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My husband G and I were on vacation in Punta Cana (Dominican Republic), and we had agreed that it would be a great place to explore some of our wildest Hotwife Fantasies (threesomes, public sex, etc.). He was in the casino having some fun of his own, and I was poolside in my skimpiest bikini, trying to attract some attention. I was getting a little thirsty, when a group of college kids on spring break invaded the poolside swim-up bar. They were all pretty wild and drinking a lot, having fun and blowing off steam. I decided to get a pina colada, so I stepped into the pool and swam up to the bar. I squeezed between two of the handsome young college boys. They excused themselves and made room for me. I could tell they were admiring my boobs, so I ordered my drinks and then turned around, leaned back against the bar with my elbows resting on the marble surface, and my tits pushed out just a little to far for it to have been a natural pose. “You sailors come here often?” I asked.
“We’re here on spring break. Just got in today.” said the tall blond, who introduced himself as Will. His tall, dark, and handsome friend was Frank, and they proceeded to tell me that they attended a major northeastern college, and 45 of their classmates had flown down together for spring break. I did my best to keep the boys’ attention with my tiny bikini top, and flirted with them for a while as we sipped our drinks. We had a few rounds, and flirted a little harder as we talked about their studies, until the conversation worked its way around to sports. They were both on the school’s rugby team, so I told them that I’d been captain of the cheerleading team in high school, and said that I always wondered if rugby players were as good in bed as football players are.
I think it took them by surprise, but they rolled with it and Frank said, ‘Rugby players don’t wear protection,” and Will quipped, “Rugby...no helmets, no pads...just balls.” I laughed and put my drink on the bar before turning around, dipping my head backwards under the water (while thrusting my boobs up in as sexy a move as I could manage) and came back up with my hair slicked back as I straightened my bikini top on my tits with my fingers and said, “why don’t you boys show me what a couple of handsome rugby players can do without protection?”
Their jaws both dropped as they looked at one another and then back at me in amazement. I came in close to them and put my arms on their shoulders, bringing them in close for a huddle, and said, “look boys, my husband and I are here on vacation and I’ve got an afternoon free. Do you know what a ‘hotwife’ is?” They were both obviously fans of internet porn, because they both nodded their heads. I said, “Well, you’re talking to one, and my hubby suggested I find a couple of young studs like you boys for a threesome while we’re on vacation. Have either of you ever had a threesome before?” Frank shook his head, but Will said he had with his roommate and his girlfriend. “Well, I’m going to swim over to the other side of the pool and grab my things. Why don’t you give me a hand carrying them back to my room and you can have a wild story to tell when you get back to campus?”
“Will your husband be there?” Will asked. I told them G was in the casino, and that he may or may not join us in the room, but assured them that he just likes to watch. “Were you serious about no protection?” Frank whispered. I winked at him and turned to swim away.
By the time I reached my lounge chair, I had two college rugby players in tow, who carried my bag and towel for me as we walked arm-in-arm toward our room. It was just a short walk past the pool, across the beach, and we were walking into the room together. G wasn’t there, and the boys were obviously nervous, although they tried to act super cool. I closed the curtain to block the large front window that overlooked the beach, and offered them a couple of bottles of water. I said, “relax, guys. This is going to be fun for all of us. Take it as slow as you want, or we can get right into things. Why don’t you come sit on the bed with me?”
I sat at the foot of the bed and gestured for them to sit on either side of me. As they did, I placed my hands on their bare thighs and caressed them gently. They were both muscular and toned, with broad shoulders, and they both looked hot in bathing suits. I was getting excited, but I knew how nervous they were, so I waited for one of them to make the next move. Will put an arm around my shoulders, and a hand on my inner thigh. As he caressed me, I returned the motion and rubbed his crotch, finding his semi-erect cock just as his fingers brushed against the fabric of my bikini bottom. Frank put a hand on my breast, kissed my shoulder, then my neck, then my ear, and then moved to kiss my mouth. Will was gently rubbing my pussy as I held his cock in my hand. I reached up Frank’s thigh and found his cock as well. Here I was with two gorgeous college boys kissing and fondling me as I held two cocks in my hands...it looked like I was going to check off the threesome fantasy from our list!
