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Hotwifing is the Spice Their Sex Life Needs – Part 11
🕑 Added 2021-10-04 06:00:29 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
“Happy anniversary,” Eric said as he raised his mimosa and smiled at Lucy, who looked stunningly beautiful wrapped in a fluffy white robe.
“Happy anniversary,” she replied with a smile.
They clinked their glasses, sipped their mimosas, and surveyed the breakfast spread laid out before them on the deck of their room at the Ritz Carlton Bacara. They’d booked a weeklong trip to celebrate their 12thanniversary and it had already been two days of bliss.
“Thank you for booking this trip,” Lucy said as she stared out at the incredible ocean view from their top floor room.
“Twelve years is worth celebrating,” Eric replied.
Lucy looked at him and smiled. “It certainly is.”
Eric put his glass down and grabbed a knife to butter the perfectly toasted bread resting on the white porcelain plate that the bellman had delivered to their room just a few minutes ago. “It’s kind of amazing to think of everything that’s happened this year,” Eric said as he stuck his knife into the whipped butter.
Lucy stabbed the yolk of her over easy egg and watched the yellow liquid rush towards the crispy potatoes that rested at the edge of her plate. “You know, you could have told me that all sorts of things would have happened in our marriage over twelve years, but the one thing I never would have believed was that I’d find myself in love with two men at the same time and that my husband would find the whole thing a massive turn on.”
Eric laughed. “Yeah, I don’t think the newlywed version of either of us would have believed that sort of thing was possible. There are times when I still don’t believe it’s possible despite the fact that it’s unfolding in real time.”
Lucy took a bite of egg and potatoes and sipped her mimosa before asking, “It does feel like a dream sometimes.”
They were close enough to the ocean to hear the waves crashing on the beach below the hotel, so Eric was content to sit in silence for a few minutes as they enjoyed their remarkably well-prepared breakfast.
“Do you think about him?” Eric asked as he finished his eggs. “About Levi, I mean?”
Lucy picked up her mimosa, leaned back, and asked, “Can you be more specific?”
“When you’re with me,” Eric said. “Do you think about Levi when we’re together?”
Lucy smiled and sipped her drink. She took her time with it, like she was intentionally drawing it out to tease Eric a little. “I do,” she answered.
She offered no further comment, leaving Eric to probe deeper if he saw fit. It felt like an odd thing to do on their anniversary – the day was supposed to be about celebrating their marriage and their ongoing love for each other, after all – and yet Eric couldn’t seem to resist.
“Does he just pop into your head?” Eric asked.
“Sometimes,” Lucy answered, again offering very little while answering Eric’s question.
“When was the last time you thought about him? Excluding right now, I guess,” Eric asked.
Lucy studied his face for a few moments and said, “I’m happy to talk about this, about Levi, but are you sure you want this? It is our anniversary, after all.”
“If it’s going to make things weird for you, you don’t have to,” Eric said. “I’m not asking because I’m upset or trying to start a fight or anything like that. It’s like I can’t help myself. You’re right that it’s a massive turn on for me, but sometimes it feels like it’s more than that, you know? It feels like it can be this all-encompassing thing, but in a way that I really like. I guess it’s just really exciting. That’s a really strange thing to say to my wife on our anniversary, but it’s true.”
“I thought about him this morning,” Lucy said. “When I woke up. I thought about how when I’m with Levi, I almost always wake up in his arms. I tend to sleep on my side and at some point during the night he ends up right next to me with his arm around me, so when I wake up our bodies are pressed together. Sometimes his arm is across my chest, sometimes it’s across my stomach, and sometimes it’s draped over my breasts. Sometimes his cock is hard and I can feel it pressing into my ass and sometimes he’s soft. I can usually feel his breath against the back of my neck, and if I stir a little and he wakes up, he always kisses my neck. Then his hands will move as if they’re exploring my body for the first time.”
