Becca Bellamy
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Birth of a Hotwife - Part 10
🕑 Added 2025-01-23 06:29:06 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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"You look so beautiful, Nat."
Russell uttered those words as I emerged from the bedroom in the dress he'd bought me for my date with Cole. It was a deceptively simple little black dress, but it was the way it hugged my body that would draw stares. It certainly did wonders for my breasts, pushing them up and together in a manner that would have Cole working hard not to openly ogle me, though I don't mind when Cole stares.
"You look so beautiful, Nat."
That was Cole when I opened the door - he picked me up at our home - and he uttered those words while his eyes roamed over my body in a manner that turned me on.
I stepped out of the house and into his arms. We shared a kiss. The kind of kiss you share with your bull, and really only when that bull has fucked you with exceptional skill. It was the kind of kiss you probably shouldn't share with another man when your neighbors might see, but I was so overcome with desire for Cole that I didn't think about anything other than kissing him.
"You're so fucking hot, Nat."
That's what Cole said after the kiss. That's what he said with arousal flooding his body, at least based on the erection I felt pressing into me as we kissed. He wanted me. He craved me. The dress certainly helped, which was the whole point of it.
Cole took my hand and I turned to wave goodbye to Russell. "We'll be back in a little while. Please make sure the bedroom is ready for our arrival."
I blew my husband a kiss and Cole led me to the passenger side of his car, pulled me into his arms for another kiss, and opened the door for me. Russell shut the door and presumably got to work making sure the house was nice and neat for when Cole and I returned. I like the idea of him having a bit of cuckold business to take care of and I was fairly certain he'd find it arousing - and perhaps a bit angst-inducing - to prepare the bedroom for me and Cole to spend the night.
"Are you certain about me spending the night?" Cole asked as he backed out of the driveway.
"Absolutely. Russell's excited, though it's okay if you're not entirely comfortable with it."
He looked at me and smiled. "To be honest, the idea of fucking you in the bed you share with your husband is insanely hot to me, as is spending the night and fucking you the next morning, hopefully."
"Good, because I might be even more excited than you are."
He put the car in drive and headed for the restaurant. We spent the drive talking - about his job, my job, etc - but I was distracted by a desire to have him in my mouth. I get that way with Cole. There's something about the kind of man he is. About how strong he is. About how handsome he is. About how desirable he is. It makes me want to pleasure him, to show him that I'm the kind of woman worth dedicating energy to. I'm well aware that men like having their cock sucked, and that a woman that's willing to give blowjobs is the kind that remains in a man's memory for a long time.
I didn't suck his cock on the drive to the restaurant. I did give it a few strokes when at red lights, though, and merely touching his gorgeous dick was enough to leave me wet for it, which is really something.
We took our time with the meal. We ordered drinks and appetizers and entrees and dessert. We were there for nearly three hours. We sat on the same side of the booth, too. I don't normally do that, but I wanted to be close to Cole. I wanted to be able to kiss him. I wanted to feel his hand on my leg. I wanted to be able to breathe him in.
We walked hand-in-hand to the valet stand and I caught the young man glancing at my breasts. I wasn't annoyed, though. They looked exquisite. So did my ass - thanks in part to the four inch heels I'd chosen - but he couldn't see my ass.
Cole put his hand on my backside as we waited for the car. He gave it a good squeeze. I turned and stepped into his arms. We kissed - made out, really - until the car pulled up. He was hard - I could feel it pressing into me - but he must have been wearing tight enough underwear not to create a scandalous bulge as he walked me to the car.
I did suck his dick on the drive home. I couldn't resist. I texted Russell that we were on our way and the moment we pulled out of the parking lot I leaned over and unzipped Cole's pants. His gorgeous dick was in my mouth soon after.
You know what's fascinating? I fucking loved it when he put his hand on the back of my head. That's not the kind of thing I typically like, but with a man like Cole it felt good. He didn't apply much pressure, but there was a gentle bit of guidance and he absolutely dictated the pace at which I sucked his cock. I was soaked - and I mean soaked - by the time he pulled into the driveway.
