When Rebecca learns her supposedly conservative friend has been hotwifing, she's shocked but intrigued. Gathering her courage, she approaches her husband, setting in motion a sexual adventure neither of them could have imagined and realizing their deepest fantasies in the process.
Warning: This approx. 9800 word story contains sexually explicit acts, including cuckolding and interracial sex.
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I stepped out of the bathroom to find Carl standing next to Rich. He was taller than Rich by a good two or three inches, a truly imposing figure with impossibly broad shoulders and a trim waist. When they saw me appear, both men stopped talking.
Carl looked me over from head to toe, an approving smile spreading over his full lips as he approached me. "My, my," he said, his head cocked as he continued to take me in. "Your husband tells me you're in need of a good, hard fucking. Is that right?"
God, just put it right out there, why don't you?
I smiled shyly, looking down at the shiny black patent leather of my stilettos, almost expecting to see a reflection of my wanton, slick pussy. Finally, I whispered, "Yes."
"Well, baby," he said, staring me down hard. "I'm the guy that's gonna give it to you."
The heat that had been building between my legs now felt like it might spontaneously combust. Goddamn, this guy had swagger.
Carl paused and turned to Rich. "Are we good?" he asked in a low voice. I could see Rich inhale deeply as he looked at me, looking for any last signs of panic. I smiled back at him. There was no way I was stopping now. Turning back to Carl, he murmured, "Yeah, we're good."
Instantly, the dynamic changed. Carl stood tall, giving Rich a nod toward a chair in the corner. To my utter shock, Rich complied without a word and headed to the chair to sit. The entire scenario was already so surreal that I didn't even jump when I felt large hands settle on my shoulders.
"Now then," Carl approached me, pulling me against his hulking frame. "What have we here?" His long fingers traced the neckline of my black coat, coming to rest at the top of my cleavage as he unbuttoned the top button. Lifting his finger to my chin, he turned my face up toward his and brought his mouth down on mine.
And suddenly, it was real.
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Published February 26, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.