Yes: A Hotwife Romance (13 page)

Malik had started moving again above me. It was less urgent now but I could tell he was coasting on what pleasure was left after fucking his cum into Angie's ass. When he finally eased himself out, I felt my cock lurch in anticipation.

I could have crawled out from under her. I could have turned my face to one side. I could have pushed her off me. I wanted to see it so bad, though. Some deep, dark part of me wanted to taste it, too.

His cock bounced as he pulled the head out of her hole. He'd stretched her out so I could see inside farther than I'd seen before. I lay there waiting for what I knew was coming.

"You into that boss?" Malik asked. I looked up at him to see he was talking to me.

"Fuck yeah," I breathed. It's not like I had anything left to hide.

"Nice," he replied. "Come on baby. Get up a little. Help that cum leak out."

I felt Angie rise up. Her ass hole moved towards me. I stared, wide-eyed. Finally, his hot, white cum started to ooze out. I watched it seeping slowly from her tightening hole. It was thick, thicker than mine, it seemed. As it trickled towards me I couldn't resist the urge to open my mouth and wait for it to dribble in.

The first taste of Malik's hot white spunk touched my tongue, infused with Angie's musky scent. As soon as I'd had that first taste I scrambled forward, pressing my lips to her hole and slurping up everything that was slowly leaking out.

Angie's moan filled the silent room as I ate her ass hole clean sucking out what he'd left inside her and swallowing it all down. When it was all gone, I kept licking her, the feeling of her body writhing over mine in pleasure made my cock start to harden again. Finally, Jayden spoke.

"Hey there love birds, we're still here."

Everyone burst into laughter, including me and Angie. She lifted her legs up and over me, turned around. She was grinning. She leaned towards me and we locked lips in a deep kiss.

I rolled off the bed and staggered towards a chair in the corner, my cock bouncing to life again as I walked. I knew I'd have no trouble enjoying whatever else they had in store for her. Sinking into the chair, I took myself in hand and got ready for act two.

Malik disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the shower running as Jayden and Will rearranged Angie on the bed. They put her over the mound of pillows and Jayden climbed behind her, cock in hand, ready to push into her throbbing cunt.

I remembered what Malik had called it. The breeding bench. My cock lurched as adrenaline filled my veins. She looked back at me, her eyes wide. Even though she was submitting so completely to everything they did, I knew if she wanted to she'd call it all off. If she wanted to, I knew she'd have no trouble telling them not to come inside her. Her eyes opened a little wider in a question.

I nodded.

She turned back around and sank down onto the pillows.

Jayden was big, bigger than Malik had been. His cock curved up, the way Will's did and he had to bend low over her to get the head in. I'd heard some theory about that somewhere, that some cocks evolved to be that shape to scoop competing seed out of a pussy. I wondered if that were true. I wondered if she'd let him fill her with his seed.

As soon as he'd found the right position, I saw his hips jerk forward. She groaned as his thick shaft stretched her walls.

Even though I'd just come, I started touching myself again, working myself up. A thrill rushed through me at the thought of what it would be like, burying my cock inside her pussy when it was filled with seed already.

He didn't waste time getting started. As soon as he'd dug into her, he started to fuck. Her body slung over the pillows, I watched Angie relax and turn into their fuck doll.

His dark hands kept moving along the lines of her silky, white body. He was plowing into her hard with his cock, but loving her with his hands. She seemed to be loving it too, from the sounds she was making. Low, moaning sounds that drifted across the room and filled me with fresh lust.

"You like that, yeah?" Jayden asked giving her a light slap. "You like being fucked by a nice black cock."

"I love it," Angie whispered, her body bouncing beneath his weight.

"Say it. Tell me you love my black cock."

"I fucking love your big, black cock," Angie obeyed.

"You gonna let me fill you up with seed? You gonna let me breed you like a good little white girl?"

The question snapped the room into a tense silence.

He'd stopped fucking her when he said it and now Angie started squirming beneath him, trying to feel the friction of his cock on her walls again. She whimpered as he slapped her ass, steadying her with his hands to keep her from moving.

