A Week at the Beach: A Hotwife Romance (16 page)

Her pleasure took her, though and as her head fell back she broke his gaze. It was a relief to see it.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed as her body rose and fell beneath his massive frame. I looked between her legs, where he was buried inside her and I saw the way her pussy squeezed him. Her body was squeezing him for cum. She was milking him for seed.

He slowed even more on top of her, stretching her climax out as she moaned softly into his ear. When it looked like she was coming down he started fucking her again. A good, rough, rut. That made me feel better. It made me feel better that the intimacy they'd shared was gone.

She looked spent. By the time he came out of her, she looked very spent. Her legs swayed slightly from side to side and her eyelids looked heavy. I knew they weren't done with her yet, though. Not even close.

He came out of her, Jaymal did and rolled over onto the bed next to her. The guy was hard and covered in her the juices from her cunt. She looked surprised when he picked her up so easily and laid her onto his stomach on her back.

I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe what he was going to do.

As Jaymal readied himself beneath her, I watched Bastian and Douglas hold her by the ankles again.

"Come on, brother. Help him in!" Bastian urged, grinning.

I shook my head but steps towards the strange quartet. What was I about to do? I was about to help another man into my wife's untouched ass!

I knelt down. His cock was massive from this close, I couldn't believe it had fit inside her. I had grave doubts about whether it would go in this way.

"Oh Jaymal," I heard her say. I looked up to see her staring at it again, or as much of it as she could see. "I don't think I can..." she whimpered.

"Relax, baby," Jaymal soothed from underneath her. "With how wet I am, ain't nothing gonna hurt."

She looked at me. I couldn't tell if that was desperation or desire in her eyes. In a moment of utter selfishness, I didn't care. I just wanted to see this black cock get stuffed inside Samantha's ass.

I put my hands on her cheeks and eased her open. It looked impossible. Even though Bastian's thick thumb had fit inside, and mine had, too, there didn't look to be any way Jaymal's entire girth could press inside that tiny hole. I didn't care, though. Selfish as I was, I wanted to see him try.

He took himself in hand, pressed his tip against her cheek. He slid it along her ass, leaving a trail of her own wetness there, until he found the opening he'd been looking for. I pried her apart just a little bit more and dared to look up at her again.

I think the look she wore, a strange mix of curiosity and terror, mirrored mine exactly.

He went easier this time, slower. By the time I looked back, he'd already pressed the tip in. I heard Samantha moan as his whole head moved inside her. But when I looked up at her pussy, I saw more liquid had begun to pool there. I reached down and wrapped a hand around my cock as I heard her moan again. She was loving this as much as I was.

Once he started sliding inside her, it felt weird to be so close. I stood up and back away towards the wall. My hand was moving along my cock but I was determined not to finish. Not until I saw the end of this.

By the time most of his shaft had disappeared inside her, there were juices streaming from pussy down onto her balls. She sounded like she was loving it as much as when he'd fucked her cunt. Then someone stepped up to fuck her cunt again.

Douglas grabbed the ankle that Bastian had been holding and stepped between her legs. He looked solid as a rock and ready to blow. I didn't blame him. I felt exactly the same.

With Jaymal buried deep inside her ass, Douglas perched the tip of his throbbing black cock at her entrance, then eased himself inside.

You haven't lived until you've seen your wife that full of cock. Her delicate little body flailed a little bit as Douglas pressed into her but as soon as she'd taken the two of them as deep as they could get, she looked like a fucking animal. Wild and ravenous.

They started moving inside her, alternating rhythms. Jaymal would fill her ass while Douglas slipped out. He let her ankles go and her legs started to flail. She looked panicked but not because of what was happening. Because what was going to happen couldn't come soon enough. When Bastian pushed his cock into her mouth, she gobbled him up like a greedy slut, desperate to have something to do while they fucked her.

She sucked that big cock like her life depended on it. I thought she was going to drain him right then and there. Bastian just stood over her, playing it cool, pushing her hair out of her face every once in a while so I could see.

