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“Sooo, I kinda told him it was fine and that you’d be okay with it. The sex is so much better bareback! ”

“What?! I don’t get a say?! Why did you even ask me then?!”

“Well, first of all; no. You’re a cuckold, so you’re not in charge here. Secondly, in case I get pregnant, I thought you’d like to know ahead of time that the baby definitely isn’t yours.”

“What?! But you’re on birth control?! How would you get pregnant?! I know he’s bigger than me and better in bed, but he’s not fucking Superman!”

“Well, compared to you he might actually be Superman…and also, I quit my birth control last year.”

“Last year?!”

“That’s right, babe! So, your little guys have doing anything but swimming. Guess they think they’re in there just for kicks, floating on a lazy river. I’m kind of excited to see what some real swimmers might do, aren’t you?”

“No, I’m not! This is the wors…hey, why are you giggling?! This is serious!”

I sat on the edge of my bed. My husband stood at the door.

"Ready?" he asked me.

I just nodded. Much like a year ago, I had butterflies in my stomach. I was nervous and excited, and so wanting what was next.

Last year, I was getting ready to get married. We had a simple, but still nice, wedding in front of friends and family. Today there would be friends, but no family. I smiled as I stood from the bed and followed my husband out to the main room of our house.

I could hear the clacking of my high heels on the tile floor as I turned from the hall into the main room of our house. I could hear my heart beating, much like I did a year ago, but now, it was for a totally different reason.

The guys were milling about, and as soon as I entered, they all fell silent and looked at me.

I was wearing the high heels I wore on my wedding day, and a veil. I almost full-length veil that was very see-through, and nothing else.

I smiled nervously at the guys.

"As you know," my husband started, "a year ago we got married. And as you know, we met someone on our honeymoon that changed our lives... and yours."

On that honeymoon, we had been having a great time, enjoying the beach, and having a lot of sex. So had the couple in the room next to ours. We could hear them, and while it wasn't a contest, it was kind of some naughty fun to listen in on them for the first few days of our honeymoon.

On the third day, as we were leaving to get some sun after having some fun, we saw a couple leave the room. I blushed, and she apologized for being so loud. We told her we didn't mind, and they went one way, and we went another.

Later that day, we were passing by the room headed back to our hotel suite and the girl came out again. This time, she had a different guy, and then another.

My eyes must have nearly popped out of their sockets when I saw her with two guys. She laughed and said hello again.

A guy reached out his hand and introduced himself as her husband. The other guy kept walking.

I was simultaneously thinking good for her, and also slut as she had just been with two guys, and I thought one was all I'd need.

"I bet you're wondering..."

"Oh, I think I know," I said, smiling and blushing.

"Not quite," she said. "I'm a hotwife."

"Yeah, you are," I said. She was quite attractive, but I had never heard that term before. "I remember being a newlywed. We did it almost as often as we do it now."

"I could tell you about it over dinner if you'd like," her husband offered.

"Thank you, but we can't. We were just..."

"Going to make some noise of our own," my husband said, embarrassing me.

I playfully slapped him.

"Then after. We'll be down in the bar, relaxing for a bit. I don't think it's quite what you think it is."

That evening, they told us all about it and how it enhanced their marriage. They even let us watch as she fucked one of her lovers, then watched as her husband took his place and reclaimed his wife.

Her lover looked at me and asked if I wanted to try it, but I was too shy.

However, for the first month of our marriage, it was all I could think about. Every time I came, whether with my husband or while I masturbated, I thought about having additional lovers.

When he caught me one afternoon, after coming home early, I admitted that I had been fantasizing about it. He said he did to, but was afraid to bring it up. For the next month or so, almost every time we fucked we were roleplaying that scenario, and as newlyweds, we fucked a lot.

On Halloween he wanted to fuck me in his costume. What I didn't know at the time was he had set up a camera so he could watch it later, like he was watching someone else fucking me.

When I found the camera, I made him watch it with me, and soon I was watching myself fucking some other guy on the screen, as he had me calling him Luke the whole time. We both found it hot and fucked again while putting the video on repeat. The next day he came home with several more Halloween costumes, and we had fun for another week or so with him pretending to be someone else each time.

"But what if it wasn't me?" he asked as we finished another round of fucking.

We were both lying on the bed, breathing hard. "What if it wasn't me in the costume?" he asked again.

I swallowed hard. "Then who? Do you have someone in mind?"

That night we talked about a few people who we might invite into our bed to fuck me. We interspersed our conversation with more fucking, and before the night was over, we had sex four times, and I had the name of someone to ask.

While they weren't interested in having sex with a married woman, the next person on my list was, and I was soon inviting him over for that next weekend.

We had been married barely three months when my husband watched another man slide his dick inside me. It wouldn't be the last time either. He fucked me once more after my husband did, and then my husband fucked me for a fourth time.

I looked at that man, who was eyeing me up and down in my house now, as he had many times when he saw my naked body.

