Becca Bellamy
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The Cuckold Diary of a Dallas Hotwife - Part 12
🕑 Added 2021-10-12 06:01:11 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
“Have you ever had anal sex?” I asked Savannah as we rode the elevator down to the hotel lobby. We’d just spent the night with our respective dates and we were on our way back home to cuckold husbands. She looked at me with a naughty smile on her face and I said, “No, I didn’t. I think Aaron would have liked to, but I didn’t.”
“Why do you think he would have liked to?” she asked.
“He fucked me from behind this morning,” I explained. “It was right after we’d showered. He bent me over the sink and took me. It was hot, to be honest.”
Savannah laughed. “I think you forgot to answer my question.”
I laughed right along with her. “Right, shit. He kept rubbing his thumb over my asshole as he fucked me. He applied a little bit of pressure a few times and I think I even opened up a little. I don’t know, it was kind of hard to tell.”
The elevator doors opened and we walked through the lobby and Savannah handed the valet her ticket. We’d taken a small risk in driving there together – if anyone we knew had seen us arrive or leave they certainly would have had a few questions – but the valet pulled the car up in just a few minutes and then we were on the road.
“I think almost every guy likes the idea of anal sex,” Savannah said once she was behind the wheel and the doors were closed. “The ones that haven’t had it just want to try something new. The ones that have had it seem to like the idea that a woman would be willing to give up her ass.”
“You didn’t answer my question,” I said.
Savannah laughed. “Yes, I’ve had anal sex. Have you?”
“No,” I replied. “It’s never really appealed to me, to be honest. I tried a bit of finger play by myself when I was younger and I didn’t really enjoy that. Andrew asked a few times when we were first together but I always turned him down. I’ve done the same thing with other guys I’ve played with.”
“So what happened this morning when Aaron did what he did?” Savannah asked.
The fresh memory of being fucked – it had happened only an hour prior – filled my head. I could feel the warm marble of the bathroom counter against my hands as I gripped it to push back against Aaron’s thrusts. I could hear the sound of his pelvis slamming into my ass. I could feel the pleasure of my finger working my clit as Aaron filled me with his impressively thick cock. I could feel his thumb rubbing gently over my asshole. I could feel the surprising thrill of it.
“I think I liked it,” I said. “I certainly moaned like I liked it. Holy shit, I definitely moaned like I liked it. I think he liked it too. I didn’t really make note of it at that time, but I could see Aaron’s face in the mirror as he fucked me and I’m almost certain he absolutely loved that I got louder and a little bit lustier when he played with my asshole.”
“Of course he did,” Savannah said. “Guys love it when it feels like they’re with a naughty woman, or a little bit of a slutty woman if you want to put it that way. I’m sure Aaron absolutely loved the idea that you’re kinky enough, wild enough, naughty enough, slutty enough, whatever enough, to find it kind of thrilling to have him playing with your asshole while he fucked you. I’ll be he was thinking about fucking your ass, too. He didn’t try it, did he?”
“No,” I answered. “He just kept fucking me.” I couldn’t help but smile and get a little bit wet as I thought about my early morning encounter. It was really hot, to be honest.
“I bet he’ll try it next time,” Savannah said. “He wouldn’t mind if you turned him down – he’s not an asshole – but I bet he’ll try.”
“What’s it like?” I asked as Savannah pulled on the highway. “Anal, I mean.”
“I’ve only done it a few times,” she answered, “but in my experience, it depends entirely on my desire to make the guy feel good. If the sex with him has been really hot, if he always gives me really good orgasms, I actually enjoy letting him have my ass. The actual physical experience isn’t anything to write home about, but the overall experience has been downright orgasmic in a few instances. I play with my clit while he takes my ass and I cum hard. I can’t say it would be the same for you, but I’ve had pretty great orgasms during anal sex.”
“Well now I’m kind of curious about it,” I said with a laugh.
“You know who would love it if you let Aaron fuck your asss?” Savannah asked. “Andrew.”
“Really?” I said.
“Absolutely,” Savannah replied. “I guess I can’t speak for every cuckold, but I’m willing to bet that Andrew would go wild to know that you gave another man anal sex while denying him the same pleasure. I think that goes for just about everything, though. If you deny Andrew blowjobs and happily suck other men’s cocks, he’d probably love that. It’s honestly one of the easiest ways to drive Jeff crazy. He cums so hard when I get on my knees in front of him and talk to him about sucking someone else’s cock while denying him the pleasure of my mouth, or giving him just a little tease while I tell him that I happily deepthroated someone else’s dick.”
