Sandy And Don Hotwife Origins Pt 01

**Hey everyone! The title is pretty self explanatory here, I just had an urge to explore the origins of Sandy and Don's adventurous sexlife. Enjoy, and continued thanks for reading!**

1

"Oh my God, baby...that feels so fucking good..."

Sandy lay on her side, gazing out the large window that overlooked the beach. There was a warm, early morning breeze gently lapping at her naked body, adding to the wealth of sensations currently coursing through her. She could hear the soft pails of the ocean below, waves breaking on moist sand in a reliable rhythm. A reliable rhythm keeping halftime to the equally reliable rhythm of her husband Don, tucked up tightly behind her. Behind her, as well as inside her.

Don's breath bathed her neck in warm exhales, his mouth glued to her, hung open ever so slightly as he processed his own concert of feelings and sensations. One of his strong arms wrapped over her, up between her two beautifully oversized breasts, his hand resting on the flat of her upper chest just below her throat. It was still so hot when he touched her there, even after all those years.

Rocking his hips in time with the rolling waves, inches of his hard cock slipped languidly in and out of Sandy's pussy. Don's cock was big. It was thick. It was perfect for Sandy, and she loved how it made her feel. When he was inside her, she truly understood how two people could become one--she lost track of where her body ended and his began.

She loved this position, lying on her side with Don tucked up so close behind her. So relaxed, so comfortable, it made her so tight, amplifying the sensations for both of them. Her body worked in tandem with his to make his journey as slick and effortless as possible, but they had some other help as well.

"He was so thick last night, wasn't he?" Don whispered into his lover's ear. He felt her shift and coo at the memory of the previous night's activities.

"Yes..." she responded dreamily, her mind drifting back, "...I wasn't sure I was going to get it all in!"

"You always get it all in, don't you, baby?" Don chuckled. She chuckled and moaned an affirmative response. It was true, she always did, but last night she honestly wasn't sure she would.

He was a new friend, coming highly recommended by a regular play partner, and after spending the day together at the resort, where Sandy made it a point to be as sexy, alluring, and enticing as possible, the three shared a light dinner, then retired to Sandy and Don's hotel room where the two men proceeded to share Sandy.

Don wouldn't always join in, but generally with a new lover he would until he knew Sandy was fully comfortable, at which point he would back off and take care of the camerawork videotaping their encounter. His cock never lost buoyancy as he watched his loving wife explore the body of a new man with the excitement of a child opening a present at christmas. And then once the new friend left, once he'd splattered Sandy's body with his cum, it would be Don's turn, and the two lovers would do things to each other that no third person could ever hope to do. No matter how hard someone else made Sandy cum, it was nothing compared to the way Don could do it, and vice versa.

"What was your favorite part?" Sandy said through a deep exhale. She loved the experiences she had with other lovers, no doubt, but she loved hearing that Don loved it as well. She loved it when he told her his favorite part of watching her get fucked, loved it when he told her his favorite part of fucking someone else.

"Mmm," he cooed, cock throbbing at the thought, "I loved it when you got on all fours for him. Your face when he pushed back inside you was exquisite."

"Oh my god, it was incredible," Sandy said through a laugh, "he was so fucking huge!" Their mutual friend had enticed them with stories of how big this particular cock was, but Sandy was still surprised when she got to actually experience it. If she was being honest it was on the verge of being TOO big, but only on the verge. It was an overwhelming experience and she had loved it.

"I could tell," Don responded, with his own chuckle, "You were buzzing. Watching your body shake and vibrate on that thick meat was so hot, and when you came for him...god, I almost shot off right there myself."

Sandy shuddered, a jolt of pleasure surging through her as she remembered the orgasm--it was a good one. She remembered her eyes fluttering open in the middle of it, and seeing Don's beautiful cock reaching for the sky all on its own while he held the camera. She loved Don's cock. She loved Don.

"Did you like it when he shot his cum all over you?" Don breathed raggedly, his grasp on Sandy's body getting tighter as he began to boil. He loved watching his wife get graced by a hot, thick load. He loved it because he knew how hot his wife was, and watching those guys excitedly shoot off was a perfect illustration of a beauty and allure he could never put into words. Moreso, he loved it because she loved it.