As we talked about it afterwards, I asked him who he wanted to watch me with next.

"Next?" he paused. "I was afraid you'd have enjoyed doing it the one time, and would be ready to be done. I love that you want to do it again."

As I climbed on top of him, sliding his hardening dick inside of me, we talked about our next time.

Just two weeks later, I was on my hands and knees while my husband watched another man fuck me doggy style. I had never cum so hard as when he walked over and kissed me while I was getting pounded over and over again.

Over the next nine months, we invited several more men to join me in bed, or anywhere else around the house, really. Some said yes, some said no... I get it. They either don't want to do it in front of someone while being watched, or they don't want to fuck a married woman at all. But I had about six guys who I saw regularly.

The last guy invited my husband to join him in fucking me at the same time. First, I sucked on my husband's cock while my lover fucked me. But after a few times, I learned what a DP was, and taking two men at once like that was life-changing.

After he left that weekend, I curled up with my husband. I was sore as the two of them had fucked me all weekend long, from Friday through Saturday and on to Sunday early evening. I think I had finally drained them of all their cum. I was happy and satisfied, but still wanted more.

"More?" my husband asked, not believing what he was hearing. "I don't have any more?"

"Not more, like again... but more... more guys."

"You've got six, how many?"

"I want them all... at once."

I think that's when it hit him what I wanted. I wanted to experience all of my lovers at once.

With our anniversary coming up soon, he worked hard to make it happen, and on our first anniversary I now stood basically naked in front of my fucking friends as I liked to call them. My husband had fucked me earlier, and I could feel his cum leaking out of my pussy as he lifted the veil and made me so naked in front of everyone.

One by one they stripped naked, and I got to experience them all that afternoon. After the first round, everyone needed a bit of a break. That's when I brought in some friends. I knew the girls the guys were seeing. Well, only two of them had girlfriends, and they thought it might be fun to walk in.

They entered in procession, like my bridesmaids. They were also as naked as I was. And instead of holding flowers, they held realistic-looking dildos. I watched them enter with big fucking grins on their faces.

The guys looked shocked, and the girls were upset that their men were cheating. "But since it's okay to share, we aim to share," they said.

And with that, my two friends and I worked hard at draining those guys. We started early in the day and went as long as they could. We had a grand time, and when the guys needed a break, we went back to the bedroom and put those dildos to good use. The guys joined us in there for one last hurrah, but we found out we could always have more... and now I have new friends to play with...

I asked my husband to meet for me lunch at this little out the of way place I know.

He was a few minutes late, as he often is, but that was OK. I had some company to keep me from being bored.

As my husband arrived, I saw him scanning the room. I think he looked past me because I was sitting with a guy, which he hadn't expected. But I waved at him, and he headed over to the table.

"Hey honey," I said to him as he sat. "This is Joe," I paused. I knew what I was here to do, but it still made me nervous.

"You know how we've been talking for several months about me finding a lover? Someone to have fun with on the side... well... I met Joe a few weeks ago."

I paused, unsure of how to continue.

Joe stuck his hand out to my husband. "I'm her bull."

My husband just sat there in shock for a minute.

"You know, the guy on the side who's been giving it to her for the last month. And I got to say, she's really liking it. So thanks for sharing, man."

My husband just limply shook his hand, unsure of what to do.

Joe put his arm around me, and with that, opened up my shirt, which was together, although unbuttoned. He exposed my naked breast to my husband as he groped me publicly in front of him, pinching my nipple to keep it nice and hard.

Although, he didn't have to work hard at that. I was already nice and horny. I always was around Joe. I think it's because he sees me purely as a sexual creature. He's willing to do more, and do it naughtier than my loving husband, who sees me as the mother of his children.

My husband swallowed hard as he saw me being groping. He smiled, liking it, but also realized what had been a fantasy was a now definitely a reality.

The waiter came by and Joe ordered drinks for everyone, including an extra stiff one for my husband, thinking he might need it.

The waiter returned quickly as I was rubbing Joe's cock through his shorts. I think he was hoping to watch a little more, or see a little more, and I didn't want to disappoint too much... but this wasn't for him. It was for those of us at the table.

As the waiter left, I pulled out Joe's cock and rubbed it.

"Surely you've noticed I've been a little differently the past month. Well, I meet Joe almost every day at lunch, and sometimes after work. You seem so excited to see me, knowing I'm ready to have sex with you all the time... well... he really gets my motor running, and I let you take me out for a spin as well. Isn't that what you wanted?"

My husband was watching me. Watching my arm going up and down.

"Are you jacking him off? Here? Now?"

"Take a look buddy," Joe said.

My husband peeked under the table. There he saw not only me jerking Joe off, but I also had two fingers buried in my snatch. Something I never did in front of my husband before, and rarely did on my own. But Joe really helped me open up.