“You deepthroat?” I asked.
Savannah laughed. “Not well, to be honest. It’s hard and I don’t particularly like the sensation of choking, even if it’s a really nice cock in my mouth. Jeff doesn’t need to know that, though.”
“That’s true, especially if you’re trying to make him feel good. Why not spice up your story a little bit of it means giving him a better orgasm, right?” I said.
“Absolutely,” Savannah replied. “Speaking of which, are you ready to have fun with our cuckolds?”
I smiled. In truth, I’d been looking forward to reuniting with Andrew and Jeff since they’d worshiped us from their knees the night before. “I can’t wait.”
They were waiting for us in Savannah’s living room when we got back. They looked a little bit nervous, like they weren’t exactly sure what to expect.
“Welcome back,” Jeff said.
“How was your night?” Andrew chimed in.
“It wasn’t just the night,” I said we walked into the living room. “It was this morning, too.”
“Aaron bent your wife over the bathroom counter and fucked her from behind after they showered together,” Savannah explained. “He fucked her hard and he played with her tight little asshole while taking her pussy for his pleasure. She came, too. She came hard, Andrew. How does that make you feel?”
The bulge in Andrew’s pants answered her question. He clearly enjoyed the idea that I’d let another man take me from behind while he was at home waiting for me to return.
“And what about you, Savannah? Did you have fun with Gary this morning?” I asked.
Savannah smiled and looked at Jeff. “I certainly did. In fact, I woke him up with my mouth. I couldn’t help myself. I had a naughty dream about him and I just had to show him how much I’d enjoyed dreaming about his dick, so I crawled under the sheets, freed his beautiful cock from his underwear, and sucked him until he was hard as a rock and eager to fuck me.”
“And did…did he fuck you?” Jeff asked.
“He certainly did,” Savannah said. “I got on top first. Then he fucked me from behind and we finished in missionary. He would have fucked me for as long as I wanted, too. He would have fucked your wife until I couldn’t take it anymore, baby. He would have stretched out my tight little pussy for as long as I needed before cumming.”
I stepped behind Savannah and slowly unzipped her dress, revealing the bra and panty set she’d worn the night before (both of us had suffered rips in our stockings during the course of our evening and we’d tossed them before leaving). I kissed her neck as the dress fell to the floor. I looked at our cuckolds sitting on the couch and ran my hands up Savannah’s stomach until I grasped her breasts. She moaned as I found her nipples – where were stiff – and gently teased them.
“Would you boys like to hear about last night?” I asked. “Would you like to hear about the fun your wives had with their dates? Would you like to hear about the naughty things we did for the men that fucked us like our husbands can’t?”
Andrew and Jeff both nodded like puppies eager for their dinner. After a night of wondering about what we were doing with the men we’d given our bodies to, they were utterly enraptured with the idea of hearing our naughty tales.
Savannah stepped behind me and unzipped my dress. It fell to the floor just like it had done the night before, only in that case Aaron and Gary were sitting on the couch in front of us and we intended on fucking an exceptionally pleasurable orgasm out of both them before the night was over.
“They took us out to an insanely expensive dinner at a beautiful restaurant,” Savannah said as she kissed my neck from behind. “We drank champagne, dined on the finest food, and flirted with two exceptionally handsome, successful, powerful men that couldn’t keep their eyes off of us.” Savannah’s hands found my breasts and she played with them, just like she’d done the night before.
I moaned and said, “We teased our men as Aaron drove back to the hotel. I had his cock out the moment he started the car and I stroked him the entire way. I couldn’t help myself, Andrew. I just had to feel the big cock I’d been dreaming about since the last time Aaron fucked me in that hotel.”
“I went down on Gary in the backseat,” Savannah said as one of her hands moved down my stomach and into my panties. “I didn’t want to make him cum, so I kept it slow. I teased his big, beautiful cock with my mouth, baby. I made sure that all he could think about was how badly he wanted to fuck your wife.”
Despite my orgasm earlier that morning, I was soaked with desire by that point. Savannah’s touch was exceptionally skillful, but it was more than that. It was seeing how much Andrew and Jeff were enjoying themselves. It was reliving my memories of the night before.