Lucy’s gaze turned towards the ocean and she spread her legs just a little, exposing the soft skin just above her knee. Her hand moved subtly towards her crotch, though she didn’t seem interested in masturbating as much as she seemed to yearn for Levi’s touch. Eric thought about interrupting with a question, but it seemed that Lucy had run off into a bit of a fantasy and he didn’t want to interrupt her.
“His touch always turns me on. Sometimes I wake up wanting him, but even if I don’t, it usually only takes a few moments for my body to come alive with desire. If he’s soft, I’ll grind my backside into his crotch and moan a little and he’ll get hard for me. If he’s already hard, I’ll pull my panties down to my knees, free his cock from his underwear, and guide him inside me. He’ll fill me slowly. Sometimes, all I want is to feel him inside me. When that’s the case, I’ll let him fuck me like that until he cums. Sometimes, I want to cum with him, so I’ll reach down and play with my pussy. Sometimes, I want him to make love to me, so I’ll roll onto my back, welcome him between my legs, and take him inside me once more for missionary that ends with both of us cumming. It happens every time I wake up with him, though. Every single time. Without fail we have sex before getting out of bed. It’s always great sex, too.”
Eric’s robe hid it, but he was hard as a rock. It was as if his body had sent him on a quest for arousal and he’d asked the exact right question to complete his quest.
Lucy turned to him and offered a hazy, beautiful smile. “So that’s what I thought about this morning.”
“On our twelfth anniversary,” Eric said.
Lucy nodded and her fingers drifted between her legs. Eric couldn’t quite see between them, but he knew Lucy wasn’t wearing anything under her robe. He knew her pussy was exposed to the cool morning air of Santa Barbara. Lucy closed her eyes and moaned, signaling that she was masturbating. Eric untied his robe and let it fall open. He wrapped his fingers around his stiff cock and joined his wife.
Lucy looked over at Eric and smiled as she focused on his cock. She put her drink on the table and said, “Push your chair back.”
Eric did as his wife desired and Lucy stood and closed the short distance between them. She untied her robe and it fell open before she straddled him. He took her breasts in his hands and played with her nipples as they kissed while Lucy reached down to guide his cock inside her. Eric moaned into his wife’s mouth as the heat and wetness of her pussy swallowed his stiff flesh.
Lucy arched her back and pressed her breasts into Eric’s face. He licked and sucked on her nipples as she rode him slowly while grinding her clit into his pelvis. Eric grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard, eliciting a louder moan.
“Are you thinking about him?” Eric asked. He knew their anniversary was the wrong time to be asking that question, but he couldn’t help himself. He was just too turned on to ignore the thing that had driven him to that state of arousal.
Lucy sank down on his cock and reached up to hold Eric’s head in her hands. She smiled and said, “Do you want me to think about him, Eric? Do you want me to think about my boyfriend while you’re inside me? Do you want me to think about making love to my boyfriend on our anniversary?”
“Yes,” Eric answered. There was no point in denying his desire. He knew he’d cum harder if Lucy was thinking about Levi, so that’s what Eric wanted.
Lucy smiled and kissed Eric as she resumed riding him. “I almost masturbated when I woke up,” she said. “I was so turned on thinking about Levi. I felt bad because it’s our anniversary, but I wanted to be in bed with my boyfriend. I wanted to feel his body against mine. I wanted to feel his big cock pressing into my ass. I wanted to feel his desire for me, Eric. I wanted to be with him, to feel his lust, to welcome him inside me. I wanted to fuck my boyfriend on our anniversary.”
“Oh, fuck, Lucy,” Eric said as he felt a deep, beautiful kind of love for his wife. She was giving him a beautiful gift on their anniversary. She was talking him right up to the edge of a world class orgasm.
“I’m close, Eric,” she said. “I can’t stop thinking about Levi and I’m so close to cumming. I can’t keep him off my mind. I just keep wishing that his big dick was sliding in and out of my pussy.”
Eric was moments away from an orgasm. He was right about his pleasure, too. It was going to be far better than if he and Lucy had gone the vanilla route of simply making love on their anniversary.
