0 comments/ 104259 views/ 9 favorites Hotwife Lisa Ch. 01 By: bgddy Hotwife: Lisa Goes Racing Have you ever tried sitting at a bar calmly having a drink, knowing your wife is at home practically naked with one of your friends and she plans on teasing, tempting, sucking and fucking the living hell out of him? Not an easy chore. The one thing I did notice was that the bar chicks and easy prey ladies were not the least bit interesting to me. I had the ultimate hot pussied woman waiting for me at home with a well fucked and lubricated cunt and a recount of events that none of these whores could come close to matching. It reinforced my thinking that having your wife fuck another man could be a very positive thing as long as both of you understood the intricacies. She was fucking someone else right now and I could only count the minutes until I was with her again. How could you love someone more? This very same act, had it been done secretly and behind my back would have destroyed any feelings I had for Lisa. This type of sexual activity must be done honestly and openly with each other. Finally, 10 pm and I’m holding my hot assed wife in a naked embrace in the warm surroundings of our bed. She’s kissing me repeatedly on my mouth and forehead and neck. “Oh, baby, “ she coo’s , “it was so hot, he couldn’t believe what he saw when I called him into the living room. I had two drinks made, and I was lying back on the sofa with lots of leg showing and my nipples were so hard I thought they’d pop. I could hardly breathe when he came over and slipped his hand right over my pussy as he kissed me long and hard. I put on music and we danced, kissing all the time and he finger fucked me so slow, I was dripping. He nearly lost it when I stepped back and dropped the gown completely. I melted into him and dry fucked him through his pants until he couldn’t stand it. He sucked my tits and I felt his big hard cock and rubbed it and kissed it through his trousers. He asked about you and I told him you’d be late, not to worry. He stripped and that monster of a cock was just standing straight up, I had to let him fuck my mouth, I loved the taste of his big prick. I sat him on the sofa and rubbed the big head of his cock in my pussy, up and down the slit and then I took it! Oh baby it was so big, he was splitting me, that big head was driving me crazy. He didn’t just push it in and out, baby, he fucked me, and I didn’t just go up and down, I fucked him back with every grind and hunch I could find. And when he shot his love juice into my crack, it was like liquid fire, burning, shot after hot, scorching shot. And now I want your hot cum to explode in me, fuck me baby, fuck your well fucked wife and make me cum again!” Needless to say, I did just that! And for many weeks now, just the mention of ol’ Travis hanging that monster cock his in my sweet Lisa makes for some extremely hot husband-wife fucking. I really wouldn’t mind if he stopped in occasionally and gave her some of his long-dicking but Lisa told him she’d like to cool it and to please not bug her. But you know when a woman gets a taste of huge dick, she always has that secret yearning. This week all of us guys have been in a buzz about the upcoming Nascar race in South Carolina. We go every year and we’ve learned that if we don’t assign certain things to certain people, we either forget something or the whole trip blows up in our face. Travis lined up a rental van that seats 12 and since there’s only 5 of us going that gives us 7 seats and plenty of room for supplies. I was surprised when Lisa piped up one night at our poker game and said she’d like go to the race too. Well, as you would expect there was no objection from Jack or Travis, in fact I think I saw both of their faces light up when she mentioned this. It was agreed and Lisa was assigned bringing blankets as April could be funny in the south. One day warm, the next day cool or even cold. We left on Friday evening and our trip was about 500 miles. Lisa and I sat up front and I did the driving. We stopped about 10 pm that night to stretch and get coffee. When we started loading back up, Lisa said she was kind of sleepy and would it be alright if she sat in back and stretched out. I asked Travis if he wanted to switch and he said, “No way, man, I’m beat too.” Dean got in front with me and Lisa climbed in the third seat with Travis. Of course, my mind was beginning to work. I mean, my wife has just climbed into a dark seat with a guy who’s already fucked her (three times, I learned later from Lisa) but I knew there wasn’t much they could do with my other buddies on board too. Some help they were. They were all snoring within about fifteen minutes. I clicked the radio off when I thought I heard soft