Part 2 - I Would Probably Be The Guy She Took To Bed.....Wrong

It's a wonderful sight to see your wife laying on her back on a bed, her knees bent, wearing nothing but a pair of stiletto heels, legs open, moaning as another man licks her slit, sliding his tongue up and down her private spot, tasting her wetness, listening to her moans of pleasure, knowing she is enjoying it, and knowing he is going to make her cum. That is what I was thinking as I sat and watched Jim licking Melissa, I was admiring her sexy legs and feet, her big breasts that hung softly, gravity pulling them to the sides of her body, flattening them some, but still looking so fucking sexy.

The sounds she was making were unmistakable, moaning, sometimes a quick gasp, and at others, a little high pitched "yip" the sounds of pleasure, oral pleasure, oral sounds. I knew what her pussy tasted like at this moment, it's delightful sensual scent, and the feel of it against my tongue. Now Jim was learning the same thing, finding out that the woman he was bedding was very, very good to taste! He too was moaning, and I could see his cock was swollen hard beneath him, obviously turned on by the sight, taste and smell of my wife's open pussy, the pussy that she was giving to him now with fierce abandon, moving her hips up and down on the bed, sliding her body over his tongue as his tongue slid over her wet slit.

Melissa moved faster and harder, grinding into his face, her back arched, her cunt in the air, as Jim wrapped his arms around her legs and tried in vain to hold her down as she orgasmed, cumming loudly, her body arching up from the bed, her fingers digging into his hair, holding his face hard against that wet slippery cunt that wanted it so badly. "Ohhhhh fuck! awwww........FUUUUKKKK!!!" she screamed as she came, her body twisting beneath him, her legs straightening as if in spasm, toes curled against the soles of her shoes. He didn't let up, leading her through the orgasm from beginning to end, and holding her to his face as she came, soaking him in her wetness.

"Oh my God" she exclaimed as she released his head, falling back against the bed, panting like a dog in heat, gasping for breath, "Oh my fuck, that was wonderful!" she tried to manage a smile, but couldn't, just giggled a bit and fell back, her head hitting the pillow, "Wonderful...." she murmured, "wonderful......."

"I think she liked that Jim!" I said, and we all laughed, trading glances. I knew that my comment probably made him feel a little more comfortable too. It's a little strange fucking a woman in front of her husband, not everyone is able to do it, even when they think they are. Jim was obviously a man who was up to it, as he rose to his feet, his cock was swollen hard, standing at full attention, stretching out from his body, at least 8 inches. He reached down to Mel and skillfully flipped her over on the bed, her body rolling with his hands, and she was on her belly, then up on all fours, her legs open, her cunt facing us, shining wetly, cum dripping from between her lips. Jim reached his hand forward and took it between his fingers, squeezing her pussy lips, which elicted a little squeal of delight from my wife.

She squirmed around a little, wiggling her bum, enticing him to fuck her, she turned her head in my direction and smiled, "I'm gonna fuck him honey, and you are going to watch, do you like it?" She wiggled her ass again, teasing both of us. Before I answered, Jim moved in behind her, his body pressing up against my wife's bum, his cock headed for her vagina. She reached a hand between her legs, grabbed his thick cock, and guided him to the entrance to her womanhood. She gasped as he penetrated her, his cock sliding between those wet lips, driving deep inside of her in the first thrust, one that almost knocked her over, but she held her ground, and thrust back, grinding against him taking him deep.

She was loud. Oh my...she was loud. I remember thinking that the neighbors in the next hotel room were getting a treat if they liked to listen to a woman cumming, if not...well....we were going to wake the whole floor. The rest is a blur, they fucked and fucked, he grabbed her MILFY ass, digging his fingers in, pulling her back to him. I could see her big tits, hangers really, swinging back and forth beneath her with each thrust, flopping and swinging wildly. Her nipples were hard, her body, her creamy white skin, shining in the hotel room lighting. There bodies slapped together, slap, slap, slap, bare skin against skin, wet sounds filled the room, drowned out by her gasps and moans, and his strong gutteral grunts. They fucked like wild animals, a good pair to watch, better than porn I remember thinking.....better than porn.....