"I'm so fucking turned on," I said as my head popped up from his lap.
"Me too, though I just got a fantastic blowjob from a beautiful woman, so it's not surprising that I'm out of my mind with desire."
I kissed him deeply. I stroked his dick a little, too. I damn near dropped my head into his lap and sucked him off, but I wanted his first orgasm to happen while he was inside me.
"Let's go inside."
I tucked Cole's cock back into his pants and we made our way into the house. Russell was waiting in the living room and he looked nervous. That wasn't a huge surprise. He'd watched before, but this was different. I was going to get fucked by another man in the bed I shared with my husband.
"Russell, baby, would you open a bottle of wine and pour all three of us a glass?" I asked.
He did so as Cole and I sat on the couch. He put his arm around me and I smiled and kissed his neck. It felt good to be so close to him. It made me want him even more than I already did.
Russell returned with two glasses of wine and handed them off to us. I thanked him and noted the gentle look of discomfort on his face before he turned and walked back to the kitchen. Another man had his arm around me in our living room, so of course Russell felt a bit uncomfortable.
Eventually he returned with the third glass of wine and took a seat in the armchair positioned across from the couch. Something about it felt right. I was on the couch with my bull's arm around me and Russell was seated alone with his eyes fixed on both of us.
"Are you excited about tonight, Russell?" I asked after a bit of small talk.
He nodded.
"You like being a cuckold, don't you?"
"Yes, I do," he admitted.
"And you like that Cole is going to spend the night in our bed, don't you?"
Russell nodded.
"And that he's going to fuck me in our bed?"
"Yes. It...it turns me on."
I sipped my wine and caressed Cole's leg. I did so until my fingers found his cock. I stroked him a little and he got hard, just as I'd hoped he would.
"I sucked his dick in the car," I said. "The whole drive home, actually. I had my bull's big, beautiful cock in my mouth for the whole drive home and you wouldn't believe how wet it made my pussy, Russell."
He sipped his wine while staring at me. He shifted a little in the armchair, too, doing so in a manner that made me think his cock had begun to grow with excitement.
"I think you should come over here, Russell, and feel how wet my pussy is."
"Really?"
I nodded and turned to Cole. "Would you mind pulling up my dress so my husband can discover how wet my pussy is for you?"
Cole was more than happy to do so. He offered up a bright smile and then reached over and worked the bottom of my tight dress up to my hips, leaving my smooth thighs and lace panties exposed. Russell stood, set his wine glass on the coffee table, and came over to fall to his knees in front of me.
"Use your fingers," I said.
He ran his fingers up my thighs and pressed them against my panties. I moaned softly and watched as he pulled my underwear aside and gently inserted a finger, probing as deep as he could and no doubt experiencing the immense wetness.
"You're soaked," Russell said.
"For him. I'm soaked for him."
Cole leaned over and kissed my neck. His hand moved to my stomach and then slowly traveled towards my breasts. He grasped one of them through the dress and I closed my eyes and moaned as Russell began to finger my wet pussy. It was an exquisite moment where two of the most important men in my life were completely focused on me.
I turned my head and kissed Cole. Our tongues indulged in a passionate battle as I moaned into his mouth. Russell leaned forward and kissed my legs. His lips made their way to my pussy and his tongue pushed inside me before he began to gently work my clit. I put a hand on his head and pulled him closer. I felt my pussy lips open around his face. I moaned at the idea of rubbing my wetness all over him while kissing the man that would fuck me in our marital bed that night.
The work of both men quickly got me to a place where I needed to get fucked and I said so. Russell backed away and Cole stood. He helped me to my feet and unzipped my dress right there in the living room. He worked it over my hips and he took the wine glass from my hand, set it on the coffee table, and instructed me to lead him to the bedroom.
I did so with an exaggerated sway in my hips. I looked over my shoulder a few times, too, each time smiling with delight as I saw the lust in Cole's eyes. My bull wanted me. He craved me. He needed me. His dick was hard for me.
