Girlfriends Share a HotWives Secret

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Girlfriends Share a HotWives Secret

Unread post by Innocent1 » Mon Aug 27, 2018 8:14 pm

Girlfriends Share a Hotwives’ Secret

So my friend Cheri called me out of the blue and asked if we could meet at the local Starbucks the following Saturday morning. We have been friends since we met working together near Seton Hall University before she moved. I am married too but as friends we would meet for lunch or just to have a girl’s happy hour after work. It had been several years since we talked; you know how life has a way…. I was a bit surprised by her call but Cheri said she had been thinking a lot about me and got my number from a mutual friend. I was happy to meet and catch up after all these years.

She is an attractive woman 5'4” with sandy-red hair, and still good looking although slightly well fed. It was a great reunion so to speak, and I’m really glad we got together to talk. I needed a friend and so did she. She said she needed to get out with the girls again and live a little--I knew the feeling all too well. She invited me to join her a week from Thursday at a top 40s club near Seton Hall University, an hour drive for her. Cheri said she was having a midlife crisis and needed to go clubbing on the town. She seemed hornier than I can remember any time in her life and told me that her husband wasn’t giving her enough attention these days and that she needed to “go out with the Girls.”

When I saw her I was impressed. The years had been good to her. She really knows how to accent her hair and eyes as she often wears greenish colored dresses that pull her eyes right to you. She always reminds me that red is the new blonde but without the ditziness.

During our get-together, Cheri asked if I had ever been to Club Innocent near the University and of course I had, but I also joked that I have never been there with another “woman.” My husband and I go there once a year or so--we love to listen to top 40 music, have a drink or two and to watch people. Cheri asked if I wanted to go with her over a long weekend. She had talked with her husband about it and he suggested she get a room since traveling so far was dangerous at night—she was going to bring an overnight bag and her dress up stuff. My husband was going out of town too, to check on our rental property and make some repairs. I said sure, let’s do it and oh by the way, since my husband is making the big bucks with our rental building, Ill stay with you at the hotel, if that is OK. We were just going to let our hair down, dance, drink a little and maybe even "flirt" with the younger jocks.

It was a week from Thursday and so we had plenty of time to get ourselves ready, buy new outfits, prep our hair and nails, and plan the weekend. We met early in the day to visit a few upscale stores to shop for an outfit or two. Cheri suggested that we get at least one new look that was provocative since we were going to Club Innocent.

The outfits we chose were much more revealing than I am use to. I guess we went a little over the top as I purchased two skirts that were shorter than normal, leg-ripped skinny jeans and two tops that showed a lot of bare skin as they fell off of my shoulders. It was a fun day and we made an adventure of shopping , getting the nails done, and trying on sexy clothing including underwear and accessories—I even got a new belly button ring to show off my white tummy. Cheri too bought several provocative outfits with low cut hips, ripped “sexy” jeans, short skirts and tops to show off a little. For the club, I wore my low cut hip-hugger ripped jeans and a low cut blouse that showed my flattened belly. If you got it, why not show it off, I thought, Cheri agreed. We looked like 40 year old soccer moms on hormones. Our drive from shopping to the hotel was about an hour and we had a great time talking about ideas and issues of the day. My husband’s favorite quote is by Eleanor Roosevelt which she says, “Small minds talk about people, average minds talk of issues but great minds oh they are different, great minds talk of ideas.” We avoid talking about people at all cost.

During the travel, I was exceptionally amorous and was doing and talking about things that are very uncharacteristic and very sexual. It must have been the sexy outfits, the freedom of a girl’s shopping trip and the fact that I had not had sex in over two weeks.

While Cheri drove I lightly brushed her cheek and as I moved my arm it rubbed across her breasts—she looked at me as if to say, hey I’m confused, I know we are good friends and all but not like that, or are we? Cheri responded and even made suggestive gestures indicating her approval but told me that she wanted this trip to be “different” and told me that she was not over her period so we should not get too worked up. For me, it was the day’s activities that made me so aroused.