Melissa came, and came again, and probably faked it a few times too, for the benefit of her audience, although afterwards when I asked, she denied it. She just kept telling me how good his cock felt inside of her, and how he was hitting all the right spots. They kept at it doggie style for a long time, his endurance was amazing, and hers too, until, as she reached ben eath her legs and grabbed his balls, he groaned, and came, shooting his cum inside of my wife, pulling out, shooting a spurt across her bum, then shoving it back inside of her open, wet cunt, and giving her the last few drops.

He pulled out, gasping, as she collapsed on her belly on the bed, moaning in pleasure. I looked at this cock, glistening with my wife's cum,  it still throbbed with the after affects of his orgasm, before he too collapsed beside her face down on the bed.....his hand reaching out and grabbing her bum cheeks.

Afterwards, we had a cigarette or two, and another drink, Melissa laid on the bed, her legs open, head propped up with pillows smoking, giving us both a view of her freshly fucked pussy, red and wet, her pussy lips open. It was inviting, and in fact it was an invitation to me, but I didn't take her up on it, not while he was there. I wanted her to myself at that point, and I think he got the hint. A gentleman, he got dressed, kissed her softly on the lips, and said his goodnights, saying he had a great time and would love to join us again. We agreed to get together another time soon, as I walked him to the door, and we shook hands as he left.

I walked back into the room, Melissa was still on the bed, legs open, "Be gentle," she said, "I'm a little tender, but please, lick my pussy." I did.....my tongue tasting their combined love.....licking her swollen clit....probing between her open lips....my mouth engulfing her slit....sucking on her clit....pulling it up....making her gasp.....she came....then she fucked me.....climbing on top and riding....riding me slowly....telling me how big his cock was....how good it felt.....her cunt felt wet and open....my cock felt small......but she squeezed her kegal muscle....squeezed me tight......her fingers playing with her clit while she rode me....until she could take no more....she came again....and so did I....before we fell asleep in each other's arms.....
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I Would Probably Be The Guy She Took To Bed.....Wrong

When Melissa looked up and saw him I knew he was the one she would be taking back to our hotel room. We were at a Christmas party at a local hotel with some swinger friends, not really expecting to meet a guy, just have a few drinks and then retire to our hotel room for the night. We decided to stay at the hotel so we could drink, and have a night away.

I would probably be the guy she took to bed.....wrong.....

I wasn't counting on Jim. Tall and handsome, he got Melissa's eye as soon as he walked into the hotel party room. He wasn't with anyone, just a stud on the prowl. He didn't even belong to the group we were with, but he heard about a party in the hotel and decided to stroll down after supper. Kind of brash, but his good looks took him far, you could tell that. Impeccably dressed, well groomed, and looking like he knew what to do with a woman. He immediately was heading toward my sexy wife, sitting at a table with me and a couple of friends. He introduced himself by saying, "Hi I'm Jim, and I want to dance with you."

Melissa giggled, took a quick drink, and said, "I'm Melissa, and I'm gonna dance with you!" moving to her feet, pushing down her mini dress and grabbing his out stretched hand as he took her to the dance floor. I watched from the table, noting her reactions, the smile, the toss of her hair, the way she moved with him to the sound of the rap song that was playing....she doesn't even like rap, but she looked like she was enjoying it, and when it turned to a slow song...well....she literally melted into his arms, they might as well have been fucking on the dance floor. His hands were on her bum, and she was moving it slowly, grinding against his crotch, giving him a good hard-on I figured.

After the second dance, they headed for the bar, she glanced over at me and smiled, and I knew where it was going, the bar, for a drink, then probably upstairs to our room, or his. I knew she would tell him about me, and I would be going, it's a rule we have, especially with strangers. I went outside to the smoking room, catching her eye as I passed, and stood where I could watch the door to the party room. Sure enough, they came out, turned for the elevators, but she looked back at me and said, "C'mon!"

I dropped my butt in an ashtray and followed them to the elevator, getting on just before the door closed.

"This is my husband." she said to Jim, "This is Jim," she said to me, "And we're going to our room to fuck, you can watch, Jim doesn't mind."

