The Club Wife: A Hotwife Fantasy Page 6

  There were chairs in the room but I was paralyzed by my excitement. So I stood and watched Tyrel put his hands on the inside of Kim’s thighs and spread her legs.

  Her legs opening revealed the tender folds of her pussy, glistening with damp. Kim, bashful as she was, couldn’t help but stare as Tyrel dropped to his knees again and leaned forward to kiss her cunt.

  He licked it a few times, then tilted his head and sealed his lips against it. His jaw muscles started moving as he began to work her clit with his tongue.

  Kim’s breasts swelled as she arched her back on the bed. “Oh my God!” she moaned. She put a hand on the back of Tyrel’s head, pulling him closer as her feet flailed in the air.

  It was in that moment that the full weight of what was happening slammed into me like a freight train. Another man, a powerful black man, was kissing Kim’s cunt. His tongue was fucking into her.

  I thought of Kyle and wondered if he’d done the same thing. Thinking of Kim cheating on me twisted my insides but made my cock harder still.

  “You want some of this?” I heard Tyrel ask.

  I looked up to see him undoing his pants and taking them off.

  Kim’s legs were still splayed, her pussy on prominent display. She was holding herself open with her hands.

  I stumbled forward, not sure what I was doing. Dropping to my knees I leaned forward. The sharp smell of Kim’s soaked pussy wafted into my nostrils. I pressed my mouth against her sex and started to lick.

  I mouthed her like a hungry animal. Nonetheless, I couldn’t help but notice that her reaction to my affection wasn’t nearly as animated as it had been to Tyrel’s. I pushed the thought away. We were here to have a good time, after all, and focusing on things like that would only stand in the way.

  I ate her out until my jaw was sore, then pulled off and crawled up the bed. “I love you,” I whispered, kissing her cheek.

  “I love you too, Daniel,” she replied, gazing into my eyes. “That was nice.”

  I gave her one more kiss on the cheek before getting up off the bed. I staggered over to one of the chairs by the wall and sat down just in time to see a naked Tyrel, hard cock in hand, kneel down on the bed between her legs.

  They fell apart for him as he leaned over her. Kim grabbed his ass and pulled him closer, seeming desperate to have him inside herself.

  Tyrel teased her with the tip of his cock, sliding it along her slit, collecting her juice and making himself wet. When he leaned closer and slipped the head of it into her, Kim arched her back again and started pulling on his ass. “Please?” she whimpered.

  She seemed transformed. A normally cautious and reserved Kim seemed like she’d just emerged from the jungle in heat. She had a wild look in her eye and was utterly beholden to her instincts. There was no room in her mind at the moment for a rational thought.

  “Easy does it, baby,” Tyrel cooed. “First time with a black man sometimes hurts.”

  Kim payed no attention. Her eyes danced between his and the sight of his python slithering into her body.

  When he shoved more of his shaft into her pussy, Kim grunted, then moaned.

  “Yeah, see? It’s like that. Bitch you tight!” Tyrel snapped. He fucked her with half his cock for a while.

  Kim writhed beneath him, clawing at his back.

  There was still a part of me that couldn’t believe what I was watching. The worry and slight jealousy had been drowned out by the intense arousal coursing through me. This wasn’t anything like Kim cheating on me. In that situation I’d been powerless and now it felt like I had all the power.

  It had been me who suggested this. It was my idea and Kim had done it. She’d become a slut for Tyrel right in front of me because I’d asked. Nothing in the world felt better than that.

  “Alright, now I got you a little worked up I’m a give you the rest, alright?” Tyrel said.

  “Oh fuck, oh fuck Tyrel, please!” Kim moaned.

  Tyrel reached under her and grabbed her ass with a meaty black paw. He mounted her a little higher, so I had a clear view of his cock plunging into her pussy. His two heavy balls swayed over her ass.

  Tyrel’s hips shot forward, piling the rest of his hard meat into Kim.

  The only thing I could see were her legs kicking beneath him and her fingers as they dug into his elephantine skin.

