I have learned a lot about myself from ‘hotwifing,’ and I have the most magnificent husband ever. He is open, honest, understanding, and willing to explore and extend his boundaries. He can work through discomfort, jealousy, and self-doubt to get to the good stuff. He trusts me to make decisions on who, where, and when to enjoy sex with another man. He loves to watch me be sexually intimate with another man and still feel secure in his own manhood and our relationship. He knows my love is only for him, and that only him is who I want to be with in the long run.

Case in point, Jack and I were out, shooting pool and getting drunk one night at our favorite sports bar. I was being very flirty and overtly sexual. I was wearing a very short mini skirt that barely hid my panty-less ass and pussy, and a very deep-plunging top. My braless top was revealing, and my cleavage was fully on display.

When I bent over or sat with my legs crossed, I wanted all the men to get a glimpse of my hot pussy. As it turned out, a few did. As we were playing, the hot guys at the next table seemed unable to look away from me and my lewd display. They kept whispering to each other while eyeing me up and down. That in itself was a big turn-on for me.

Every so often, I’d meet one of their gazes and our eyes would lock just for an instant. But in that instant, so much was being said about our secret sexual desires.

My bedroom eyes and dirty little smile were signaling, “We’re game! I’m available. I want to fuck both you boys while my husband helps out.”

They seemed to get my message, and I knew they were thinking all sorts of nasty thoughts about me too. That made me so wet, I thought my juices might actually be running down my legs. I could not wait to get these two somewhere private and see how good they would be at satisfying the naughty fantasies I was having of them in my head.

Jack noticed all the silent banter and flirtations going on between me and those two studs, and he threw a few glances of his own at them, his smile letting them know he was okay with it.

Finally, I could not wait any longer. I wanted something to start happening. I decided to go to the ladies’ room, but before I walked away, I winked at one of the men and gave him a come-hither smile. Sure enough, he followed me to the restroom.

The cozy lounge had a single toilet and a lock on the door, so we didn’t have to worry about other people coming in while we were using it. As soon as I walked in, there was a knock on the door. Knowing it was him on the other side caused my heart to fill with lust. I opened the door to let him inside.

I stepped back and said, “Lock it.”

He said nothing, locked the door, then pushed me up against the wall and roughly kissed me. There were a few words uttered during our kiss, but a couple of phrases about me driving him crazy and how much he and his friend both wanted me escaped his lips in between his groping me.

He pinned my hands up over my head and held them above me with one hand, first pulling my hair slightly, then using his other hand, running it down to my breasts where he lingered a little over each nipple, pinching them through my top and squeezing my mounds.

His hand moved from my breasts, down to the bottom of my skirt, reaching for the bare skin of my thigh, and started up my leg. All this time, our lips meshed in a deep kiss, tonguing each other’s mouths. My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, and my breathing deepened with anticipation of where his hand was leading.

When he came to my bare pussy, he covered it with his hand, and we both let out a moan against each other’s mouths. He pushed up against me and slid one finger in and out of my wet pussy. I was so wet and slick, his finger slipped inside and out smoothly, like velvet. He continued to finger my pussy while we kissed.

When he finally released my hands, I forcefully grabbed his cock through his jeans and rubbed my palm hard against it. He let out another moan and kissed me even more intensely. Finally, I told him we should save the rest for later. He stood back and looked at me.

“Seriously?” he asked.

“I wouldn’t lie to you. I want this more than you can imagine,” I replied.

We walked out of the restroom. I was so hot and flushed I could barely walk. And there was no way he could hide the bulge stretching his jeans.

When I got back to our table, I told Jack that it was on.

“Do you want to get a room at the Sunset?” Jack asked.

“It’s our best option,” I answered.

The “Sunset” is a cheap motel a mile or so outside of town, with rooms to rent by the hour. It is where some prostitutes take their clients. The manager knows my husband, since we’ve been there a few times for the same reasons we were going there tonight.

Jack approached the two men, and he talked to them about following us to the motel. Minutes later, we were walking out the door, and they were right behind us. They hopped in their car and followed us to the motel. Jack went into the office and paid for a full night since we didn’t know how long we would be there.

He came back with the room key. We got together in the parking lot and finally made a brief introduction. Their names were Rick and Joe. They were both construction workers. They seemed nice enough. They asked a little about our lifestyle, and we were happy to share, which seemed to satisfy their curiosity. We laid out a few ground rules, and then headed for the room.

They were still in shock at their good fortune and didn’t know exactly how to proceed. Jack and I decided to get things started. So, we started kissing, and in the process, Jack pulled my top up over my head, exposing my braless tits immediately to our new friends, and started licking them.

At this point, the guys started to loosen up, saying nice things about my tits. I noticed the bulges in their jeans, and I suggested they whip their members out for my examination. They commenced to do so, exposing a pair of fabulously delicious-looking cocks, both already very hard, long, and thick. I could hardly wait to get fully acquainted with them.

Jack saw my reaction, and he knew I wanted to get right down to it. I decided it was time for my husband’s cock to come out and play also, so I pulled his pants down to his ankles, where he was able to step out of them, along with his shoes and shorts. Jack had a throbbing boner due to his wife’s slutty indulgence. I knew Jack loved watching me get fucked by two cocks, and his member couldn’t hide his extreme excitement.