A hot load was always met with a big smile from Sandy. Ever since she had seen her first cock explode for her, she had been obsessed with it. It was like a little celebration of joy, indicating a job well done, and much like Don, she saw it as a perfect visual representation of indescribable pleasure; and if it was on her? Even better. Some people found it degrading, but for Sandy, if a guy wanted to cum on her body, on her face, it was the ultimate expression of the lust they had for her. For Sandy it was an extreme turn on.

"Oh, yeah, baby...I fucking loved it." She moaned as her own body started to tense. "Did you get it all on tape?"

"Every second," he grunted, his body starting to lose control, "every drop." The video would go into their collection, and on nights where they felt so inclined, Sandy and Don would relive their experiences, this time as voyeurs, bringing each other pleasure as they took in the memories.

"I wish he had made it up to my face," she said between breaths. Don's cock was hitting her G-spot at a perfect angle, at a perfect tempo, and she was starting to shiver. "but you made sure I got what I wanted, didn't you?"

Don grunted as he rolled into his wife with more fervor. He had indeed given her what she wanted. After their friend left, Don pounced on his wife, and the two made intense, passionate love, spurred on by the high of the experience, flecks of another man's cum still shimmering on her skin. And when their passion reached its peak, his cock exploded his thick, hot love all over his wife's shining, smiling face.

"Oh, fuck, baby," Don grunted, the memory of the previous night joining with the exquisite pleasures of his wife's body to send him over the edge.

"Yes, that's it...that's it!" Sandy wailed, her own body tipping over the edge at the same time. Grunts and gasps gave way to moans and cries, and Don and Sandy, husband and wife--lovers and friends--orgasmed together in holy matrimony.

They had been doing this routine for years, but still maintained the same fervor, the same lust, the same love, ever since the first time, way back when they were both young.

***

"Do you think she's hot?" Sandy asked, gesturing towards a tall brunette walking through the quad a few yards away. Don finished chewing the bite of his sandwich as he looked at the girl in question and did his best to stifle the choke that came on when he saw who it was. Sandy and Don were a sure thing even then, still just in their second year together, and every now and then would play this game. Sandy would ask if Don thought a certain girl was hot, and if he said yes, the girl in question would come up again later that night while they made love.

"Tell me what you liked about her," Sandy would say, usually while suckling on his cock, or grinding herself down on him in cowgirl position, and Don, lost in the throes of pleasure, would answer truthfully, commenting on all the girl's visible attributes, bringing more intensity and arousal to the both of them.

Then would come the second, more fun question: "Tell me what you want to do to her."

Don would feel a surge into his cock, and his mind would swirl, thinking up all sorts of dirty things to do to this girl he'd never see again. It turned him on getting to fantasize so freely, but what really got him going was seeing how much it turned Sandy on. She was a guaranteed orgasm every time, and once she managed to choke out the final question "where would you cum?" he knew she was only moments from exploding.

It was a fun game that added an extra bit of heat to their love making, but what Don found so interesting about it was how and when it started. The previous year, Don's junior, Sandy's freshman, mere months after they had fallen in love, Sandy and Don met a new friend named Kelly, who they took to the spring dance as their date after Kelly was dumped by her long distance boyfriend. The three hit it off famously, becoming fast (and lasting) friends, but it was the way that night ended that was the real surprise.

Sandy had never been shy when it came to sex, especially sex with an exhibitionist bent, but it still shocked him when she started making out with him back at his apartment, mere feet from where their new friend Kelly lay asleep. What shocked him more was when they discovered Kelly had woken up and was watching them, and what shocked him the most was when Sandy, mere moments from taking his cock into her mouth, asked their new friend if she wanted to join them.

Kelly declined, but didn't run away screaming, in fact she said she wanted to watch. What followed was the hottest thing Don had experienced in his life up to that point, as his girlfriend Sandy proceeded to suck his cock while Kelly watched and pleasured herself. He came hard, Kelly came hard, and after they said their goodnights, back in his bedroom Sandy came hard with Don's face between her legs.

