The hotel room door clicked shut as our guest went on his way, slipping out in the dead of night to make his way home. So that was that… it had now happened. After so long just talking about it, my wife had finally plucked up the courage to approach a stranger to share our bed, after she caught sight of him from across the hotel lounge bar.
But I was a bit puzzled. What exactly had been so different about him rather than the other guys who had come onto her while we were on holiday? Why hadn’t she picked up one of them? Maybe she noticed something in his pants that had attracted her from the outset? It made no difference. I don’t think he hesitated a moment, and almost leapt off his seat after she had put the proposition to him. He’s obviously a local; tall and tanned, darkly attractive. Maybe he’s done this before… but we’ll not see him again to ask him the question. You know, I don’t think he even told us his name.
“How are you honey?” I asked quietly, stepping out onto the verandah to see her lying back on the seat, hot with sweat and smelling of sex.
“I know we didn’t plan for this tonight,” she answered, “…but I just couldn’t help it, baby. To be honest, once we’d started, I didn’t want it to stop. I’ve never been filled or fucked so completely before!”
A slight sting of jealously appeared for a moment, and then almost as quickly was gone. I looked down at my wife as she reached out for my hardening cock, taking it between her fingers and squeezing it hard as I watched her pussy seeping with his juices in front of me. A serene smile slowly appeared across her face.
“You realise this will now change everything for us?” she said softly.
I nodded, and suddenly I realised that it was true. I could see from the look in her eyes that our lives would never be quite the same again.
“Before we go in there, darling, we need to choose a safe word.” I watched in awe as she licked her lips in anticipation. “I already have a safe phrase, fuck me – harder!” #amwriting #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters #threesome #hotwife #menage
“Am I ready for this?,” she thought to herself, knowing that her two lovers were waiting for her patiently in the next room. She moaned softly, her nipples rising, her body aching with desire.
“You do know there will be no turning back?” her husband asked, smiling kindly towards her as he reached for the door handle. This had been her choice, her desire, her dream; and he had agreed to her wishes. Would many other men do the same if they had been asked to do so? She wasn’t at all sure of this, but she felt lucky that he was supporting her with her wishes.
Right at that moment, she felt that she loved him more than she had ever done in the past. And at once, she knew that she had all the answers she needed, and was indeed ready to face the night ahead… #erotica #amwritingerotica #amwriting #menage #threesome #hotwife
“Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, it’s going to be your first night away on your own… are you sure you’re ready?” Karen smiled… a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she lined up the camera for her ‘before’ shot. “Yes. It’s going to be an interesting night. I’ll make sure I send you another photo in the morning when they’re finished with me.” #amwriting #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters #threesome #hotwife #menage
There is really nothing like it… Starting him off slowly, to help him feel the burn. The others have gone now, slipping out into the night, just as they had come. It is only us now. Exactly the way I like it.
He touches me gently. So tenderly. As if he might break me. The sweat runs off my skin. Small moist rivulets, slipping off my stomach, to drip down my mound and pool in his mouth. The salty stream spurs him on, making him need to pleasure me more. And then perhaps, take a reward.
But that can wait. My decision has not yet been made.
I hear his tongue stroking my cunt. Lapping at my wetness, drawing it into his mouth. Drinking it in deep, every drop. He takes in their juices too. I push, I squeeze. I force their ejaculate from me and shiver… when I hear him moan as he takes it between his lips. Tasting it, devouring it. I smile to myself, for I know that he deserves it all.
I suddenly realise I’ve made my choice.
I’ll not let him have me. There will be no climax or finish for him tonight. Just his tongue; urgently pleasuring me. In the way he is doing now. Keeping to our plan, this will be his ultimate shame. Without warning my orgasm hit me, hard and fast.
Afterwards, spent and drifting as if in a fog, I kiss him and taste our passion on his lips. He smiles and closes his eyes, slipping off to dream. Maybe I’ll let him finish in me next time. Just maybe… we’ll have to see…
By the look in her eyes I could tell that Janet was enjoying this encounter. The stranger we’d only just met in the bar was filling her so completely, with each thrust into her body taking her breath away. I leaned back into my chair, enjoying the sight of my wife being pleasured in such a way, patiently waiting my turn. “Are you liking that baby?” I asked, teasing her by slowly unzipping the front of my jeans. “You know I fucking do. Now get over here and fuck my mouth… it might be all you’re going to get tonight!” #erotica #amwritingerotica #eroticawriters #hotwife
“You do realise you want it as well?” I could feel his body burning with desire. There was nothing I could do. I wanted him to do it right at that moment, even though my husband had told us we couldn’t. “Oh fuck it… kiss me you bastard, kiss me!!” #eroticawriters #amwriting
I felt lost to the sensations Leon was generating within me. He filled me completely; my slit was stretched to bursting. I was loving every moment of being fucked so perfectly. I knew that Sal and Doug were patiently waiting their turn, but my thoughts now were with Philip… sitting in the corner, tied to a chair, watching his wife getting fucked by these gorgeous men!