“Are you ready to watch me do my thing with these two guys?” I asked my husband.

“Oh, you bet, baby. Go for it,” Jack responded.

I went over to Joe and knelt in front of him, enjoying the musky scent of his sex as I took his cock and slowly began to lick the head, circling my tongue around it, giving it a little tease. Then, without warning, I went from gentle licks to viciously thrusting my mouth down on his cock, all the way to the base, taking the head of his cock halfway down my throat.

“Holy Shit!” Joe gasped aloud.

Although the sensation of taking his cock so quickly down my throat didn’t cause me to choke, it did send a shock wave straight to my pussy. I felt my pussy swell and pulsate, and his reaction only intensified my own.

I pulled his cock from my throat and started bobbing my head up and down, taking him deep into my mouth with every bob of my head. I lapped at it greedily and sucked hard. Joe began pumping his hips, fucking my mouth while I was sucking him. But the two other men in the room also needed my attention.

Joe was a little disappointed when I pulled my mouth from his cock. I beckoned for Rick and Jack to come to me, and had the three men stand before me. While on my knees, I took one cock into my mouth and worked on it for a while before turning to the next for some attention.

I attended to the three cocks before me, one being very familiar to me. I let each one fuck my mouth for a few seconds before moving to the next. Jack enjoyed watching Joe and Rick reaching down and playing with my tits while I was busy sucking their cocks. I was about to cream from it – it all felt so good!

It felt so amazing to be sucking three different cocks. Even though I have done it before, it always felt like a new experience.

At this point, more needed to happen. We moved over to the bed, and I lay down on my back and opened my legs invitingly. My husband stood next to the wall, stroking his cock while watching Joe at the bottom of the bed, caressing my legs. He slowly started licking my pussy and thrusting his tongue inside. Then he sucked on my clit feverishly.

It felt so good to get some attention that my body demanded. He shoved two fingers up my pussy and began finger-fucking me, but it wasn’t enough for my needs. I needed more, so he added two more fingers and forced the quartet of digits in and out until I was on the edge of coming. But I wasn’t going to let myself do that. I wanted to hold out for the good stuff, meaning with a hard cock deep inside my quivering cunt.

By now, Jack and Rick knelt on opposite sides of my head, taking turns feeding me their cocks. I was giving them what they wanted, sucking one and stroking the other, back and forth while Joe was still fingering and lapping the juices flowing from my pussy.

Finally, I screamed for some penile penetration that my pussy was aching for. Since Joe had possession of my pussy, he forcefully flipped me over on my stomach and quickly pulled me up on my knees. He stroked his huge cock, while running his other hand over my pussy, spreading my folds, and jammed his member into my aching pussy all the way to his balls. I screamed in pleasure!

It felt so amazing! It was such a relief to be finally filled with a virile cock. Rick, enjoying the great blowjob I was giving him, lay down in front of me so I could get a good position to continue giving him the pleasure he desired from me.

My husband stood on the sidelines for a while, enjoying the view, knowing he’d soon get his turn. I slurped hungrily at the large phallus in front of my face. I lodged his organ in my throat and moved up and down on it as deep and fast as I could.

Joe continued ramming my pussy so callously it was stinging my inner walls with a mixture of pain and pleasure. While fucking me hard and deep, Joe licked his thumb and began to circle and rub my anus with it. Soon, he had his thumb buried in my asshole, twisting it while fucking my hot, juicy cunt with his thick, steely rod.

After a bit, Rick decided it was his turn at some pussy action. Joe and Rick changed positions, and we continued where we left off. Rick buried his rigid penis into my tense pussy, while I went down on Joe’s cock as he lay across the bed. Oh, my God! I was aching with pleasure! I licked and sucked so hard that there was almost nothing left in me.

I slobbered all over his cock, saliva dripping from my chin and his balls. Trails of saliva strung my lips every time I pulled away to catch my breath. I was breathing so hard that my lungs were burning. The juice from my pussy was soaking Rick’s cock and balls as he continued to relentlessly fuck me.

I was at the height of ecstasy, and couldn’t take much more before my well-intentioned climax. I felt my impending orgasm building rapidly, and finally in one huge gush of pussy juice and an earsplitting scream, I exploded into what felt like a thousand pieces of pure, fulfilling, joyful pleasure. The spasms rocked my body, and my pussy tightened and released over and over, grabbing the cock that was inside it.

My release was intense and complete. I was spent. All I wanted now was three hot loads of gooey cum all over me to finish the night. My orgasm drove the guys pretty wild, and they were more than willing, along with my husband, to jack off and comply with my request. Each one tugged on their cock until they began to cum. In succession, they squirted man juice all over my face and tits. I took some in my mouth and licked my lips while I rubbed their sticky goo all over my tits, loving how nasty it made me feel.

When it was all over, they guys dressed, thanked us for a great night, and left. My husband took me into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and took his careful, loving time cleaning me all up. Then we got dressed, left the motel room a mess, and went home.

End of story.