The roadway was blocked for nearly forty minutes due to road construction and we made good use of the lull by switching the subject to our sexual pasts and likes and dislikes. Cheri told me she had a pretty dull relationship with her husband and that she had strayed once years ago. She bragged that she gave the best head and loved to swallow; something she seemed to take great pride in. She even shared that she really liked virile younger men but only acted on her desire once while she was out of town on a vacation. She had never cheated in her marital bed or in her home. I too confessed that I had slept with a few men, even a black guy, while I was in college before I was married. Cheri told me that she could never forget the way it felt acting like a “Hotwife” with all its lustfulness and feelings of being so desirable. She shared all of the intimate details including how her young stud took her bareback and that he even got her to try anal—a position she would never do with her hubby. I quickly agreed that it sounded so fucking hot. I joked that I had not cheated on my husband but the weekend was still young. Moving again we regained our composure and continued our conversation as we drove onto the hotel.

It was early spring and I made arrangements to stay at the finest Hotel near the college campus, in a room overlooking the Nightlife from the 12th floor. We entered the room, it had two queen sized beds and a minibar. We immediately went for the in-room mini-bar and grabbed a bottle of wine to toast our arrival. We had a drink, toasted our weekend getaway, and began planning the upcoming evenings. Cheri surprised me by asking, “What do you think it would be like to be a Call Girl for next few days? Let’s let down our soccer mom persona and open up a can of Girls Gone Wild, so you know where I stand. Whatever you want to do is fair game for me.” Wow, what an offer! Anything, I asked? “Well, within limits she quickly qualified her suggestion.”

Unfortunately, Cheri was still on her “Charley” and so after stripping to her bra and panties we stopped at some light girly petting. She explained that tomorrow would be even better for her. Her string thong was very revealing but I too was a bit tired and so I agreed to get into a nightie and retire for a quick nap as we got ready for the night.

We planned to go to a hip top 40s bar for some Friday night dancing and possibly some male fun on the dance floor. Since we fooled around most of the day shopping, it was great to go to the room to take a nap before our night on the town. After a short rest, I bathed in bubbles, trimmed my pussy hair to create a sexy landing strip, and got very hot and wet as I touched my clit. I wanted to rub myself on the spot but didn’t want to ruin the mood for the evening. I only caressed my boobies but refused to finger myself—it was hard to hold back but I resisted. For some reason I wanted to feel sex starved when I left the hotel. I was going to wear a white short skirt, with a blue blazer jacket and a very loose fitting low cut blouse that opened just above the navel—it showed off my breasts, and the "wanting a child" look. I wore a red bra with a red and gold g-string underwear. My gold belly button ring shimmered as it swayed from my high heel walk. Looking back, we both must have looked like we were “real Call-Girls.,” but we were there to have fun so, so what.

When we entered the night club, it was dark, very smoky and there were many people chatting, some dancing, mostly younger women dancing with other women but the night was young and I could see that there were others too--a mixed crowd. I scanned the room but did not see many unattached men at first. Then back in a larger circular booth I noticed there was one blonde white woman sitting in the middle of three black guys. She had her head resting on the back of the booth and her men had their arms winged out on each side of her. Not to be judgmental, we ordered our drinks, sat near the bar and watched from a distance for a while. I couldn't make out what they were doing but it seemed from the look on her face that that they were having a lot of fun. It appeared that maybe as a couple they were fulfilling a fantasy of seeing her get stroked royally by a big black dick. Alone on a bar stool, it looked like her husband was at the bar keeping a close watch on his lady as he looked on intently. He glanced over at us and just smiled. He was clearly a cuckold.

As the night went on we moved to a booth and several younger guys asked us to dance, but it seem that they were almost intimidated by us pretty wives with gold bands and diamonds on our fingers. At about 11:00 PM, the place really began to rock. There were many couples on the dance floor and the alcohol made everyone loosen up. A college jock type guy asked Cheri to dance and when they returned she introduced me to her new friend Loren. He was very attractive and well built. We hit it off immediately especially when he kissed my hand upon the introduction—he was a real smoozer. Good looking, 6’ tall, had a very good body and had big hands—you know what that means ladies. His tanned skin was in direct contrast to Cheri’s sandy-red hair and milky white body. He asked if they could join us in our booth and motioned to his friend Edwin, a black guy, to join us. We really couldn’t say no, so we nodded our OK and excused ourselves to the ladies room to talk it over. Worse case we would have to make an excuse to leave early if things didn’t go well.

