Man, do I ever have a hotwife!
In six weeks’ time, Isla’s slated to fuck multiple men in front of me, judges, and a crowd. She’s a registered contestant in “Pussy of the Year,” which is a bareback contest, so she’s gonna fuck raw cocks and get their cum all over her, including in her pussy. She’s hot as fuck, but apparently the contest devalues physical traits and prioritizes sexual ability. She’ll need to win points in multiple categories, including “sexual creativity.”
Based on the rules of the contest, I came up with several creative ideas, including the use of a countdown timer and spinners.
When I finished explaining how the timer and spinners would kink up our jam (see previous story), Isla was so keyed up that she demanded to go inside for another “practice session.”
We left our dinner scraps on our outdoor table and made a beeline indoors. Our friends, the local opossums and raccoons, could have our spoils.
We’d use our guest bedroom, which rarely saw usage, and we now deemed fit to turn into a sex den. The thought of converting this to a “sex training arena” for the next few weeks added to the moment.
While Isla showered, I arranged the nightstands at strategic locations, put light rings on each stand and mounted our phones to record what we were about to do. This room also has a large-screen television for our guests, but for the room’s new purpose, it would provide porn. I queued up one of our go-to flicks: a relatively recent production with a vague attempt at a storyline and higher-than-usual production value, advanced to a hot group-sex scene and paused, awaiting Isla’s arrival.
A few more ideas crossed my mind, but those would have to wait.
I heard her footsteps down the hall. Isla, with a heavy air of perfect perfume, slowly opened the door, ensconced in her usual terrycloth robe. She scanned my efforts, saying, “I like what you did with the place! Now, quick shower so you can fuck me.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
My shower was insanely fast, but I didn’t miss anything. I never do.
A few minutes later, I marched down the long hall wearing only the towel I used to dry myself, cracked open the door and peeked in.
What I saw got my already eager cock even harder in an instant.
My girl usually likes to go at it under the sheets and wrapped in the warmth of her robe, at least initially. The robe and sheets always come off at some point, but wrangling with robes, sheets and coverings is what I’m accustomed to.
But tonight…no robe, and no damn annoying sheets. Trying to better approximate the conditions of the contest, which would be out in the open, she was on top of the covers, nude and all exposed. Her curly black hair glistened, her chocolate brown skin shone from a fragrant oil she applied, and her tits were already jiggling. Her legs were wide open, and her pussy was already seeing action.
The porn was rolling, and she was intently watching it. When she saw me, she said, “You know I love you, but it’s time to get ready. I’m watching this, thinking about fucking those other men’s new cocks! It’s also turning me on thinking about doing it next to other people fucking, and having others watch.”
I quickly dropped my towel and shot back while stroking my cock, “That’s the hottest thing I’ve heard you say since you told me you wanna enter the contest. Show me what you’ve got, but imagine doing it in front of the crowd.”
Whatever she was thinking about, it seemed to be going well. Her one hand controlled our cock-shaped dildo, which was lubed up and sliding into and out of her pussy. The other guided her large vibrating wand over her pubic mound, and she seemed in a perfect state of self-pleasure.
I strode over by her face and offered my dick’s tip to her lips, which she took greedily, but not before I pressed “play” on both phones video cameras.
RECORDING STARTS:
I ask her, “Did you set the timer?”
She says, “No. Set it when your dick’s skin goes into me. The timer’s for fucking real cocks.”
Minutes seemed like seconds. She sucks my cock, fucking herself silly with the rubber penis. I try to get in her headspace and imagine I was with other women, cunt-fucking them while others watch my dick in action, so I turn my gaze to the porn, but my mind keeps coming back to what she’s training for. Nothing can match that, and the thought of her pussy embracing random men’s raw cocks and making them cum is all I needed.
Then she hits the perfect note that makes me as hard as fucking granite. She says, “I need to practice dirty talk. I need to up my game. Tell me some stuff, and I’ll fill in. Help me practice.” We hadn’t discussed this yet, but I know it was coming. I just want her to initiate it.
