Hotwife Chapter 3A The Continuation Of My Hotwife s Weekend
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At the time this happened, Shelley and I had been married for about four years, and had since had a daughter, which had basically put our exciting sexual exploits on hold for a while. In fact, it had been over three years since we did anything involving other people – something that we’d got into quite a bit before having our child. So, in October, 2019, we’d been invited to a charity dinner ball, in light of Shelley’s fundraising work for this particular charity. It was a proper black tie/evening dress affair, the sort of thing we hadn’t been to for years, so to ensure that we had a really good night and didn’t have to worry about how much we had to drink or what time we got home, Shelley’s parents offered to have our daughter stay at theirs for the night, giving us some proper time together, which hardly ever happened nowadays.
We arrived at the ball, myself in black tux and Shelley in a sexy black evening dress that came down to the knee, and showed plenty of cleavage. Needless to say, she looked stunning, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her afterwards, determined to make the most of our night together. Shelley was now thirty-two, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, and a great figure that she’d got back in fine shape after having our daughter.
There were lots of other hot looking women and handsome men there too, so I reckoned there would be a lot of shagging going on later that night. We didn’t actually know anybody else there, and were sat at a table with some other couples, as well as an older lady on her own and a single man called Scott, who was probably late-forties. We chatted to them all throughout the evening, enjoying the great food and plenty of drink. We’d got a taxi there, and were planning to do the same to get back home so neither of us had to worry about how much alcohol we downed.
After the dinner and thank you speeches, the music got going. There was a live band playing, and people were soon crowding the dancefloor. A lot of the people from our table cleared off to dance, leaving the older lady engrossed in conversation with one couple that stayed behind, and Scott, who pulled up a chair next to Shelley and I to chat some more.
He asked us what we did for a living, and how long we’d been married, then told us that he was a divorcee who’d split up with his wife the previous year, and had two teenage daughters who both now lived with their mum. He also told us he was an accountant and confessed to being a ‘boring numbers guy’ which made us laugh, assuring him that he wasn’t boring and was actually really good company. The band started playing one of his favourite songs and he started tapping away to the beat.
“I would go and dance but I’d look like a bit of a loner, wouldn’t I?” he joked.
I wasn’t really into dancing, but Shelley liked to, so she stood up and said, “Come on, I’ll dance with you,” to Scott.
“Well, I don’t want to take you away from your husband,” he said, but I assured him it was fine, and told them to hurry up before the song finished.
I watched them dancing together, nothing sensual or anything, just general happy-go-lucky jigging about, and I could see they were having a good laugh. They carried on dancing for a couple more up-tempo numbers, before it got to a slow one. I wondered if they were going to carry on, interested to see what they would have done, but they obviously decided against it, feeling a little bit awkward, so they both came back to the table.
I actually thought, a few years ago, she probably would’ve tried to collar him at that point, as well as suggesting she find a few more men to have a gangbang or something! But we’d got right out of the habit of doing anything like that, and I wondered if we’d ever find ourselves in that kind of situation again.
“That was good, I haven’t jived like that for years!” Shelley said, to which Scott laughed and admitted that he hadn’t either.
They sat back down, Shelley next to me and Scott the other side of her. Just seeing her in that black dress was enough to get me going, and I was very eager to fuck her brains out that night, so tempted to just take her outside and bang her against a wall like we used to years ago. She was quite tipsy by that point and didn’t seem to mind as I gradually hitched up her dress to massage her thigh, giving Scott a better view of her goods.
He was a very polite and respectable bloke though, who deliberately tried his best not to keep eyeing her up in front of me, although he was obviously finding it hard not to look at her legs and tits as she started to lose her modesty. He offered to get us all another drink, and when he went off to get them, I said to Shelley how hot she looked and I couldn’t wait to get her home. She said we could make a move when it seemed right, although she didn’t want to leave too soon and wanted to make the most of our time out.
“We’ve got all night anyway,” she said with a wink.
The evening rolled on, and Shelley and Scott had another couple of dances together, coming back even more breathless than the first time. By about 11.30 people were starting to clear out, and I suggested we call for a taxi for midnight. Scott said he was going to do the same, but when we realised he lived sort of en-route home for us, we decided to all share a cab and split the difference. By the time we left, Shelley was pretty drunk, and stumbled slightly going out the door.
“I haven’t drunk like that for quite a while,” she giggled, and got into the back of the taxi with me, while Scott sat in the front.
On the way back, Shelley and I started snogging each other, as I pushed up her dress further, almost forgetting we were still in a car with two virtual strangers. It was like we’d gone back in time to when we were first together, feeling all hot and horny as we got it on for the first time.
At one point, Scott looked back to talk to us, but said, “Oh, sorry,” with a grin as he realised what we were up to.