My husband came back up, his mouth hanging open. It wasn't that Joe was that big, or that handsome, or that ... anything, really. He was just confident and controlling.

With the hand around my shoulders, he reached up and stuck a finger in my mouth.

"She really likes having things in her mouth, doesn't she?" he said while I couldn't say anything. "Especially my cock," he said as he pushed me toward his lap.

There, I sucked on his cock for a minute.

"She loves it when I put a couple of fingers in her mouth as I'm fucking her from behind. She absolutely loves it and reminds me to let her suck my cum when I go to nut."

My husband was in shock, but I couldn't tell. I was busy sucking the cock down below the table. I looked over at my husband and could see his pants tenting. I think he enjoyed hearing about how naughty I can be.

"And man, does she suck a mean cock or what? Not that I have to tell you that," he teased.

I came back up and continued stroking that cock of his while looking at my husband.

"I hope this is what you wanted. I hope you're not mad."

"N...no... I'm not mad," he said. "It's kind of turn on to see you doing it. I've always wondered... wanted even... but now... here... wow...."

I smiled.

"I'm glad you like it."

"Can I watch you to do it?"

"Not yet," Joe said.

I looked at Joe, disappointingly.

He smiled back. "Some of my friends have seen her, though. And they all say she's really hot. So maybe... someday soon. Maybe we can take some photos or video for you if you'd like. That way, you have something to look at."

"So other guys have watched you two..." My husband could say it.

"Fuck." Joe, he could say it. "Yes. I was having a pool party, and since she never wears panties around me, she couldn't just jump in the pool, but I got her to. And since she was naked, I had her jump on my lap while several people watched."

My husband's mouth hung open again, catching flies like normal. I don't think he could ever do that. Yet, hearing how I had, in front of multiple people...

Joe turned to me. "I'm getting close, baby," he said before kissing me.

I bent down again. Into Joe's lap I went, right in front of my husband. He knew my lips were wrapped around another man's cock.

My husband could see me bent over, sucking the cock. He looked under the table and I winked at him before I went back to sucking on that cock. Stroking it for all it's worth until Joe finally shot his load.

My husband never came in my mouth, but I let Joe empty his load in my mouth since the very first date. I sat up and opened my mouth, showing all that cum to my husband. I then swallowed it and showed him my empty mouth.

"Oh, she loves cum, doesn't she?"

My husband nodded, but never knew just how much.

"Let's order something," Joe said. "On me, of course. It's the least I can do since you're letting me screw your wife." He waved the waiter over as he continued to tease my body in subtle and not-so-subtle ways.

"I'm sorry, sir, you guys need to leave. You're being too overt," the waiter said.

Joe leaned over into my ear and whispered so only I could hear him. I nodded, and got out of the booth, following the waiter who was clearly as turned on as my husband was having watched us.

I don't know what Joe and my husband talked about, but I returned just a couple of minutes later. I sat back down at the table and opened my mouth, showing it full of cum to my husband and Joe. I then swallowed my second load while at the restaurant.

"I've put in our orders," I said once my mouth was empty.

"Your wife has reached a new stage. She's becoming even more sexual than before. I've never asked her to suck off another guy, but you see how ready and willing she was to do that. And oh, the other things we've done..."

Joe paused and smiled.

"You need to do more with this amazing woman," he paused. "But you'll have to wait for this evening. I've asked her to take off of work for the afternoon. We're going to have some fun. You want to have some more fun, right?" He was asking me.

"Of course," I said, my hand resting on his cock again as I pressed my naked breast against his arm as my shirt had fallen open once again.

"Did you like sucking off our waiter?"

I was embarrassed to admit it, but I did.

"Then you're going to love one of the things I have planned for this afternoon. I remember how much you loved getting fucked in front of some of my friends. Well, I've invited one of them to come over this afternoon."

"You want him to watch us?"

"Sort of," he said, smiling at me. He was looking right into my eyes when he said, "he's going to join us. You get your first threesome today."

I swallowed hard, but then smiled.

"How do you like the idea of getting a cock to suck on while I fuck you from behind?"

I licked my lips instinctively. I loved sucking cock now. I seemed to do it with Joe all the time.

"Then maybe we'll switch places. We'll have several turns with you each. How does that sound?"

"Oh, it makes me so wet," I said honestly.

It was never something I could have imagined doing. Yet here we were talking about it, and it was going to be something we'd do in just a bit. I wasn't even paying any attention to my husband. He wasn't going to be there. Just Joe, and one of his friends who fancied me, apparently.

"Yeah, he and I did his wife a little bit ago, so I wanted to thank him properly. And since he mentioned how cute he thought you were, I thought he'd appreciate getting to have a piece of you."

My husband was left dumbfounded. He didn't get a word in this decision. It wasn't his to make. He got me turned on to the idea of fucking guys outside of our marriage, and I was going to run with it. I wondered if it was only going to be to suck and fuck, or if they had other plans. I didn't dare ask just yet. I mean, there are always more friends, and more days to experiment with, if you ask me.