"Hi Jim," I said, no awkwardness at all, I've been into this too long to get awkward about it now. He nodded and shook my offered hand, a good strong handshake, "Good to meet you." He said, ""Even better to meet your wife" looking at Melissa, we all laughed as the elevator doors opened on our floor.

I led the way down the hall, sliding my pass card over the door lock and opening it, then standing aside for them to enter, which they did, still holding hands.

"Fix us a drink" Melissa said, "While I freshen up." She went into the bathroom while Jim and I moved into the room and I headed for the bureau where the tequila was, taking three glasses from the counter.

We made a little small talk, not much, he took the drink I offered and said cheers, and we each took the shot of tequila. The bathroom door opened and Melissa came out, wearing nothing but her stockings and heels, totally nude, her shaved pussy looking a little shiny and wet, where she had probably splashed some water, "freshening up" as she called it.

"Oh My!" Jim exclaimed, "Wow, beautiful, he took the glass of tequila I held out for her and passed it over, wrapping his arms around her as he did. She drank it, grimaced a little, then kissed him, on the lips, hard, as his hands roamed over her body, one reaching for and grabbing her big tits, squeezing one between his fingers.

"MMMMM" she moaned, as they kissed, "mmmmmm" her legs opened a little, and his other hand dropped between them, and he had the first feel of my wife's wet, shaved, pussy, his hand taking in all of it.  There was a bit of foreplay as I moved to a chair and sat down, kissing and petting, before she said to him, "You better get those clothes off." He didn't have to be asked twice. His clothes dropped to the other bed in the room and when his pants came down, his hard cock appeared, swollen, big and thick, already aroused by my wife's body and her fingers. Fingers which now reached around his cock, stroking it, smiling, ooing and awwing....displaying her pleasure and delight with his manhood in ways that only a hotwife knows how to do.

Of course it was only seconds before she was on her knees in front of him, and the circumsized head of his penis was in her mouth, as she opened wide to take him, sucking his cock, slurping, moaning and obviously enjoying his taste as his fingers held her head. My view was spectacular. My wife, on her knees in stockings and heels, her big titties hanging, nipples hard, her mouth open wide, sucking a new cock with obvious pleasure. Her high heels dug into her bum as she leaned back, and I think she liked the feeling because she squirmed and moaned a little louder when it happened.

Releasing his cock, she turned to me, "Oh honey, he tastes goooood." She smiled at me, then took him again, then stopped, "Can you see OK? Can you see your wife sucking another man? A man with a big cock?"

"I can" I answered, "Don't stop, it looks great."

"No don't stop!" said Jim laughing, "it feels good too!" We all laughed a little, good, he had a sense of humor, that is always good in this kind of relationship.

Melissa sucked Jim with vigor, putting on a bit of a show for me, as I poured us all another shot of tequila leaving the glasses on the bureau, waiting for them to want it. One hand was stroking Jim while she sucked, and his cock seemed to grow even bigger, swelling to her movements, her tongue rolling over the head of his cock.

 Evenutally she stopped, looked up at him and smiled, "Don't want to go too far yet do we?" she giggled, "I think it's my turn for a little attention."  With that, she stood up and moved up on the bed, laying back, spreading her legs, giving us both a great look at her smooth pussy, wetness glistening in the glow of the bed table lights. "How about me, suppose I could have some attention?"

Jim moved onto the bed, and his face buried into her thighs, kissing and licking, before his tongue reached out and slide the length of her slit, and she moaned....loudly.....

Watch for part two.....
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One of the things I have noticed when watching Melissa with other men is how she reacts to certain fellas, both sexually and non-sexually, and how some guys are a 'given' I know when I see her interaction with them that she would screw them given the opportunity. It's partially just from experience, partially because I know my horny wife, and partially because some guys just seem to have 'it' and know how to use it.

I'm not talking about male endowment, that is a plus, as Melissa would say, but it's not necessarily a deal breaker either way, and in fact, she prefers smaller to bigger, although not too small. For some girls, and Melissa is one of them, there is such a thing as too big. A big cock can be uncomfortable for some women, having something to do with the angle of their vaginas as I understand it.