Savannah pulled her hand from my panties and moved to stand next to me. “We removed each other’s dresses in the hotel room as our men sat and watched. We touched each other for their pleasure. We showed them that we’re willing to have fun with each other if it turns them on.”
I turned to Savannah and smiled. She reached out, grabbed my ass, and pulled me close. We kissed like we’d done the night before. We put on a show, only this time it was for our cuckold husbands. I’m certain they were both thinking of us doing the same thing for Aaron and Gary and I’m doubly certain that notion thrilled them beyond words.
I’ve never really been into women – not in a sexual way, at least – but I like fooling around with Savannah. There’s something so exciting about it, especially when Aaron and Gary are watching. I like turning them on. I like driving them wild. I like being kind of slutty with them, which is probably why I didn’t mind when Aaron nearly fingered my asshole while fucking me.
Savannah reached around and unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts and taking them in her hands to knead my soft flesh with surprising skill. I did the same for her, and just like that we were kissing and fondling each other like a couple of pornstars while our husbands watched.
Savannah looked at me and smiled, just like she’d done the night before. Then she uttered the same words as the night before: “Eat my pussy.”
I smiled and kissed my way down her body like I’d done the night before. I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. I pressed my lips against her pussy and worked her clit with my tongue. She grasped her breasts and moaned. I heard Andrew moan too. He probably hadn’t thought he’d get to see his wife eat pussy that morning.
I didn’t spend long on my knees. It was all just a tease, really. I kissed my way back up her body and our lips met once more. I shared the taste of Savannah’s pussy with her and she went down on me for a little while as I watched Andrew and Jeff.
When Savannah was finished we walked towards our cuckolds. We dropped to our knees in front of them. We reached up and removed their pants and underwear, freeing their cocks like we’d done the night before with the men we’d offered our bodies to.
“We were both on your knees last night,” I said.
“We were on our knees in front of the handsome, powerful, successful men that fucked us last night,” Savannah continued.
I leaned over and kissed Andrew’s thigh. I moved to the other and kissed him again. Savannah did the same. Our husbands moaned in anticipation of a demonstration of what we’d done the night before.
“I sucked Aaron’s cock like a good hotwife does,” I said. “I sucked his cock like he wanted me to. I took him in my mouth and I looked up at him. I looked up at him and I made love to his big cock with my mouth, Andrew. I made him feel so good.”
“I was a good cocksucker for Gary,” Savannah said. “This time I really went for it, too. Not like in the car. This time I wanted him to feel nothing but pleasure. I wanted him to feel like he was the luckiest man in the world because he was in my mouth and soon enough he’d be in my pussy.”
“Do you want me to suck your cock, Andrew?” I asked.
He nodded. “Yes, please.”
“Do you want me to suck your cock, Jeff?” Savannah asked her husband.
Jeff’s voice quivered as he answered, “Yes, please.”
“Do you really think a cuckold deserves to have his cock sucked?” I asked.
“Do you?” Savannah quickly followed up.
“Or do you think a cuckold should beg to worship his wife’s pussy after someone with a bigger, better cock has fucked her?” I asked.
Savannah stood and I joined her. Our cuckolds leaned forward and Andrew reached out and caressed my thighs as he looked up at me.
“I’m sorry for being selfish,” he said. “May I worship your pussy?”
“Another man was inside me an hour ago,” I explained. “Are you sure you want to eat my pussy, Andrew? Are you sure you want to put your tongue where another man’s cock went?”
“I want that more than anything,” Andrew answered.
Jeff slid off the couch and onto his knees in front of Savannah and looked up at her. “Please, darling, let me worship your pussy. I wanted a blowjob, I did, but I know I don’t deserve one. I know a man like Gary deserves one. I know he fucks you better than I do so he deserves to get his cock sucked.”
All of it brought a smile to my face. Our cuckold weren’t being pushed into something they detested. They were being offered the chance to play the roles that suited them best. They were being given the opportunity to travel down a road of intense pleasure and they happily pursued it.
Andrew slid off the couch and joined Jeff on his knees. I put a hand on the back of his head and Savannah did the same for her cuckold. We pulled them between our legs and they worshiped pussy simultaneously.
“I think he’s better with his tongue after someone else has fucked me,” I noted.
