped deep inside me until my orgasm subsided. 

He lifted me off his cock and we stood for a second, as he slid the papers on his desk to one side. He lifted me up and dumped me onto the end of his desk as he lined up his tool with my pussy again. He slammed into me and took over control...fucking my tight pussy deeper and harder with every stroke. I pulled my dress over my head and laid there on his desk with just my heels and demi bra. My tits were bouncing sexily with every thrust of his hips. I squeezed my PC muscles rhythmically, massaging his cock with my pussy as he fucked me. He began to grunt and he said he was going to cum soon. As much as I wanted him to cum inside me, I also wanted him to cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste his man seed, and feel it run down my throat as I swallowed every last drop. I asked him, “where do you want to cum? In my mouth or in my pussy?” I got my answer a moment later, as his seed burst inside me, filling me with jet after jet of hot cum. He continued thrusting, and his cock stayed mostly hard...I could feel his cum all inside me and heard the sound of my sloppy, cum-filled pussy as he continued fucking me. He rubbed my clit some more, and I began to cum again. As the electric shocks and heat started coursing through my body, my legs straightened involuntarily and started shaking uncontrollably. I came hard on his cock, and I could feel him just beginning to soften as his cum started dripping out of my pussy, down his balls, and onto the edge of his desk.

He kissed me deeply, and I could taste the sweat on his lips. We were both covered in perspiration from our exercise, and we were panting as we came down from the sexual high that we’d both just shared. He pulled the rest of the way out of me, slumped into his chair, his pants around his ankles, and his cock hung between his legs, glistening in our combined sex fluids. I couldn’t resist the urge, and I knelt in front of him again, naked except for my bra and heels, and licked and sucked his cock clean. I helped him straighten himself up and get dressed. I stood in front of him naked, and he stared at my body. I spun around for him, and blew him a kiss as I reached for my dress. I slipped into it and straightened it out, as I felt more of his cum flow out of my pussy and down my thigh. I grabbed a tissue from the desk and wiped up the glob of sticky cum from my leg, wiped my pussy, and tossed the tissue into the wastebasket. I bent over to pick up my thong, and he playfully slapped my ass. I stepped into the thong and pulled it up, straightened my dress, and asked, “did you enjoy your lunch?”

“That was the best damned lunch I’ve had in years,” he said as he smiled at me. I sat on his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. 

I looked him deep in the eyes and said, “me too. Can we do this again tomorrow?”

Work it, baby. Work it!

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Hotwife Confession: The Poker Game

My husband G had a regular poker game, and once every few weeks the location rotates to our house. Usually I go out with the kids on those nights to keep them from disturbing the game, but on this occasion, they were spending the night at G’s parents’ house, so I had nothing to do. I decided to make some real food for the guys instead of the usual chips and dips they ate during the game.

I prepared some hot appetizers and had a plan to act as a server for them, keeping them at the table while I fetched cold beers throughout the game. I was getting ready for the evening as G set up the table and got out his poker set. I wore my black nylons and garter belt, a black lace bra, my little black cocktail dress, and high heels. G suggested that I add an apron to the ensemble so I’d look like a French maid, but I thought that was a bit much.

As the guys arrived, I offered them drinks, and they got the game going in short order. I brought out a tray of pigs in a blanket and mini spanakopita, and got a few compliments on the service, as well as a few on my outfit. After a few hands and a few more beers, G said that I should have taken his suggestion and worn the apron. The guys all agreed that I’d look hot in a French maid outfit and laughed about it. I decided to give them a little treat, and went upstairs to change.

I went to the bedroom and slipped out of the dress. I put on the panties that matched the bra, and slipped into a black silk hip-length camisole with a lace trim. On top of this, I put in a white lace apron and checked my makeup. I switched my heels for black stilettos just for effect.

