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Hubby Wanted To See My Inner Slut

You know you never think it could be you. What I mean is that I was a very good and faithful wife I never thought I would ever "Do It" with anyone other than my husband. But things can change and I thought I would just tell you how I became a hotwife, my husband; Preston loves to show me off. He would dress me in all kinds of sexy outfits, classy but certainly risqué. He would take me out to fine restaurants and clubs, we would meet his business associates and clients and he would always have me dress very sexy. He kept telling me how hot I was and how every man wanted to fuck me. He said that he loved being married to a complete slut.

But back then I was not a slut and it really bugged me that he wanted to be married to one. I mean come on a girl grows up all her life wanting to be committed to one man. Don't get me wrong I played around in high school and college and may have bordered on being a slut but after the two of us got together in college he swept me off my feet and I was his. But he loved to hear the stories of when I did play around and it made his cock extra hard, he always wanted me to call him the names of other men while I fucked him. He liked to tell me how much he enjoyed having other men look at me, how they lusted after me, he liked that they undressed me with their eyes and he liked watching them touch me. While all of that does a lot for a girl's confidence it was not really what I wanted. But it grew on me and I had girlfriends who began getting divorced and started dating again. I heard their stories about dating, clubbing and well to be frank the sex, oh my god the sex stories they would tell me. Sex with this guy and that guy, the sex they had with young guys, old guys and the stories they told me of the guys with big cocks and even one of my bffs had interracial sex. So one night it happened and now I am a hotwife and he has to live with it.

I called Preston at work and told him to meet me at one of the bars he liked to take me to in Houston where we lived. This was the kind of upscale fun place he took me when he wanted me to be ogled and flirted with as he watched. I told him I am horny and in the mood to be a complete slut for you tonight, I don't think he really had an idea of what I wanted. We have been married for almost 20 years. I'm 5'2" 115lbs, with 34C-24-32 body, dishwater blonde hair down to my mid-back and a hot tan. I am in my early 40s but look like I am much younger, I have been told late 20s to early 30s. I am a well cared for mother of 2 and a stay at home housewife (he says trophy wife), to say the least I am that pampered bitch all women want to be, workouts in the morning, tennis during the day, lunch and shopping with my girlfriends, home for my kids in the afternoon, cocktails, dinner and sex for my husband and a wonderful disposition all of the time. But who could blame me.

Tonight was going to be my night though, the night he thought he wanted for me. I took a long sensuous bath shaved my legs and other private areas, moisturized my skin, did my hair and applied my make-up, with just a hint of slut to it. I dressed in a short black mini and a creamy white lace halter, and my 4inch black fuck me pumps, oh and under my mini was a tiny string thong, covering my well manicured pussy, a simple necklace and on my left ankle a silver chained anklet, oh and lest I forget my 1ct. diamond wedding ring on my left hand. I can talk this way now that I am a hotwife.

I took a cab to the bar and sashayed in with my ass swinging, titties bouncing and my high heels clicking on the hard concrete floor. When I got to the bar I placed myself on one of the barstools and waited for a drink. When the bartender did not turn around I leaned over the bar pressing my titties together in the lacey halter showing lots of cleavage and announced, "What does a girl have to do to get a drink around here," loud enough for the bartender to hear. He smiled as soon as he saw me. He looked at my deep cleavage, my blue eyes and then over at two male patrons at the other end of the bar and shook his head. Both of them raised their eyebrows signifying they were all having the same thought in response to my demand. What does this slut want? Today I was going to be that girl.

The form fitting mini skirt I wore revealed my firm backside and long legs. The halter was sexy and low cut but classy. The tops of my breasts were revealed enough to show they were firm and full. There was a small group of men at a table behind me. All of them had their gaze fixed on my ass and my black leather 4 inch heels.

I was well aware of the attention I was receiving from the two men across the bar as well as the group of men seated behind me. A year ago I would have been too unsure and self-conscious to acknowledge the appreciative looks I was getting. Now, after two children and the prompting of my husband I had passed into womanhood and was ready to re-enter the more sexual side of me and let it out to the outside world.

"Well, well Ms. Torrey Davis," the bartender said, "Preston finally let you out of his sight long enough for you to walk into this joint alone?"

"I'm meeting him for a drink, smartass." "Would you please make me a Cosmo? "

"Sure gorgeous," he replied, "and if you come over here and let me take a good long look at how beautiful you've become, it'll be on the house. How's that sound?"