We had never done anything like this and what were we going to do now. Cheri was googoed eyed over Loren and so I agreed to play along. We were near Seaton Hall, and what happens in Seaton stays in Seaton and so we returned to our guests with Loren, Cheri, Edwin and I all sitting in the clamshell shaped booth. We shared our backgrounds and learned that Loren and Edwin were in College for a degree in finance. They were well mannered, up and coming soon to be stock traders from NYC and were graduating this year.

After a few more drinks, and dancing Loren became very amorous and Cheri began to dirty dance with him on the dance floor. My “date” Edwin was fairly good looking too, 6’2” tall, had a very good body and was almost overly confident. He was a great dancer and we were having a nice time talking and teasing. He was a near perfect Adonis and seemed to know it—his light ebony skin and my dark hair and height looked really sexy together on the dance floor. The four of us were garnering stares from others in the place; only from a group of black ladies in the room.

They gave us some “nasty” looks, but we didn’t care, and it only caused us to flaunt our promiscuous ways more. We both really put on a show draping ourselves over and around our men. It got so bad, that on one trip to the ladies room, several black ladies followed us in and tried to pick a fight telling us to stay away from their college boys. We tried to ignore them as we continued to refresh our red lipstick and our perfume. This enraged the hoes and they began calling us white trash and sluts—shouting “go home to your pencil dicked husbands and leave our black men alone.” That was a little scary but we had Edwin and Loren to protect us.

We returned to the booth and told the boys about our run-in with the black hoes. Edwin said to just blow off those bitches and stay close to us. Edwin reached over kissed and hugged me while proceeding to caress my shoulders and back. I returned the kiss and in a moment, our kisses became passionate, tonguing deep into each other’s mouth. Cheri and I had never done this before and I had never cheated on my husband since we were married, but Edwin was my protector and I felt secure in his embrace. It was at that moment I knew there was no turning back even though I felt a sense of remorse as I pushed away from his embrace. Edwin immediately sensed my apprehension. I had told him about my hubby being out of town and he felt my guilt. My heart sank but my emotions were on overdrive. I had not kissed or held a black man in more than ten years since I was in college and my body was screaming for attention. Edwin assured me that everything would be OK and again pulled me into his strong arms. Cheri looked on and smiled.

My husband would understand I rationalized; that’s just the type of guy he is--service before self and he knew I loved him more than life itself. Tonight, if anything happened, it would be sex only, I convinced myself. Just then Edwin moved to kiss me again. He held me close and began to kiss my neck. It was done! Kiss my neck sensuously and I melt.

As we looked across at Cheri, Loren had moved in to kiss and caress her while she began rubbing his crotch and feeling his hard-on. Loren suggested that we catch a cab and return to his room for a nightcap. I agreed but suggested that we go back to our hotel room with the in room mini-bar. It had two beds and we could control what did or didn’t happen. We haled a cabby and Edwin got in the front while Loren sat in between Cheri and me. He was an aggressive sort and it wasn’t enough to be fondling Cheri, he had to grope my breast and ass too. I knew it was the alcohol and so did Edwin, as he warned his friend to relax and stick to one girl. Don’t ruin the night for both of us he warned.

He grabbed her ass while she struggled to free herself from his aggressiveness. She too had a lot to drink however, and it showed in her actions in the cab. She rubbed him through his pants, gestured with her mouth how big he was as she licked her red lips. She was intent on touching his monster erection and began to fumble with his zipper. But alas, we arrived at the hotel and she regained her composure. As we walked drunkenly through the hotel to the lifts, it felt as though everyone was staring. On the elevator, we were the only four and so this time it was Edwin who took the lead as he pulled me in with his strong arms and began to kiss me again. I simply couldn’t resist and kissed him back while pushing his ass in to meet my pelvic. I was a big girl and knew what was going to happen and I, nor anyone else, could stop it…. It was so sexy with his skin color and my long dark hair draping around us as he lifted me off the ground.

I began kissing, licking and sucking his neck. He became “diamond cutter” hard in a minute and I could feel his hardness as I wrapped my legs around him. I felt a tingle in my pussy as he kissed me. Thank God the elevator arrived on the 20th floor and as the doors opened, an older couple attempting to get on the lift jumped as they stared at us, two married cougars with these young Adonis’, we just smiled, and ironically, the wife smiled back with a wink.