Our food came, and I winked at our waiter. I ordered light, knowing I was in for an afternoon of fucking.

My husband ate slowly, knowing what was going to happen to me. I could see him imagining me being a total slut for two guys, one of which I've only briefly met.

"Don't worry mate," Joe said to my husband as he paid the bill and got ready to leave. "I'll send her home tonight, but she'll never be the same. Not that she's been the same since she met me," he said with a laugh.

My husband just sat there, knowing he was going back to work, as I was going to get my brains fucked out.

I kissed him goodbye, with the same lips that had sucked off two other guys since I entered the restaurant. I wonder if he was remembering what my lips around Joe's cock looked like as I kissed him.

I skipped out of there, so horny, so excited. I couldn't wait to be taken by two cocks at once.

At Joe's house, I let him strip me as soon as we walked in the door. I had no need for clothes, as I was here for one reason, and one reason alone. To get fucked.

As he tossed my skirt aside, he pulled me in tight, his hand wrapped around my neck in such a possessive manner. "I told your husband what a slut you are," he said with lust in his voice. "And I told him I was going to make you a total slut for me today. I think it turned him on knowing how much of a dirty slut you're going to become, even if he doesn't know the half of it yet."

He led me into a room where his friend was. He was already naked, sitting on the couch, with his cock pointed to the ceiling. "Why don't you go say hi," he said.

I got down on my hands and knees and sucked on a third cock for the day. As I sucked on it, Joe penetrated me from behind. I just moaned as I felt a cock in my pussy finally. Something it had been wanting for over an hour.

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"Hey honey," I said as my boyfriend called me. I was stuck in traffic, and the call came through my car dash.

"Where are you?"

"Stuck in traffic," I honestly answered. We were bumper to bumper and had been for a while. I told him we have gone nowhere in the last 10 minutes or more, it seems.

Of course, there were other things I hadn't told him. Like I was giving a guy I met at the beach a ride back into town... or how he had convinced me to show him my tiny tits, which he seemed to love.

Or... how I was currently stroking his long, thick cock in my hand. I could barely wrap my hand around it, and I loved feeling that thick shaft in my hand.

"When are you going to get home?"

"I don't know," I said, sliding my down to the base of the cock I was working on. "Traffic isn't moving at all. Maybe you should have dinner without me. I'll get something to munch on, I'm sure," I said, winking at my road companion.

I gave me a sly look, which melted my heart.

"I was hoping to... you know..."

"Oh really? Well, maybe I'll just have to think about that a lot. I'm sure it will make me super wet for you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, can you imagine how wet I could be if I only thought about having sex with you for the next 30 minutes or more?"

He thought about it.

"You know... if you want..." He was pausing, like he was being so sly. "We could always do something on the phone..."

"Really? You going to be ready for me when I get home? I don't want a limp noodle, you know," I said, still stroking that glorious cock.

"Yeah, I'm sure I'll be ready for you."

"So, you're imagining me stroking your cock. So nice and hard in my hand." I loved that I actually had a nice hard cock in my hand. I looked at my new friend and smiled, while putting a finger up to my lips reminding him to be quiet.

"But you know I don't like to stroke a cock very long," I reminded him.

My lover reached over to my exposed tits. I looked to see if anyone could see us, but we were between cars, so I figured we were safe.

I felt him massaging my tits, playing with my rock hard nipples. I moaned.

"I undo your pants," my boyfriend said.

Without asking, my new friend undid my pants, pulling them open, and down a little. I lifted my ass off the seat, and he pulled them down further.

"Are you going to finger me?"

"Of course," my boyfriend said.

My lover pulled my panties to the side and pushed a finger inside of me. I moaned again.

"I like that. Maybe two fingers?"

"I always use two fingers," he said.

My lover got the hint and worked a second finger easily inside of me. I was soaking wet, and loving it, even if it meant I was having a hard time working his cock with my hand. I moaned as I leaned back in my seat the best that I could.

"You stroking your cock?" I asked my boyfriend.

"Yes."

"I've got two... three fingers in my pussy. It feels so full..."

My lover was really giving it to me.

"I'm going to cum soon," I warned the both of them. My lover kept working my pussy until I was cumming for him.

I didn't bother to be quiet. I was supposed to be alone. What are the odds that someone could hear me?

I thrashed back and forth a bit as I came.

"Oh, that's so hot," I heard my boyfriend say. "You never cum that loud when you play with yourself in front of me..."

"Well... I..." I was a little out of breath. "It's easier when you're not staring ... watching..."

I looked over and saw my lover with his hard cock. He was slowly stroking it in front of me, and it was so exciting to see. I was still soaking wet.

"I bet you'd suck on my cock now," my boyfriend said. "If I was there, of course."

"Of course," I said, feigning a smile at my lover.

I lowered my seat back a little more.