She started moaning. She moaned onto his cock until he pulled it out of her mouth and let the sound of her moan fill the room. She looked down again at her pussy that was split wide open and filled with dark meat. I could tell she was about to come again, but I couldn't look at her face when she did. Seeing her do that would have sent me over the edge.

Instead, I watched the men moving inside her, watched their hands gliding along her skin, searching for curves they could cup that would serve their own pleasure. Whenever they found them, the round of her ass, or her breast, they'd always linger there. Sometimes they'd give her a little slap and watch her flesh bounce.

She came with a scream this time. A scream that made me worried it would wake the neighbours or someone would call the police. Bastian didn't seem to perturbed, though. He just stuffed his cock back inside her mouth.

Her pussy was gushing now as it squeezed Douglas for his cum. She put her own arms up to her legs and held them up, to try and get a better look still at the man disappearing inside her.

"Fuck!" I heard him grunt. He was going to blast his seed deep inside my wife.

My mind leaned towards the fear of whether she'd put her birth control in. I couldn't know. I could only trust she had. It was too late by the time I'd finished thinking about it, to do anything.

Douglas thrust himself deep inside her and I watched his sack tighten as he started to nut.

Samantha gasped. Her eyes went wide, her mouth opened. She must have felt him blow up in her cunt. It was terrifying, seeing her expression. For a second I hated myself for not saying anything, for not telling him to pull out. I've never felt relief like I felt when her shock melted into a smile laced with sin. She stared at his pained expression, coaxing more of him into her by squeezing her pussy.

"Come on baby, fuck all that cum into me!" she whispered. She let go of her legs and brought a hand up to touch his cheek.

I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. I knew I had to release soon but I didn't want to do it by myself, on the sidelines. I wanted a piece of her too. I wanted to be where Douglas was right now.

He pulled out. His seed, gobs of it, spurted out of her just as Bastian stepped in. He pushed his cock into her and started thrusting.

She knew what was going to happen this time. She knew what he wanted. She put on that same smile, that same, wicked smile. Her fingers grazed his arm.

"You too baby. I want to feel your seed inside me too!" she said, her voice like velvet. No man could resist a thing like that.

I watched his sack tighten, watched the muscles of his ass flex, driving his cock deep into her and filling her with his cum. He held himself inside. His balls rode up and down. Her hands touched his ass as she tried to pull him even deeper. Another man had just left his cum inside my wife.

When he was done, when he stepped away, I thought it would finally be my turn. Jaymal started grunting beneath her and I knew I'd have to wait. Just a little longer. Could I do it? Fuck, I had to do it.

She wailed a little. I guess because she'd never felt anything that big flex inside her ass. I stared at another set of balls, another shaft pulsing into her. Come was flowing from her now. Her pussy was drenched in white spunk and it was leaking out of her.

Some sick part of me hoped it wouldn't all leak out. Some part of me hoped there'd be some left when I finally got to plow into her. What the fuck would that even feel like, slipping into Samantha's pussy that was still coated in another man's love?

He finished quickly, Jaymal did. He didn't linger, either. Whether he saw how ready I was and was being polite, I don't know. He got out from under her and off the bed. I didn't even know where the three of them went. Suddenly it was just me and her in the room.

Her feet were still up in the air. Her pussy and ass were leaking cum. Her expression got so soft when she saw me, when she realized it was my turn next.

"Come here baby," she whispered. She shuffled up the bed a little so she wasn't quite on the edge. I crawled between her legs. We couldn't stop staring at each other.

"Come on baby," she coaxed, "you put it inside me now. I'm full of cum but I want you inside me. I want your cum inside me too."

I tensed. Then I shuddered. Just a few more seconds. Just until I slipped myself inside.

I felt her hand on my cheek. Then I felt both of her arms around my neck. I looked down. My cock was throbbing. I put it in the exact spot the other two had. For one beautiful moment, I felt the warmth of her and all of them on me. I looked up to see her smiling. When she said it, it was barely a whisper.

"Come on, baby. Fill me with your cum."

With a massive groan, I sank myself inside.