  Tyrel’s nuts mashed up against Kim as the rest of his cock disappeared inside her sheath.

  A deathly silence fell on the room. When Kim whispered it was nothing more than a hiss of air. “Ho-ly fuck.”

  Tyrel grunted and gave another thrust, driving the last eighth of an inch into her. “Yeah. You see that? That’s what black dick feels like. You like that?”

  Kim answered with a mewled “uh-huh.” She kicked her legs and I could tell she wanted to fuck.

  “Alright, alright,” Tyrel said. He began lifting himself out of her and as he did I watched his mighty phallus, drenched in Kim’s sticky white mucus, emerge from her hot hole.

  He paused with only the tip inside her, then without any warning slammed back down, stuffing his cock into her deepest parts.

  Kim moaned.

  Tyrel grunted and broke into a rough rut. “You feel all that? You like that, don’t you, baby?”

  “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Kim replied in sharp shrieks.

  “You feel that big black dick, yes you do,” Tyrel cooed. He was lying on top of her, his massive body covering her almost entirely. “What if I put a nice black baby in that belly, huh?”

  The words raised the hairs on the back of my neck. This whole thing was crazy enough already but what he’d said took things to the next level. Strangely enough, I found myself even more aroused.

  What was most surprising was that Kim didn’t freak out, start fighting back, telling him to get off. She moaned even more loudly and wrapped her legs around his trunk, hugging him as tightly as she could.

  “Yeah? Is that what you want?” Tyrel said, grunting. “You want some of that black batter, that seed up in your pussy?” The talk was obviously turning him on, too, because he was fucking her much faster and more rough. “White girls like that, huh? Nice black baby daddy!”

  The bed was shaking from his powerful thrusting.

  Kim was holding on for dear life.

  I sat staring, my erection throbbing between my legs, unable to believe how turned on I was by what Tyrel had said.

  Each time his cock pulled out of her her pussy made a filthy slurping sound right before he piled back in. She was so wet that her lubricant was dripping out of her and into her ass hole.

  Tyrel plundered her with his black staff. “Fuck,” he finally grunted, “here comes the nut.”

  “Oh fuck!” Kim moaned.

  Tyrel grunted. Their bodies met and for a moment paused as they both sailed over the tops of their orgasms. Then the whole fleshy tangle exploded back into thrusts and grunts until they’d exhausted themselves.

  Tyrel stayed inside her for a long time before rolling off. When he did, he put an arm on his forehead. “Shit. That was hot,” he said.

  I wanted nothing more than for him to leave. I needed so desperately to fuck Kim right then.

  Tyrel must have noticed my anticipation.

  “Alright. Time for you two to have your moment.” He rolled off the bed, got dressed and made for the door. “I’m just leave this here,” he mumbled. He put a small card on an end table a moment before slipping out.

  As much as I felt the need to couple with Kim, I could not tear my gaze away from the rivulets of milky white seed dribbling from her fleshy crevice.

  She was laying on the bed with her legs still splayed, head to one side, obviously exhausted from the fucking she’d just received. After a long while she lifted herself wearily up onto her elbows and smiled. A lock of hair covered one side of her face. “You just going to sit there?” she asked.

  It wasn’t what she said but rather how she said it that got to me. There wasn’t a hint of worry in her tone, no not
e that maybe she regretted what she’d done, that maybe she was worried about what I thought about it. The weak smile along with her very pointed stare disturbed a very deep part of me.

  Fighting through the waves of anxious lust coursing through me, I stood up, undid my pants and let them fall to the floor. I dropped my underwear and my cock bounced out.

  Kim giggled as she stared at it. “That’s more like it,” she said, her smile turning sultry as she spread her legs in welcome.

  I peeled off my shirt and knelt on the bed but couldn’t stop staring at her pussy.

  “What?” Kim asked.

  I touched her freshly defiled sex. “It’s just…seeing this…another man’s…” I looked up into her eyes. “Inside you,” I whispered.

  Kim bit her lower lip. “You like that? You like seeing his seed dripping out of me?” she teased.