whimpering sounds coming from the back. I could hear rustling and even a little giggling and dammit it finally just got the best of me. I pulled into a rest stop and parked in a dim area. I pulled open the van side door and Lisa was lying under a blanket looking right into my eyes. “Just wanted to get a soda,” I lied, “ you okay?” “Uh hmmm,” she said dreamily and pulled my head down for a hot french kiss. “He’s fucking me, baby," she whispered, “that big dick of his is in my pussy, is that…ok?” Her head moved up about 4 inches and I thought, “that brave mother fucker is still stroking while I’m talking to her.” I held her head for a few minutes and gave her a long, long french kiss as I felt his rhythm in and out of my wifes cunt. I placed my hand on her hot tits and pulled back instantly as I realized his hand was already there tweaking and squeezing her hot nipples. Suddenly, Lisa sucked my tongue into her mouth as she went completely stiff and I felt the unmistakable last shoves of his hot load being scorched into her pussy. It was the hottest kiss I’ve ever known. Next: Jack Takes up Photography Hotwife Lisa Ch. 02 Lisa and Jack Trade Favors It was still a few days before Travis was scheduled to start remodeling our bathrooms and I was dying to keep asking Lisa if she was really going to walk around half naked in her little sexy nightie while he was there. I resisted the urge though, as I didn't want to do anything to that might discourage her from doing just that. It seems my mind and my dick could think of nothing but the sight of old Travis bouncing my pretty little wife’s cunt up and down on his monster cock. I wondered if he would ask her to suck him, would he eat her pussy as he told the guys he’d like to do? Would she like it so much she’d fuck him two or three times? Would he shoot off in her? I had a constant raging hard-on and yet I knew that there was a chance she was just talking and none of this would actually happen. I was encouraged by what happened next though. Lisa called my office around 11 a.m. “Did you arrange for somebody to come by here today?” she asked in a mischievous tone. “No, of course not”, I answered, ‘what are you talking about?” “Well, I was just stepping out of my shower when the doorbell rang and it’s Jack. It’s not even noon yet and he’s had a few already and has a bottle with him. He said he has some problems he needs to talk to someone about and that you told him I was a good listener.” “What?”, I asked incredulously. “That was around six months ago when he was having problems with his girlfriend Stacy. And I was implying that Stacy could talk to you, not him!” “Well, he’s here now, so I guess I’ll just have to get rid of him. Don’t worry about it”, she sighed, “can you pick up some wine on your way home and a bottle of Wild Turkey? Talk to you later, Hon.” Oh, damn! I had to tell my aching cock to settle down! Wild Turkey was Travis’ drink! I never touched it and neither did Lisa! She’s gonna let him fuck her, I thought, she’s gonna tease the hell out of him and have a few drinks and fuck the shit out of ol’ Travis! Then I started to get a funny feeling in my gut. Is that what I wanted? Would I be able to kiss her knowing she could have had his big dick in her mouth or kissed his balls like she had mine on many occasions. Could I fuck her knowing that his cum had shot all up in her cunt and scalded her pussy? And that she had bucked and groaned as that big piece of meat ground into her ass? You damned right I could, I answered myself smiling cockily. Lisa acted a little uptight that evening. We went through the motions of dinner and a little TV and settled into bed around 10 pm. “I need to tell you something”, she said as she cuddled, “but I don’t want you to be angry.” “New Years eve night, when we took the guys home, I’d had a lot to drink and I kind of let Jack and Travis do some serious smooching on me. They both kissed me a lot and I let them feel my breasts and my legs.” She started. “Hey”, I interrupted, “don’t even worry about that. I know those guys are octupusses. Besides you’re just too sexy too resist”. “Well, let me finish”, she said. “Jack was in a depressed mood today when he came over and I babied him a little. I had just gotten out of the shower so I was naked under my robe. I let him kiss me a little thinking that would satisfy him and maybe he would leave but he kept running his hands under my robe and he begged me to just let him kiss me…uhh..down there, you know. I asked him be satisfied with just feeling me some, but he insisted and lay me down on the sofa. I let him, honey. I know I shouldn’t have but I just let him do it. And I don’t want to be a cheat, so I knew I had to tell you about it.” After I let it sink in a