"What's it gonna be baby, you gonna let me fill you up?"

Angie whined again, her ass wriggling in his grasp. She turned around to look at him. Her mouth dropped open.

"Fuck yes. Breed me like a good little white girl," she whispered.

Her words sent an shock through me that made my cock bounce. One part of me couldn't believe she'd said it, another wanted nothing more than to hear her say it again.

Jayden smiled a crooked smile as his hips started moving. His cock plunged deep inside Angie's well-used cunt and she mewled again at the sensation.

I knew I should say something. I knew I should get up and stop what was about to happen. I knew I should be the voice of reason because her mind was clouded with lust. I knew I should do all that but I couldn't. The only thing I could do was stroke myself and stare.

His thrusting sped up. He set his jaw, his dark cock driving into those sore, pink lips. His hands gripped her hips and the impact of his pelvis against her ass made waves in her flesh. I could see he was getting ready. He was getting ready to fill my Angie with his seed.

As he started grunting Angie looked back. I caught her eye. I was sitting there, pulling at my cock while she was being fucked by this big black stud. Neither of us flinched. We stared into each others eyes. My mind was swimming in denial and wonder.

She was going to do it. She was going to let him fuck her pussy. I was going to let her do it. Let him do it. Let us do it.

His thrusts grew stronger. Her breathing got heavy. Everything about her, her parted red lips, her raw pussy, her legs spread open, her ass bouncing with each fuck, made me want to stuff myself inside her and finish there.

"That's it bitch," Jayden growled. His rhythmic fucking slowed. He pulled her close. She arched her back, letting him plunge as deeply as he could into her tight cunt. "That's it. Ima fucking come up in that pussy," he groaned.

Her eyes went wide. She was still staring at me. Like she couldn't believe what was happening. I couldn't believe it either, but felt powerless to stop.

Suddenly, I saw his ass cheeks clench from the corner of me eye. I looked down to see his fucking slowing, his long, dark shaft plunging deep into my wife.

"Oh fuck yeah..." he rumbled as his balls tightened and his cock flexed.

Angie came up off the pillows. Still staring straight at me her mouth dropped open completely as she started to feel the hot streaks of seed pulsing into her. My eyes darted from hers to her cunt. White cum started oozing from the tight space between his flesh and hers. She moaned. I saw her body tremble. She fell down onto the pillows as an orgasm took her under.

He fucked his cock deep into her a few more times, then pulled out. A glob of cum spilled out after him, no doubt only a bit of what he'd left inside. I wanted to jump up and run over, stuff myself into her and feel what it would be like to sink into her cunt, coated in another man's love. Before I had a chance to move, Will had crawled up into the space between her legs and stuffed himself inside.

"Oh please!" Angie moaned as he started fucking her.

"Oh yeah? You want some more cum chef?" Will taunted.

Hearing him call her that made something collide inside me. The man she spent her days ordering around was now in charge.

His hips slammed against her in sharp, angry fucks. He slapped her ass a few times, making her white flesh glow red.

I felt my own cum, what little there was left in my balls, start to move into my cock. I let go of myself, not wanting to blow my load before I could fuck her too.

Will didn't take long. Staring at her ass, it only took another minute for his body to start spasming the way Jayden's had. He didn't slow down, though. He just fucked and fucked until his balls came up against his body. Ramming himself deep inside her womb, he exploded inside.

"Fuck yeah!" he shouted as his seed pulsed deep into her.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck!" Angie cried, "Fuck it into me Will!" She wanted it. She wanted every last drop of that sperm swimming inside her, searching for home.

I hadn't even noticed that Malik had emerged from the bathroom. As soon as Will was done, he pulled out. Another torrent of white cream flowed from the lips of her pussy, now rubbed completely red. She didn't care. She reached back as he got off the bed and spread herself apart.

Malik took her next. The sound of him sinking into that sloppy cunt almost made me come. The musky smell of sex filled the room.

He fucked her slow. He took his time, pressing into her as she moaned beneath him. When he came, he came hard jamming into her and holding himself there as his spunk filled her sex.

