Chapter 5
Joey climbs on the bed next to me and kisses me gently. “You’re such a beautiful mess.”
I peek at him and search his eyes to make sure he really means it.
The love shining from him warms me. He cuddles close, but I can’t fully relax because I expect him to pounce on me any moment.
The last two times I fucked someone else, he was all over me as soon as we were alone.
He rubs my arm and tries nothing further.
Huh, maybe he came while watching me get double stuffed.
Wetness drips out of me, and since he’s not seeming like he wants to fuck me, I tease him. “I am a mess. I need a shower.”
“You do. I’ll go start the water for you.”
He kisses my nose and climbs off the bed. When I hear the shower running, I get up and dig out a cotton nightgown from the dresser. I finger the new purple lace lingerie set before closing the drawer. I’ll wear that for him tomorrow.
“Your shower awaits, my lady.”
Joey’s standing in the bathroom’s doorway, and I stand on my tiptoes to brush my lips against his as I pass.
“Why thank you, my kind sir.”
I leave the bathroom door open. When I step into the shower, the water is the perfect temperature. My wonderful husband knows exactly what I like.
I stand under the spray for a bit, doing nothing but letting the water cascade over me. My pussy and ass aren’t sore yet, but I can tell they will be by morning. A person can’t get pounded in both holes by two huge cocks and not expect a little tenderness.
Squeezing body wash out of its travel container, I lather up a washcloth and run it over my body, washing off the cum on my inner thighs and butt. Movement outside of the frosted glass shower door tells me Joey is in the bathroom.
He’s naked, and he leans against the counter while he watches me. A simmer of desire coils in my stomach. I really need him to fuck me to show me what happened tonight doesn’t change anything between us.
“Want to join me?” I use my cutest sing-song tone in the hopes to entice him.
His voice is lust-thickened when he says, “No, I’m just enjoying the show.”
Heh, he definitely enjoys watching me. When I’m rinsing off, I spend extra time with my hand between my legs, pretending I’m doing a very thorough cleaning. I purposely face him so he can see where my hand is.
After a minute of touching myself, his voice is stern. “I think you’re clean enough.”
I hold in a giggle. “I think you’re right.”
Turning off the shower, I step out, and he immediately wraps a towel around me and dries me off.
All I have to do is stand there as he bends down and starts at my feet and works his way up.
I widen my legs as he gets closer to my pussy so he’s able to rub the cotton against me.
I give a soft moan as he spends extra time between my legs, and when the towel drops away, he uses his fingers to rub along my folds instead.
I run my fingers through his hair, and he leans in to kiss along the soft curls of my landing strip. Maybe I was wrong about him not wanting more tonight, or it’s possible I got him worked up while he was watching me shower. My pussy is loving the attention, so it doesn’t matter why.
He uses his hands to pull open my pussy lips, and he presses his face against me so he can massage my clit with his tongue.
“Ohhh, god,” I moan and tilt my hips towards his face to give him better access.
The room spins a little, and my knees go weak as he licks and sucks the sensitive bundle of nerves. I’m not in any danger of falling, but I’m feeling unsteady as pleasure runs up and down the length of my body.
He slips a finger inside me, and I buck against him and cry out from the pleasure.
While I’m not one to normally stop my husband from giving me a thrilling tongue bath, I really need him to fill me up with his cum.
Ending the night with a pussy full of his seed is my favorite part of being a hotwife.
No matter how slutty I am, I want Joey to be the last guy to come inside me.
I tug on his hair, forcing him to look up at me. “Love, I need you to fuck me. Please?”
He stands and holds my hand as we move to the bed. Before we lie down, he pulls me against him for a deep kiss. His hard cock pokes against my stomach, so I reach between us and stroke him while our tongues swirl together.
I’m so in love with him. My heart feels like it’s ready to burst. I’m having a wonderful time being a hotwife, and it’s so fucking hot to see how turned on he gets watching me with other men, but I’d give it all up if he asked me to.
All the enormous cocks in the world can’t compare to this moment with him right here, right now.
His cock is the only one that really matters to me.
He gives a sharp intake of breath when I slide my hand lower and run my fingers over his balls before moving back to the tip. He’s already leaking pre-cum, and I swirl my fingers around the head of his cock.
He groans. “No more teasing. I need you.”
I let go of his cock and give him a sassy, “As you wish, sir,” before climbing onto the bed. I’m too tired to be on top again, so I lie down in the middle on my back. He joins me, and I open my legs to welcome him.
He settles between my thighs and rubs the head of his cock along my slit. Fuuuck, now he’s the one teasing me. He takes his time and gets the tip of his cock nice and wet before pushing into me.
As he stretches me for the last time tonight, the pings of delight are stronger than what I felt earlier. This is how I know he’s the one for me. It’s just sex with the other men, but no matter how slutty I get with Joey, we’re always making love.
“God, I love you,” he groans as he begins to thrust.
I hold on to his shoulders and wrap my legs around him. He’s being gentle, and I appreciate the care he’s taking with me.
I feel so incredibly full and happy. “I love you too.”
Keeping my eyes glued to his, I watch desire flicker over his face. His pleasure brings me closer to the edge, but I don’t want to come yet. I’m waiting to come when he fills me.
“Please, faster,” I beg.
“Yes, baby,” he growls and picks up the pace.
He quickens his thrusts while still not fucking me hard.
I’m so close to coming, and I can’t wait any longer.
I unwrap my legs from his waist and spread them wide as I put my feet down, pushing my hips up to meet him and force him deeper.
He hits the perfect spot, and my eyes glaze as waves of pleasure crash over me.
“Ohhh, god!” I cry out as my climax builds and I splinter into a thousand pieces. I’m free-falling through space when he growls and unloads his warm cum deep inside me. He thrusts in a few more times, making sure I get every drop.
We’re both flushed and panting when he climbs off me. Holy fuck, that was a perfect ending to the night. I float in a daze for a few moments, and when I come back to my senses, Joey is in his own little world as he lies on his back, staring at the ceiling.
Oh yeah, I think I fucked my dear husband senseless.
Curling against him, I wrap a leg around him and snuggle into the crook of his arm. I trace figure-eights on his chest, and I can tell the moment he can think again because he brings his hand up to rub my back.
I keep my tone light and flirty. “So, did you enjoy watching me get stuffed by two guys?”
He gives a strangled laugh. “Yeah, that was good.”
Thinking about how wonderful having all my holes used reminds me of my thought in the middle of it all.
“You know, you could have used my mouth while the guys were inside me.”
His hand stills for a moment. “You seemed a little busy.”
Giving his shoulder a little kiss, I purr at him. “I would have gladly sucked your cock.”
He rubs my back again but is quiet for a moment, as if he’s thinking. “Guess I’ll know that for next time.”
A zing runs through me. Next time? Nah, he’s just fucking with me.
I tease him back. “Yep, guess you’ll have to do it next time.”
He pulls me close and kisses the top of my head. I’m exhausted, but my brain churns at the thought of him in my mouth while two other guys fuck me. It’s really too bad there isn’t another work event planned. I smile softly at myself and force myself to relax.
Okay, yeah, I’m totally a slut. I guess I’ll just have to think of another excuse to get double stuffed in the future.
The End