But, oh my stars, have I ever been waiting for this! I know we will practice. I know we’d fuck, and I know we’d record it, which is a lingering fantasy that we’d only transiently dabbled in. But perhaps most of all, I’m looking forward to her entering the nasty talk arena with gusto.
I do it often, and she loves it. The words just seem to come to me, and it fuels our passion. To be clear: when I’m talking about nasty talk, I’m talking about raw and dirty words, not loving pillow talk. Sure, we also talk lovingly and sensually, but she’d have to master fucking slut-talk…the kind of thing that would win us points in the contest.
She mostly just listens to my words as her toys buzz and I pleasure her. I always want her to say more, but she says that she always felt inadequate next to me and the raw, nasty words I utter. I don’t press, but I always want her to give it a go. Now she was totally willing.
Eagerly anticipating what’s to come, I kindly ask her, “Baby, do you want me to start if off?”
Isla pulls my cock out of her mouth and says, “Yeah!”
I reply, “Honey, it’s all recorded, so we can see how it works. Just do your best. We have six weeks, so this is a marathon, not a sprint. We can see how it works later when we watch the recordings, but by all means tell us how you like to fuck.”
The idea makes her suck my dick with increased intensity, and I take a few deep breaths in and out, savoring the moment before I start.
I pull my dick out of her mouth and with my right hand command the buzzing dildo lodged in her vagina as my left hand strokes my cock that’s inches away from her open mouth.
Our game begins…
Me: “Woman, how many cocks do you think your hot cunt can make cum in one fuck session”
Her, demurely: “I dunno. Six? That’s what I’ll have to do, right?”
Me: “Aw honey, remember…you’re on stage now, and you gotta up your slut game! Make it all outrageous and over the top. Tell us how your pussy can make ALL the cocks cum. Brag and talk trash! Tell us all how your Puerto Rican cunt can take every cock in the house. And you gotta get used to using the word cunt. It’s raw and makes you sound like you’re in the fuck zone.”
Her: “Yeah, I just need your help to get me ready.
Isla pauses, feeling the rubber penis shifting slowly inside of her as her clitoral air sucker pulls on her sweet button.
Her, slowly and with thought, but looking me in the eye: “You know I can fuck, and not just your cock. You’ve seen me fuck others. You know I can take more cock. I want you to watch my cunt take them. I wanna watch you cum on my tits as my pussy’s fucking new cocks!”
It’s intangible yet so very real. A switch seems to flip, almost immediately as she utters “cunt.” She’s ready to go deep and lusty. I’m there for her.
Me: “That’s my girl! I know you want more cock. Sure, suck on new cock. Feel their balls. But I know your cunt wants to feel those new cocks explore. Saying “pussy” is hot, too. Tell us how you want your pussy to get fucked! You’re in this contest. It’s gonna happen!”
Her: “Fuck yes, I’m going to spread my legs wide and let so many men inside me.”
Me: “Hold fuck, honey, that’s hot, but it’s hot for me. Go more raw. Keep trying. Dominate the conversation. What are you going to say to the first suitor as he approaches you?”
Her: “I don’t know. It’s so hard to imagine. What do you think I should I say?”
At that moment, I slip my penis into her vagina, slowly but steadily, and I don’t stop until my dick’s fully inside her. I reach over and started the countdown timer on my watch.
Me: “What to say? How about…Push that pretty cock into me…let my cunt milk the cum outta your dick! Say it loudly so the judges can hear. Scream it! It’ll probably be loud in there.”
She loves my verbal offering. She also loves my cock inside her pussy.
She demands, panting, “Give me more!”
I hope she’s referring to my dick in her pussy, but know she’s wanting more phrases to bank, so I give her some over my next few slow and steady cock thrusts:
Me: “Oh fuck, I can feel every bit of your cock’s skin sliding in my cunt!”
Me: “How does my pussy feel, wrapped around your dick? Does it make you wanna fucking cream? Give me that cum!”
Me: “Oh yeah, keep that cock flesh in my cunt! I never want it to leave my pussy.”