“Lucy…fuck, I’m cumming,” Eric said as his loins tensed up. He erupted in his wife’s pussy a moment later. She leaned forward and pressed her breasts against his face while joining him in climaxing. It thrilled him that they’d cum together and that Lucy had enjoyed a great orgasm, at least based on the way she was moaning.
Eric held her tight and listened to his wife’s heavy breaths as she slowly came down from his climax along with him.
Lucy sat back, smiled brightly, and said, “That was incredible.”
“You were incredible,” Eric replied.
Lucy kissed him. “You were too. You’ve always made me cum, Eric. You have. The sex has always been good. It got a little stale the past few years, but it’s always been good.”
Eric appreciated Lucy’s eagerness to tend to his ego on their anniversary, but it wasn’t necessary. He never felt inferior to Levi. He knew that Lucy’s lust was fueled by a sense of newness, even after six months with her boyfriend. “I love you, Lucy.”
“I love you too,” she replied.
They kissed as his cock slowly went soft inside her. Eric could feel his cum leaking from her pussy, but he felt no desire to disentangle from his wife. He was happy to stay like that for as long as she was willing to sit astride his lap.
“Thank you again for this trip,” Lucy said.
“It’s my pleasure, believe me,” he replied. It really was, and Eric felt certain the pleasure was just getting started.
The grounds of the hotel were largely empty as Eric walked back towards the room with two cups of coffee in his hand. He and Lucy had gotten up with the sunrise to watch the light come over the beach, the ocean, and the hills behind the resort, and it had proved to be a perfect way to start the last day of their anniversary trip. They’d cuddled up under a blanket on the deck and done just a little bit of kissing and touching. Not quite enough to result in sex, but enough to put a bounce in Eric’s step when he headed towards the lobby in search of coffee after the sun had fully come over the hilly horizon.
He waved his key over the lock, pushed the handle down with his elbow, and pushed into the room while ensuring no coffee spilled from the little sipping holes in the plastic tops. Lucy was still on the balcony and still dressed in her fluffy white robe – they’d spent a lot of time in those robes on vacation – but Eric could see that she was on the phone.
“How’s the surf this morning?” she asked as he stepped out onto the balcony and put her cup on the table. She had to be talking to Levi. They’d chatted a few times over the course of the past week, so Eric took no offense. If anything, he found it exciting that his wife couldn’t help but want to talk to her boyfriend while on an anniversary trip with her husband.
“No, I haven’t gone surfing here,” Lucy said. She paused for a moment with her eyes on the ocean. “Yeah, I know they have good waves here, but surfing is something I do with you, you know? It’s something I love doing with you.”
Eric felt a brief, potent form of jealousy as Lucy looked up, smiled at him, and gestured for him to sit. He would have been more than happy to leave her to her conversation with Levi, but he happily accepted her invitation to enjoy the ocean view while she talked with him.
“Do you miss me?” Lucy asked.
Eric marveled at the way a simple question like that could thrill him. The fact that she was asking the question of her boyfriend while celebrating her twelfth wedding anniversary certainly made it far more potent.
Lucy smiled, indicating that Levi had offered an answer she enjoyed. “Of course I miss you,” she said. “I think about you every day.”
Eric shifted in his seat as his cock came to life. He was a little surprised at just how arousing he found Lucy’s half of the conversation.
“What do I think about?” Lucy asked as she turned and looked at Eric. She paused for a moment, seemingly giving him a chance to signal that she end the conversation or to walk away if he didn’t want to hear it. Eric didn’t take the opportunity, though. He remained right where he was. He wanted to hear what Lucy had to say.
She smiled, turned her gaze towards the ocean once more, and said, “Well, right now I’m sitting on the deck of our room and it has the most incredible ocean view. Right after sunrise, when Eric left to get us coffee, I couldn’t help but wish that you were here with me. I thought about watching the sunrise wrapped in your strong arms. I thought about how much I wanted to feel your stubble against my neck as you kissed me. I thought about how much I wanted to feel your hands moving over my body as we both surrendered to the kind of desire we can’t seem to help but feel when we’re together.”