I shifted my weight from one foot to the other thinking to myself it is now or never, my hips were shifting their angle forcing the men behind to lift their gaze from my shoes to the soft curves under my skirt. I got off the barstool swinging my open legs around for the guys behind me to get a quick peak up my skirt as I got of the barstool; I took one step backward and walked slowly and confidently around the bar, glancing over my shoulder to savor the attention I was getting from the men at the table.

There were a few other patrons in the bar, mostly men, all of which gave me a good looking-over. This made me wet and filled me with even more confidence. Most were discrete as they drank and ogled my body, but a few were clearly undressing me in their minds. I also noticed there was also an attractive woman with a couple of businessmen in the corner that also clearly appreciated my sexiness.

I walked around to where the bartender was standing, took a few steps back from the bar and took a wide stance. The thin material on the skirt stretched tight against my legs which were accented with the heels. I swayed my hips slowly from side to side, and wiggled my shoulders causing my titties to sway gently; I then slowly reached for the hem of my skirt and showed him my tiny string thong.

"Hell Torrey," the bartender panted, "that's enough of a show for two drinks....you have become more beautiful now then you were when I first carded you."

"Thanks Jimmy," I replied, "that's really nice to hear after two kids."

I then took a seat at a table midway between the first bunch of men at the table and the bar. The group of men seated around me resumed their obvious admiration of me but were more subtle than before and I think a little scared to talk to me.

Preston showed up after I had finished less than half my drink. I knew Preston would want to show me off, that's why he liked the way I was dressed. He wasn't threatened at all by other men; in fact it turned him on knowing that other men desired me.

"You're looking especially fetching today," he said as he approached the table, stopping right next to me, his hips just above eye level.

"Well then, why don't you make yourself comfortable hon, and I'll get you a drink," I replied. "Hopefully you'll enjoy the view, it seems most everyone else did when I got a drink earlier."

"Can't wait to hear all about," he said, "bourbon on the rocks, please."

I slowly turned in my chair towards the other men parting my legs again for their viewing pleasure, and then leaning on the chair toward Preston in order to afford him an unobstructed view of my cleavage, all of which was also noticed by the men at the next table. When I got to the bar, I rested on my elbows, with my ankles side by side and an arched back causing my titties to stick out and my backside to become the focal point. I placed our drink order with the bartender, with more than one set of eyes fixed on my ass, I could feel it. When I returned to the table Preston said, "Not wearing any undies again today dear?"

"Well only a wisp of a thong but I was hoping I wouldn't have any need for that either since we have the evening to ourselves," I said, "the kids are with your mom."

Preston's left eyebrow lifted as his mind raced with possibilities. "What exactly did you have in mind little lady," allowing a hint of his Texas accent to flavor his words.

I told Preston let's have an appetizer and drinks and see where we go from there. We decided to order several appetizers and dine lightly. The bar began to fill up quickly. The waitress took our food order but I told her I'd get our drinks.

After a short time, I said, "Stay here dear, where you can appreciate the view a little better, I'll go get us another round."

"I'm not about to argue with the likes of you," Preston said.

Most of the crowd parted naturally as I made my way to the bar, but as I stepped closer there was a man engaged in conversation that did not see me approach. He was well-dressed, tall and athletic. He excused himself and took a step backward as soon as I made my presence felt. This still permitted very little room for me to squeeze past which was just the sort of opportunity I wanted to pique Preston's interest.

Feeling Preston's eyes following my every move, I made eye contact with the handsome stranger, licked my painted lips and turned my back to him as I slid by. I "accidentally" bumped the drink of the man who had been chatting with him, causing a minor commotion with the attention being focused on the guy that had spilled his drink. With my diversion in full swing, I pressed back against the tall man, making sure my delightful ass pressed firmly into his prominent package. He didn't yield an inch. It was like pushing against a brick wall with a penis. My efforts to regain my balance only provided additional pressure to his manhood as my ass slid up and down his crotch.

Once I regained my balance the diversion began to settle, I spun around on my heel to the stranger, and apologized while pretending to make sure my halter hadn't become loose, which, as planned focused his attention on my cleavage. Being the gentleman that he was he insisted that I accept his apology for not providing such a lady with enough room to make her way.

"Are you saying I need a lot of room?" I said matter-of-factly, taking advantage of the stranger's well-intentioned verbal blunder.

"Not at all, please..." he begged, "my name is Stephen, please allow me to buy you a drink and accept my most sincere apologies. I'll even bring it to your table."

"I will take you up on that," I said with authority. "I'm sitting right over there with that man," as I pointed to Preston. "The bartender knows what I'm drinking."

"Consider it done," Stephen promised.