  I was genuinely confused by my reaction. Of all the things I could fixate on, that it would be this that would become my obsession. Kim was on birth control, of course, but I couldn’t stop imagining what might happen if she weren’t. I stared up at her again as I settled between her legs.

  “What is it?” she asked.

  Pressing my cock against her opening I closed my eyes and shoved it into her with a rough thrust.

  Kim moaned.

  Tyrel’s still hot deposit squished around my cock and out of Kim. I felt it oozing down her crack as my balls connected with her ass with a wet slap.

  When I opened my eyes and looked at Kim, it was to find her watching me. She seemed unfazed that I was pumping in and out of her. Just watching me, studying my expression, it seemed like.

  “What?” I whispered, pausing my fuck.

  Kim put on a faint smile. “You like it,” she said. “You like feeling him inside me, don’t you?”

  I had to look away, unable to hold her probing stare as I answered. “Yes.”

  “You’re thinking about what he said, aren’t you? About putting a black baby inside me?” she said quietly.

  My cock hardened inside her and the tickle of an orgasm whispered up my spine. “Oh God,” I moaned.

  Kim’s smile widened. “I felt that,” she said. “You’re so turned on right now.” Staring at me, she clenched her cunt, stroking my cock with a wet and velvety massage. “You want to see my belly get big from Tyrel’s…”

  I interrupted her with a massive moan. A hot gush of sperm shot through the shaft of my cock and splattered inside her.

  “Oh my God,” Kim said with a guffaw. But she continued squeezing me with her pussy, sucking the last drops of my emission into her body until I was done.

  A guilty feeling settled over me after the last waves of pleasure from the orgasm receded. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, still unable to look Kim in the eye. “Do you want me to…” I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye.

  Kim’s eyes widened. “Daniel I’m full of cum,” she said in as matter-of-fact a voice as she could get.

  I glanced down at the space between her legs. I don’t know what was so enticing about it. It was filthy, to be sure, going down on my wife after another man had spilled inside her. But there was something so terrifically erotic about the submission it displayed. “I want to,” I said.

  Kim smiled. “Okay,” she said. “Do it.”

  I began to crawl down her body but Kim grabbed my arm. “Wait!” She put a hand to her crotch and got up on her knees. “Lie down,” she said.

  My cock had already started rising at the prospect of eating her filthy snatch. Her proposal made it swell. I lay down on my back on the bed.

  Kim swung a leg over my chest and settled onto my chest. She was pressing the lips of her pussy shut as she wiggled up and over my mouth. She held herself above me and gazed lovingly into my eyes. “Are you ready? Are you ready for it?” she asked.

  I nodded and opened my mouth.

  Kim released her grip on her pussy lips. A hot blast of air rushed out followed by a gurgling fart as my semen mixed with Tyrel’s spilled out of her and onto my tongue. Kim’s eyes went wide with wonder and what looked like lust as she watched the emission slip over my tongue.

  I gagged at the pungent taste and dank odour.

  Kim touched the side of my head with her hand. “Take it, baby,” she whispered. “Eat it all for me, Daniel.”

  I stared up into her loving eyes and choked back my disgust. She was loving what I was doing and that made it worthwhile. I patiently waited for every last drop to come dripping out of her, letting it form a hot pool in my mouth. When nothing more was left, I closed my mouth and swallowed all the ejaculate that had come from her.

  Kim continued to stare, then started shaking her head. “I can’t believe you did that,” she whispered.

  “Did you like it?” I asked.

  “So fucking hot,” Kim replied. She stared riding me and I pressed my tongue against her clit. The whole time she rode she stared into my eyes. It might have been the most erotic moment we’d ever shared. She came quietly but with a violent shake and after she was done stayed on top of me for a long time.

  She finally got off without a word. We dressed without saying anything and made our way out of the club and home.

  Chapter 9

  When we woke up the next morning it was obvious that something about our relationship had changed.

  Kim rolled over and immediately tucked her hand into my pyjama bottoms and grabbed a hold of my cock. She started to stroke it all the while gazing into my eyes.

  “What are you doing?” I asked. It wasn’t like her to be so sexually aggressive.

