Hot Dates 2: Living as a Shared Wife (18 page)

“Oh God! Oh God! Fuck…
ohgodohgodohgod!
” Dana cried.

Her words became an unintelligible cry and she was clearly coming—coming hard. Dana twisted and arched her back off the couch one last time, holding there until she lost her strength and collapsed, dropping like a spent shell.

Gabi lifted her face from Dana’s pussy and licked her glazed lips. She flicked her hair and turned back to Carlos, saying, “Why don’t we move this to the bedroom?”

“Nice idea,” he agreed.

My wife seemed a little dazed when Javier helped her up from the couch and led her back to the master bedroom, with the others following. She looked extra slutty in just her heels and the skirt pushed around her waist. I’d bought a king-sized bed, but the foursome was still going to be a tight squeeze.

I switched to the master bedroom cameras, splitting the screen into quarters. Dana and Javier were on the far side of the bed, near the foot. She had one knee up on the bed and he held her face in both hands while they kissed. Carlos was pawing at Gabi’s ass while she dug in her purse. Maybe she was the keeper of the condoms. They couldn’t know both nightstands were loaded with them. But no, Gabi brought out a little cocaine. These really were party people.

To my knowledge, Dana had never done any hard drugs, but had she indulged earlier? Did that explain her reckless behavior? The thought of my sweet wife doing a line in a club sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t know if I was more horrified or turned on by her abandon—if she had done it.

Gabi snorted some off her pinkie nail and then offered a bump to Carlos, who happily accepted. She walked around the bed and offered Javier some. He vigorously snorted his. Gabi placed one more hit on her nail and offered it to Dana, who looked unsure.

“Aren’t we past holding back, Di?” Gabi asked. She applied gentle pressure to the back of my wife’s head and Dana leaned forward and snorted the white powder. She looked startled when her head snapped back.

I couldn’t believe it! Of everything I’d seen her do, this was the most shocking. My wife had gone to a new place and I wasn’t even sure if I knew who she was. I didn’t want to judge her—I knew that was unfair—but it still scared me. And excited me. My cock was steel as I watched Dana cross that line. Somehow I knew there were no more limits.

Gabi and Dana kissed, then Javier and Dana kissed, and then Javier and Gabi were making out while Dana touched them both. I felt a little guilty that my wife didn’t have my full attention, but Gabi really was stunning naked. Tall, lean, with an amazing ass and cute little tits. She just looked like she was built for fun. The two Latinos kept kissing and Carlos came behind Dana to turn her attention to him.

Dana went right into kissing Carlos like she had been the others. It was like it didn’t matter much to her who she was touching and kissing. But paying closer attention, that wasn’t quite true. She clung to Carlos, thrust herself at him in a way she didn’t present herself to the others. It looked like he provoked a feral response in her that the others didn’t. Just watching, I could almost feel how badly she needed him. She wrapped both arms around his neck and held the back of his head while they intensely kissed.

Carlos pushed Dana onto the bed and confidently stood over her while slowly unbuttoning his shirt, which he tossed onto a chair in the corner of the room. I’d put that chair there in case there ever came a time I would want to be in the room. It was hard to imagine sitting in the corner and watching while an orgy went on in front of me. If I didn’t take a turn with Dana and Gabi I really wouldn’t be a man, would I?

Gabi turned her attention back to Carlos and took over removing his pants. My wife eagerly watched them, waiting for a fucking she’d been craving all night. Gabi freed his cock and stroked it up and down while smiling at Dana. It was like she was saying,
I know what you want and I have it. Should I give it to you?
My wife looked like she was ready to beg if Gabi asked.

Javier was in the corner by the nightstand and he was nearly nude. Did Gabi help him while I was paying attention to Dana? Javier was clad only in black briefs when he climbed onto the bed and began touching my wife. She responded immediately. She moaned and pushed at his hands when he playfully groped her tits, then moaned deeply when he pinched and pulled her nipples. Dana gasped when he went too hard, but he eased back to just how she likes it. He rubbed her smooth, slick mound and her legs just fell open, an invitation to a man she hardly knew.

Carlos kept his attention on my wife, even though Gabi was pleasuring him. He seemed to enjoy watching Javier play with her. Gabi was on her knees and sucking his thick cock like a champ. His girth didn’t seem to slow her down at all.