By the time he delivered the drink, I had already explained what happened to Preston, who was eating it up and just laughed. "My what a tangled web you weave my little pet," Preston said. Knowing full well what I was up to, knowing he could only sit back and enjoy my little orchestration of the evening's entertainment.

Preston stood and shook Stephen's hand and invited him to sit with both of us. I sat with my legs crossed, but my mini was definitely riding up and I did little to change that so Stephen had an inviting view of my legs right up to my thighs and it stopped just below my very wet string thong. Preston seemed genuinely friendly and not threatened in the least by his presence so he made himself comfortable.

The three of us chatted for a while, a waitress finally made her way to the table, and more food and drink was ordered. Stephen insisted he pay for everything so I gave him a view of just a little bit more of my thigh and a quick peak up my mini as I recrossed my legs.

As it turned out, Stephen was on a boys-weekend-out with a bunch of his friends. They were staying at the Marriott across the street in a rather large suite so they could party all weekend. He invited Preston and I to join them but he warned us that I would probably be the only woman there. "I'm sure none of the guys will mind, I just didn't want you to feel uncomfortable," Stephen told me.

As much as Stephen hated too, he excused himself from the table and the ever-improving view of my legs. It seemed he thought I was unintentionally allowing my mini skirt to ride up exposing more of my legs and my panty shot. He told me later he thought to himself, "the liquor must be affecting my perception, she wouldn't be trying to tease me with her husband sitting right there."

Shortly afterward, Stephen and his boyz left the bar, re-extending his invitation to us as they all left. "They all seem like a nice enough bunch of guys," I said to Preston as the bunch headed out the door and across the street.

"Honey, if you'd like to go that's fine with me," he said to me. "Sounds like it could be fun, a half-dozen guys in a room with you looking like a million bucks....and in a flirting mood obviously" Preston said.

"Who me?" I said. "But, if you're going to put it like that," I smiled wryly, "let me go to the ladies room and we'll head over if you're done eating."

"Ready whenever you are hon," Preston responded. When I got up I could not miss the tent in his pants obviously excited by my little escapades tonight. Little did he know how hot I was between my legs.

When I returned from the ladies room, I sat on his lap and gave him a very long wet kiss and grabbed his cock and massaged it through his pants. "Are you ready hon?" I asked him. He said, "Yep", and we both headed across the street into the lobby of the large Marriott. We followed the directions that Stephen had given us. We could hear music and muffled sounds from a television outside the suite. I knocked and we entered a room filled with energetic conversation and plenty of stares at me.

There was a hard-core sex movie on the large screen TV, which one of the guys quickly turned off and apologized for. "Stephen told us that he invited you but we didn't really think you'd show up," he explained, "my name is Tommy," extending his hand to us both. Tommy was at least 6 foot 4 inches and black as coal with a shaved head. His hand made mine disappear, but he was very nice.

"It doesn't bother me," I said, "this is your suite and your weekend to play, please feel free to put it back on if you want." Tommy looked at Stephen, who looked at Preston and in unspoken guy language there was a consensus that it really was alright and that I wasn't just being polite.

The guys all knew each other well, so there was a lot of laughter, a lot of drinking and a lot of staring at me as I sashayed around the room swinging my ass and showing lots of cleavage while chatting with everyone. After an hour or so, several of the guys were sitting down with their drinks and chatting while the sex movies continued.

I took a break from standing in the heels and sat down on the overstuffed chair. "That's kind of hot," I said during a threesome scene with two men, one black the other white and a blonde big titted woman. The conversation with the guys fell silent. "Well, it is, don't you think?" I asked.

"Looks like she's having a great time to me," Tommy said while raising his drink as a toast. "I'll drink to that said one of the other guys.

The next scene showed a stripper bumping and grinding at a bachelor party. "I love this song," I told them. My legs were crossed but I started swinging one leg to the beat. I got up to get another drink and lost my balance landing in the laps of two of the guys on the couch. The guys attempted to maintain a gentlemanly decorum, but they had just been watching a naked woman on TV getting truly fucked and now there was a living, breathing one in their laps.

I had spilled their drinks and was apologetic. "Here, let me get you guys fresh drinks," I offered. All eyes followed my body as I made my way to the bar. "I feel really bad about that guys," I said. Preston could tell that I was showing signs of being a bit drunk but he settled back to see what would happen next.

As I bent over the couch to hand the guys their drinks I wiggled my shoulders, my titties jiggled in my halter top exposing the pink areola of my nipples just a little. "I hope you guys will forgive me," I teased. The jaws of both men dropped.

