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The wedding night. The night I became a vixen
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It was Friday night and I was packing my overnight bag. My friend was getting married tomorrow and I was preparing my outfit for the occasion. I hung up my blue floral bodycon dress that fit tight against my 38DD breasts and extenuated my curves. I tossed a dark purple satin thong in my luggage and a handful of condoms.
My hubby David was getting out of the shower and asked if he needed to pack his own bad in case I pulled at the wedding. He chuckled and intended it as a joke but I know deep down there was also fantasy and arousal in his suggestion.
I told him I already had packed his stuff and put in a couple of condoms in his wallet just to be safe.
I winked at him naughtily and then dropped my skirt and panties turning towards the bathroom for my own shower.
I washed my brown hair and grabbed my razor. I began to trim my bikini line and tidy my gingery brown bush into a nice landing strip. This was my hubbys preference. I loved watching his face when he saw it.
The anticipation was building for tomorrow. I text my friend good luck for tomorrow and enjoy her last night of freedom. She sent a smiley emoji back and said she was having cocktails at the venue before staying in the bridal suite.
I exited the shower and headed back to my room. My hubby was laying naked in the bed watching some television. I continued to pack some toiletries and bent over to reach my towel on the floor. An almighty snack and hand crossed paths with my behind unexpectedly.
I yelped in surprise and felt the sting as his hand moved away.
I loved the firmness of being spanked and it made me horny. I told my hubby to savour it because it was the only pleasure he was getting tonight!
I got into bed and we kissed passionately. His hands fondled my arse and pulled me closer in to his embrace. His fingers found their way to my groomed pussy and began to rub. It didn’t take long and i could feel my climax growing close. I begged with him I was going to cum if he didn’t stop soon. He continued regardless and I loaned into his deep kiss as I finished.
I lay there in bliss as he rolled over and spooned me. I felt guilty for enjoying myself without reciprocating but before long we’d drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I awoke. My hubby was already downstairs and enjoying his coffee in his boxers. I pulled on my silk robe and made myself a cup. I teased my husband and bent over the kitchen island so he could see my bare bum cheeks as the robe rode up my arse.
It wasn’t long before he got the hint and I felt a hardness stretch open my lips and part my pussy. The sex was hard and incredibly powerful, his weight pounding me from behind like a jackhammer each thrust his things banging against my buttocks. I could feel his speed increase with each movement and my backed arched to make him even deeper. I couldn’t help but whimper and scream as my orgasm ripped through me and felt his warmth deposit inside me as he bellowed loudly.
I removed his length from between my legs and began to head upstairs to get dressed for the wedding. I put on the purple thong which soon caught the copious amounts of cum dribbling from me throughout the day.
We arrived at the venue and sat next to a lovely couple during the ceremony. They were Lizzie and Karl a couple from London who had travelled up for the day. Her dress was an amazing green which gave me dress envy. I held my husband David’s hand and tried to keep my legs closed during ceremony.
We had planned to meet a guy later at our hotel for a drink and dip our toes in the world of hotwifing. We had never done anything like this before and my hubby wanted to try swinging. I had never been interested in group sex before so suggested hotwifing to my husband or soft swap might be a place to start for us.
The thought of the meet was exciting us both and we were enjoying the flirtation as we met new couples at the wedding and introduced ourselves. We both love meeting new people and people watching.
I had a drink of bubbly as my hubby went to relieve himself. A gorgeous couple approached me and we began chatting. They also had a young family and conversation naturally flowed. My hubby returned feeling much better and got himself an alcohol free beer. Our designated driver meant that I could let my hair down. I had a few more drinks before we got to the wedding breakfast and food touched my lips.
I was feeling tipsy already and needed to go to the car and change my shoes to flats. I sat in the car and changed my footwear. The other couple had a similar idea and were parked a few cars away.
Unaware I was completely flashing my knickers to them the entire time. They smiled politely and climbed inside their SUV. The woman Lizzie then took off her dress and proceeded to put a small miniskirt on and plunge top. She exited from the car and I noticed that she had also removed her knickers. I could see her pussy completely on display and waxed to perfection.
Her hubby came over to me and asked if I was ok and if I needed help. He picked me up and assisted me in walking back to the wedding party. We chatted the whole time about life, kids and we learned they use to live abroad in South Africa.
The chemistry was clear and we found it hard to resist their charm. Her husband went for a smoke and left us chatting with his wife Lizzie for a prolonged time. The fact I knew she had no knickers on made me more daring. I whispered to my husband Dave that she had a bare pussy before excusing myself to the ladies.
I made my way to the women’s toilets and tried to calm myself. My hands found themselves into my cum soaked knickers and I proceeded to pleasure myself. There was no way I could keep going without release. I came quietly into my other hand and quickly text my husband before I left. “Just came, sorry couldn’t resist”.
I returned to our table but it was empty. They had obviously gone to the bar to get a drink.
I saw a text from the guy we were meant to be meeting later. It read “I am here early if you fancy coming over”.
I put the phone under the table and sent him a pic of my pussy.
He replied. “Has it been filled already or you need it to be?”
“The second one!” I said as I fired back his text.
I said “I have had a drink so if you want me then you need to come get me.”
30 minutes later he turned up at the wedding. I met him at the Car park and began flirting even more. I saw the SUV of Lizzie and her hubby Karl in the distance. There was movement inside and muffled sounds. She was riding her husband in the backseat behind the tinted windows.
I bit my lip and took my knickers off. I placed them in the drivers seat of my car and text my hubby where to find them. “I’m going to our hotel with mystery man. Don’t wait up!”
My hubby stayed at the wedding for around another 2 hours. I had sucked Marcus’ cock as soon as we got in the room. I sat him in the chair and took charge. I deepthroated him as I tried to gauge how big he was. He has longer than my hubby but less girth. It meant I could lift my dress and slide straight down him.
I squatted on him for power and position so he had no where to go. He held my arse and fucked me deep on the edge of the bed.
I was lifted high into air by Marcus and pounded against the wall of the hotel room. Each rotation of his hips grinding higher into my clit. It was then that I came for the first time.
I still had my suspenders on and dress pulled up to my tits. I demanded he put me down so I could take it off and bend me over the armchair.
He needed no encouragement and pulled out so I could catch my breath. I removed my dress over my head and knelt on the chair with my arse in the air.
He took me hard and fast without a second invitation required. My arse bounced with every fierce pump of his cock into my vacant pussy. It dripped down my leg and against his thighs with every movement. He was getting close and I was losing myself in multiple waves of pleasure. I shouted “fuck I’m cumming” followed by “are you close?”
He didn’t answer. But his body answered for him as he leaned back and slowly pushed himself as deep as humanly possible inside me before throbbing and groaning his visceral grunt inside me.
I had made sure that I had taken photos of me sucking our mystery guy Marcus and me bent over our armchair in our room leaking his cum.
I sent them to David to let him know I had officially become a naughty Hotwire.
He replied “I love you” with a thumbs up emoji.
“Condoms” he asked?
“ I left them in the car. Oops!”
“Don’t worry” he said. “I don’t mind sexiness. I just need to know as I am heading back with Lizzie and Karl”. Not sure what else the night has in store for us my gorgeous Hotwife
Let me know when Marcus has left. I can’t wait to hear everything x
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