We arrived at his house after about ten minutes, and he asked if we wanted to go in for a nightcap.
“I think I’ve had enough to drink for one night,” I joked, but Shelley was happy to take him up on the invitation, insisting that we could get another cab home a bit later on. To be honest, part of me just wanted to get home and fuck the crap out of her, but as Scott asked us in, I suddenly had an inkling for the first time that things could potentially go further with him – maybe that was his masterplan all along, especially after seeing how fired up we both were. It had been so long since anything like this had happened, and I'd just assumed those days were behind us. But we had the whole night to ourselves, and a bloke who probably fancied the pants off my wife, even though he was being very discreet about it.
At the hope of things heating up when we got inside, I agreed, and thought even if they didn’t, Shelley and I still had the rest of the night to enjoy once we got home. Scott insisted on paying the driver in full, and led us in and through to his kitchen to get us another drink. We’d all had a fair bit already, but gladly took another one ‘for the road’.
We stood around chatting in the kitchen for a while, and Scott and I were glad to get our bowties and jackets off so we could loosen up a bit. I made a point of standing very close to Shelley with my arm round her, to really relax her into the situation, which also spurred on Scott to ask a bit more about us. We explained after nine years together, and having a child, that we didn’t get the chance much to be really close and intimate very often, so that evening was a real treat.
“I could tell from the way you two were all over each other in the taxi,” said Scott, actually making Shelley blush slightly. In spite of some of the dirty things we’d got up to years ago, having a lengthy break from that kind of activity meant that Shelley had almost reverted back to the shy, quiet girl she was when we first met, although I was certain her slutty side could come out again if the opportunity arose.
“Well, don’t let me keep you guys, if you want to head off to rekindle your passion, I won’t stop you,” Scott joked.
“That’s alright, we don’t have to go just yet,” I said, stroking Shelley’s arm. She looked at me with a slightly hazy look in her eye, and I knew deep down she must have been feeling horny as hell, all dressed up in her high heels and sexy evening dress, probably still on a high from dancing with Scott earlier on.
I got myself behind her and turned her slightly away from me so she was a bit more face-on to Scott, downing the rest of her drink and handing her empty glass to him.
“Another?” he asked.
“No I really shouldn’t, I need to stay sober,” she replied.
“For what?” Scott asked.
“For my two-year old, when she gets home tomorrow – a mummy with a hangover wouldn’t look good,” she grinned.
“But you’re such a yummy mummy, babe,” I said, running my hands up and down her arms as I pressed against her from behind, my hard cock rubbing against her arse, making her gasp slightly.
“Seriously you two, do you want me to leave you alone?” Scott smirked.
“No, stay, we don’t mind,” Shelley replied, “you’ve been staring at my tits all night anyway.” He laughed the comment off, as I reached round and groped Shelley’s breasts.
“Well, you’ve got such nice tits darling, can you blame him?” I said, kissing her neck. She closed her eyes, reaching back with one arm and placing it behind my head.
“And you’re a very sexy woman,” said Scott, putting his hands on her waist.
And that was the move that confirmed it: he wanted her, but up till then he’d just been too fucking gentlemanly to admit it! Shelley leant back and kissed me, as Scott moved in and kissed her neck. She turned back to him and said, “You can’t do that, I’m a married woman,” in a dreamy state, as she touched his face and stroked his hair.
“Well, I don’t see your husband complaining, do you?” he said.
“No, he just doesn’t care,” she gasped. Our hands were all over her, kissing her neck and shoulders, making her feel hornier than ever as she gave in to the moment. “Oh god, this feels good,” she said, kissing both of us in turn, “I’m getting all fucking wet now.”
Scott pushed up her dress, running his hand up her leg while he kissed her chest, leaning her back onto me and turning her head back so I could snog her.
“And your hubby really doesn’t mind you doing this?” Scott asked.
“No, he likes sharing me,” Shelley panted as I groped her tits.
“What, are you regular swingers or something?” he asked.
“We used to do this sort of thing quite a bit before we had a family,” I replied, and Scott confessed that we had really made his night. He suddenly pulled her tight against him, forcing the bulge in his trousers into her crotch.
“Are you boys going to fuck me good and proper?” Shelley gasped, grabbing Scott’s face and kissing him, locking tongues briefly before she pulled away. “Can you show me the bedroom?” she asked as she looked him in the eye. I winked at him with approval.
“I’ll gladly show you my bedroom, sweetheart, come on,” he said, taking her by the hand and leading her upstairs, with me following closely behind.
Shelley stood in-between us next to the bed, picking up where we left off downstairs, as we prepared to take things to the next level. She properly snogged Scott while I unzipped her dress, letting it drop to the floor.