"This movie stuff is getting old," I stated loud enough for everyone to hear, "if someone will crank up the music a little perhaps I can liven up your weekend." Two of the guys bolted for the stereo as I turned around and bent over to turn the TV off. My ass was the front and center of attention when I looked back and said to the guys on the couch, "I hope you don't mind." The guys just shook their heads no as if they were connected by a string.

I started moving with the beat as the music rose. The six friends and Preston followed my every move, each one of them thinking the same thing she looks drunk but really hot. "I don't know where she's going with this," Preston said to Tommy, "she's never done anything like this before, looks like she's feeling no pain tonight."

I worked my way over to the couch and turned my back to the guys I had fallen on earlier. I took a wide stance, glanced over my shoulder, bent my knees and stuck my ass out, bumping and grinding to the beat easily within reach of both men. I reached back and smoothed the fabric on both cheeks, slid my hands down the sides of my legs and when I slid them back up I slid the mini skirt up as well, the hemline falling just shy of baring my ass to them.

The guys started clapping and encouraging me to go further and I was getting into all of the attention. One guy reached in his pocket and pulled out a dollar bill. He waved it in the air, catching my attention. Hmmm I thought well if I am gonna strip I may as well get paid for it. I turned around and strutted right up to him. "A dollar?" I said, "OK big spender, here's a dollar's worth..." I reached up and untied my halter and let him have a peak at my nipples then I tied it right back up and took my dollar.

It seemed like every guy in the room reached for his wallet at the same time. Five and ten dollar bills were waving everywhere. "Looks like everyone wants a show," I said, "what do you think honey?" glancing over at Preston. I knew this was his fantasy but I was giving him the chance to kill it before it went too far and there was no turning back. The look on my face told him that I was ready to go through with it in a room full of hard cocks and only one girl. He laughed and said, "You go right ahead and do whatever you want dear."

"I've got a twenty here for your top" one guy offered. Another guy chimed in and said, "here's another twenty for the skirt. No one was sure when I was going to put an end to the show so no one pushed to hard, everyone's manners were excellent considering what was happening; this made me very comfortable and feel very appreciated.

I danced up the guy with the first twenty dollar offer and pushed him back into a chair. "Here you go, I hope you enjoy it," I said as I began untying my halter. The lace halter fell perfectly from my 34C breasts. I put both hands on the guy's shoulders and dangled them inches from his face for quite a while. As I pushed back from him I glanced down at his lap which was displaying a prominent bulge.

I spun around and danced over to the next guy holding a twenty who had offered it for my skirt. I crossed my arms over tits as I approached and slid my hands down my titties, cupping them and squeezing each tit and nipple making them hard as I continued to slide them down my tummy.
Now with my nipples hard as diamonds I turned my back to him showing the front of myself off to the room full of appreciative guys. I slowly bent over at the waist and showed this guy my sexy legs in the 4 inch heels, as I did my skirt rode up exposing my ass and the bottom of my thong to him. I was only inches from his face and he reached out to hold my hips as I took a wide stance I slowly straightened up. I looked over my shoulder at him licked my painted lips and began to unzip my skirt in the back. Once it was opened the skirt exposed my ass and the little thong. I slowly wiggled out of my very tight skirt and let the fabric slide down my backside and drop to the floor another guy leaned over on the couch to get a better view of my thong and tight ass. The guys in front had an excellent view of the front of my thong which was very wet and riding between my pussy lips.

I spun around and slid her hands up in my hair, crossing my legs and striking poses befitting a professional model. Everyone, including Preston was ready for this to go to the next level. I have a twenty here for that thong another guy offered, I looked around the room, "are there any more offers?" thought I should ask, "you guys must not want to see what's behind this beautiful thong," I teased as I cupped and squeezed my titties.

"Here's another twenty" someone shouted..... "I have a twenty here too," said another... "make that sixty bucks" another chimed in.

"Well that's a lot more like it guys," I said, "you have to understand, I've never done anything like this before." If my intention was to raise the energy level even higher, it worked like a charm. I strutted in a wide circle all around the room making sure everyone got a chance to see my titties and my nipples. I stopped right in front of the guy that had made the first offer sat in his lap and rubbed my titties on his face.

Preston, as well as everyone else in the room could see just how excited I was now; my nipples were stiff and pink, pulling the skin of my titties tight. I moved around the room once more giving everyone a close-up view. The guys on the couch were afforded the best view as I hung down on the back of the couch.

"Let's not quibble any further," shouted one of the men, "here's a hundred-dollar bill for your thong!"

"I'll match that..." said another guy. "Hell, so will I...." said yet another.

