Chapter 1
The morning sun filters through the curtains, waking me from a deep sleep. I stretch out my arms and legs, my bare skin sliding against the cotton sheets. My pussy, or Ms. Kitty, as I like to call her, purrs between my thighs, already slick and ready for someone’s cock.
Lucas’s side of the bed is empty and cold, the scent of his cologne lingering on his pillow.
He’s probably in his office, working on one of our “projects.” I smile, wondering what lucky bull he’s organizing to fuck me today.
This is what Lucas and I do. I’m his hotwife and he finds guys over an app for me to fuck.
We’d previously planned that today he’d choose a guy for me to fuck, and I’m ready for action.
My pussy buzzes at the thought of the unknown cock I’m getting, and I slide my hand down to rub my clit. Shit, I’m horny. I need to get fucked, and soon.
I roll out of bed and pad to our home office, naked, hoping to find Lucas for an early morning quickie. No such luck. The house is empty, silent. Bleh.
Since there’s no cock to be had, I need a shower and caffeine.
Maybe when Lucas gets back, I can seduce him—or at the very least demand he service me.
I’m not opposed to taking charge occasionally.
I take a quick shower and slip on a robe.
After I make a cup of coffee, I take it to my home office to work on my latest reverse harem vampire novel.
I might as well write a little while I wait.
Lucas and I live a very nice lifestyle between my income as a writer and what he makes as an actuary.
I’m successful enough to hire my best friend, Miri, as my personal assistant.
She has the day off, so there’s no message from her waiting for me—boo.
I was hoping for an excuse to slack off and chat.
I’m ahead of schedule on this book, so I’m not too dedicated to writing this morning.
My mind keeps wandering to the man Lucas might pick out for me.
Lucas has a type he usually goes for. My kinky husband finally admitted to me several months ago that he enjoys imagining a huge cock splitting me open.
I figured that, but it was cute when he got all flustered and told me about his kink.
I’m fit, five-foot nothing, with big breasts and long blonde hair.
His fantasy of tiny-me with some monstrous cock is great.
Am I going to stop him from finding guys with big cocks to fuck me? Nah...
I abandon trying to write and slip my hand between my legs, rubbing slow circles on my clit as I daydream about a guy with a gigantic cock sliding it inside me.
I’m dripping wet from my fantasy. Yeah, I’m way too distracted to write.
I hope I don’t have to wait too long before Lucas finds someone for me to fuck.
When I hear the garage door open, I pull my hand from between my legs. I can at least pretend I was being productive. Lucas comes into the office with a grin on his face.
“I’ve got a present for you, baby,” he says, eyes glittering with lust. “Go get dressed in something sexy and meet me in the spare room in ten minutes.”
My heart leaps. Whenever Lucas invites someone over to fuck me, it happens in the spare room. This means he found someone. Oh, hell yeah. Miss Kitty is going to get what she needs. Finally.
“Yes, my love,” I stand and kiss Lucas hard before practically skipping to the bedroom. The day is looking up already.
He didn’t specify what I should wear beyond it being sexy, so I pick out a red lace babydoll lingerie set.
It’s low cut and molds to my breasts like it was custom made for me.
It has matching panties that are like dental floss.
I consider not wearing them, but put them on anyway.
The guy can unwrap his present. I attack my hair with a brush, giving it a tousled look that says I’m ready to be fucked.
Getting ready takes longer than 10 minutes, and when I get to the spare room, Lucas is waiting, leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. He’s watching the bed with a smug little smile. I follow his gaze and swallow a gasp.
There’s a gorgeous half-naked blonde man on the bed.
He takes an enormous cock out of his shorts and starts stroking his shaft as soon as he sees me.
My mouth waters at the sight. It’s been a long time since I’ve walked in to a guy being practically naked and ready for me quite like this. Ms. Kitty buzzes with happiness.
“Jessica, meet Trey,” Lucas says. “I told him all about you and your appetite for cock. He’s very eager to help satisfy you.”
Lucas raises and lowers his eyebrows in an adorably stupid way when he says the word ‘satisfy.’ A rush of love for him almost takes my breath away. He chose a guy to fuck me, and now he’s so on board with the plan, he’s joking with me about it in front of the guy. I found myself a rare husband.
Trey continues to rub himself and silently observes the banter. When I turn to him, I put an extra swing into my hips as I saunter over to the bed.