When we arrived at our room, Cheri and Loren went in first and she shouted that she wanted to bed closest to the window. The blinds and shades were open to the highway below but that didn’t stop them. Loren fondled Cheri’s round tits and they began Frenching and kissing passionately. Cheri was moaning, her head was thrown back and she was acting like a needy hotwife.

Loren reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties aside as he reached in to play with her pussy without every removing her short skirt. He quickly pulled out his dick--it looked to be 8" long, perfectly curved and as round as my wrist. She was about to get what she needed as Loren stripped off his pants and unfurled his manhood. She had told me about her blowjob prowess and that she gives the best head. I was certain that Cheri would get her chance as he pushed her to her knees and thrust his dick into her face. It was the largest dick I had ever seen and even from across the room, it looked massive. She looked over to me with a smile and nodded her head for Edwin and me to go on. She returned to suck Loren’s dick and grabbed his balls as she tried to pull him in deeper in her mouth.

I could tell he was enjoying her gagging as he pushed deep into her hot moist mouth and throat. She cupped his balls and deep throated him trying to get it all in—of course she gagged after only about six inches. All in all for as big as he was she was doing a great job licking and sucking his cock. Loren was loving it too forcing her head deep into his groin.

By this time Cheri was in the heat of it. She had shed her blouse and was begging to be fucked by his studly dick from behind. He moved up behind her, pushed her skirt up over her hips and pulled her panties out aside and began to rub the head of his erect dick around her pussy lips. His pre-come and her juices made her very wet and excited. She began pushing back trying to impale herself with his huge young cock. He pushed it a little ways and she pushed back to get it fully in. With one large thrust he bottom out in her pussy and she let out a scream. He was too big and I could see the fear in her eyes as he pushed it back in. Her hands reached back to control his thrust but Loren continued pounding deep into her from behind. Her tits were bouncing back and forth with ever thrust. She seemed to accept him deeper and lowered her face onto the pillow. Edwin and I smiled as we looked on with excitement.

This was the first time, I had ever been in a room where others were having sex and it was very arousing. It was as though we had our own porn show going on. He fucked Cheri over and over, a steady pounding with her juices and his pre-cum foaming and running down her ass. The pain had subsided and she began thrusting back into his pounding.

She had that faraway look on her face and was in to a sexual bliss—it was as though there was no one else in the room or on the road below. The window blinds were still opened—she was loving it. Her sandybred hair was a mess and she was saying, "I love the way he fucks my married pussy, it is delicious." He stroked her with deep penetrations that seemed to make her belly bulge out with ever stroke. He was pounding deep into her doggie style and her tits were swaying back and forth with ever thrust.

While her lover fucked her from behind, he reached around and began to play with her clit. He got a great angle on her pussy and we could see her eyes roll back into her head as she clench her teeth in orgasm. She moaned as she squeezed down on his hand pushing it down hard on her clit while he continued the long in and out stroking with his dick. His long fingers rubbed her clit and she was in another world. She was very wet and the look on her face told me that she was about to cum again as he squeezed down on her clit. Then it happened and her body shook. She began to moan and pant loudly as she shivered and shuttered to a guttural climax. She was bucking uncontrollably with several huge spasms that caused her whole body to go into contracts that seem to last for a minute. She did the best she could to concentrate but she was still high in an orgasmic state. Loren’s fucking and touching were making her pant and moan. He pulled out and slipped his dick back into her mouth.

She sucked him greedily, cupping his balls and rubbing them. He groaned that he was about to cum but pulled out of her mouth saying that he rarely gets to cum in a married pussy. She said, “great give it to me lover, fill my pussy up with your cum, you are the best.” She orgasmed again as Loren continued to fuck her until he yelled that he was coming in her pussy. He came in her and the cum ran down her ass and thigh with every forceable stroke. He pulled out and stroked it on her ass and back. They were exhausted as they both collapsed on the bed in each other’s arms.

The smell of sex permeated the room and Edwin reached for me. In a moment, I was in a passionate kiss and knew I would be cumming very soon. Not having a black man penetrate me in over ten years, I wanted him inside. Maybe it was that I felt so secure in his arms, I don’t know but I was fantasizing about Edwin getting me pregnant tonight.