moment, I told her “Hey, don’t worry about it, nothing’s hurt right? He got a little thrill and you had a little fun, too I’ll bet.” “I just don’t understand how he stopped there.” I quipped. “I knew he wouldn’t”, she whispered, “ so I did him with my hand.” I suddenly had the feeling that this was a test Lisa was pulling. She was gauging my reactions to Jack kissing her pussy and her jacking his cock to see if she should go ahead with the plan with Travis. “Honey”, I said, “I think you handled things nicely!” Next: Travis Does the Job Hotwife Lisa Ch. 03 Travis Does the Job It was finally Friday! And even though every Friday was special because it was the last workday and time for nothing but fun and relaxation, this one was extra special. Today was the day! The anticipation of today had kept a raging hard-on in my pants for days on end. And if things happened like I hoped, it’s memory would be the source of many hot lovemaking sessions to come. As I dressed for work, I began to worry. We hadn’t really talked much about a plan. Maybe I should have made it very plain that I fully expected her to tease, tantalize and fuck the shit out of my unsuspecting buddy. Maybe I should have told her that she could even suck his hard cock, lick his balls and let him kiss, suck and dick any part of her hot, sexy body he wanted to. I was disappointed immediately when I came into the kitchen. Lisa had a white blouse and denim shorts on. Where was the baby doll see through nightie we had talked about. Had she changed her mind? Damn, I thought, she didn’t even put on her make-up. I was sure Travis would have fucked her if she was wearing a gunny sack, but I wasn’t sure he’d make a move without some teasing and encouragement from Lisa. I was so fidgety by 10 am that I had to call. “Hey Baby, did Travis show up?” He came right after I left, she told me. And he was working hard on the front bathroom. By 1 pm, I was a bundle of nerves and anticipation. “Hey Sugar, just checking to see how you are.” I smiled into the phone. Everything was fine, she assured me with no mention of anything at all outside of the ordinary. By 3 pm, I couldn’t stand it. I made up a flimsy excuse and left work to head for home. Travis’ truck was blocking the drive, so I had to park on the curb. I slipped to the front living room window hoping I might be greeted by a wondrous sight of Lisa sliding her hot pussy up and down Travis’ long shaft. No such luck. At the kitchen door leading in from the garage, Lisa appeared quickly. “What are you doing home?” she almost hissed. There was no nightie but what she had on produced an immediate erection in me. Something she had obviously bought for this occasion as I had never seen it before. She had a smoky colored very transparent long thin gown on that had slits all the way down both sides and a tiny ribbon that tied the sides together at the waist. Her hot, bouncy tits were clearly visible and her nipples were extremely hard. I could see the contrast of her white, delectable thighs and the triangle of dark, tangled pussy hair. Damn, she was hot! “He hasn’t seen me in this yet”, she whispered, “I wanted to be sure he finished the work first before I distracted him too much.” I looked past her into the living room and saw that she had set up the bottle of Wild Turkey, mix, glasses and an ice bucket. Catching my glance, she whispered “Look, we can call this off, if you want to, are you sure you know I love you and that I’m just doing this for us?” For some reason at that moment I had to know that she was as enthusiastic as I was about this so I pretended to have second thoughts. “Yeah, maybe it’s not a good idea,” I said. “He’ll probably enjoy it so much he’ll be trying to get in your pants every week. And if he tells Jack, he’ll think he can hit on you pretty regularly too.” To my delight, my beautiful. faithful, hot pussied wife did exactly what I wanted her to do. “Whatever you want, Honey, but we’ve really already done just about everything. He’s already felt about everything I have and he’s kissed me everywhere. He’s sure not going to see anything he hasn’t already seen. And I don’t even remember if I told you, but I felt of him too that night in the backseat.” “So what do you think?” I asked. “I kind of have everything already planned,” she said with a pouty grin as she toyed with my tie, “and I think he’s definitely interested. I’ll ask him not to tell Jack, if that makes you feel better and I promise not to enjoy it too much.” “Okay, you hot little piece of work, I’m outa here. But I want all the details, okay?” I said backing away and heading back to my car. “Oh, Honey!” she called to me from the garage door, “can you wait until about 7 to come home tonight?” Next: Lisa Goes Racing