"You want me to suck it?"

"Oh, yes..."

"You just want it because you know once I suck a cock, I've got to fuck it. You know how much it turns me on when I'm sucking a cock."

"Oh yes," I heard him moan. He was going to cum soon, and he was almost insisting that I suck this cock in front of me. At least that's what I told myself.

The cock moved closer to me, but I put my hand on his chest, pushing him back.

"You love it when I suck your cock, don't you?"

"Yes... you're so good."

I leaned over in my seat. My bare ass sticking up. I didn't care. I paused and put the car in park. We were going anywhere. But I was about to... I leaned back over.

"I see that nice big bulbous head. I wonder how it tastes?" I said quietly... seductively.

"Find out," I heard through the car audio system.

My lover had completely lowered his seat back, so his cock was sticking straight up.

I wrapped my head around it and bobbed up and down, releasing it with a loud pop.

My eyes went wide.

"Oh fuck," I heard on the phone. It was my boyfriend cumming.

"That pop... just like when you suck my cock... was too much...."

I smiled, knowing he had cum, and I could end the call soon.

"How did you do that?"

"I uh..." I thought quickly. "I was sucking on my dirty fingers, licking them clean."

"Oh fuck," he moaned again. If he could have cum twice, I think he would have.

I smiled mischievously at my lover.

"Make sure you're ready for me," I told my boyfriend. "I'll be extra wet for you when I get home." With that, hung up the phone, and quickly worked my pants off.

"Extra wet?" My lover said as I sat on him.

"Shut up and fuck me," I ordered him.

I slid down his shaft and fucked him fast and hard. It wasn't long, and he was cumming in my pussy. I pulled my hair back over my ears. "I needed that," I said, referencing the quicky while looking down at him.

"Yeah... me too," he said as I climbed off his lap.

Only then did I realize how long we had been stopped. People had gotten out of their cars. Some had stopped to watch us. They were yelling and clapping as they enjoyed the show.

I was embarrassed as I pulled my pants up, keeping all that cum inside of me.

My lover smiled. "That was fun... and we got to have an audience..."

"Yeah," I said.

"I wonder how many will think about us tonight?"

"I don't know."

"So, you're actually going to go home and fuck your boyfriend... with my cum inside of you."

"Yeah, he likes me extra wet."

"Well," he said, the cars finally starting to go. "If you ever want to be extra wet for him... I'm more than happy to help."

"Yeah, I bet you are," I said, as we picked up speed. "I bet you are."

He kept my tits out for the rest of the trip, playing with them, keeping me on edge.

When I got back home to my boyfriend, I jumped him immediately. I don't know if he knows how much I cheat on him, but he doesn't seem to care. I mean, at least he always gets fucked really good when I get back.

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I pulled off my dress in front of my date as soon as we got back to his place. I hadn't been wearing any panties, and he could now see my trimmed bush.

"Wow, you don't waste any time, do you?"

"Are you complaining?" I said, reaching for his shirt and ripping it open. A couple of buttons went flying, but he didn't seem to care that I ruined it... or I was going to ruin him.

"Not at all," he said, smiling at me.

I went for his belt, and help me undo his pants. His cock was already hard as I pushed him down on the floor in front of the fireplace. We didn't even have time to turn it on.

I looked at him with lust, ready to pounce on that hard cock. I climbed on top of him, his cock just rubbing against my pussy, and ran my hands down his chest to where our bodies met. I then ran my hands up my stomach and to my bra, which I undid and tossed to the side.

As I was undoing my bra, he saw "it" - my wedding ring. It's not like I was hiding it, but I wasn't announcing it either.

"You're married?"

"Yeah. I thought you knew."

"No..."

As I rocked my hips, his cock slid into my wet pussy.

"Oh, fuck... I've never fucked a married woman."

"Is that a problem?" I said, groping my tits in front of him as I rode his cock. I pinched my nipples, and he seemed to lose focus as I did.

"I don't know... I never wanted to break up a marriage."

"Don't worry... you won't. I know why I'm married. And why I'm here... and you can know a few things as well. I'm not looking for a relationship. I'm not going to get jealous of you looking at another girl... or even if I walk in on you fucking her. Hell... if she's hot enough, I'd could be convinced to join in."

He moaned as I talked about my willingness to have a threesome with him.

"That is... if you're good enough."

He started to grind against me as well. His thick cock felt good inside of me. I felt his hands on my hips, holding me in deep as we moved in rhythm.

"I think you like fucking a married woman. Tell me, does this married pussy feel good?"

"It feels so fucking good."

"Are you glad you brought me home from the bar?"

"Oh, yes."

I smiled as I looked down at him.

"If you can wait till I cum, you can cum inside me. Do you want to cum inside this married pussy?"

"Yesss..." he said, barely able to hold out.

"Come on... hold out, I'm close. I'm so close." I grind against him, and felt myself starting to cum. I let out a scream of pleasure as my cheating pussy clinched onto his cock. "Oh yes. Fuck yes," I screamed.