“Oh, fuck,” he said, looking her up and down as she stood there in just her underwear and high heels. She had fully intended to give me a treat tonight anyway, with some sexy new black panties and bra - which another man now stood to benefit from too, much to my pleasure. I took off my shirt, very eager to get down to business ASAP, as Scott continued working his hands over her semi-naked body and kissing her passionately, while she tried to unbutton his shirt at the same time.
“You are so fucking hot,” he said, squeezing her tits and burying his face in her cleavage. As sexy as her underwear was, I wanted to get her out of it, so I unclasped her bra, freeing her gorgeous tits for Scott, who gladly took her nipples in his mouth, licking all around them as his hand reached round and pinched her arse. She turned around to face me and we snogged long and hard while Scott started to strip off, quickly getting down to just his boxers. He pressed up to her arse, rubbing his erection against her, then placed his hand around her waist, slipping it down to her crotch and pressing firmly inwards to her groin.
“Oh god,” she panted, as he started to rub his fingers up and down, kissing her neck as I continued to snog her face off. She began to groan, as he slid his hand down her knickers, making contact with her wet pussy. He teased her clit, then sank his fingers inside her.
“Oh my god,” she suddenly gasped, pulling back and looking me right in the eye.
“What’s he doing down there?” I said.
“He’s playing with my pussy,” she panted heavily, “and he’s making me so fucking wet.”
I quickly pulled out my throbbing hard cock and she grabbed it without a hesitation, slowly wanking it up and down, looking at me constantly with pure lust as Scott kept finger fucking her.
“Oh fuck, that’s so good,” she moaned, almost on the brink of orgasm. I pushed her knickers down, dropping down her legs so she was now totally naked apart from those heels. Scott thrust his dick against her, still not quite in contact properly because of his boxers, and rubbed so hard between her legs that she came with a massive groan, before turning back to him and kissing him.
“Oh my god, I’m so fucking horny now, I want you both to just fuck the crap out of me,” she said, pushing down his boxers and grabbing his big hard cock. “I want you to fuck me so hard with this, don’t be gentle, just fuck me as hard as you can!”
We pulled her onto the bed, and as much as Scott was probably desperate to dip his end inside her, the thought of fucking her brains out (and nothing else) had been on my mind for about the past three hours, so I was getting first place. I pushed her legs wide open as she lay back on the bed, and sank my cock deep into her wet pussy, while Scott knelt on the bed next to her head and forced his dick into her face. He didn’t have to do much forcing, as she gladly took him into her mouth, licking along his hard shaft and sucking on his balls.
We carried on like this for a while, and I was so fired up I probably could’ve cum in minutes, but I wanted to drag this out. I knew how much Scott wanted to fuck her, so I pulled out and stood back, offering her fully to Scott. He got between her legs, stroking them up and down as he kissed his way up her body.
“You’ve got such a gorgeous smooth body,” he said, sucking her nipples into his mouth, then moving back down again and sliding his tongue inside her juicy snatch. He ate her out hungrily for a few moments, and she stopped sucking my cock as the sensation made her gasp and moan with overwhelming lust.
“Oh fuck me, please fuck me, you randy bastard,” she groaned. And this time, he didn’t hold back any longer, moving up on top of her and plunging his tool inside her, building up a good steady rhythm in no time. She looked up at me as we double-ended her, and I could tell from the look in her eye that she was in heaven. After a few minutes she turned to Scott and told him to lay on his back, rolling over onto him and sinking her pussy back down onto his cock so she could ride him.
I actually stood back and decided to film some of the action on my phone. I hadn’t got any footage of my horny wife fucking another man for years, and I really wanted to savour this, so I moved around the bed filming the two of them at it for a while, his hands running all over her naked body (apart from the heels that she still had on) as they fucked like there was no tomorrow.
“Is that good, honey?” I asked, still filming.
“Oh yeah, his cock feels so fucking good inside me, fucking my wet cunt like this,” she said. I jerked off as I watched them, my cock aching for some more deep action, so I put down the phone and got behind her, rubbing my tool up and down the crack of her arse.
“Oh yeah, go on, double penetrate me,” she moaned. I spat on her arse and worked some of her pussy juice up to her arsehole to try and lubricate it, then gradually eased myself inside her. She moaned very loud as she felt the full length of my dick sliding up her arse, and continued to moan and groan as we started to double fuck her. She hadn’t had DP sex for years, so she’d probably forgotten how much she liked the dirty feeling of it.
We worked on her hard, ramming her deep from both ends, as we all worked up a sweat. I really couldn’t hold off for much longer, and I was certain that Scott couldn’t either, so I just hammered her as hard as possible, until I let rip, blasting my load right up her anal passage. I let out a huge groan as I offloaded inside her, and she turned her head back to me and kissed me.