I keep a seductive lilt to my voice. “Is that so?”
Climbing onto the bed, I brush a hand over Trey’s muscular chest. His warm skin ripples from my light touch. “Did Lucas tell you I like it hard and fast?”
Trey grins, revealing a dimple in one cheek. “He might have mentioned that.” His hand closes over my wrist, forcing me to stop my movements. “I think we’ll get along just fine.”
My pussy tingles in anticipation. This is exactly what I’ve been needing. Lucas moves to the door, drawing my attention. He winks at me. “Have fun, you two.”
I blow him a kiss as he closes the bedroom door.
Two heartbeats later, Trey yanks me down on top of him and crushes his mouth to mine.
He kisses me hard and deep while his hands roam all over, squeezing my tits, slapping my ass, and sliding under my lingerie to plunge two thick fingers into my pussy.
I moan against his mouth from the pleasure and grind down onto his hand. It looks like Ms. Kitty is going to get fucked well today. I’m desperate to get his cock filling me, stretching me, and pounding me into oblivion.
Trey breaks off the kiss, panting. “I want your mouth on my cock. Now.”
Mmm, I like a man who can take control. I move and willingly position myself between his muscular thighs. His thick cock is right in my face and moves slightly, like it’s waving at me. I kiss the tip and he groans.
“Suck my cock, slut,” he orders, and wraps my hair in his hand.
Fucking men other than my husband and loving it as much as I do makes me feel like a complete whore—in the best way. When a guy calls me a slut, it gives me a naughty zing. Couple that with Trey’s rough treatment, and I’m ready to do whatever he wants.
Hurrying to obey, I lap at the bulbous head, tasting his pre-cum and smelling the faint tang of his masculine musk. Trey presses my head down, forcing his cock in deep. I relax my throat, taking him all the way in.
“Fuck, you really are a wonderful cock-sucking whore, aren’t you?” He uses my hair like a handle, thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. I almost gag, but he eases up. My pussy grows wetter at the rough treatment as he uses me.
“Too bad your husband isn’t here watching how well you’re taking my thick cock.”
He slips out of my mouth long enough for me to gasp out, “Oh god,” before shoving himself back in. I would have loved for Lucas to watch me being a complete slut, but he likes to listen and imagine it. If that keeps him happy and lets me fuck other guys, I will not complain.
Trey’s cock pulsates and his balls tighten like he’s about to blow his load, but he pulls my head off his cock right before he does. Oooh, maybe now I’ll get a rough pounding.
He gets off the bed and demands, “On your hands and knees, slut.”
Shit, I love that Lucas found a dominant man for me today. I scramble to obey, getting into position. My lingerie is up over my hips, and my panties can’t hide my wet pussy. I’m almost completely exposed, and love it.
“What a view.” Trey smacks my ass hard enough to sting, and I moan loudly. He spanks me again, and again, until I’m whimpering and pushing back for more. Wetness leaks down my inner thigh and I’m ready for him to fuck me.
“You want this cock, don’t you?” Trey tugs my panties down to my knees and rubs the head of his cock between my folds. “Beg for it.”
I hate it and love it when guys make me beg. It’s difficult to think with a head foggy from lust, but I try my best.
“Please!” The word comes out as a whine. “Please, fuck me! I need your cock so bad!”
Trey slides in with one hard thrust. I cry out at the sudden fullness as my pussy stretches around his girth. It’s perfect.
He sets a brutal pace, slamming into me over and over.
Holy fuck! Sharp pings of delight ripple through my body as the bed shakes under the force of his thrusts.
I’m lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, and all my awareness narrows down to his cock pounding into me.
I’m so turned on, I know I’m going to come quickly.
Trey grunts, “You love this, don’t you? Being fucked like a whore while your husband listens?”
“Yes!” The word is almost a sob. “I love it. I love being a slut!”
Pleasure ripples through me, and my toes curl as I race towards my orgasm.
“Then let’s give your husband something to listen to. Come for me. Now.”
He gives a sharp thrust, and his command pushes me over the edge. My orgasm crashes over me, waves of ecstasy radiating out to my fingers and toes. I scream, “Oh, fuck!” as I convulse around Trey’s cock. He follows soon after, burying himself to the hilt and emptying into me with a groan.
When he’s done filling me with his cum, we collapse onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, panting for breath. My brain blips out and I’m not sure how long I lay there before Trey stirs. He touches my back and I peel my eyes open and look at him.