Our kisses became very passionate and our tongues were probing each other relentlessly. He pulled me close by my backside feeling up under my skirt exposing my red g-string panties. He laid me on the bed as he stripped his clothes off. He had a wonderful looking penis. Long and dark with a large mushroom head. I lowered my head to engulf him in my mouth but he pushed me back on the bed and as he pulled my panties aside he began eating me. He licked and fingered and licked some more until I was squirming under his tongue--I was about to climax and was loving it. I wanted him inside of me so badly but couldn’t decide if I needed to cum first—I was so close. I know Cheri heard my cries of ecstasy from the other bed as they stopped what they were doing to watch. I was horny as hell and didn’t care who saw me as I came. I wanted to return the favor but also wanted his BBC inside of my married white pussy. I rationalized that I need to suck him first since he was going to put on a condom before he entered. I reached for his manhood and gently stroked his cock and balls.

He asked me to remove my dress and I eagerly obeyed. If I do say so myself, I really looked great standing there with only my red thong panties, my long brunette hair, gold belly-button ring and lipstick. Here I was a beautiful wife in bed with a black man. As soon as I was unclothed, Edwin reached for my hand and pulled me back to the bed to lay aside of him. He removed my panties and rolled me on my back. He began to kiss my body all over starting with a lovely French kiss and then moved to my neck shoulders and breasts. I tasted our juices when we kissed. My nipples became hard like erasers and as he sucked my tongue-- I was in heaven. He was going to mount me missionary and I greedily wanted him inside of me—now. There was no turning back.

He positioned himself over me and began rubbing his large head up and down over my labia. I started humping back trying to be impaled by him. He lubed me up with my pussy juices mixing with his precum as he laid over me. He teased me for the longest time. He pushed it in a little and I lifted up to get him in deeper. He had tremendous control over me. Finally, I begged him to fuck me, please fuck me now. With that he pushed into me as I spread my legs wide to accept him.

He felt amazing as he gentle stroked me slow and shallow at first and then pushed fully into me. He ground our pelvises together as he stroked and rotated his hips rubbing on my clit. It was amazing with him being so deep inside. This man’s powerful legs were made for pushing into me. He forced his dick further in my wet pussy and I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him in as he stroked. In the heat of passion he sucked on my tits and neck. I was in heaven and pulled him in to passionately kiss his beautiful lips over and over. Again I began to fantasize about him getting me pregnant and I remembered that he had not put on a condom and that I was not on the pill. I was perfectly ovulating I recalled. I quickly regained myself and whispered not to cum in me as I was unprotected and prime. That seemed to make him more virile and he stroke me harder. The feeling was indescribable. I felt so secure in his embrace and in “love.”

He was sucking on my tits and neck as he stroked in and out as hard as he could. He grinded into me and I felt my cervix flower begin to open as I approached my climax. It started as several quick orgasmic spasms of pure enjoyment and then it hit me and I began to quake. We both felt our orgasms nearing and I again reminded him to please pull out, I’m unprotected and ovulating. Mine came on me like a freight train and I screamed, “There is nothing like the feel of a hard dick in my pussy fucking away. There is nothing like having a big black dick!" Edwin dialed in the pace and set the rhythm as our bodies pressed in love. We both exploded in one massive climax that caused my legs to shake and I wrapped them around Edwin’s back as he continued to hump me in a continuous toe curling orgasm. Right on queue his balls tensed up and he began cumming deep in my womb and I loved the warm slippery feeling. In the heat of it, I begged him to fill my pussy up with his black baby seed and pulled him in until he was totally spent. I felt it leaking down my crack as he pulled out.

Our lovemaking was exquisite and both of us were caught in the moment of passion. Of course I was scared about a pregnancy but was so caught up in that moment to stop. I fell in his arms exhausted. He spooned up to me and I let out a soft moan when he wrapped his arms around me as we fell asleep. We were so exhausted that we didn’t even get up to clean ourselves, it just if felt so right.
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Re: Girlfriends Share a HotWives Secret

Unread post by Triceratops » Fri Aug 31, 2018 10:06 pm

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Re: Girlfriends Share a HotWives Secret

Unread post by Les » Thu Nov 15, 2018 12:55 pm

GREAT STORY Innocent1!!!

Please post others if you can!!

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