He grunted as he shot his load deep inside of me, holding me tight in his hands, watching as I arched my back and pushed my tits out even further for him.

"Yes... yes... oh fuck yes..."

He sat himself up and pulled me into him and kissed me deeply. It was our first kiss, and it was after we had both cum. There was something so dirty about it... and that's what I loved. I could get sweet at home. I needed raw, dirty fucking.

"Shit, that was good."

"All sex is good," I told him. "But that was fucking amazing. I love your cock," I said, breaking our embrace and standing.

"Does that mean we can do it again?"

"Sure."

"When?"

"Well... how long will it take for you to get it up again?"

He looked at me. "Not long for you."

I smiled. "Then I just might stay naked." I headed to the kitchen. I was going to raid his liquor cabinet for sure. I found some whiskey and poured myself a glass, then asked if he wanted any.

He came up behind me and nibbled on my neck.

"You don't have to do that..." I reminded him. "I'm not looking for a relationship... just good sex."

I downed my drink and poured another. This time, he took me up on his offer.

"So, do you spend the night?"

"Never..."

He nodded.

"So now what?"

"Now we work on getting that cock hard again... and fucking me till I cum a second time... or more. I'm always down for more."

He liked that idea, bending me over the counter at his wet bar. He put his legs between mine and spread them as he held my arms tight. I like his level of roughness. I felt his wet cock, dirty with our combined cum, rubbing against my leg. He wasn't hard yet, but he was getting there.

He played with my tits and ground his hips into my ass, trying to work himself up to some stiffness. I appreciated the effort, that was for sure.

"Come on. You want to fuck this cheating married pussy again, don't you?"

"Fuck yeah," he said, grabbing his cock in his hand and stroking it a few times.

"Then fuck me already."

This time he was hard, and he lined his cock up... and pushed it in. I was still soaking wet, and having just fucked, I was opened up already, yet being so thick, I could still easily feel it.

"Oh fuck yeah," I moaned as he slid all the way inside of me.

"Does your husband know?"

"That I'm a cheating whore? Maybe... he doesn't let on if he does."

"What are you going to do when you get home?"

"I'm going to fuck my hubby. Let him have his sloppy seconds, thinking he got me so wet with just a look of his little dick. It's so sad, unlike yours... yours is so nice and thick."

"Yeah," he said, full of himself.

"Fuck me harder," I asked him. "Fuck me faster."

He increased his tempo, fucking all the way till he was balls deep inside of me.

With my free hands, I rubbed my clit till I was cumming. Having just cum himself, he didn't cum right away, and I got a third, but slightly smaller orgasm because of it.

As I came that third time, he emptied his balls inside of me for a second time. As he released me; I melted onto the wet bar, trying to catch my breath, and gain the strength to stand.

"I take it you liked?"

"Yeah..." I moaned.

"Does that mean I'll see you again?"

"Maybe. Remember, I'm not looking for anything..."

He held up his hands. "I know... but... you're a great fuck."

I smiled. I knew I was. But I still loved to hear it.

"And now..."

"And now I head home. I'll offer my pussy to my husband and let him think about how wet he can make me..."

"When he's really just using my cum for lube..."

I smiled. I loved getting fucked multiple times. And if he knew he was using my husband's cum as lube, I wonder what he would have thought. After all, I fucked him before I left too. What can I say? I'm a married slut and I love getting fucked, I thought to myself as I fastened my bra and pulled the dress over my head.

I stared at my naked partner. I'd probably never see him again. He thinks he's all that, but any guy can make me cum, and multiple times isn't that hard either. He wasn't bad... but he wasn't that great... and I'm going to keep playing until I find someone really great.

With that, I closed the door, took a deep breath, and headed home. I didn't care about the cum leaking down my leg. It made me feel sexy in my own right.

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"I don't know if we can meet up again," I said, cuddling my lover. Reggie's dark skin contrasted against mine.

"Why? I thought you enjoyed it..."

"Oh, I do... maybe too much. I love fucking you, but this is supposed to be about sex, not... not love. I love my husband too much, and I promised him you, and any other guy I was with, would be only about sex."

"And you're great at sex."

"I know, but holding you, like I am... I'm afraid I might be finding feelings. I can't cheat on my husband like that."

He was silent for a minute. I didn't want to cut it off. His enormous cock felt so good that I wanted it all the time. But the truth was, I was beginning to want him... not his cock.

"What if," he said, pausing. "What if we met one more time? And I make sure you only enjoy the sex... lots and lots of fucking... and no feelings."

I wasn't sure, and told him as much, but feeling his cock twitch against my leg got me to reconsider.

He laughed as he realized why.

"Maybe I should flip you over," he said. "And fuck you like you're my bitch. Will that help?"

I slapped his face, then kissed him. "Make me your bitch... I dare you."