I was already waiting by the bed when he pulled out. She was exhausted, her body limp as I crawled into the space between her legs. Her pussy was oozing their hot love. I couldn't stop staring at it. Watching the head of my cock sink into that mess was something I'll never forget.

Her insides were soft and used and I almost came as soon as I pushed my cock into her. I could feel their cum coating my shaft. Some primal instinct took over and I started hammering at her. She lay limp on the bed.

It didn't take long. I felt a surge of pleasure come up from in between my legs and shoot up my spine. It grabbed the base of my skull and I heard myself groan as my cock released what little it had left inside it. At the peak of my orgasm a thought flew through my mind. If this were the wilds of Africa, I wouldn't stand a chance. It was three against one. Their cum would surely breed her and I would be left watching on the sidelines.

With a shout, I fucked deep into her, my body trying to give its seed every advantage it could. It was the hottest fucking climax I'd ever had.

Chapter 20

Angie took the next day off. Will said it was no problem for him to run the restaurant and that he'd be happy to. We slept in late but I think Angie was doing most of the sleeping. I would wake up from dozing every half hour or so with a huge hard on. I couldn't get the events of the night before out of my mind.

It wasn't all good, though. There was a seed of doubt that had taken root in my mind. Maybe by sleep. Maybe by the clarity of daylight. I lay there staring at her as she slept. Something about her looked different. Something about the lines of her face looked uncommon, like I'd never really seen her before.

It wasn't that I regretted what had happened. I did wonder if we'd gone too far. It had been so hot watching it, being there, making love to her like that after all those other guys. Now it wasn't just a shared fantasy. Now it was a memory cemented forever in our marriage. Something about that made me uneasy.

When Angie started stretching, looking like she was finally going to wake up, I couldn't resist but make a move.

"Charlie!" she grinned but her legs opened and she let me in. Her pussy was wet and I wondered if she'd been dreaming of the night before. We fucked slow and gentle but I could tell we were both somewhere else.

We went out to breakfast at a diner a few streets down, then decided to go for a walk. She barely said anything the whole time. I was the one who had to bring it up.

"Here, let's it down," I said, pointing to a bench. We sat and she looked up at me with worried eyes. "Do you regret it?" I asked, wondering if she'd tell me even if she did.

She shook her head. "Do you?" she asked after a long silence.

"No...of course not," I answered, but it sounded hesitant, unsure.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," I said firmly, "it's just a hard thing to twist your head around, you know? The next day, that is."

She chuckled, which made me kind of laugh. I can't say it relieved the mood much, though. We both knew what had to be said.

"We should probably..." I began, but she cut me off.

"I know," she snapped. "I'm sorry...it's just all a little crazy."

"How crazy?" I asked.

She looked up. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, so crazy that you wouldn't do it again?"

She shook her head right away. "Not that crazy."

My heart skipped a beat at her reaction. It was so fast. So sure. I wasn't sure what that meant about me. About us.

"Does that bother you?" she added, sounding worried.

"I'm...not sure." I looked at her and tried to make the way she looked to me change back into the familiar shape of the woman I'd married, before all this happened. My mind couldn't do it though. I couldn't look at her the same way. Not in a bad way. She just looked different.

"We don't have to do it again," she offered, putting a hand on mine.

"I know. But you want to. Right?" I knew I was putting her on the spot. It felt a little unfair. We'd both stepped into this together and now that something wasn't right for me, I was dumping it all on her.

"I mean, sure I do, but not if it's going to make you miserable. It's just a fantasy."

There was doubt in my mind, though, about whether that was really all it was. "Okay," I said, taking a deep breath, gathering the courage to ask. "What was it about this whole thing that turned you on so much? I've never seen you like that. I've never seen you so..."

"Submissive?" she offered with a giggle.

"Yeah."

She looked away and thought for a while. I wondered if she was just trying to craft an answer that wouldn't hurt me too much to hear.

"You know," she began, still thinking, "I'm not saying I want this all the time or every day or even ever again but there's always been a part of me that wanted to be..." She drifted off, choosing which word to use. "...owned like that. I just...want to be a fuck toy sometimes."