I wrote this for my wife when we started her in the Hotwife Lifestyle. Enjoy!
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Act 1: The Evening
Chapter One: Excitement…
She was tense and excited. Special preparations had been made, and all was set. Tonight was the night. She and her husband both agreed that she would begin a new chapter in their sex life together for better or worse. Her body trembled with sexual tension, heightening the anticipation for the evening’s outcome. The electric tingles of excitement ran up and down her body, sparkling out in waves of pleasure from her sensitive nipples and fertile womb. She hadn’t even begun the evening yet and she was already dripping wet and ready to cum at the slightest touch. They both knew what was going to happen. They were going out together to get her laid for the first time by another man.
He had been preparing her for months. It started when he gave her his explicit permission to fuck anybody she wanted, anytime she wanted, wherever and however she wanted. Their role-play fantasies since then revolved around well hung studs who filled her in ways he dreamed of. He named every dildo in her toy collection after her favorite hot actors. He had been whispering in her ear how hot it would be for her to stay out late then come home well used, totally filled, and completely satisfied. Although they had agreed not to have more children, he had even admitted to her how hot he found the idea that she might very well be accidentally knocked up during her lovemaking. And now they wanted to see just how hot his taboo fantasy could really turn out to be.
Tonight he went out of his way to get her all hot and bothered. He had been teasing her since the morning when they woke up together. All day he had been groping, caressing, nibbling and playing with her most sensitive parts. Her breasts and nipples, neck and lips, genitals, ass and thighs had all been continuous victims of his mischievous attention. Even sneaking off to play with herself and orgasm when she thought he wasn’t watching had no effect on her unfulfilled torment. She was now so on edge that she couldn’t think straight. The only coherent thought left in her body was her desperate need to find herself a man to fill her and release her from the torment her husband had trapped her in.
Her husband was completely thorough in his attention to her before her date. He ran her a bath with her most luxurious scented salts. He massaged her feet, legs, back and ass to ensure her the flexibility and stamina she would require tonight. He helped her get dressed, lovingly zipping up her sexy little dress, and helped slip on those stunning heels she saved just for today. She marveled at the sassy outfit he planned for her; that slutty new little black dress with the enormous see through lacy panels and the ridiculously thin strips of fabric that barely concealed her breasts, ass and even groin from public view. The one with the dangerously large side cutouts all the way down that made it beyond obvious that she was wearing absolutely no underwear, just so anybody could have easy access to her. She shuddered with intense anticipation as he zipped her up, knowing that several men were going to be treated to a free show because the slightest wrong move would bare her breasts, behind, and even her uncovered vagina for all to see. They both liked the idea, and they both knew it. To make sure everybody else knew it, he buckled a small gold chain around her right ankle, right above her come-fuck-me heels. There was absolutely no hiding it now; She was a trophy on display and obviously available for any and all to win. Soon she truly would finish her transformation into a Hotwife.
Again he cruelly molested her body, groping between her legs, roughly handling her beautiful tender breasts and behind, shoving his tongue deeply into her desperate mouth, to ensure her continued libidinous frenzy. She responded perfectly, moaning with frustration, her tingling body yearning to be filled with cock and pumped full of sperm. She watched hungrily as he put the condoms in her tiny purse. The condoms were the largest size, because he knew only the biggest cock would satisfy the extreme torment he put her in. He looked into her sultry eyes and smiled as he slid the condoms into her purse. His eyes spoke silently as they both savored the knowledge of her coming pleasure. The condoms were a critical part of the night's plan. It just so happened she was at her most fertile time of month. They had planned it that way deliberately, to exploit her body’s naturally highest level of sexual arousal. If she wasn't careful, his impregnation fantasy of her bringing home a love-baby could easily become an accidental reality she didn't want.
He poured her another cocktail, which she again finished at an alarming pace. Knowing how horny she got when tipsy, he had been deliberately pushing alcohol onto her all evening. As she finished yet another drink she felt that familiar warmth spread though her body. The buzz set in. She was tipsy enough to be completely uninhibited and slutty, but not so much that she couldn’t get into bars and clubs.
Chapter Two: Flirtation…
Finally he walked her to their SUV and drove her downtown. He picked a trendy club frequented by just the type of guys he knew she would be craving for. He let her off outside and slowly went to find parking. As she made her sexy way to the bar to sit down, she heard the hum of the room’s conversations change. She felt dozens of men stare at her nearly exposed body as she sauntered slowly up to an open seat. She felt herself flush bright red as she felt all those dirty eyes undressing her with hard probing stares. She sat down, and the stud of a man to her right immediately introduced himself and offered to buy her a drink. The stud's looks took her breath away. He was gorgeous; at least six feet two inches tall, tanned, well muscled, wavy dirty blond hair, and a ruggedly handsome, yet smooth face. His fine shirt was unbuttoned to the nipple line, seducing her gaze with a powerfully built smooth, tan chest. As she leaned over while settling into her seat her roving eyes caught sight of his well formed ass sitting on his seat, making her heart flutter. His looks were part surf bum, part aristocrat, and completely intoxicating. She finally looked into his eyes and felt herself turn dizzy. A flush hit her again and she felt a twitch as her vagina spasmed in anticipation. She accepted the stud’s offered drink and engaged in small conversation. As they flirted, she eventually saw her husband walk past to get his own drink.