He caught up to me and kissed my neck from behind as we entered the bedroom. He grasped my breasts through the lace bra and squeezed hard enough to make me feel his strength and desire. I moaned and turned my head. My lips found his and our tongues entwined in a beautiful, erotic dance.
I spun around in his grasp and saw Russell standing in the doorway.
"Get naked, cuckold," I instructed. "I think you should watch from your knees."
Russell began to strip as I turned my attention to Cole. He took his shirt off while I handled his pants. It wasn't long before he was naked and I was on my knees in front of him.
I took him in my mouth. I looked up at him - at my gorgeous, muscular, naked bull - and showed my appreciation for his cock by worshiping it with my mouth. I held his gaze as much as I could - a man loves it when a woman looks up at him as she's pleasuring his cock - and he filled our bedroom with moans of pleasure. He put a hand on the back of my head at a few points during the blowjob and each time it felt good. I like his guidance. I like when he guides me in how to best pleasure him. It never fails to make me wetter.
When I finally released his cock from my mouth, I turned to see Russell on his knees just a few feet away. His dick was hard and he had a look of absolute wonder and lust on his face.
I crawled towards him and we kissed. My tongue went deep into his mouth. I'm sure he couldn't actually taste Cole's cock - it doesn’t taste of much of anything - but the idea that I was sharing the taste of another man's cock with him was a massive turn on. Russell moaned and I gave his dick a few strokes so I imagine he enjoyed it.
After the kiss I stood and took off my panties and bra. I crawled into the bed I share with my husband. I rolled onto my back and looked at my bull. I played with my tits and rubbed my pussy as Cole stroked his cock, which was slick with my saliva.
"There are condoms in the drawer," I said while gesturing to the nightstand. "Russell bought them for us a few days ago."
"He's a good cuckold," Cole replied with a smile.
"Yes, he is, and now he gets to experience the reward of watching another man fuck his wife in our marital bed."
Cole's dick jumped at that. He liked the idea of fucking me in the bed I share with Russell. I liked it too. I fucking loved it.
I watched Cole put a condom on his gorgeous cock. I smiled as he crawled into the bed. We kissed and I grabbed his dick to guide it inside me. I couldn't wait any longer. I had to have him in my pussy. I had to give myself to him. I had to let him take my pussy and fuck it hard in my marital bed.
Cole slid into me with ease. I was so wet that I didn't need the usual handful of thrusts to get used to his size. I was ready to be fucked and fucked hard.
He delivered. He fucked me so good. Every thrust was pure bliss. Every time he bottomed out inside me it was like fireworks went off in my body as my pussy stretched and my sensitive clit was bombarded with pleasure.
I was turned on from head to toe in that rare kind of way that only happens when everything is perfect. This was one of those cases. I had a gorgeous, insanely fit man on top of me. My husband was on his knees and watching with his hard dick in his hand. I was getting fucked in my marital bed by a man I wasn't married to. It was kinky and beautiful and sexy and perfect in every way.
I came in less than a minute. I wrapped myself around Cole and relished the feeling of his muscular body on top of mine. I came so fucking hard I saw stars.
Then I spread my legs and told him to keep fucking me. He did so without hesitation and fucked me to another orgasm, this one just a handful of minutes later.
I needed a short break after that one. Cole pulled out and rolled onto his back. I took his cock in my hand and stroked him while looking at Russell, who was watching intently from the floor.
"Russell, baby, why don't you come put your tongue in my pussy for a little bit."
He moved to the foot of the bed and crawled between my legs. He put his tongue inside me as I kissed Cole and stroked his dick.
"You fuck me so good, Cole. You fuck me so hard and so deep. You fuck me so much better than my cuckold husband."
I felt Cole's dick throb in my hand. It turned him on to hear that he was better than Russell. Of course it did. What man wouldn't be turned on by that sort of thing?
"I want to ride your cock, baby," I whispered. "I want to ride your cock and make you cum so fucking hard while my husband watches."
Russell backed out of the bed and I straddled my bull. I took his dick inside me and looked over my shoulder to see my husband watching from the foot of the bed.
"Does his cock look good inside me?"
"It's so fucking hot, Nat."
"No cumming while you watch," I reminded him.