"So you want to see what I have under this little thong," I taunted. There was a unified response by everyone in the room. "Mmmmmm, I may as well take them off," I said, "they're a bit damp anyway..."

I pointed to the guy who offered a hundred dollars... "come here big guy," I said. The man responded as if in a trance. I took him by the hand and lead him to the center of the room. "Feel this..." I said, guiding his hand. The man slid his hand down the front of my thong and between my smooth legs. "Oh my god, she is soaking wet!" he yelled.

I took his face in my hand and gave him a long wet French kiss to the whoops in the room then I stroked his rock hard cock, licked the finger off that he had just stuck in my pussy and said "Go ahead, you can take them off," and I turned my back to him. He immediately dropped to his knees so my ass would be at face-level. The other guys were cheering him on.... I looked at Preston to see that he was smiling like a Cheshire Cat.

His hands slid up the sides of my legs which sent a shiver of excitement through my body I actually had a mini orgasm from his touch I was so electrically charged. I felt his hands on either side of my hips and then he ripped my little thong right off of my body and threw it to Tommy. The roughness and the sensations of his ripping it off my body made my head spin...I looked at Tommy and he held the thong to his nose and took in my scent. This all knocked me a little off balance while standing in only my 4 inch spikes. I reached back and steadied myself using the guy's head but in doing so I had spread her legs wider, he took this opportunity to feel my ass and he wasted no time probing my smoothly shaven labia with his tongue. As he did this I was so overcome and horny that I took a step backwards and bent my knees so that he was practically sitting directly under me licking my pussy.

The other guys all started clapping and cheering which brought me back to the reality that I was now completely naked in a room with seven guys and horny as hell.

"Twenty dollars for a lap dance," bid one of the guys with cash in hand. I stepped away from the man who had been licking me, his face glistening with my juices.

The man was seated on a hardwood chair next to Preston. As I approached him I glanced down at his pants to make sure he was sporting an erection. "Hon, if I straddle you in those pants they are going to have one big wet spot on them, you have exactly ten seconds to get them off..." I told him. The man stood and stripped off his trousers and was re-seated in less than eight seconds. "Oooooh, this man flies commando," I told Preston, as I admired his thick erection. I looked at Preston...Is this what you want? I flashed him the 1 carat diamond he had given me as a wedding ring which was on my left hand. All he could do was shake his head yes. OK then! I grabbed the man's cock with my left hand, diamond sparkling and rubbed his cock along the entrance to my pussy.

He sat up straight, his rod twitched at a forty-five degree angle. Then I pushed his legs together and sat on his knees more than a foot away from his cock. I placed my hands on his shoulders and slid my pelvis toward him until I could feel the base of his shaft against my clitoris. "Mmmmmmmm," I purred as soon as I made contact, "you have one hard, hot cock Mister."

I began rubbing my wet pussy lips on his shaft, sliding up higher and higher on it, I was moving to the beat of the music, grinding him harder and harder. It was only a moment before he moaned out loud and squirted semen all over his dress shirt. "Well, THAT'S the look of satisfaction..." I giggled.

I stood up and took a couple steps toward Preston, "you still have your pants on?" I asked, "stand up, let Torrey take care of you...after all I can not have a jealous hubby" I pulled Preston to his feet and quickly undid his trousers. Instantly, I went to my knees and took him in my mouth. I could taste droplets of semen dripping from the tip of his cock and I quickened the pace of my hand on his shaft. "Come on baby, give it to me..." I begged. It took only a few minutes before Preston moaned and released his cum into my mouth...

"Mmmmmm," I cooed as I drained him. I stood up, licked my lips gave Preston a full on French kiss so he could taste his cum. At that point I noticed that every guy in the room had his pants off. There were trousers lying around all over the suite. Some of the guys were stroking themselves, others were just sitting there, drinking, enjoying the show, their hard cocks twitching in anticipation.

"Anyone else want to have a lap dance?" I asked, "next one goes to the highest bidder..."

Two hundred dollars was bid first. "Sorry pal, you'll have to wait your turn for that, I bid three hundred dollars," said another man.

"Well, three hundred seems to be the high bid," I announced, "come over here and sit down right here," pointing to the hardwood chair.

I didn't notice at first but the man who won the bid was Stephen. "Hello again," I said as he peeled off his shirt and sat in the chair. "Can someone turn the music up a little?" I asked.