I opened my mouth and kissed Frank, as Will got up from the bed and stood in front of me. He bent down and slipped his fingers into the sides of my bikini bottom and tugged gently as he slipped them out from under me and off my legs. I spread my knees apart, as I leaned back onto the bed. Frank stood up, dropped his bathing suit, and revealed a beautiful, hard, 7″ cock, which he proceeded to bring close to my mouth as he climbed up onto the bed. Will caressed my bare, shaved pussy and rubbed my clit with his fingers.
I spread my legs farther apart, as I gripped Frank’s cock and kissed the tip. It tasted of chlorine, but I knew that wouldn't last long...I’d taste his delicious precum in a few seconds...and I was right. His cock pulsed and a heavy glob of precum emerged from his cock, which I swirled around his head with my tongue. Will inserted a finger and began to explore my pussy just as I began to suck on Frank’s dick. Frank squeezed my tits as I blew him, and Will inserted a second finger, caressing my g-spot as his thumb flicked across my clit. This was a boy who knew how to please a woman!
Will started fucking my pussy and rubbing my g-spot with his fingers, He was clearly trying to get me to squirt, but I hadn’t ever been able to do that. What he was doing felt fucking amazing, but I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to do what he wanted. Besides, I wanted his cock in me by now. I started to roll to one side, and I moved up the bed a little, getting on my knees and taking Frank’s cock into my mouth again. Will reinserted his fingers and fingered me doggy style while I sucked his friend’s cock. Within a few minutes, he had me cumming on his fingers so hard that I could hardly keep Frank’s dick in my mouth. Just as I finished cumming for the first time that afternoon, I felt Frank pull his cock away from my face and move around behind me. Will came up toward my head and pulled off his bathing suit to reveal an 8″ long, thick and veiny cock, with a beautiful pair of low-hanging balls to play with. Just as I was about to take him into my mouth, Frank thrust his cock into me from behind, and my wet pussy stretched to take him balls deep on the first thrust. He pumped in and out of my pussy and I reached for Will’s balls, which I gently squeezed as I took his thick cock into my hungry mouth.
Frank pounded me from behind like I imagined a college rugby player would...total enthusiasm, but little finesse. I tried sucking on Will’s gorgeous cock while being fucked doggy style, but I couldn’t hold myself up properly, so I tapped Frank on the thigh and rolled onto my back. I laid with my head off the left edge of the bed and told Will to fuck my mouth while Frank got between my legs. Frank lifted my legs onto his shoulders and slammed into my pussy once again. Meanwhile, Will stood on the edge of the bed and gently fed me his delicious tubesteak. He teased my mouth with it at first, rubbing precum all over my lips, and when I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out to taste him, he inserted his cock in my mouth slowly. I thought he’d give me just the tip, but it kept coming, and he slowly and carefully pushed it into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged and choked a little, so he backed off, but I reached around and grabbed him by both hips and pulled him closer. His balls were pressed against my eyes and forehead, and his cock filled my throat as I held my breath and fought back the reflex to gag.
Frank slapped my ass as he fucked me, and his balls slapped against my ass as he thrust wildly in and out of my stretched out pussy. Will started slowly fucking my mouth, and I used my mouth to bring him close to cumming. I had every confidence that both of them, being so young, would be able to cum a couple of times at least. I was counting on it! Will started thrusting faster and faster as he grunted with pleasure, and I knew I was about to get a mouthful of cum, so I grabbed my knees and pulled them up to my boobs, raising my pussy high in the air as Frank fucked it. He scooted up closer to continue fucking me, and as Will let go deep in my throat, I squeezed my PC muscles as hard as I could, clamping down on Frank’s cock and making him cum almost at the same time. His cock let go a jet of hot cum inside me, and he pulled out in time to shoot 6-7 long ropes of cum on my pussy and stomach. I sucked the tip of Will’s cock and drew out the last drop or two of cum as I licked my lips, opened my mouth to show him his handiwork, and swallowed it for him in an exaggerated motion for the benefit of both of the young men.
I sat up on the bed and grabbed them both by their love muscles, and said “you know what I’ve always wanted? I love it when my husband fucks me while I have a plug in my butt, but I keep telling him I want to be DP’ed by two guys. I really want to feel two REAL cocks fucking my holes. Which one of you wants my ass?”