As I came down the stairs, I snuck into the kitchen and got a serving tray, and brought out five cold beers in my makeshift French maid’s costume. As I entered the room, G’s friend Bill said, “holy shit!” as he watched me walk to the table, and eyed me from my heels, up my nylons to the exposed garter belt, over the apron to the lace trim of my cami and bra. All eyes turned to me, and G smiled broadly.

“Well guys, I told you she’d look hot as a French maid.” I made a show of serving each guy his beer, and bent over a little, sticking my ass out as I placed each beer on the table. Without a word, I turned to go back into the kitchen and as I reached the door, I let the tray slip out of my hands. I bent over to pick it up, and as I reached down, my camisole rode up and my ass was totally exposed with just the thong and garter belt in view. As I stood back up I giggled and turned around, gave a little curtsy, and walked back into the kitchen.

I gave them a few minutes to digest and react to what had just happened, and then called G into the kitchen. “Now you’ve done it,” I said to him. You’ve got me all horny and thinking dirty thoughts.”

“Well so have you,” he quipped. Every one of them is going to want a piece of that ass again now.”

“Again?” I asked. I suddenly realized what he meant, and remembered the time a few months before the pandemic when he’d blindfolded me and tied me to the bed for one of our “secret lover” sessions, and brought four guys in instead of just one. “They were the blindfold gangbang guys?”

“Yeah. They were. And I’m sure they’re all thinking about it right now.”

“I’ve got an idea. Go back inside and get the game going again. Let me know who wins the next hand.”

G returned to the table and got the guys back to the game. After a few minutes, he called in and said, “Kat, Dave just bluffed his way into winning a hand!”

I came out of the kitchen and walked over to the table. I put my hand on Bill’s shoulder and said, “excuse me, Bill. Will you make some room?” And as he pushed his chair away from the table, I got down under it in front of Dave. I ran my hand up his thigh and found his zipper, and as I pulled his half-hard cock from his fly, I said, “well, deal the next hand. Winner gets a treat.” I took the head of Dave’s cock into my mouth as G began dealing the next hand. Dave got fully hard quickly as I rolled my tongue around his head inside my mouth. His precum tasted yummy and I enjoyed the taste as I sucked his cock under the table. After a few minutes, Bill won a hand, so I pivoted toward him and unzipped his pants. He was already fully hard, and I had some difficulty getting him out of his fly, so he undid his belt and we worked together to slip his pants down and expose his big cock. He was thick and veiny and his precum has made a wet spot in his underwear as I sucked Dave’s cock. I licked his cock from the base to the tip and savored the slightly different flavor of his precum before taking the large, purple head into my mouth. He moaned as the next hand was dealt. I sucked the big head and stroked his thick shaft as my other hand caressed his balls.

Dave won the next hand, so I moved back toward him. His cock was leaking precum, and I took his shaft deep in my mouth in one gulp, going balls deep on the first stroke. He reached down to pull my head toward him, and I released him from my mouth and admonished, “no hands. You need them for poker. Play the game boys!” As I began again, I slipped my hand into his briefs and pulled out his balls so I could play with them while I sucked him off. Before I could get very far, Andy announced that he had won a hand.

I turned around under the table and found Andy already unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. I slipped his boxers over his hard dick and gripped it in my hand, rubbing his precum into the soft spot under the head with my extended thumb. I licked the tip of his cock before taking him into my mouth. He was long and relatively thin, but his cock had an amazing curve like a banana. It would have been perfect for 69, but made under-the-table head a little difficult with his pants still on, so I slipped them down to his ankles. I angled his long cock toward me, and began sucking as the boys played cards above me.

His cock twitched and pulsed in my hand and mouth, and as I took more of it into my throat, Andy grabbed the edge of the table and shouted, “oh shit, I’m sorry!” as he came in my mouth. I continued sucking and swallowed his load, which filled my mouth quickly with each pulse of his long cock. The guys teased him a little about his fast release, and I kept his cock in my mouth, gently sucking and drawing out every last drop of his delicious jizz.