Dana was moaning constantly, eyes flicking between the two men as Javier touched her. She looked like she didn’t know what to do. He didn’t finger her, but just rubbed her pussy and she cried out every time he grazed her clit. I bet she would have come in two seconds if he just concentrated there. She wasn’t the only one close. I had to keep slowing down as I stroked myself or I would have blown my load already. I didn’t want to come until I was seeing something truly magnificent, and the show just kept getting better and better.

My wife reached for Javier’s package and when he moved closer on the bed she nearly tore his briefs off. He shed them while managing to only lose contact with her for an instant. He didn’t have the monster cock Carlos did, but his shaft was quite long and a good handful when Dana fisted it. By the way she stared at that cock, she wanted more than to just touch it. She pulled him closer and he scooted over on the bed until he could feed her his shaft. Dana lovingly kissed the head and then stuffed it into her mouth.

Carlos pulled Gabi to her feet and turned her around. A firm hand on her back bent the girl forward until she rested on her elbows, just beside Dana. He slid in behind her, cock aimed at her sex, and pushed it inside her in one long, deliberate thrust.

“Mmm, harder,
papi
, harder,” Gabi pled, pushing back against his languid thrusts.

He was fucking Gabi, but he was watching my wife. Dana had been focused on the cock in her mouth, but when Gabi spoke she twisted her head as best she could to see the other couple fucking right beside her. I swore I saw jealousy in her eyes. That twisted my stomach just a little tighter. Carlos grabbed Gabi’s perfect ass and rammed her so hard the bed shook. She cried out, begging for more, and he gave it to her.

Javier held the back of Dana’s head and fed her his cock, forcing her attention back to him. He wanted her best, not a distracted blowjob. He tilted her head up, forcing himself farther down her throat and she closed her eyes and took him, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked him. Did she want to get it over with so she could get back to the man she really wanted?

“Fuck me,
papi
! Fuck me!” Gabi cried, hanging her head as she shoved herself back at Carlos just as hard as he gave it to her.

Gabi reached out blindly, touched Dana, and then followed her curves to find my wife’s cunt. Dana gasped into her mouthful of cock when Gabi began fingering her. First the Latina used two slender fingers, but then added a third and vigorously finger-fucked Dana. I could see Dana struggling to keep sucking Javier’s prick as the feelings in her pussy took over, but he held her head and just kept steadily feeding her cock.

The scene on my screen had become a full-blown orgy. I had thought I would be treated to a night of my wife getting fucked by her cop lover—and was thrilled about it—but what I got was insane. I would have never thought I’d see anything like that—especially with my wife at the middle of it. My cock ached and I couldn’t resist coming any longer. I barely had a tissue in place when I shot my load. But while I was coming, everyone on my screen was still going at it.

Gabi must have been primed and ready, because she came very quickly. She howled like a banshee and sagged to the bed, leaving her motionless fingers buried in my wife. Carlos kept fucking her for a moment longer, but then pulled out. That thick cock was even more impressive when thick with her juices. It suddenly struck me that he hadn’t used a condom, and I was surprised. These people seemed to fuck around a lot, weren’t they worried about catching something?

Carlos stepped away from Gabi—who rolled onto her side to watch—and moved right to Dana, pulling her legs farther apart. Dana opened her eyes and watched as he got into position, wielding his blunt instrument, and then rubbed her pussy with it. Her hips twitched. She wanted it. She didn’t seem to care that he wasn’t wearing a condom. I felt sick. He held her ass and lifted it off the bed, and it was Gabi who grabbed his cock and put it into my wife. They did it like they had done this many times before. Carlos pulled Dana onto him and buried his naked cock inside her.

Dana grunted into Javier’s cock. He didn’t seem to mind sharing her, as long as he kept getting to use her mouth. Dana reached for Carlos and it was unclear if she was trying to pull him closer or push him away, but when he started fucking her it was clear what she wanted. Her eyes seemed to roll back into her head and she gave herself to the two men completely.

I was dizzy and really did feel like I might throw up. This was not my wife’s first threesome, but I still was not prepared for what I saw. That first time was not live, and that made a huge difference, though I’m not sure why. And Dana, Zach and his roommate were just three drunk, stoned people having fun.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that this time my wife was being used like a piece of meat by these guys. Carlos and Javier were using her body with intent, like she was their whore for the night. And wasn’t she? They really weren’t wrong. Worst of all, I think I felt so sick because I was so turned on. I was harder than I’d ever been. Seeing my wife used like that fulfilled all my darkest fantasies. I guess it really was what I wanted. But I still didn’t know that I could handle it.