He’s sitting up and smiling down at me. “Thank you, Jessica.”
I give him my best lopsided grin. “You’re welcome.”
I don’t have the energy to move yet, so I stay there while Lucas opens the bedroom door. The guys chat while I drift in my post-orgasmic haze. Lucas escorts Trey to the front door and returns to me.
I roll over as he enters the room. His eyes are full of desire as he stalks towards the bed. I can see the bulge in his jeans, and my pussy perks up, ready for more action.
“Did you enjoy listening to the show, baby?” I ask coyly.
Lucas growls as he climbs onto the bed on top of me. He grabs me, kissing me fiercely. I moan into his mouth as his hands roam over my body. He’s rougher than normal, squeezing my tits through the lace of my lingerie, like he’s reclaiming what’s his.
“You’re mine,” he groans against my lips, pinning my wrists above my head. “My enchanting little vixen.”
I whimper, “Yes…yours. Only yours.”
Lucas releases my wrists and kneels to unzip his jeans, freeing his throbbing cock. I press my body up against his, aching to have it inside me. Lucas rubs the head of his cock against my dripping entrance.
“Please!” I mewl out shamelessly. “I need you so bad!”
“Tell me what you need. Beg for it like you did with Trey.”
I’m beyond caring about what I say. “I need your cock! Please fuck me! Pound my slutty cunt and fill me with your cum!”
Lucas moans and slams into me, making me whimper. He fucks me hard and fast, almost like a crazed man, and I’m not sure he cares whether or not I come. I’m incoherent with pleasure, babbling and moaning like the cock-hungry slut I am.
When Lucas explodes inside me with a roar, it triggers another earth-shattering orgasm for me. I cry out as I ride the waves of bliss.
He continues to fuck me through my orgasm, and when he can tell I’m coming down from my peak, he withdraws and collapses on the bed next to me. I groan and roll onto my side, facing him. I’m a sweaty mess.
Lucas kisses me tenderly. “I love you, baby”
“I love you too,” I murmur, snuggling into his embrace.
I lie in Lucas’s arms, basking in the afterglow of incredible sex. My body feels loose and liquid, every muscle relaxed. Miss Kitty is sore in the best way, still tingling from her pounding.
Lucas strokes my hair, his touch gentle and loving. “How was it, baby? Did you enjoy yourself?”
I smile, tilting my head up to kiss him again. “You know I did. It was amazing, like always.”
“Good.” Lucas’s eyes gleam with satisfaction. “I’m glad Trey could give you what you needed.”
I caress Lucas’s cheek, gazing into his eyes. “He was great, but you’re the best. No one fucks me like you do.”
Lucas chuckles, tugging me closer. “Flattery will get you everywhere.”
We both know what I said isn’t true. I’ve slept with enough guys that have taken me to places Lucas never has, but it’s always just fucking. Nothing comes close to how complete I feel with Lucas afterwards.
He rubs my back slowly and I think he’s about ready to fall asleep, so I’m not expecting it when he speaks.
“I have a surprise for you.”
Giving his neck little kisses, I murmur, “Oh?”
“I’ve arranged a trip for us next weekend. It’s a sex party.”
What’s this? I lean back so I can look him in the eyes. “What type of sex party?”
He grins and kisses my nose. “One where my gorgeous wife is going to get fucked by multiple men while I wait for her to be done so I can then enjoy her luscious body.”
A tingle of pleasure rushes through me, and Ms. Kitty throbs. Yeah, we’re interested in a sex party.
I try to sound like I’m not excited. “Hmm, I don’t know. Sounds boring.”
“You’re going to love it.” He growls and attacks my neck with kisses while I squeal from delight.
I laugh, “Okay, okay, maybe I’ll have fun.”
He murmurs, “I already cleared your schedule with Miri. You’re free to fuck all the guys you want,” while nibbling and biting my throat.
His mouth tickles me, causing a fit of giggles. “Yes, yes, I’ll fuck them all!”
He pulls me on top of him, and I melt against him as he turns serious. “This party is special. I want you to enjoy yourself.”
“Hey, as long as one of the guys has an enormous cock. I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.” I give him a deep kiss and lay my head against his chest. We’ve never gone to a sex party before and the sound of it intrigues me. I’ll try to weasel more information out of him later.