She squeezed me too. She squeezed me the way she'd squeezed them. It was pure, blistering bliss, gliding into that sticky tunnel. She wasn't as tight, stretched by them, but it didn't matter. As my body pressed against hers, as she wrapped her arms and legs around me, I felt myself start to come.

"That's it," she cooed softly next to my ear. Her warm breath made me shudder. The first blast of my eruption raged through my shaft and exploded onto her coated walls. I groaned and drove my body into hers.

"Oh yeah," she purred, "fuck me the way you want to. Just like that."

Another thrust. Another gush of cum into her cunt. Another blinding wave of pleasure that shook me to my core. I felt her pussy clench my cock.

"Oh fuck yeah. Your cum feels so good inside me," she murmured then kissed me on the cheek.

I looked up. Our eyes locked. I could feel another surge coming but for that moment, I saw her in a way I'd never seen her before. My sweet, little angel princess. She looked like she'd do anything for me.

A final blast of pleasure raced through me and I felt my ass clench as I jammed my cock deep into her. A final pulse of seed. I started falling, coasting down from my peak. Panting, I dropped down onto her body. We were both slick with sweat.

Had she put it in? I wondered. It made me pulse inside her. She felt it. I felt her hands drift slowly down my back and settle on my ass.

"I love you, baby," she whispered.

"Oh Samantha, I love you too."

Chapter 20

I was perched on the edge of the bed. Our bags were packed and waiting by the door. I watched her on the balcony. She wanted one last breath of sea air. I glanced at the clock. We had to go soon, or we'd miss the plane home. Would that be the worst thing?

Believe it or not, I hadn't asked her yet. There'd been plenty of opportunity, it wasn't that there hadn't. We'd seen Bastian again one more time but nothing happened. She was sore and tired from that night and I felt like I'd had my fill. The guy was so cool it didn't matter. He took us to some dive on the beach and got us drunk and told stories about France and we all said we'd get together again one day. Even if we didn't, we'd never forget Bastian.

Besides, our sex life took off like a fucking rocket after that night. It felt like we were young and in love and needed to fuck like rabbits. It felt a shame to spoil that kind of fun.

Suddenly she was right next to me, smiling.

"So?" she asked.

"So?" I echoed.

"Ready?"

I paused. She cocked her head. "Almost."

She raised an eyebrow. "Almost?"

I stood up, staring at her eyes. "I have to ask you something."

I couldn't be sure, but I thought I saw her smile grow wider. There was mischief there. "What is it?"

The inside of me started shaking. I knew she had. I knew she'd put it in. She may have turned a little wild but she wasn't foolish.

But there was just that tiny, nagging doubt...

"You remember what we were trying to do? Why we came here in the first place?" I asked. Oh God, I'd never felt so nervous. It couldn't be. It just couldn't be...

"Of course I do," she whispered, touching the tip of my nose with her finger.

I was breathing heavily now. I felt like I could feel every nerve ending in my body. Of course she did?!? What did that mean?!? Did it mean she'd gone completely crazy and
not
put the thing in? Did it mean that...

"I thought we should just take a break from that this week. But let's start again as soon as we get back. Okay?"

I couldn't help the sigh that heaved through me. She gave me a quirky, puzzled look, like she'd just watched a man go mad.

"You alright?" she asked.

A knock at the door.

"Come!" I shouted.

The bellboy stepped inside. "Take your bags sir? The cab's here."

"Go ahead," I said. "We'll be right down."

"Very good, sir," he answered, shuffling through the door with our suitcases in tow.

I turned around to see the devil dancing in Samantha's eyes. My smile faded. She leaned in to whisper.

"Did you really think I'd let them make my belly round?"

I swallowed loudly. My cock jumped. I pulled away and stared at her in disbelief. Little minx.

"I..." I wasn't sure what there was to say to that. "...really love you, my Samantha."

Smirk. "Well I love you too, Mr. Smith. Let's go for a plane ride!"

She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. I turned and watched her strut towards the door. She walked into the hall, turned and winked. I followed her out of the room and back home.

I'm still not sure exactly what happened on that vacation. Was it me? Was it her? Was it the beach, the ocean, the wine? I try not to think about it too much. I've never been more in love with her than I am now.