My Husband's Idea: becoming a Hotwife (Hotwife Hot Life) by Dilana Rose

Author:Dilana Rose [Rose, Dilana]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-01-10T00:00:00+00:00

As Jake backed me against the door to my room, our tongues danced together and I tried to make the surprise worthwhile.

He was all confidence and bravado now, but could he sustain the pressure of an audience?

Only another hotwife would understand the thrill of having a man fuck me in front of my husband. So far, my hookups had risen to the occasion. Once they knew my husband was watching, they wanted to fuck me better than the man who knew me best.

“I’m going to fuck you into next week. You’ll be spread so wide, no other man is gonna fill you.”

He backed up his dirty talk with hands pressed up and down the seam of my jeans, pressing the hard fabric in all the right places. His hand could dry hump me here in the hallway and I wouldn’t care.

“Bring it on,” I whispered into Jake’s kiss.

Neither of us noticed James in the corner, but I assumed he was in a chair, pants around his ankles and fisting his own cock. He’d use his spit as lube, while I’d use Jake as mine.

Jake pushed me backward until my legs slammed against the bed, but he didn’t let go even as I fell backward.

“Who the fuck invented these things,” he moaned, fumbling with the button and zipper of my jeans. We both felt the electricity as our fingers worked together, pushing my jeans over my hips. But when he started peppering my thighs with warm, scratchy kisses, I quickly kicked off my jeans and wrapped my legs around his neck.

The power he held over me was frightening. When we left the bar, I was on a high from being wanted by men other than my husband.

The attention from strangers should have made me feel like a piece of meat on display, but it didn’t. It fueled something inside me, something my husband couldn’t and probably never would.

Our marriage had changed, and all I wanted was men like Jake to tear me apart.

“You smell like a peach,” Jake mused, biting a trail up my thighs until his breath warmed my core. “Ever been sucked like a peach?” For the first time, he looked towards my husband. “You watching or joining?”

“Consider me crowd control.” My husband had never sounded sexier. “While she’s happy, I won’t be a problem.”

“Challenge accepted.” Jake dropped my legs, and they fell like a weight to the bed. We became frenzied, tearing away his clothes as if he was my personal Christmas gift to unwrap. My eyes looked for a defined V, but his slight dad-bod gave me comforting vibes. This was a man to have and to hold, not to pose for insta anything.

Then, there was only my tee to go. Within seconds, I lay naked on the bed, staring at my fourth naked man. Fourth. I’d gone from one to four in a matter of days. And Jake’s body was broad everywhere, from shoulders to feet, to his absolute machine of a cock.

“You weren’t joking,” I said, reaching for his massive erection.

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