Lucy didn’t look back towards Eric, but he couldn’t help but wonder if she was offering him yet another treat. Surely she knew that listening to her talk to Levi like that would turn him on.
“I had some other thoughts, too,” Lucy said. “Thoughts that maybe I shouldn’t share with a man that’s standing on a beach in a wetsuit.”
Eric desperately wanted to hear his wife share those thoughts. He wanted her to tell Levi about the things she wanted to do with him on the deck of their hotel room. He wanted to listen and surrender to the intense desire that would explode from between his legs as his wife shared her lust for another man.
“Yeah? Are you sure?” Lucy said. She looked back at Eric and flashed a naughty smile before parting her legs, moving her robe out of the way, and letting a hand fall between her thighs. “I thought about sliding out of your arms and falling to my knees in front of you. I thought about opening the robe you’d be wearing and taking your big, beautiful cock in my mouth. I thought about sucking your cock until you were moaning for me.”
Eric knew Lucy wasn’t lying. He knew her mind had wandered to thoughts of her boyfriend while he was retrieving coffee from the lobby. That’s what thrilled him so much. That’s why he was so hard. Eric considered masturbating. He considered waiting until Lucy was finished talking to Levi and hoping that she would take care of him. He rejected those ideas in favor of something that struck him as far more pleasurable in the moment.
Eric got up, walked around the table, and dropped to his knees in front of Lucy. She looked down at him, smiled, and pulled her fingers from her pussy. She spread her legs wider and he dropped his head down and went to work on her clit. Lucy moaned and put a hand on the back of his head.
“Yes, I’m playing with my pussy,” Lucy said. “I can’t help it, Levi. I get so turned on when I think about you. I’m thinking about it again. It’s like I can feel your cock in my mouth. It’s like I can feel you caressing my hair as I suck your beautiful dick. It’s like I can feel the head throb in my mouth as I swirl my tongue around it.”
Eric slipped two fingers into his wife’s pussy and continued to work her clit with his tongue. He looked up to see her eyes closed and her mouth open as she tilted her head back.
“No, we’d have plenty of time for sex if you were here with me,” Lucy said. “I’d want you to cum in my mouth, Levi. I’d want to concentrate on your pleasure. That’s what I thought about. I thought about making you cum in my mouth and swallowing your cum. I thought about swallowing my boyfriend’s cum on the deck of this beautiful hotel room. I thought about swallowing your cum while you watched the waves crashing on the beach.”
Eric couldn’t help but note that he hadn’t cum in Lucy’s mouth during their trip. She’d gone down on him a few times during foreplay, but she hadn’t seen fit to concentrate only on his pleasure. That brought about a little bit of jealousy, but it fueled his desire, too. Of course it did. Almost everything regarding Lucy and Levi fueled his desire.
“Oh, Levi, I’m cumming!” Lucy cried out. “Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming!”
Lucy’s fingers entwined in Eric’s hair and she took a tight grip as he licked her right through her climax. Only when she released her grasp did he pull away. He looked up to see a joyful smile on his wife’s face before she caressed his cheek and leaned forward to offer him a soft kiss.
“I got you hard?” Lucy said with a smile. “I like that. We’re coming home today. I’d like to see you tonight. Maybe I can do what I fantasized about doing this morning? Would that make you happy, Levi?”
Eric knew there was only one answer to that question.
“Good. Think of me today, Levi. Think of me all day,” Lucy said. “I’ll come right to your place as soon as we get home. I’ll make you feel good. I promise.”
Levi said something that made Lucy smile brightly. “I love you too,” she said. “I’ll see you later today.”
She hung up, put her phone on the table, and promptly stood up. “Sit,” Lucy said. “I’m going to suck your cock and make you cum in my mouth.”
Eric stood, took his pants off, and sat. Lisa fell to her knees, took his stiff cock in her mouth, and went to work. It seemed that there were many benefits to his wife being in love with another man.