By this point, I’m sliding my dick into and out of her pelvis and grinding on her clit. She’s moaning. The porn’s in the background…smut forgotten as we got it on. I tell her, “Now you. Watchu gonna say as you cunt fuck these motherfuckers?”
Her, with my dick in her cunt: “Okay, I’ll try.”
Isla closes her eyes for a few moments as her vagina receives my penis. I know what she’s thinking. Eventually, she opens her eyes and says, “Oh yeah, slide your dick in my pussy. Fuck me and feel my cunt. Imma make you cum hard!”
Awesome! I tell her, “Great job, honey! Keep it coming!” She does, slowly but steadily and with increasing confidence.
Her: “Push that dick into me! How does my pussy’s grip feel milking your cock?”
Her: “Now keep your cock deep in my cunt! I wanna feel your balls on my ass.”
And then she totally hits it, saying, “Cum in my pussy while my husband watches. Cream my cunt and make him watch my pussy drip with your cock juice!”
When she says this, I need to pull my penis out of her vagina. It turns me on to such a point that it nearly makes me spill at that moment. But I’ve got experience, know what to do, and we had a long way to go.
Or do we? I grab my watch. Almost fifteen minutes elapsed! Time dilation effect, I suppose. Still, I want to give her more skin and less latex tonight.
Isla’s tickled pink at my reaction, and asks me, knowing the answer, “So, how did I do?”
Me: “You know how you did. Keep going, and let’s do this!”
We rearrange so that she rides me for a bit, continuing the dirty talk as best we can. After a while, we switch to doggy style so we can fuck and watch the porn.
At that point, only five minutes remained.
We fuck with a regular rhythm until the timer beeps, but we don’t stop.
Isla grabs a clitoral stimulator and applies it well, and I start to fuck her savagely. We’re watching the porn and verbally imagining we were the stars, fucking different partners side-by-side.
Less than two minutes into this arrangement, Isla comes to orgasm, and her pussy clamps down on my dick. I’m ready, but not sure where to blast my load. I came inside her yesterday, so tonight I pull out and shoot my cock’s cum all over her pussy and asshole. It’d be one of the potential endpoints of the contest, decided by a spin to the wheel, and I thought it’d be hot to see on the recording.
RECORDING ENDS.
That was our first practice session in our new “training arena.” Isla did great, easily exceeding the thirty minutes. I didn’t do too badly myself. We cleaned up, got ourselves some wine, and straight away watched our performance. We analyzed the fuck scenes and determined how she could better angle herself in all three positions so that the judges and onlookers could get a more hardcore view of dicks exploring her cunt. What we learned:
1. In missionary position, she should angle her pelvis upwards and slightly open her outer vaginal lips with her hands. We would add a very specific pillow dedicated to this purpose to our shopping list. While enjoyable for her to rub her clitoris, it blocks the view of the penis going into and out of her vagina, and should only be done transiently.
2. While riding, she needs to raise her ass more so that those behind could get clear views of her vagina’s lips gripping the penis shaft.
3. While on all fours, she needs to keep her legs spread slightly more to allow clear viewing of the penis entering her vagina.
This was just a start, and the positioning may not be what she’d want to do for her pleasure, but this was about giving a show. Fucking for a crowd.
We both agreed that the dirty talk worked marvelously. She just needs it to flow a bit more naturally, but practice makes perfect.
Before we dozed off, we made a few more plans. I told her that I’d screenshot the images of the suitors’ cocks from the website and plaster the walls with them. She liked that idea.
We also decided to both get Brazilian wax jobs. She’d leave a triangle of ebony hair on her pubis, but would have her lips and all other areas bare. I’d get all mine removed. We’d make an appointment for the coming week and another three days before the contest.
My final idea involved adding more things to our purchase list in addition to the pillow: red, white, and blue body paints and an airbrush for application. Apparently, Endura by European Body Art is the gold standard for durability, and/or research told us that it can easily last for three days. For this, I’d have to practice extensively, as I’ve never done it, but my art skills are strong. I planned to airbrush a large Puerto Rican flag across her tits and stomach.
She fucking loved the idea. Game on!