As the volume rose, I started gyrating my hips. I turned around to give him a complete view from behind. Stephen could see that I was extremely wet, my labia was shaven smooth, he had admired the small tuft of hair I had in front while I kept dancing around him. He reached up and placed both hands on my ass, I braced myself, and bent my knees as he pulled me back onto his lap. His hands slid down the sides of my legs and back up my ass as I gyrated over his cock.

"Bring that big cock here," I growled as I turned around to face him. Every guy in the room watched as I straddled Stephen's lap, reached down between my legs with my left hand and guided his thick shaft into my glistening pussy. "Ohhhhh yes... that's it......more... deeper," I moaned as I thrust my titties into his face. He was easily eight inches in length, longer than Preston, but I was sooo hot and ready. Gradually I eased myself down on his full length until I felt his scrotum against my ass.

Once I had him completely inside me I began to glide up and down his length. After several minutes of riding him I began gyrating my hips, thrusting them front and back, moving him inside my unprotected womb. Stephen was satisfying himself by squeezing and sucking on my titties. "Suck harder," I told him, sliding up and down on him at an ever-increasing pace.

"I'm going to cum," he announced, both hands pulling on my titties. Eager for my own orgasm I became increasingly nasty and more ferocious of my consumption of his cock. Stephen let loose with an orgasm that seemed to last forever, his leg muscles flexing and relaxing with each spurt within me. Unfortunately, for me it was just before I reached my own orgasm.

I slid off his shrinking manhood, now glowing with perspiration and scanning the room like a tigress hunting for her next meal. I pointed to Tommy "You.... get your black cock over here and make me your fucking nigger slut now!!!..." I commanded. "I need a real man to fuck me." I demanded. "You want my black cock bitch?" Tommy asked me as he came over to me with his boxers still on. "Yes I do." I told him. "Then pull down my boxers and see what you're in for.." he said with a slight smile on his face. As I did it became apparent to me he was longer than Stephen and as thick as a monster energy drink can....I am sure my eyes widened because I said oh my god....that will never fit in me!!!!! He laughed and said "oh yes it will now give me that white pussy."

I started to get up but Preston grabbed my left hand before I could get away. He kissed me and told me to go to the bedroom with Tommy. So now in only my heels and with Stephen's cum running down my legs I walked into the bedroom with Tommy. Preston followed us in the room and told the guys "we would be back in a little bit." As we walked in Preston came to me kissed me and told me to enjoy myself. "Oh my god it's huge Preston I can't." I gasped in awe. "Not only can you but you will and remember you will enjoy it, I love you Torrey. For the next hour Tommy took me in that king sized bed, while Preston watched us.

Once he said I could and I would I knew he wanted me to be the man's slut, just a few scant inches away was Tommy's cock and it was the thickest hunk of meat I'd ever seen. He wasn't even fully erect yet either. I watched his organ expand with each beat of his heart seeming to lurch towards me. I took my time memorizing every detail, because I knew Preston would want to relive every minute of it with me.

I found myself enthralled with the course black curls wrapped around his scrotum. I stared at the smooth mushroomed tip like I'd never seen a man before in my life. The tiny droplets of pre cum were already oozing out and glistening near the slit. "Kiss it." Tommy commanded. It was the first thing that he'd said since entering the room and his deep voice resonated in my body sending a hot flush through me. I could feel the color from my forehead which was thankfully covered partially by my hair all the way down to the soles of my feet hidden in my heels.

"Kiss it." The second time he gave the command I felt something come over my body and I leaned forward and kissed the smooth tip of his cock. This was it Tommy was going to be my first black cock since high school. I swore that there was something hyper sexual about him, like I could smell him and even that was enough to turn me to a puddle. Without thinking I leaned even farther in nuzzling my nose against the thick patch of pubic hair and his scrotum and took a deep breath. It was true; it was how he smelled that was so intoxicating.

I was so wet. No soaked and dripping Stephen's cum on the floor. I was standing, bent at the waist and not only was I wet but my thighs were slick with cum and I could feel it on my calves and going into my heels as well. Preston flashed briefly into my mind. He wanted to see this right? Oh my I did. Whatever other thoughts I was about to have were pushed aside along with guilt when Tommy's cock started rubbing against my cheek snapping me back from the dismal day dream and back into reality.

"Get down on the floor in front of me and jerk me off." Reality was that next to me was a cock so big if I wasn't staring at it I wouldn't believe it was real. I wrapped both hands around the organ stroking and twisting at the same time like I'd seen the girl do in the movie. "Suck it." Tommy commanded.