“I love it when you spunk up my fucking arse,” she said, before I slowly withdrew, and picked up my phone again to film some more.
Scott suddenly flipped her over onto her back again, wrapping her legs tightly around him as he fucked her, reaching his end very soon. Shelley looked at him as she felt him brewing to the climax, and made her demands.
“Cum on my face,” she said, “cum all over my face.” He looked a little surprised, but quite happy about it.
“Oh yeah, I’ll certainly cum on your gorgeous face,” he said, pulling out and wanking off over her. He leant forward just in time, as he exploded onto her face, spraying his big load all over her. It was the first facial she’d received from another man for at least three years, and I’d managed to catch it on camera, filming continuously as he spurted his hot jizz on her. She giggled once he’d stopped, as his cream ran down her cheeks.
“Oh fuck, that was good,” she said, “and I think I need to use your bathroom.” She went off to clean-up a bit, as Scott and I relaxed.
“Oh, mate, she is great,” he said, “I never expected anything like this to happen tonight!”
He confessed that he hadn’t had sex for months, and had resorted to the internet for relief. I told him that although Shelley was very open, she wouldn’t sleep with just anyone, so he should take that as a compliment.
“Thanks, I will,” he laughed.
Shelley came back and took off her heels, laying on the bed next to Scott while I sat in a chair. We chatted for a while about different things – how long we’d been together, and how long we’d been into partner sharing, and even told him about some of our extreme encounters.
He was a very polite guy, albeit very aroused by her nevertheless, and confessed that Shelley was probably the dirtiest girl he’d ever known. He told us about his marriage breakup, and how it had been a long time coming, and now that he was a free agent again, he was hoping to just enjoy life for everything it would throw at him.
“I never thought it would throw you at me, though,” he said to Shelley.
“Well, here I am,” she giggled.
“You’re gorgeous, and your husband is a very lucky man,” he said.
She leant over him and kissed him, very quickly developing into a passionate tongue-wrestling match, as she started rubbing his cock.
“I’ll soon make you hard again,” she said. I watched their tongues interlocking as his hands ran over her naked body, and sure enough, he was hard once more in no time. Shelley went down on him again, licking up and down his shaft with long, slow strokes, then after a few minutes, manoeuvred herself round to a 69 position, lowering her pussy down to his mouth so they were eating each other.
“Oh yeah that’s it, lick my pussy you bad boy,” she moaned, “taste my juice in your mouth, you make me so fucking wet with your big hard cock in my throat,” then slid his shaft all the way down.
By now, I was wanking off again, watching her eating his dick while he lapped up her pussy juice, licking her snatch and teasing her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. A few moments later, she was cumming again, gasping loudly as her orgasm took over.
“Oh fuck yeah, I want you to stick your big cock in me again and fuck the crap out of me.” He moved up and got behind her as she bent over again, sinking his tool inside her. This time she was facing me as he fucked her, and looked me right in the eye as I jerked off, licking her lips as she watched me.
Then he flipped her over onto her back, plunging himself back inside her as she wrapped her legs around him. He sucked on her hard nipples and kissed round her neck, running his hand up and down her smooth legs.
“You’re gorgeous, aren’t you?” he said, “A gorgeous little slut who fucks other men while your husband watches you.”
She gasped. “Yeah that’s right, I’m a fucking slut who loves cock, and I wish your ex-wife could see what you’re doing to me right now.” Her head was now hanging off the edge of the bed, as she titled it back and looked at me. “Look at him fucking me,” she said, “just look at him fucking your slutty little wife in front of you, he can’t get enough of me.” She tightened her grip on him with her legs, crossing them over his arse as he fucked her, all the while stroking her thighs.
“Your legs feel great,” he said, “these fucking gorgeous smooth legs around me like this, and your gorgeous smooth body underneath me, you make me so fucking hard I want to cum again.”
“Then pump your cum right inside me,” she gasped, “fill my pussy with your spunk, I want to feel your hot spunk inside my fucking wet cunt.” And with that, his body jolted and stiffened as he unloaded his cream deep inside her, filling her hungry pussy up with his hot seed. I moved over to the bed as he did that, and reached her head just in time as I came all over her face, her tongue frantically lapping up every drop as she licked my shaft clean.
“Oh fuck, it’s so good to be doing this again!” she moaned, “I don’t want to take a break like that ever again.”
Well, we fully intended not to, and met up with Scott on another occasion a couple of months later. We’d also started to talk about the possibility of involving some of his friends as well, but then shortly afterwards, the nightmare known as Covid-19 took over the world, putting all our activities on hold yet again.
Hopefully, more stories to tell about Shelley will arrive in the future, but until then, you can always read the others all over again…
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