A few minutes later, G announced he’d won a hand, so I turned toward my husband and helped him slip down his pants. I took his familiar cock into my mouth, and tugged on his balls as I deep throated his cock. His precum flowed from his dick and I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and squeezed it as I sucked on his head.

Part 2 coming soon…I promised this story to a fan a few days ago and I feel bad that I haven’t posted it until now. More to cum soon, I promise!

Eating pussy never turned me on much, however I get a real thrill out of kissing my husband just after he’s cleaned my pussy after sex (with him or another lover…or both). I just love the scent and taste of our combined sex…cum, pussy juices, etc. I especially love it when his beard is all wet and he gives me sloppy kisses. Afterward I lick my lips and can still taste us. Mmmmm.

Hotwife Gloryhole Confession:

After our first two really “fulfilling” experiences, my husband and I decided to try the club scene (sex/swinger clubs, that is). We looked on the swingers’ lifestyle page we had joined and found a few places relatively close to home. On Friday night, I got into my red “hotwife dress” and sexiest heels, did my hair and makeup, and announced that I was ready to go. Hubby asked what panties I was wearing, and when I told him I was wearing the black lace thong, he said I should take them off. I wasn’t going to need them anyway, and why risk losing them? I smiled as I lowered them around my ankles and kicked them off into his face playfully.

We headed to the first place on our list, and paid our cover charge. It was much different from the “bookstore” we had recently been at. There were two main “party” rooms and several private rooms (available for an extra fee)...one of the main rooms was for straight folks and the other one was for gay men. There wasn’t anyone in the straight room at all when we walked in, so I grabbed my husband by the hand and led him to the other door. He was hesitant at first, but he relaxed quickly once we went inside. I’d never watched two men “going at it” and I was intrigued...so my confidence must have put him at ease. There were dozens of TVs on the walls, all showing porn. Most was gay porn, but there were a few screens showing straight porn and group sex stuff. There were 15-20 sofas throughout the room, which was much bigger than I had imagined. There were at least 50 men inside. Some were on the sofas either watching TV or jerking off. A few were paired off kissing or fondling each other. Others were just sort of milling around. There were five or six doors on one end of the room with a line of about 5-6 men outside. I whispered to my husband that I was surprised there were so many men lined up for the bathrooms (usually it’s the ladies’ room that has a line) and he let out a laugh that could be heard over the porn from all the TVs. He leaned over and whispered in my ear that those weren’t bathrooms...they were “glory hole” rooms. Guys were going in there to get their dicks sucked or to suck dick through holes in the walls. I was definitely intrigued now. Anonymous cocksucking? Hmmmm...I said “let’s see what it’s like....how does it work?”

We walked over and got on line together. After several of the doors opened and various men emerged zipping up their pants as others slipped into the rooms, we were soon next in line. A door soon opened for us, and we slipped into the closet-sized room together. There was a small tv showing some girl getting gangbanged by 5 BBCs (note to self: add to bucket list). There was a hole in each of the two side walls about waist high, and I knelt to peek through them. On my left, I could see someone rubbing his crotch through his pants, while watching whatever was on his tv. On my right I was presented with the purplish head of a fairly average sized penis. I looked up at my husband and smiled as I reached over to touch it. He smiled back and gave me a nod. I knelt facing the hole and gently licked the tip of the stranger’s dick, tasting the first drop of precum and savoring its salty flavor. I opened my lips and took his head into my eager mouth and began sucking gently. He wasn’t much different in size from my husband, so I could easily deep throat him. He pressed his body against the wall on his side, and I took as much of him as I could into my mouth, sucking slightly harder with each bob of my head without letting my nose hit the wall. His cock was leaking precum, and I was loving it! He began to pump his hips, which made it difficult to keep him in my mouth, but I did my best. He was clearly about to cum, and began to pull his dick back through the hole, but I sucked hard to indicate I wanted his load. He pushed back in and I gripped his shaft, stroking it and rubbing his frenulum with my thumb. I heard him grunt as the first blast of hot cum erupted from his head and made its way to my chin. I grinned and opened my mouth to catch the rest, and closed my lips around his head for the next several bursts of warm, creamy cum. When he was done, he pulled back through the hole, opened his door, and simply disappeared into the crowd. I stood up to face my husband, opened my mouth, and showed him my first load of the evening, before swallowing it in one gulp.