He nodded and I turned my attention back to Cole. I took him for a ride. For a long, slow ride. I put on a show, really. I kissed him. I leaned back. I played with my tits while bouncing on his cock. I ground my hips back and forth. I had him play with my tits. I kissed him again. I leaned forward enough that he could suck on my tits. It was so fucking hot.
We ended up cumming together. I wasn't expecting to get off a third time, honestly, but when I saw the look on Cole's face as he came I felt such intense pleasure that I had a third orgasm.
I loved, loved, loved the idea that he was cumming while inside me as my husband watched, that he was cumming while inside me while we were fucking in my marital bed. It was the thing that drove the intense pleasure that night, that drove the best orgasms I'd ever had.
Afterwards, I climbed off his cock and removed the condom. I extended my hand and Russell took it from me. He turned to head for the bathroom but I stopped him.
"Don't throw that away," I said. "Wait for me in the bathroom."
He nodded and walked into the bathroom. He shut the door and I rested my head on Cole's chest.
"You're incredible," I said. "Like no man I've ever been with. You fuck me so good, Cole."
"You're like no woman I've ever been with, Nat. I swear I cum harder with you than I've ever cum before. There's really something to this whole cuckolding thing."
I lifted my head. "Yeah? You like being my bull? You like cuckolding my husband? You like showing him that you fuck me better than he does?"
Cole nodded. "I love it and I want to keep doing it. And, for what it's worth, I really like doing it in your home. There's something so hot about that."
I kissed him. "I think we should both get tested. I think it would be way hotter if you started cumming inside me."
He groaned. "Fuck, that would be amazing."
"I know, right?"
We kissed. Deeply, this time. I played with his dick and balls a little. I briefly considered trying to get him hard again and fucking him while Russell waited in the bathroom. There would be plenty of time for more sex, though.
Instead, I gave Cole another kiss and then crawled out of the bed and headed for my husband.
"Hey, baby," I said as I stepped into the bathroom, closed the door, and leaned against it. "Did you enjoy watching?"
"I loved it."
I walked towards him and took the condom. I slipped it onto his stiff cock and stepped behind him. I reached around and kissed the back of his neck while slowly stroking my husband with another man's used condom around his dick.
"I was just talking to Cole," I whispered. "We decided that we're going to start having unprotected sex, that he's going to start cumming in my pussy as soon as we both get tested."
Russell groaned and I stroked him faster.
"I haven't told him this yet, but I've also decided that you'll be wearing condoms from now on when you fuck me. Cole is the only one that's going to cum in my pussy, in your wife's pussy. You're no longer allowed that pleasure."
Russell came and he came really fucking hard, at least based on the way he was grunting and groaning and how his body was damn near trembling. It felt so fucking good to get him off like that.
I released his cock, stepped to the side, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Did you enjoy that?"
He nodded as he gripped the edge of the counter.
"Clean yourself up," I said softy. "Then excuse yourself from the bedroom. I'll call you back if I want you to watch again, but I think Cole and I are going to spend some time alone now. If you hear us fucking you're allowed to masturbate. You're even allowed to cum. You aren't allowed to enter the bedroom again unless I give you permission, though. Do you understand?"
He nodded, though I could see that in his post-orgasmic state he wasn't nearly as excited as he'd been before. Of course he wasn't, though.
"Kiss me."
Russell turned his head and we shared a long, deep, beautiful kiss.
"I love you, Russell."
"I love you too, Nat. I love you madly."
I smiled, caressed his face, and left the bathroom. I crawled into the bed and curled up with Cole.
We were kissing when Russell came out of the bathroom. I glanced his way, but that was all he got. Just a glance. My attention was focused on my bull. Cole would be inside me soon after Russell left. He'd remain inside me for quite some time as we went slowly. I'd cum twice more before he climaxed.
We fucked again before falling asleep and again the next morning. I let Russell watch the morning sex and he then offered to make us breakfast.
All told, it was a perfect date night and a perfect morning after.
Things got even more exciting after that, especially once we started having unprotected sex. I'll share more about that next time.