  “What does it look like I’m doing? I want to play with my toy,” she said, giving my cock and extra hard yank and smiling. She worked it up to full stiffness, then let go and rolled onto her side of the bed. “Bring me breakfast and I’ll finish the job,” she said with a wink.

  The mischief in her voice and her eyes jolted me awake.

  She kept staring at me, watching my reaction and smiling.

  We’d always had a great relationship, open and honest and fair. We’d come to an understanding about housework and shared it more or less evenly. But with this proposal it seemed that Kim was ready to upend all that.

  “You’re going to start leading me around by my cock?” I asked.

  Kim shrugged. “I’m your slut, remember? You can do whatever it is with me you want.” She yawned and stretched her arms up over her head. “But I am hungry.”

  It was clear that Kim wanted to rearrange the balance of power between us. What wasn’t clear was which way. It seemed innocuous enough, to play along until she figured it out. She’d certainly ratcheted up the sexual tension and I wasn’t going to complain about that.

  I got up, went downstairs and returned a while later with some cheese, apple slices and two mugs of steaming hot coffee. I set them down on the bedside table and started to crawl back into bed to get my “reward.”

  “Wait. Stay there.” Kim sloughed off the covers to reveal she’d stripped when I’d been downstairs. She scuttled over to the edge of the bed and sat up. Her nipples hardened in the cool air of the room. She pulled my cock out from my bathrobe and started to rub. She looked up with a smile. Putting an arm beneath her breasts to form a shelf, she lifted them up.

  I hardened quickly at the sight of her two fleshy tits bouncing and jiggling as she stroked my cock. It was a lewd and thoroughly unromantic hand job and that added to my arousal. Almost as if Kim were performing an obligation, that she really was my little slut to do with what I pleased.

  “Put it in your mouth,” I said.

  Kim glanced up, then swallowed my cock without a moment’s hesitation. She began bouncing back and forth on it.

  Being inside her hot mouth warmed my nuts. As I stared at her fellating me and my mind drifted back to the night before. Images of her crushed beneath Tyrel’s massive black bulk brought me teetering on the brink of an orgasm. I grunted and pulled myself out of her mouth.

  Kim lifted a tit with ea
ch hand, offering them for me to come on.

  Two quick strokes and a plume of white ejaculate splashed out of the head of my cock and landed in a filthy streak across her chest. I groaned as my cock retched another, then a third.

  Kim sat obediently still, only moving to shake her tits for my pleasure as I came.

  I was breathing heavily and holding my cock over her tits. I squeezed and shook the tip sending a few final drops onto her chest. I looked up at her blank, almost vacant expression and pleased smile. She was almost acting as if she were my doll, to be used how I wanted.

  She grabbed the bottom of my bathrobe and was about to start cleaning cum off herself with it.

  “Wait,” I said.

  Kim paused and looked up.

  “I want you to leave it on. Leave it like that while you eat,” I ordered.

  Kim thought about it for a moment then shrugged. She wiggled back up onto the bed and leaned against the headboard without wiping off the cum. Reaching over she grabbed an apple slice and bit into it with a crunch.

  I stood and watched her munch on apples and sip coffee with my ejaculate drying on her chest. “What do you want to do today?” I asked when she’d finished the apples off.

  Kim shrugged again. “I don’t know. I’m your slut, remember?”

  This caused a very potent burst of lust to course through me.

  “What do you want to do?” Kim asked.

  Now the old Daniel, the one from before Kim had fucked another man in front of him, would have ignored the primal urge that was still tugging at his cock. He would have suggested a trip to the market, maybe the movies. Maybe a lazy Saturday reading books.

  But that Daniel was gone. The new Daniel, the one I still had to get to know, did things like ejaculate onto his wife’s tits or tell her to suck his cock.

  A smile had formed on Kim’s lips which led me to believe that Kim knew what I had in mind.

  I stood up, walked across the room and put my hand into my jacket pocket. I pulled out the card Tyrel had left on the table the previous night.

  “What’s that?” Kim asked.