“Turn her over,” Carlos said.

“Damn, she can suck a cock,” Javier commented.

“Yes she can,” Carlos agreed.

Dana was pliant and let them roll her over, though she looked shaky on her hands and knees. Even at that break she didn’t demand Carlos put on a condom. She was too busy reaching for Javier’s cock.

“Fuck me, you two. Oh God, fuck me,” she moaned. She didn’t even sound like herself. Was that the coke talking? I know it makes you feel invincible and euphoric. Did that make the sex too good to resist? I wanted to blame her abandon on drugs.

Javier fed her his cock once again and Carlos took her from behind. Now he could really fuck her hard, and he rammed that thick piece of meat into her. Javier had her hair balled in his fist and essentially fucked her mouth. Dana bounced between those two pricks in a frenzy. It was impossible to separate her moans from the sloppy sucking sounds coming from her throat. The guys used her roughly and it looked like she just wanted more. Gabi laid to the side and played with herself. In my deviant mind, I wondered how she would jump back in. I couldn’t imagine Gabi was done for the night.

It was almost like it was all happening to someone else. Don’t get me wrong, I felt every wonderful second of it, but after I did that bump of coke it was like a demon took over my body and I was shoved to the side—along for the ride, but not in control. The demon was invincible. The demon wanted to fuck every way possible, and do it all night. The demon wanted to prove she was the hottest piece of ass these guys—and Gabi—would ever meet.

The guys double-teamed me and I wiggled my ass for more, while sucking Javier like a madwoman. I only fleetingly noticed Carlos was not wearing a condom. The demon didn’t care. There was no time to slow down for condoms. They used my body and it felt like I was impaled by one long, incredible dick. If it had just been Carlos fucking me I would have come multiple times, but I was a little distracted by the cock being pushed down my throat. When they changed positions, and my mouth was finally free, the demon begged them to keep fucking me.

They really had leverage to fuck me when I was on my hands and knees. Carlos rammed my pussy ruthlessly, and he pounded an orgasm out of me immediately. I screamed into Javier’s cock and nearly choked on him. He was relentless shoving that thing into my mouth. I tried to keep up, but it didn’t matter. Javier was in charge of my mouth, he pulled my hair to screw it—which was hot—and I eagerly waited for him to finish. I wanted him to come in my mouth, but I knew it would be a better show for my husband if he came all over my face.

Yes, my husband. What must Dave be thinking watching his wife descend into the depths of slutdom? No matter what he would say to me later, I knew this was what he wanted. Dave wanted me depraved and out of control. He wanted me ready to fuck anyone, anytime. And now that he finally had it, where would we go?

The guys wanted to reposition me again, and I happily went along with them. They both pulled out and Carlos’s wet cock slapped my butt. I was sort of half on my side and Javier had my legs pulled far apart—one was in the air, I think. He was on his knees and he started screwing me like that. Carlos held my head near his crotch—I was sideways—and he fed me his cock. He was gentle at first, not like Javier had been. I tasted pussy on his shaft and I hungrily sucked it, knowing it was from both me and Gabi. I sucked him lovingly, hoping to show him I was still his girl. Crazy, since I have a husband. Carlos looked down at me sucking him and it wasn’t quite love in his face, but possibly admiration. Knowing I’d impressed him made me so happy and I sucked him even more passionately.

Gabi came back into the picture. She started by touching me. Javier fucked me with long, steady strokes and she rubbed my clit. God, that made me see stars. It only got more intense when she leaned in and started sucking my breasts. I cried into Carlos’s prick that I was coming, and I seemed to just have one orgasm after another.

It struck me like a lightning bolt in that moment. I really love being used. Yes, I knew I liked going out there and getting attention and having some hot guy climb all over me. That was a thrill I’d become almost addicted to. But just being stripped and thrown around by a bunch of strangers like this—being their piece of meat—was intoxicating. They took me as they pleased, and I just kept coming and coming. It was animalistic and primal and it was a stronger high than the coke I’d done.

Gabi was still rubbing my pussy while Javier fucked me, but now she was playing with Carlos’s smooth balls while I sucked him. She stroked my hair and kissed my cheek, cooing encouragement.