With that, I felt both of the cocks begin to come to life again, as I stroked them and felt the blood rushing back into them for round two. I really wanted to feel Will’s cock in my pussy...after all, he was bigger than Frank and he seemed to know a little more about reading a woman. I told Frank to lay down on the bed, and I mounted him reverse cowgirl style, gripped his cock, and began rubbing it on my pussy, coating it in his cum. I lifted myself up and back down onto his cock, coating it with cum and pussy juices. Then I pulled off him and positioned his cock at the opening of my ass. I slowly lowered myself onto him, moving up and then down a little farther, again and again, until I was all the way down his shaft. I leaned backwards, supporting myself with my arms, as he grabbed my boobs and started humping my ass from underneath. I said, “hang on there, Tiger...Will needs to join the fun first!”
Will got into position between my knees, trying to find a place to kneel without having to make too much physical contact with Frank’s legs. Ah, the insecurity of youth! I said, “Will, put your cock in me. Don’t worry about Frank. Just fuck my pussy.” With that, he found his position and pressed his cock ever so slowly into my pussy, made all that much tighter by Frank’s cock in my ass. All three of us moaned in ecstasy as Will began thrusting...Frank cried out, “holy shit! I can feel your dick inside her!”
Both boys were moving now...Frank only slightly because my weight held him down...which was a good thing, because I really didn’t need a wild ass-pounding, I just wanted to be DP’ed for the first time. Will was long-stroking it, pulling almost all the way out with each stroke to accentuate the feeling of re-entering me each time he thrust forward again. I was in Heaven! Frank was squeezing my tits hard, and Will was looking deep into my eyes as he fucked my tight pussy. I started to get lost in those baby blues for a few minutes, and suddenly, I could feel myself building up to an orgasm. I screamed out that I was going to cum, and Frank began thrusting harder, grunted loudly, and his cock jerked inside my ass, as he blew his load deep inside me. Will continued fucking my pussy, but he leaned forward so his body was pressed against mine, and he kissed my boobs as he thrust his hips back and forth, his cock reaching all the way inside me. Frank was stuck underneath us, but seemed to be enjoying the feeling, as his cock didn’t get too soft yet inside me. I leaned all the way back onto Frank’s chest, and I could feel his breath in my hair as he panted in exhaustion. I brought my arms up around Will’s neck, holding him tightly as he fucked me. His pace quickened, and he began forcing himself deeper and deeper into me with each thrust. He released with a loud groan, and filled my pussy with his hot seed, making me cum again as I screamed with pleasure and held him tight against my body until the waves of ecstasy passed over me.
Will rolled off of me onto the bed, and I slipped off Frank to lay between my two lovers. I hooked both legs over theirs, and held their softening cocks in my hands, caressing the shafts gently, but avoiding the heads, which I imagined would be very sensitive by now after both having cum twice. I said, “boys, relax a minute. Rest up and give me just a minute.” Both of them seemed happy to comply, and laid there expectantly as I sat up in the bed, covered in half-dried cum and glistening with perspiration, while leaking cum out of my ass and pussy. I said, “why don’t we grab a quick shower, and then we’ll see what happens next.”
I got up and sauntered sexily toward the bathroom, as they both got up to join me. It was a huge walk-in rain shower, and there was plenty of room for three. We waited for the water to heat up and as it started to steam up the room, we got into the shower together. I asked them to wash me, and said that I’d return the favor for each of them afterward. Frank grabbed the shampoo and started washing my hair, as Will soaped up a washcloth and began scrubbing my chest. It was really sensual and exciting to have two men pampering my body and getting me clean as I stood under the hot water feeling their hands caressing and scrubbing and moving across my whole body. When I had been completely (and I do mean completely!) washed, I took the soap in my hands and began washing them one at a time, but alternating between them. I’d wash Will’s chest, then move to Frank’s back. Then Will’s arms, and Frank’s chest. I teased them by avoiding their cocks until the very end, and then I soaped up my hands and grabbed them both at the same time, stroking and soaping them up as I jerked them both off in the shower. Before they could cum again, I stopped, gave myself a final rinse, and stepped out of the shower. I looked back at them and said, “well, are you boys going to stay in there all day?”
They followed me out, and we all toweled off. I wrapped a towel around my hair and walked out of the bathroom otherwise naked. They dropped their towels on the bathroom floor and followed me back into the bedroom. Sitting in the chair by the door was my husband, G. He greeted the boys, who looked like they should flee, but we assured them everything once again that everything was fine. I asked them, “how many of your rugby teammates are on this spring break trip with you?” They indicated that six others were at the resort. I said, “thank you for today...this threesome was really great. I’m going to tell my husband all about it in a minute while he goes down on me. Can you and the rest of your teammates be back here tomorrow night around 8?” Then I turned toward G and winked before saying, “do you remember the hotel gangbang party we went to last year? Wouldn’t it be nice if we had eight college boys over tomorrow night for a reenactment?”