"It's too big." I whispered more to myself than to Tommy. But I knew I couldn't deny him anything but I was equally certain that it wouldn't fit into my mouth. I had to squeeze down just too fully wrap my fingers around it as my wedding ring sparkled in the low light. I started by flicking my tongue against the tip, just teasing along the sensitive spots. Then I started greedily targeting the glistening spots of pre-cum before finally stretching my mouth as wide as I could manage and forcing the tip past my lips. Carefully I started pushing myself, sucking noisily on the length in my mouth while my hands continued to stroke up and down the length of the rest of his cock.

"Enough, get on the bed." I eased myself off his cock which was now dripping with saliva. I looked down and noticed a stream of my own spit hanging from my chin and dripping onto my titties. I went to the bed and was climbing on it when I looked back over my shoulder to see Preston and Tommy talking. Then Preston sat down in a chair and rubbed his own cock.

I bit down on my lip as I watched Tommy approach me and looked again at my hubby. I wanted Tommy now and he was like something out of a movie with his thickly muscled body and that weapon hanging between his legs. There was no doubt it was a weapon, a genuine black cock and I was about to be impaled on that spear in mere moments. Already I could feel my small hands turning into tiny fists as I anticipated my fate.

He gripped my knees as I laid back on the bed and pulled them apart opening me up, I had not been stretched like this and there was a dull pain running through my thighs but that was nothing compared to the next feeling. Next was his cock forcing its way into my tight pink pussy. Even as wet as I was from the excitement and Stephen's cum and with his cock coated in my spit I was still resisting him. Tommy was patient slowly easing more weight onto to me until the tip slipped into my pussy. Never in my life was I so full, and so aware of every single inch of space inside me as I was right then. I swore I could feel the individual veins weaving through in Tommy's cock. I could feel the crown trying to pull my insides out every time he pulled back even a little bit.

Suddenly I was filled with a shot of courage and I opened my eyes to look between my legs he had stopped for a moment I gasped and then looked a Preston who was rock hard. Tommy was only about halfway in. He really was going to impale me on that thing. Seeing Preston made me want Tommy in me even more sensing I wanted more he started pushing farther into me, I whimpered and squirmed but never asked him to stop. I bit down on my lip again a little harder this time and he did it he was all the way in my tight little pussy. The big black bastard was balls deep in me.

It really was my fault that Tommy got the wrong impression from the next words to escape my lips. I was in complete awe, and couldn't believe I had taken the entire thing. It wasn't a command but it was followed like one. The two words I whispered, the last two words we spoke, "Fuck Me...." Tommy did just that with gusto. Anything you want baby he said and oh did he ever fuck me. I didn't even feel like a person in his grasp at that point, I was just a rag doll, a piece of meat for his entertainment and it was all a blur. I remembered his lips sucking on my titties and on my neck and sending me off on an amazing orgasm. It did not matter to him that some other big cock had just cum in me. I remember him pulling out and I mounted him like a cowgirl and I rode him like the buck he was at first facing him and then reverse cowgirl while looking right into Preston's eyes. Preston even came over to me and licked my nipples while I rode Tommy and then to my surprise he licked my clitty while that coal black cock pistoned in and out of me. Preston made me cum so hard while I was riding Tommy; I was bouncing up and down on his cock while he held my titties and pinched my nipples.

Then Tommy said it, "Baby I'm about to-" "I know you are! Do it! Fucking cum in my pussy give me that black baby cum!" I was still on top when that happened. I was so horny and excited I was almost jumping up and down on him by that point. "Cum!" I screamed at him before leaning back and savagely kissing him having my own orgasm threatening to shatter reality entirely and then the feeling of him flooding me with his cum was incredible.

As soon as he'd finished cumming I flew off his cock and turned on him licking the entire length of that coal black cock. I loved the taste of our combined sex still clinging to his cock. I lovingly went over every bit of his flesh, even his nuts until I was satisfied I'd gotten every drop of our sex and then I collapsed onto the bed. I looked at Preston I wanted it just like the movie I wanted Tommy again and I wanted Preston now. Both of you get on your knees," I demanded, "one in front of me, the other behind me!" as I got down on all fours. My legs spread wide, and breasts hanging down, I looked back at Preston and told him to lick me. Lick it all out of me and he did. As he did Tommy got in front of me and I sucked his cock back to a rock hard pole. "Now get behind me I said," put it in me now, and fuck me hard!"

"Ohhhhhh, yes....that's it...deeper..... all of it, give it to me," I cried I reached for Preston's face I kissed him then I took his cock in my mouth and they began fucking me. With each thrust from Tommy's fat cock I moaned, causing a vibration on the cock in my mouth.