She doesn't pick her men by penis size, she picks them more on personality first, physical characteristics second, and if it's the whole package, well...I know that I am going to be in for some sloppy seconds.....

If you ask them, women don't want alpha males, strong masculine types. Instead they feed you some BS about wanting "sensitive, caring guys" who know how to treat a woman. To some degree that is true, they want a guy to fawn over them, wait on them, do the housework, drive them around, buy them nice things, but when it comes to spreading their legs....the truth is quite different.

Many women are turned on by men in control. They like the guy in charge. There is something about it, that's why corporate exec's and others in high places have no trouble getting laid. Most of them are not wimps, in fact far from it. Remember when you were in high school and your best girlfriend dumped you for some guy that you thought was a prick? He probably had a tough guy image, smoked, drove a souped up car, walked with a certain swagger, and almost always looked serious, like he was ready to fight. You were the opposite, a nice guy, laughing, smiling, always good to her, doing what she wanted, never treating her badly, and yet she dumped you.

All these guys have something in common. They are "alpha males" Take charge type men, very masculine, often completely politically incorrect, often the last thing in the world a woman wants for a husband. But for a fuck, they will go for this type everytime. Alpha men...turn women on. For the most part, just by being alpha men.

Masculine, a little rough, but polished in ways we regular guys don't quite understand. In other words, they have trained themselves to be, alpha males.  They know how to walk, talk and act like an alpha male, they know that women appreciate that, and regardless of what a woman says,  they want to fuck them. In fact, some will completely deny it, repudiate that they are interested in a guy, and the next thing, they are on their back, legs spread, waiting for him.

I've seen it happen repeatedly over my years in the swinger lifestyle, which has now become a cuckold lifestyle. At swinger parties, Melissa would often end up with the alpha male types, not often, usually. The nice guys might entertain her with sparkling conversation, jokes and fun all evening, but when things got down to business, she is invariably with the alpha male, someone who for all intents and purposes, is the complete opposite of a cuck.

So how do these guys become an "alpha male"? Well I think many are born to it. They just seem to know. It could be they had a role model, it could be that they just instinctively know what it takes to bed women, any women, and they put those techniques to good use.

Alpha males are typically perfect for cuckold - hotwife relationships. For one thing, they are not looking for a wife, they don't want yours for anything other than a fuck buddy.  They are players, and therefore not interested in settling down, and they know how to treat a cuckold in the relationship, so that everyone gets something out of it. Melissa has the final say in her men, and always includes, or at least makes sure that I am ok with it, but from then on, the relationship changes, and takes on the cuck/hotwife format.

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The dance was only about half over when I saw Melissa heading for the door holding hands with a guy, pulling him towards the exit and the stairs to the hotel upstairs. We had a room on the 2nd floor and I knew that was where they were headed. I gulped down the remaining drops of whisky in my glass and quickly followed, catching up to them on the stairs.

"Oh Hi Honey." Melissa said, "This is Marc, Marc, this is my husband."

I said my name as he reached down to shake my hand, his grip was strong and his big hand engulfed my little hand, squeezing my fingers.

"We're going to the room, you going to join us?" Melissa said, smiling at me, then at Marc, who didn't seem to show any concern one way or the other.

"I'd love to." I replied, "That is, if you don't mind." I looked at him first, he shook his head, he didn't mind, in fact his mind was on Melissa, dressed in her little mini dress with no panties, as she headed up the stairs, lifting her skirt, smiling back at us, saying, "Are you coming or not?"

We both stepped up the pace and we were on our floor in a seconds, as I went ahead to unlock the door and let them in, standing to the side to let them pass.

It went from 0 to 60 in 7 seconds I swear. Melissa was in his arms kissing him before I could get my jacket off, and she was undoing his pants seconds later. I stepped behind her and pulled her mini dress off over her head, pulling her back toward me displaying my wife big soft hangers and smooth shaved pussy to Marc, who stood back, enjoying the view as Melissa spread her legs and showed him what she looked like in nothing but stiletto heels. I could see her pussy lips in the bureau mirror, her bare slit was glistening wet, because she was so horny from dancing with Marc, and the anticipation of bringing him back to our hotel room.