Well, the general consensus seems to be that you all want to hear about how I cheated on hubby (before becoming his hotwife). First, let me say that although he knows about my affair, this will be the first time he hears some of this...so it really is a true confession (and he’s already getting a boner sitting next to me as I type this).
It was about ten years into our marriage, and he was the president of a local service club, spending a lot of time away from home. Between work and projects and meetings (not to mention the kids’ activities), I was feeling a little lonely (and wasn’t getting the satisfaction I wanted in bed, either). I did everything I could to attract his attention...I lost 35 pounds and got to my pre-pregnancy weight for the first time in years...I tried to schedule romantic evenings, but things always got in the way. Even when he was home, he often fell asleep watching TV in his recliner or or at his desk if he was working late in his home office. We just weren’t making time for each other.
Now, let me back up a little. Before we had the kids, we had a great sex life. A friend of his once told him that if you put a bean in a jar every time you have sex during the first year you’re married, and then take one out every time you have sex after that, you’ll never empty the jar. FACTS....LOL. He’s a great lover, and although he’s not the biggest I’ve ever had (he’s pretty average-sized), he knows how to please me and I used to orgasm every time we made love. Sometimes more than once. But after three pregnancies and ten years of marriage, things got a little stale, and as I said, opportunities were few and far between. The spark just wasn’t there.
Anyway, his best friend (we’ll call him Tom) was the vice president of the service club, and tradition had it that the VP, upon taking over the presidency, should present a gift to the outgoing president as a thank you from the organization. Elections were coming up, and one day I received a text from him, asking if we could meet to discuss the gift and what I thought would be an appropriate choice. We made a date to get our kids together to play, and he brought them over the house one day while hubby was working. We decided on an appropriate gift fairly quickly, and got to chatting while the kids played outside. Tom is taller than my husband (he’s 6′4″ and hubby is 5′8″), and he’s ruggedly good looking. He has an athletic build and looks damned sexy in just about anything. I had often caught myself looking at his ass or his package when we were together, but I had never even considered actually doing anything. Well, while we were talking, we got to flirting a little. Nothing serious, but there was definitely a sexual tension building very slowly under the surface. He’s funny and intelligent and made me feel very comfortable, even while flirting with me. I found myself admiring his tattooed arms and chest (he has tattoo sleeves and as it turns out, most of his torso is covered in ink...which is a big turn-on for me). My eldest came inside and said the kids wanted ice cream, so we decided to leave her in charge and run to the store together.
Almost immediately after we got into the car, the flirting got more intense. He was driving, and at one point he looked over to me and said that if he could get away with it, he’d kiss me right there. I don't know what came over me, but I said, “I’d like to see you try. No, really...I’d like that.” As we pulled into the 7-Eleven parking lot, he barely had the car in park when he leaned over and pulled me toward him for a kiss. It was electric. I hadn’t kissed anyone but my husband in twelve years, and my stomach erupted in butterflies. It was passionate and sensual at the same time. His fingers ran through my long blonde hair, and his tongue felt and tasted amazing. We broke the kiss and he started to stammer an apology, but I stopped him by unbuckling my seat belt and crawling over the center console to put my arms around him and kiss him again. I wanted more of that passionate feeling, and I took my chance. We kissed like that for a few minutes, and then I sat back in my seat and told him he’d better run in for the ice cream.
As he got out of the car, I watched his sexy body and tight ass walk into the store. I checked my face and hair in the visor mirror and thought about what I was going to say to him when he got back to the car. After all, he and my husband were best friends, and I was close with his wife. Could we do this? Could we get away with it? Should we forget about it and just call it a “one and done?” You don’t shit where you eat, and this could be very risky for both of us. But he was such a damned good kisser! And I hadn’t felt that kind of electrical attraction in years. I had to think fast, because he was coming back out of the store. I caught a glimpse of the bulge in his pants, and all my resistance faded away.
He tossed the ice cream into the back seat, and as he got into the car, he started to apologize again. I told him to head back home...the kids were waiting for their treat. As he backed out of the spot, I put my hand on his thigh and said, “when we get there, I might have a treat for you, too.” He smiled at that, and took my hand in his. We had just a few minutes to discuss it before getting to my house, but we both expressed how lonely we were in our respective marriages, and we both agreed that we couldn’t risk getting caught...for the sake of our marriages and our kids. We’d have to be very careful if we were going to do anything at all...but we both agreed that we wanted to...desperately.