The men in the living room could not stand it any longer they had to see what we were doing. They all surrounded me and began stroking their cocks and squeezing my titties, playing with my nipples and rubbing my back in anticipation of their turn.

I withdrew Preston's cock from my mouth, squeezing it firmly with one hand, pumping it...attempting to catch my breath; the combined sensations of penetration and providing and receiving pleasure created an altered level of consciousness, events no longer seemed connected to time.

The thrusts from behind continued at a greater pace as Tommy neared another climax and my enthusiasm at this thought grew even louder. I felt a hand on my head guiding it back to work on someone else that had taken Preston's place and was now kneeling in front of me. I knew there would be more waiting their turn once I was done with these two. It was apparent I was getting the full treatment from a bunch of horny guys.

Tommy's hands on my hips gripped much tighter as he drove deeper, I could tell from the increase in his girth he would soon let loose inside me again. The guy in front of me kept his hand on my head, maintaining my attention, it too becoming so hard that I knew he would soon cum.

It seemed there were hands all about me; the stimulation of my breasts became more frantic, hands moving all over my skin making their demands upon me. And then, from behind there was a great moaning and I could feel the warmth of Tommy being sent deep within my pussy. I wanted to look back but was prevented from doing so by the man filling my mouth. As I moaned from the sensation of warmth of black cum filling my womb, the man before me let loose his juices, the force of which was felt repeatedly on the back of my throat.
As the pillar from behind softened and withdrew I felt the next guy already trying to get in position. He wasted no time making his presence known. He entered hastily and had it not been for the fact that I had been fucked by that big black cock and that I was so well lubricated he would have hurt me. As the cock in front of me was spent and began to dwindle in size, I started to push back against the new guy but I told him I want no more cum in me I want it on my face and titties. I pushed hard on him to get him deeper and with more force, coaxing him to become more aggressive. "Fuck me like a slutty little hotwife." I said.

I was getting tired and my mouth hurt. I rolled over on my back and let the guy behind me cum all over my titties. Then the six of them just lined up and started jacking off all over me and titty fucking me, I was exhausted and they covered me in cum, my tits, tummy, face neck, hair oh my gosh I was coated and spent. I had nothing left to give and I had countless orgasms from all the fucking and sexual stimulation.

I was aware of several men very close by and the picture of what I must look like came into my head it was then that I noticed the guy with the camera videotaping the entire proceedings. This was to much for me; I began to rub their cum all over my body and play with my clitty, licking my cum covered fingers until I sent myself over the edge one last time while looking right into the camera lens. I was rigid and locked in a position of sheer ecstasy.

I could feel that I was drenched, the insides of my thighs were covered with my own juices as well as the cum of all of the men who had just made me a hotwife. Thinking of what it must look like, being taken repeatedly while my husband watched me.

Soon I heard Preston's voice in my ear saying, "there you go dear, we're going to get you cleaned up now, you were incredible hon..." Tommy and Preston helped me up.

The large sunken bathtub off of one of the bedrooms was filled with white rose-scented water. Preston and Tommy eased me down into the tub; Preston was next to me to make sure I stayed safe. I kissed them both deep sensuous kisses then I looked at Preston and asked Tommy to join me in the tub, "I want you in me one more time baby while Preston bathes me." Tommy got in and bent me over the side of the tub giving it to me one more time as Preston washed my hair, face and body. I asked Preston, "Is this what you wanted to see, because my inner slut has now been released?" As I said that Tommy released another hot load inside my pussy, I could only roll my eyes in the back of my head and cum on Tommy's tool. Preston said, "Yes baby you were so sexy tonight." After that they finished bathing me, while one of the men gathered my clothing and laid it upon the bed. After soaking in the water for more than 45 minutes, they got me out of the tub, wrapped me in one of the hotel's terry cloth robes and I sat up in the bed. Room service had been ordered a light meal of cheese, strawberries, fresh bread and champagne were brought to me. I felt like a princess a well used one albeit.

Once I had time to recover, Preston helped me dress; of course without the thong which was torn and hade become someone's party favor. As we left, each of the men thanked me for an incredible experience. I could only laugh as it was me that had an incredible experience. Just before we left they handed me my collection of tips and then they added more. I smiled in appreciation, as a hotwife and whore for the night I had earned two-thousand dollars. Money I could use for sexy clothes for our next experience.

Preston took me home, as we got into bed he crawled between my legs and licked my well used pussy to one last orgasm. He told me he could taste their cum and he was so incredibly turned on that I had become his hotwife. He wrapped his arms around me and kept me warm through the night. Somehow he knew that such adventures had only just begun...
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