Well, he wasn't one to turn down a dare. He picked me up in his large, strong hands and flipped me over. I spread my legs for him. He mounted me from behind and fucked me roughly. "You like this bitch? This is nothing like what I have planned for you. I'll we're going to do is fuck and cum, and you're going to fucking love it," he said as he continued fucking me, making me his bitch... or so he thought.

He called me a week later, asking for me to come over a couple of nights later, a Friday night, but I wasn't sure. I said yes, hoping I could get the courage to back out, but I never did. I showed up at Reggie's house, and he smiled at me as he opened the door. That big welcoming smile I was falling for.

'Ready to fully become my little bitch... or would you prefer a big slut?" he asked, thrusting his pelvis at me as he drew me in and kissed me.

"How could you? You're so sweet," I said, as he started to undress me.

"I'm not always sweet. I had hoped you seeing how I can fuck you would have convinced you I'm also here for the sex... and I don't want to lose your pussy... so now I have to convince you we're both here to cum."

As I now stood naked in front of him, he undid his pants, and out came his black beast. That cock which I had loved was going to get one last chance to please me.

I got down on my knees and started to suck on that cock for all I was worth. If this was the last time, I was going to make it worth it. I wanted him to remember it forever.

He removed his shirt as I sucked that glorious ebony monster of his, knowing that soon it would be opening up my pretty little pussy in ways my husband or any man ever had.

I helped him out of his pants as I continued to suck on his cock.

"There's no better way to show you that this is just for fun, I think, than to make it even more fun. And I know how much you love my cock, so I thought maybe a couple more could do the trick. If you love one big black cock, how about three?"

I looked up at him, confused, the tip of his cock just in my mouth?

He helped me up, spinning me around. He pinned my arms behind my back, pushing my tits out.

There I saw two more black men. Both were naked, and both were slowly stroking their cocks... their big, black fucking cocks.

"Oh, fuck..." I moaned.

"Now, do you think this is for love... or pleasure?"

"Oh, fuck me..."

"That is the plan. We're going to fuck you senseless, making you cum over and over again. Or do you think this is about emotions?"

"I think .... I think I'm in love... with all this cock."

"I thought you would be," he said, releasing me. "Why don't you go over and introduce yourself properly."

I confidently walked to the new guys, telling them hello by dropping to my knees and sucking those cocks that they were stroking. They had no problem dropping their hands to let me have access.

While I had never shared this fantasy, I had always wanted to spend some time between two men at once... to be the focus of attention, and as they helped me up, I realized that's exactly what was going to happen. While my time with Reggie had been great, and expanded my horizons in more than one way, there're limitations to what a single man can do.

Reggie and his friends took turns. I lost track of both time and orgasms as they always made sure I was filled with two cocks, one in my mouth and one in my pussy.

"I'm so happy I could help Reggie out," Tyrone said. "He loves to help me with my girlfriend." Out of know where, a phone appeared, and there was a video of him and Reggie tag teaming this hot blonde.

"When was this?"

"Earlier this week," he said before pushing his cock back into my mouth. The video continued to play while I sucked on his cock, and my boyfriend watched as the other friend continued to fuck me.

The two black guys were fucking this hot blonde senseless, and she was orgasming as much as I was.

The phone went away, which I was a little bummed about. It was hot watching my boyfriend... my boy toy... fucking some other chick. I wasn't his only, just like he wasn't my only... this was only for fun.... for fucking. Maybe I could continue with him, I thought as another orgasm ripped through my body.

The guys were alternating with shorter times. I knew they were getting close to cumming. I tasted my pussy on their cocks more and more, and knew I would be tasting their cum soon.

They turned me around and sat me on the sofa, surrounding me, stroking their cocks, till one by one they each came all over my tits.

"Fuck, that was fun. Your bitch rocks," said the guy whose name I never learned.

"Yeah, she is," said Reggie. "A 'Grade A' piece of ass... and pussy."

He moved his cock closer to me, and I sucked on the tip a bit, getting the last bit of cum from him.

"So, you do this with all of your friends?"

"All?" He paused. "No, but some, for sure," he said as the guys laughed a little.

"And you like swapping with him and your girl, and now you and me?" I asked Tyrone.

"Oh, it's more than just a swapping between partners... I get all the guys," said a fresh voice... a female voice. "And you could too if you wanted."

She stood in front of me, completely naked as I was, except for her high heels. She bent over and licked the cum of the cum right off my breasts. They were covered, and she could have as much as she wanted.

I had never had a girl lick my breasts before, let alone sucking the cum off of them. I found it... arousing. With a mouth full of cum, she moved up and kissed me. I moaned into her mouth as I felt her force her tongue inside of my mouth. We kissed, swapping the guys' cum back and forth until we both swallowed all that we could.

The kiss surprised me, as she climbed on to my lap, and shared the cum from the guys with me. I truly felt like a dirty little slut, and it made my pussy gush.