He got down in front of her, kneeling between her legs, his mouth on her cunt, licking, lapping rather, her wetness, as she moaned and twisted in my arms, gasping as his tongue touched her clit. She was moaning quite loud, obviously enjoying it, I felt her legs get weak, as she had a mini orgasm, relying on me to hold her up, which I did, feeling her body shudder as I held her. 

I pulled her back toward the bed, flopping down with her still in my arms, on top of me now, her legs spread as Marc shoved his pants down around his ankles and kicked them off, his cock, which was big and thick, and hard....was ready for Melissa. He pulled his golf shirt off over his head and dropped it to the floor, and stood in between my wife's open legs, looking like a god, all muscle and cock, his hard shaft poised at the entrance to my wife.

She was still on top of me when he entered her. I gasped with her when her body reacted to his hard cock spreading her open, and she lifted her bum off of me to take him. I held her tits in my hands, her hair hanging in my face, as they started to move above me, Marc half standing half leaning over the bed, sliding inside of her, deeper and deeper, as she gasped and moaned, and I could feel the pleasure coursing through her body. My cock hardened and ached beneath her, pressing into her body, as I wiggled up on the bed, until I was out from underneath her, with my legs open, her head resting on my cock. She reached up over her head and grabbed my arms, holding me, making me part of the experience, which was fantastic.

They fucked hard for several minutes, his body taut, hers supple and wiggling, her legs held in his hands, lifted high, her heels held on by the ankles straps. I watched her toes, they were curling and uncurling, a sure sign of her coming orgasm. I listened to the "phuck-phuck-phuck" sounds of his cock driving in and out of my wife's pussy, as her body suddenly stiffened and she grabbed my arms, squeezing until she pinched, and came, with a scream that I am sure disturbed the folks in the neighboring hotel rooms. But it was fantastic, she is fantastic, and being part of that is so exhilarating!

Afterwards, after Marc had cum, filling her with his jism, she allowed me to clean her up, while she laid back on the bed, smoking a cigarette and talking with Marc, one hand stroking his cock, telling him how wonderful it was, and how big, and how much she enjoyed it.

I was licking her cunny, when she told him to take my pants off. I didn't stop, although I kind of winced a bit, that kind of surprised me, but he didn't hesitate. he grabbed my feet and pulled off my shoes, dropping them on the floor, then grabbed my pant legs and started pulling. I had to tell him to stop, while I undid my belt, because all he was doing was pulling me across the bed, away from her. I undid my belt and pants snap, and he yanked, pulling my pants off in one pull and fired them on the floor.

"Thanks" Melissa said to Marc, smiling, "Now roll over and show Marc  why I needed his cock tonight."

I did as I was told, rolling over,  my cock, though hard, paled in comparison to his, which was at least twice as big as mine. "See what I mean?" she said, and they both laughed, although I think Marc was a little uncomfortable about it.

She told me to stop, and get up, make her a drink, which I did, rolling off the bed, and standing up, my cock hard, ready and hoping I would get some relief tonight. While I was making a drink, I heard her tell him that he should go now, that she was done for the night, but that she would call him, perhaps he could join us again sometime. He seemed OK with that, getting dressed, before kissing her as she lay on the bed like a queen, her legs still open, her body still quite nude.

I handed Melissa her drink as he walked to the door, saying goodnight, closing it behind him. I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, "Quitting early tonight?"

"Hardly, we are in a hotel, at a swinger's party, it's only 10:00, I'm not done yet!"

"What about him?" I said, meaning Marc, who she had somehow or other unceremoniously got rid of.

"I don't know, he just wasn't doing it for me....."she paused, "I think we can do better." She empasized the "we" word, meaning, I thought, that she wanted someone who knew how to play the part of the bull better than Marc, who was just there for a fuck.

"In the meantime, you better clean me up, I need a fresh pussy if I am going after a fresh cock, this time I want you to wait in the room for me."

"How come?" I asked, looking at her.

"Never mind, just start licking" She opened her legs and nudged me, sliding her hand over her wet pussy.