“Suck his beautiful cock, Di. It’s so wonderful. You love that cock as much as I do. Show him,” she cooed.

I would have agreed, if I’d been able to speak.

“Is she a good cocksucker,
papi
?” she asked.

“Di’s fucking mouth is wonderful. She sucks the cock so good. She’s a perfect little slut. Aren’t you, Diana?” Carlos grinned down at me.

I nodded as best I could, and Gabi used that as an opportunity to steal that prick from me. She pulled it away and stuffed it in her mouth. I pouted, but it wasn’t like I was left alone. Gabi still rubbed my pussy while Javier fucked me.

“God, that’s good. Fuck me,” I begged. “Gonna come again…”

Gabi passed the cock back to me and pushed it to suck Carlos’s balls while I worked his shaft.

“You fucking girls. Holy shit,” Carlos grunted.

Two girls working on him was too much for Carlos. He began coming in my mouth, but jerked my head back by my hair. Gabi and I played our roles perfectly. Our mouths hung open and Carlos painted our faces with his hot jizz. I climaxed too and for some reason Javier pulled out of me while I was in the middle of it.

Gabi pushed me onto my back and kissed me. She was all tongue, licking the cum from my face. I helped clean her too, and together we shared Carlos’s load. It was so hot and slutty. Dave’s mind had to be blown.

Javier turned Gabi onto her back and started fucking her, holding her legs in the air. I could only guess that the coke was making him take forever to come. Gabi seemed happy about that. She screeched and demanded he fuck her harder. Carlos and I rolled to the other side of the rocking bed. It was the closest thing to privacy to be had at the moment.

“Are you okay, Diana?” he asked, kissing my forehead, about the only place he hadn’t sprayed his cum.

“Yes, baby,” I sighed. I could feel my eyes were as big as saucers. I must have looked like quite the coked out whore.

“This wasn’t quite the night you planned, is it?”

I shook my head. “It feels like a dream.”

“You’ll come down, Diana. And then you’ll find out who you really are.”

“I’m yours, Carlos. I’m yours to use.”

“I know that. I know that.”

I had so much to say to him, but it was hard to concentrate when he kept touching me like that. His hands were all over my body, teasing me—keeping me horny. I’d climaxed so many times, and yet I wanted more. I was jealous of the couple besides me because they were still screwing—at least for the moment. Javier growled and he finally came, buried inside Gabi.

Carlos whispered in my ear. He ordered me, “Lick Gabi’s pussy.”

I crawled over and pulled the prone girl around so I could get between her legs. She looked mildly surprised. I tried to give my best seductive smile. I didn’t really know what to do, so I just dove in and started kissing her swollen, used lips. She tasted like sex, there’s really no other way to put it. She was musky and sweet and tangy. My tongue dipped inside her and I tasted Javier, too. His taste was distinct from her, but then blended nicely. I don’t know that I really cared about all that. I was mostly performing, both for my lovers in the room and for my husband at home. I’d avoided this intimate act with my friend years ago, but now I was eagerly diving in and licking a virtual stranger.

Gabi was going crazy, so I was doing something right. She pulled my hair and closed her thighs around my head. I could hardly hear when she screamed for me to lick her clit. I not only licked, but I sucked that little button, just the way I like it. It’s a sure way to make me come, and it worked like a charm. Gabi flooded my mouth and I lapped her juices until she stopped writhing. I slithered up her body and kissed her, wanting her to taste herself. I was only there for a moment before Carlos pulled me off and started fucking me again.

