Hotwife Blog’s most popular Hotwife Jackie has been in touch again with yet more slutty behaviour.
A Day In The Life Of A Horny HotWife
One of my favorite past times is shopping. Big shock, I’m sure! What woman doesn’t love to drop a few bucks at the mall now and then? Sometimes it’s a shoe-shopping trip, because again, what woman has enough shoes in her closet? Certainly not me, though I must confess to storing a few dozen in my garage. Sometimes it’s a new little summer dress or a tight pair of naughty jeans that I’m in the market for. Kind of depends on whether or not I have an upcoming hot date!
Well, the other day I was wandering around the mall, sipping a raspberry latte, when I happened across Frederick’s of Hollywood. I hadn’t been inside one of those stores in years, having become more of a Victoria’s Secret shopper. I had to go in and see if the old lingerie shop was still up to snuff. After sorting through a rainbow coalition of merry widows and nighties, I stumbled upon a lovely black lacy number I just had to have. Luckily it fit perfectly. I matched up a pair of black thigh-high stockings and had the well endowed store girl ring it all up for me.
Upon arriving home, it seemed the house was empty. When I’d left hubby had been watching a Yankee game, the Bombers were losing badly so I decided to head out for some shopping therapy. Now he didn’t appear to be home. I slipped inside with my goodies and headed to the bedroom. I don’t know about other slutty women, but when I bring home new slut-wear I have to slip into it immediately to be sure I’m satisfied with my purchase. It has to make me feel sexy, desirable, and quite honestly, fuck-able. I slipped out of my red dress and into the lacy little getup, then carefully slid the silky stockings up my legs. Wearing the new frock did make me want to fuck, but alas, I was alone. Well, a slut is never alone if she has a good reliable toy. So i retrieved one of my favorites from the nightstand and began to get down to business when I heard someone walking down the hall towards my bedroom.
I assumed of course that it was my husband, and what better timing? I would gladly trade my gel cock for the real thing. But then I heard a strange voice say, “Oh, gosh, I’m so sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. Looking for the head.”
I turned to see a very handsome middle aged man I’d never met before, and that’s when I remembered that my husband had invited a business acquaintance over for a beer to discuss some strategy or another, which turned into them watching that afternoon’s Yankee game. I hadn’t met this man before, but now I did recall hubby saying that a new guy had just come aboard and he wanted to get to know him better. Well, he was certainly getting to know me better instantaneously. I was so shocked by his sudden appearance that I momentarily forgot I had my legs spread and pleasuring myself to boot.
At first I was slightly embarrassed, I mean, talk about caught in the act! But after a minute I realized he hadn’t walked away yet. He was still standing in the bedroom door, watching my with my blue dildo, sliding it inside my wet pussy. Suddenly the room was starting to get hot! It was the ultimate exhibitionism, a strange man walking in on me masturbating, wearing extremely hot lingerie. A total stranger no less! And he was clearly enjoying himself.
I said, “You walked right by the bathroom. I’m Jackie, by the way. You must be the new guy.”
He said, “I’m so sorry, I can’t stop watching you… I just can’t make myself turn around.”
So i said, “I’m right in the middle of this and I have to finish!”
He looked a bit shocked as I continued to plunge the dildo in and out of my pussy and soon the bulge in his khakis was huge and tempting.
I said, “Look, Jason is a very understanding and generous guy. He would find it very hot if you helped me out.”
He said, “Are you kidding me?”
I said, “No, not at all. I’d love to be playing with a real cock and my hubby really would not mind”
Apparently he was beginning to take me seriously, because his clothes disappeared in seconds and his thick hard cock was standing at attention in front of my face. His cock was so inviting I took it into my hands and drew it to my hot hungry mouth. Considering we’d never met, his cock and my mouth were instant BFFs. After a few minutes of sucking his cock to full hardness, he told me to lay on the bed, tits up, my head dangling off the end, then began ramming that thick hard nine inches into my mouth while he pinched my nipples, then he held my head still while he pushed his entire cock deep into my mouth and down my throat. This guy was good, he made me feel like a whore and he used me like one, but the most beautiful whore in the world all at the same time. I hoped that he and hubby would become friends, and that he would be “helping me out some more”.
After gagging me with his fat cock for what seemed like and hour, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and let me up for air. He told me to kneel on the floor and suck his cock, while he layer back on the bed. I did as he told me and began to suck his cock again but he quickly grabbed my head and began pushing my mouth down hard over his engorged cock. He was amazing, comfortable being the boss and giving orders. Hid cock was pushed deep down to the depths of my throat, and I was nearly choking, then he pulled my head back slowly so I could get some air, then pushed it back down forcing his cock back deep into my throat. I could tell that he was barely holding on to his load, so I said, “do you wanna cum all over my face? I’d love that.”
He said, “I wanna shoot my load into your pretty hot mouth. You ready, my lovely slut? I shoot a big load!”
I said, “Yes! I want it, give it to me now!” And he did, a huge gooey hot load that filled my mouth so full I couldn’t contain it, cum dripping all over my mouth and chin.
We both sat there enjoying the surprise of this hot and nasty unexpected pleasure. After I’d swallowed his entire load, he extended a warm hand and said, “By the way, I’m Chet. It’s REALLY nice to meet you Jackie.”
I couldn’t help myself, I had to laugh. This had been the most elaborate ice-breaking method I’d ever used when meeting one of Jason’s work acquaintances. It had been such a turn-on, I wasn’t really sure what to say next. Then the hostess in me kicked back into gear and the obvious thing popped into my head. “”Nice to meet you Chet. Can I get you a cold beverage?”
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