Meanwhile, from the other wall, a new cock emerged through the hole. This one was really big, jet black, and uncircumcised. I’d seen them while watching porn with my husband, but I’d never been with an “uncut” guy before. It was big. And thick. And covered in beautiful, juicy veins. I knelt before the ebony tool and grasped it by the base, as I licked it up and down. I started stroking gently and took the head and foreskin into my mouth. It didn’t take much for it to begin to stiffen, and the beautiful pinkish head began to emerge from within its fleshy sheath. I slipped my tongue under the dark foreskin and encircled the head, sliding my tongue inside the skin before retracting it. My pussy was dripping by this point, and I was aching for something to fill it. As I sucked the stranger’s huge cock, I reached down with my left hand and lifted my dress and began rubbing my clit. I was soaked. The huge cock in my mouth was way too big for me to deep throat, but I was giving it the old college try. I bobbed my head back and forth on his shaft, and took a little more into my throat with each forward stroke. My pussy was tingling and I needed more. I slipped two fingers inside and fucked myself as I worshipped my black Adonis.

My husband tapped my shoulder, and when I looked up at him, he nodded toward the other hole in the wall. A new cock was poking through at me. I would have shifted positions to stroke both cocks at the same time, but I wanted this big black cock inside my tight, wet, freshly-shaved pussy. I reached for my handbag and grabbed a Magnum condom and handed it to my husband. I told him to get my friend ready to fuck as I stood and slipped my dress over my head and tossed it onto my bag. I stroked both cocks for a second as my husband opened the condom wrapper. I nodded my head to indicate what he should do. It was totally hot watching him roll a rubber onto another man’s cock! I bent over and told him to guide it in. He held the huge black cock and pressed it against my slick opening. As I pushed back onto him with my hips, my pussy stretching to accommodate his girth, I leaned forward and started (somewhat awkwardly) sucking the cock facing me. My ass cheeks were finally pressed against the wall, and I was being fucked from behind as I tried desperately to keep the other cock in my mouth. Being only 5’ tall has its disadvantages, even in such a small room as this. I had to stop sucking, and I began stroking instead as I relished the feeling of being fucked from behind by this big cock. He was stretching me and hitting all the right spots. I began to feel that warmth and tingling inside, and my body tensed up as I came hard on his huge cock. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me as he pumped into me from the other side of the wall. I tried to give my best attention to the dick in my hand, but he pulled it back through the wall. I could see him through the hole as he knelt to watch me get fucked. I guess it was a better scene than the one on his tv.

My husband reached down to hold my hand and help steady me as the pace of my anonymous lover’s thrusting picked up. He began grunting and we could hear his whole body slamming against the wall as he fucked my pussy harder and harder. I lurched forward off the giant cock and spun around just in time to yank off the condom and I practically choked on him as I took him deep into my throat. The explosion of cum filled my throat and mouth and I gagged as cum and saliva ran down my chin onto my breasts. He pulled back through the hole as I sucked the last drop from him and tugged at his foreskin with my lips as his head receded. My mouth full of cum, I stood and faced my husband, and I grabbed him by the back of the head and kissed him full on the mouth, opening my lips and sharing the huge load of cum with him in a passionate kiss. I reached for his crotch and felt his hard cock in his pants and gave it a playful squeeze. I turned to retrieve my dress and slipped into it as he helped me get it back on. We exited the room and suddenly found ourselves a part of the anonymous crowd again, not sure which of the men in the room I had just sucked or fucked. It was absolutely thrilling, and I was aching for more!

It wasn’t the end of our night by any means...I’ll write more about it soon!