I moaned as she kissed me, then licked my tits to kiss me some more.

"I see you like cum as much as I do... I'm so happy, and I have some for you."

"Where?" I asked, not seeing it on her.

She climbed off my lap and spread her legs nice and wide as she laid down on the sofa. She put a hand between her legs and spread her pussy lips. "Right here," she said, smiling at me.

I looked around and found two new naked guys. They must have been fucking her and filling her pussy with their cum.

"Come on baby, I know how much you love it when you've been fucking... and I bet we'd all be willing to fuck you while you eat her pussy out."

I couldn't deny that, and as I saw those black cocks surrounding me, I decided I should enjoy.

I got on all fours on the sofa and ate out my first pussy. Sure, I had tasted pussy before... my own... as I sucked on a cock that I had just fucked... but to taste someone else's...

She started to moan as I ate her pussy. I guess I was doing a good job, but I lost focus quickly as someone slid their cock inside me from behind. I didn't know who was fucking me, nor did I care. It felt so fucking good. I would take it. I would take all of it.

I tried to focus on that pussy, but it wasn't so easy, as a cock would pop out of my pussy, only to be replaced by another.

I looked up and saw the mystery girl sucking on a cock as I tried to eat her pussy while being fucked. I managed to keep finger fucking her, which she also liked.

"Remember, fill these bitches up," I heard Regie say, and soon my pussy was getting filled with cum as well.

"Aren't these guys great?" the blonde asked me, and all I could do was let out one last little moan before I really came again. "They can keep fucking all night long if need be... and I often need them to..."

"I think she needs to experience a little more," the blonde said to the guys as she moved away from my lips.

Everyone agreed, but I didn't know what that meant... but I soon would.

Reggie picked me up and put me on his lap. He kissed me as I mounted him, moaning as I felt him slip deeper and deeper inside. From what I could tell, he had the second largest cock here, and he knew how to use it.

I went to rock back and forth, but he stopped me. "Ready to find out just how much it's only fucking it is?"

I wasn't sure what he meant. I looked at him, and he pulled me in tight and kissed him.

"Tell me, did you love having two cocks inside of you?"

"Yes," I hissed, trying to move.

"And do you want that again?"

"Yesss..."

"And I know how much you love it when I fuck your tight little ass..."

I felt someone behind me. Reggie spread my ass cheeks, and I realized what was going to happen.

Luckily, they had lubed up, but...

"Fuck..." I moaned as they pushed inside of me. "Is that... fuuuuckkkkk."

"That's it, take that enormous cock. We're going to split you wide open."

The second cock kept filling me. I knew it was Tyrone. It had to be... the guy with the largest cock was going to fuck my ass, while I was riding my lover's cock.

Slowly he slipped in, and the two of them worked a rhythm, fucking me in and out. I had never felt so fucking full in my life... I felt like a dirty slut, and I wanted to scream out in pain... and pleasure.

As I opened my mouth, I found another cock pushing inside of it.

"That's it bitch," I heard the girl say. "Get all fille up... make her air tight boys."

I went from taking two cocks for the first time just a few minutes before, to being filled with three cocks in all the places I love to have them. I felt so dirty... so turned on.

I let go of the one in my mouth. "Oh, shit... Oh fucking shit," I cried out as I came like a beast.

As i came, the guys kept fucking me. Having cum so recently, and twice already, they could keep pumping in and out of me till I could take no more. They fucked me till I was a rag doll.

Periodically, as I fucked the two biggest cocks I'd ever seen in my life, a third ebony cock would push into my mouth. They had always been fucking the other girl, and got a kick out of watching me suck their dirty cocks till they drained their balls down my throat. Luckily, I loved their cum.

Reggie and Tyrone finally emptied their balls inside of my pussy and ass. They helped me up, but I collapsed back down onto the sofa. They could have all fucked me and I couldn't have stopped them if I wanted to... not that I wouldn't have wanted it. But they had nearly fucked me unconscious, and I was so thankful.

"So..." I said, as everyone left and it was just me and Reggie, "I'm just some slut for you to fuck and then return to my husband."

"Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yeah, I guess," I admitted. "It was fun."

"So, we can still see each other... just for sex."

"Sure... but bring the girl... she was fun, and I want to try some shit with her."

"I'll see what I can do. Do you have to go?"

"Yeah, my husband expects me home," I admitted. "I bet he can't wait till he hears about tonight."

"Yeah... It was pretty awesome."

I paused as I started to pull up my pants. "Have you ever done something like that before?"

"Well... I've been in some threesomes... but never like that," he admitted.

"Do you want to again?"

"If it's what you want, my little bitch," he said before kissing my forehead.

The truth was, I think he was falling for me... like I was for him. But we couldn't stop fucking either... such is the danger of a hotwife. Maybe he'll just have to keep bringing his friends for me to fuck... if that's what it takes... I'll take it.

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