We pulled into the driveway, and the kids came running up to the car screaming for ice cream. We went inside, got some Solo cups and plastic spoons, and dished out a few scoops to the kids. I told them to go outside and enjoy it on the lawn. When they had gone, Tom leaned over to kiss me again. Yup, the sparks were still there. I was tingling all over and I knew what I wanted to do. (Spoiler alert: hubby hasn’t heard this part yet...he didn’t know it happened this soon...sorry hon!) I reached down and gripped his cock through his pants, and squeezed gently. Oh, it was nice! He felt WAY bigger than my husband, and I was tingling with the anticipation of touching it for real. I squeezed it a little tighter and began walking backwards toward the living room. He followed dutifully, and we sat on the sofa and kissed some more. He felt my breasts, and I rubbed his crotch. His fingers ran through my hair and grasped the back of my neck. Our tongues were tangled together and we were like two teenagers exploring each other’s bodies.
When my husband and I were dating, and we’d be necking on my mother’s couch, I would cover his lap with a blanket and reach my hand underneath to give him hand jobs every night. I reached over to the armrest of the sofa and grabbed my husband’s favorite throw blanket. I draped it over Tom’s lap, and reached under it to unzip his fly. He kissed me harder, and positioned his hips so I could have easier access to his manhood. I reached into his pants, through his underwear, and worked his cock out of its hiding place. My husband always had to pull down his pants a little when I did that, because he wasn’t big enough for me to get really good access through his fly. Tom had NO PROBLEM in that department. His cock was a good nine inches long, and I could barely wrap my fingers all the way around it. It was slick with precum already, and I began gently stroking it under the blanket. Oh, my God, it felt amazing! Like I said, my husband always did a great job satisfying me, and when I needed something bigger than his dick, there were always the toys, which he was more than happy to use on me. But this was different...it was an actual, live, warm, wet, hard cock in my hand. Not a penis...a COCK! And a great kisser making me feel sexy and attractive and wanted. Something I hadn't felt in a LONG time.
I stroked his schlong as we kissed and he rubbed my breasts and stroked my hair...and I could feel his hips begin to thrust slightly as I ran my hand up and down the length of his dick. I squeezed the head and twisted my hand around it, feeling the delightful lubrication from his flowing precum. I could hear the squishing sound of a wet hand job through the blanket, and my pussy was throbbing with excitement. I could feel the wet spot in my panties, and I was lost in the moment as we kissed passionately and deeply. He began to grunt a little with each thrust and stroke, and I knew he was getting close...
I could still hear the kids outside, so I knew it was still safe...and I broke our kiss and pulled back the blanket. I wanted to SEE what I was doing. I gripped the base of his shaft with one hand, and with the other, stroked his head and upper shaft wildly, twisting and changing the firmness of my grip with every stroke. He was grunting louder now, and his hips were thrusting as he lifted his ass off the sofa for a final thrust through my hands, and his cock erupted with a stream of hot, white cum that must have shot a foot and a half into the air, before coming down onto my husband’s blanket. Another five or six blasts of man juice shot out, and splashed onto the blanket and my hands. I leaned down, kissed the tip of his softening cock, licked up the last drop of cum, and looked him in the eyes as I licked my lips. “Yum...next time maybe I’ll get a little treat to eat, too!”
He let out a deep sigh as his body slumped back onto the sofa, and I grabbed the blanket and wiped him and my hands of his cum. I rolled up the blanket and tossed it to the end of the sofa, and helped him put Mr. Happy back away. He zipped up and we kissed some more. We could hear the kids coming in, so we scrambled to look normal, as they burst into the house. He rounded up his kids, and told them it was time to go home. After some whining and complaining, he got them into the car and kissed me on the cheek with a wink and a smile as he got in to drive away. Within 20 minutes, he texted me, and we made plans to get together the following day at his office for lunch.
An hour or so later, when my husband came home from work and sat in his recliner, he turned and grumbled that the kids had spilled something on his blanket...it was all wet and crumpled on the couch instead of neatly folded where he usually kept it. I apologized on behalf of the kids and told him I’d try to make sure it didn't happen again...
(More to come about our ongoing affair...)