As their flirting began to grow serious, she finished the next drink and felt the alcohol hit. She caught her husband staring from across the club and smiled at him. Now was the time, she decided. As she sat letting her new man talk and ogle her, she upped the game. She slowly placed a hand on the stud’s thigh and began to nibble her lip as he watched. She leaned ever more forward, knowing her dress would spill away from her breasts to reveal all to her stud. She then ran another hand along her ear, delicately brushing hair back, before gently tracing her fingers down her neck to caress teasingly between her breasts. As her husband watched, the stud’s hands immediately began exploring her body. The exhilaration of his hands sliding over and under her dress dazed her. He took advantage of her obvious readiness and pulled her out to the dance floor, and continued to explore her body with his hands. As she danced, he proceeded to grope and fondle every available part of her body. His hands started on her shoulders and hips, then hungrily grabbed her ass. As they swayed together he then deliberately caressed up to confidently cup her firm breasts. She flushed yet again as she felt her rock hard nipples dig into his palms through her wispy dress. Her hard nipples tingled electrically with powerful sexual tension from his touch. As her husband watched from across the club, the stud's hands dove in alongside the scandalously low cut plunging front of her dress and pushed the flimsy material aside. Her beautifully rounded breasts spilled out for all to see as her stud callously continued his roving explorations. She flushed to an even deeper shade of red, but made no attempt to re-cover herself. As he slowly pulled her ever closer his manly scent overwhelmed her. She leaned closer, and looked up to see into his eyes. Instead her startled lips brushed inadvertently against his and the touch shocked her frazzled nerves with pleasure. She opened her lips in a gasp of pleasurable surprise. He seized the moment and pressed into the kiss. Her lips immediately and willingly parted wider to accept his eager tongue. Closing her eyes in a fit of passion, she melted into the makeout session. All her concerns slowly disappeared as her awareness faded to focus on the tongue steadily exploring her mouth.
After what seemed an eternity, she came up for air and glanced in In her husband's direction, smiling as her nude breasts heaved with each deep breath. She saw his smile partially hidden behind his drink, and his painfully obvious erection bulging between his thighs. She quickly had her smile replaced with another gasp as the stud’s hand ran along her inner thighs and grabbed confidently between her legs. The firm grasp between her legs returned her attention to him. She felt her moistening vagina tremble with pleasure at his touch. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth to another long deep kiss. Time on the dance floor slowly crawled by as they lustily groped and kissed. As their tongues sparred playfully, she felt his hand slide out and around through the high cutout of her dress. An electric jolt radiated from between her legs as the stud casually pushed aside the front of her skirt and reset his grip between her legs, this time directly on her wet bare skin directly on the entrance of her excited vagina. She trembled at the feeling his fingers sent up through her as they grabbed her sensitive bare vulva and clitoris. His other hand then pushed aside what little of the dress covered her rear. That hand casually slid across to the opposite ass cheek, taking the dress with it. She could feel the rest of the club's eyes on them as he casually placed even more of her body on display for all to see. With her breasts and ass casually exposed, and fingers toying at the entrance her vagina, she felt incredibly slutty and realized she was out of control. She desperately yearned to feel him inside her. She pressed her body fully into the stud’s embrace and felt an amazing sensation. An enormous, steel hard cock pressed a bulging tip firmly against her belly. The feel of it sent shivers of desire through her body and she grew week at the knees. As she swooned, his hands quickly grasped firmly around her ass locking her in place against his taut body, and cock. One of those hands on her bare ass cheeks was decidedly wet from groping her sopping vagina. The stud felt her burning lust and eventually pulled back from yet another endless deep kiss long enough to nibble her neck and ear, and whisper tantalizingly,
“My place is just a few minutes away. I’ll get the Uber.” She moaned with furious pent up desire and nodded eagerly, licking her lips. Her stud quickly set the ride up with his phone and wrapped her into another long hard kiss. He eventually pulled back and took her hand, pulling her from the dance floor. As they strolled to the door she fought halfheartedly to rearrange her dress to cover her breasts. She enjoyed her newfound feeling of a sexual object on display, but distantly knew she should attempt to regain some modesty. As her stud lead her to the door, he wrapped a long, muscly arm around her and groped his firm hand under her armpit, around her aching bare breast. She leaned eagerly against him, abandoning her attempts to cover herself against the lurid stares she received. The overwhelming sensation of her own powerful urges caused her to forget to even tease her husband as she strolled slutty and bare breasted past the staring crowds toward the door.
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