“I know,” Savannah replied. “Jeff’s the same way. It’s like his tongue is eagerly searching for any sign that another man has been in his wife’s pussy. He’s a cuckold. He can’t help it. He loves the idea that someone else fucked the pussy he’s licking, just like he loves the idea of eating someone else’s cum out of my cunt. Don’t you darling? You’d love it if I let another man fill me with his load so you could eat it out of me, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Jeff admitted, though I saw him glance Andrew’s way as if he was a little embarrassed to do so.
“Don’t be embarrassed, Jeff,” I said. “Andrew would love the same thing. In fact, he tasted another man’s cum not that long ago. I fed it to him from a used condom. He sucked it off my fingers and he was hard as a rock as he did so.”
Andrew moaned into my pussy but I refused to let go of his head to let him speak. I wanted him to continue worshiping me.
“What a naughty boy,” Savannah commented.
“I made him wear the used condom when he jerked off,” I added. “I think it’s the best orgasm he’s ever had.”
“Would you enjoy that, Jeff? Would you enjoy jerking off with the cum-filled condom of a man that fucked me?” Savannah asked.
“Yes,” Jeff answered. “I’d love that.”
I’m certain that moment helped bond Andrew and Jeff. They’d both admitted something that most men would find utterly humiliating and they’d both owned their desire.
“Stand up, boys,” I said. Savannah smiled at me as Andrew and Jeff stood. I sat on the couch and Savannah did the same. “Strip.” Savannah nodded at Jeff and both of our cuckolds got naked.
“You’re almost the same size,” Savannah noted as she studied their cocks.
“Indeed,” I replied. “Both underwhelming, of course, and somewhat small compared to men that fucked us last night.”
You wouldn’t think such a simple comment could provide an intense thrill for a man, but Andrew and Jeff both groaned. I imagine it was a little bit humiliating to be standing there naked in front of each other and their wives, but I felt kind of powerful.
“You boys deserve to cum,” I said.
“Yes you do,” Savannah added. “We talked about it agreed that you should get to cum on our tits, assuming you’d enjoy that.”
Andrew and Jeff nodded vigorously.
“There’s a catch,” I said. “We’ve decided that you’ll have to clean up your messes when you’re done.”
Unsurprisingly, their enthusiasm waned at the idea of cleaning their cum off our breasts.
“But,” Savannah continued, “there’s a naughty little twist I think you’ll enjoy. Lily and I are going to swap. Andrew, I’m going to jerk you off onto my tits, and Jeff, Lily is going to jerk you off onto her tits. Is that something you boys would be interested in? A little cuckold husband swap?”
Andrew and Jeff looked at each other, smiled, and looked back at us to nod.
“Take your places, boys,” I said.
Jeff stepped in front of me and Andrew in front of Savannah. I scooted to the edge of the couch, arched my back to stick my tits out, and wrapped my fingers around his cock. I used my other hand to play with his balls and looked up at Jeff with a smile.
“Your beautiful wife took on both men last night, Jeff,” I explained. “She took Gary’s cock in her pussy and Aaron’s cock in her mouth while I watched. It was beautiful, Jeff. Your wife couldn’t stop moaning, either. She loved being a dirty little slut for them.”
Jeff’s cock swelled up in my hand. He was getting closer.
“I wasn’t the only one to get spit roasted, Andrew,” Savannah said. She was being honest. I took them both and I fucking loved it. “Your lovely wife was happy to be a dirty little slut too. Aaron took her pussy from behind and Gary fucked her mouth. I was right there. I played with her tits as they fucked her. I discovered that she really likes having her nipples played with and that she doesn’t mind if you get a little rough when she’s really, really turned on.”
“Oh, fuck,” Andrew said. “Fuck, I’m close.”
“Me too,” Jeff added.
I stroked him faster and Savannah did the same. I aimed Jeff’s cock at my tits and the sound of slippery handjobs filled the living room.
Our cuckolds came at almost exactly the same time. Jeff’s warm cum splashed on my breasts as I directed the head of his cock to get a nice coating all over my soft, perky flesh.
Jeff looked down and smiled at his handiwork before glancing at his wife’s breasts. His gaze returned to mine and he moved to fall to his knees.
I smiled and reached out to pull Jeff’s mouth to my breasts. He hesitated for a moment, but he wasn’t a fool. He wasn’t going to back out on what he’d promised to do. He cleaned my breasts like a good cuckold. I looked over to see that Andrew was doing the same thing. Our cuckolds were doing exactly as we wanted, and in doing so they ensured that they’d continue to enjoy naughty adventures with their wives.
I’ll have more for you soon.