The night became something of a blur after that. I know I took another bump of coke from Gabi, and that made it harder to climax. Not impossible, but more difficult. But it also made me just fuck and fuck and fuck. I was with Carlos and Javier separately. I think they took turns on Gabi and I. Then I was with Javier and Gabi. Somehow, I ended up in bed alone with Carlos and he was just holding me while I was shaking and trying to calm my body. I passed out that way, like someone just threw a switch.

~~~

I awoke with a start and I was alone, clutching at a sheet. The bad dream slipped right from my mind and it felt like I’d only passed out a second ago. But Carlos was gone and his side of the bed was cold. He’d been gone a while. I wearily looked up at one of the cameras and wondered if Dave was still watching. Did he watch my lover slip out of bed and sneak out on me?

The bed was torn apart. My sheet wasn’t even tucked in any longer and was twisted around me. The room reeked of sex, what I imagined a whorehouse smelled like in the morning. I peeled myself from the bed and nudged the curtain aside. The sky was deep blue satin. Dawn was right around the corner.

God, it hurt to move. Everything hurt, especially between my thighs. I thought the first time with Carlos had been rough. I finally understood what it meant to be fucked so much you walk funny. I had this weird, spread-legged gait. The muscles in my legs were incredibly sore, like I’d done an entire day of yoga. My breasts were so sore from so much rough handling. My nipples screamed when I brushed them. This was the price to pay for being an all-night whore.

The door to the second bedroom hung open and the bed was torn apart, but vacant. Javier and Gabi had retreated there together at some point, but I wasn’t sure when. The night was a blur. It only took another moment to realize the entire apartment was empty. My new friends had scampered without saying goodbye. I’m not shy about being nude, but it did feel weird to be walking around a strange apartment with no clothes on. I took a water bottle from the fridge, drained it, and gingerly walked back to the shower. A dull headache had been hanging in the back of my head, but now it was pounding its way to the forefront.

A long hot shower will revitalize me under ordinary circumstances, but this time it wasn’t enough to bounce me back from the all night orgy. Come was matted in my hair and I felt it dried on my body and it felt good to get clean. I washed my hair three times and scrubbed and scrubbed until I was pink, but in the end I still felt like a slutty wife who’d been fucked all night. I wiped the fog off the mirror with a fluffy towel and I still looked like I’d been partying all night. The fresh-faced suburban mom was nowhere to be found.

After my shower, I realized a detail that had been missed in the planning for the apartment. I really should have clothes there for afterward. I was forced to redress in my party clothes from the night before. The skirt was on the floor beside the bed and wasn’t too bad, but my top was crumpled and thrown into the corner of the living room, and it looked like it when I pulled it on. Even with a shower, I would be doing a walk of shame. At least it was unlikely anyone would see me creeping home at that hour.

~~~

The sun had been up for about twenty minutes when I pulled the Prius into the driveway beside Dave’s truck. The brightening light was painful, despite my big sunglasses. I quietly closed the car door and began the shaky walk to the front door—much more difficult in heels—when Jana’s voice froze me in my tracks.

“Wow, honey. What have you been up to?” she said.

I looked back over my shoulder and there she was in neon running shoes, black yoga pants, and a fleece. She was running in place and I hoped she would just keep moving, but no, she came up the lawn to meet me.

“Hey,” I grunted. I was not in any shape for chit-chat, and I had to assume Dave was inside waiting for me. Thinking of that, I thought maybe stalling wasn’t so bad.

“You look like you’ve been ridden hard and put up wet. Where were you all night?” Jana asked, looking me over. “By the way, hot outfit. I had no idea you even owned anything like that. I may need to raid your closet.”

We could not stand in front of the house discussing why I was out all night, not with me dressed this way. I hustled Jana past the garage, through the gate, and into the backyard. I dropped onto one of the chaise lounges by the pool. It felt awesome to be off my feet.

“Don’t worry. I don’t think anyone else caught your walk of shame. I didn’t see anyone else out this early, but you never know who’s looking out of their window,” Jana said, taking a seat across from me.

I thought about how before I’d been proud to wear one of my date outfits, but they typically weren’t as revealing as that. I had to sit carefully to avoid flashing my friend. “Good God, I hope no one saw. I was trying to get home sooner.”

“Home from where? It looks like you were out on your own last night, unless Dave is still passed out somewhere.”

“He’s home,” I grudgingly admitted.

“And he didn’t mind you going out last night dressed like that? I mean, I know he loves to show off his hot little wife, but not many guys would be cool with that.”

“He knows.”

“And he knows you were out all night?”

Now Jana was prying, because I was only giving basic answers. I didn’t know the answer to the last question. Dave could have fallen asleep at any point. And I didn’t know if he would be up yet, though the kids would take the choice away from him soon.

“Dave knows I was out,” I answered simply.

Jana could tell I was hiding something and was not ready to let go. “Girls night out?”

“Something like that. I was hanging out with friends.”

“Listen honey. If you really don’t want to talk, I’m not going to make you, but something’s obviously going on. That’s a booty call outfit, not a hangout with friends outfit. Maybe Dave’s a little too into showing you off to realize that, but you’re not fooling me. I
know
you’re up to something.”