They talked about it afterward, how much they both had enjoyed it, how they think Kelly enjoyed it too, and Don thought that was that. Until about a week later, after a nice night out, while Sandy was deliciously lost in pleasure riding his cock.

"Do you think Kelly is hot?" Sandy said through a strained breath. Her hands were planted firmly on Don's chest, plumping her already considerable breasts out even further, and they pulsated deliciously with each slow grind.

"Huh?" Don was preoccupied with the exquisite tightness of Sandy's body enveloping his hard on. He wasn't sure he heard the question correctly.

A smirk poured over Sandy's lips. "You were so hard that night...you had so much cum for me...I could tell you liked her being there." Don's cock was perfect for her, thick in the right places, long in the right places, he stretched her out just right. She loved grinding on him, triggering her sensitive clit on his pubic bone while he filled her up completely with his meat. She could feel him twitch inside her at the question. A shiver went up her own spine at the sensation. She liked to tease him. "It's ok, you can tell me--do you think she's hot?"

"Yeah, I do," Don croaked. He was so lost in the overwhelming pleasure of his girlfriend's body that he couldn't bring himself to lie.

"I bet you wished she joined in that night, don't you? I bet you wished she sucked your cock with me."

"Yeah," Don wheezed, "I do."

Sandy's smile broadened. "Tell me what you like about her," she said with a thick droll.

"She's a lot of fun...a great personality," He began.

"No," Sandy said with a wiggle of her hips, "tell me what you REALLY like about her." She ground her pussy down on him harder, eliciting a deep moan from both of them.

Kelly had become a good friend of theirs after that night, and he had just recently managed to stop ogling her and start looking at her as just a friend. That being said, he was more than willing to play along with Sandy's game.

"She's got an amazing ass," he groaned, running his hands over Sandy's splayed, rocking hips, "I love the way it sways when she walks."

"Mmm," Sandy moaned, "what else?"

"Her eyes. A blisteringly hot stare."

"What else?"

"I'm not positive but...I'm pretty sure she has amazing tits too."

"Mmm," Sandy moaned, smiling again, "Tell me what you'd do to her."

Caught up in the moment, and the intensifying pleasure, Don didn't hesitate this time.

"I'd want her to suck my cock," He said, feeling a jolt of pleasure shoot through him at the thought, "and then I'd...I'd...I'd have her ride me, just like you are, so I could see those tits jiggle and shake."

Sandy moaned again. Don knew all this talk was turning her on. He dropped his hand in between their bodies and started to lazily strum her swollen clit.

"And then I'd rub her, just like this, until she came all over my big, thick cock. I bet she'd like this cock, don't you?" Don was starting to turn the tables now. "Do you think she could take it all?"

All sandy could do was gasp

"Then after she cums I'd flip her over on all fours and fuck her so hard, with that perfect ass of hers flared out infront of me catching each thrust."

"Ahh....AH!" Sandy groaned, the images and the sensations sending her toward the brink. There was just one more thing she needed to know. "Where...where would you cum?"

Don's cock flared hard at the question, and his body began to boil as he envisioned his response.

"I'd fuck her so hard, baby, and she'd take it, and she'd love it, and then when I was ready I'd push into her so deep, so deep into that tight, hot little snatch of hers, and I'd cum so hard deep inside that wet pussy. I'd fill her up, and she'd milk every drop out of me, I know it!"

That was the last straw for both of them, and with unified grunts and wails, Sandy began to shake and tremble, overcome with orgasm, and moments later Don joined her, exploding a geyser of thick cum inside the orgasming body of the woman he loved.

That would become the first of many nights where they played the "do you think she's hot" game, and the more they did, the more Don started to wonder if maybe Sandy was more interested in women than she had let on to that point. It was a thought that always brought a surge to his cock, and he always went out of his way to make their game as exciting and lurid as possible, to get Sandy to cum as hard as she could.

Sandy loved the game. She loved the tease, loved the followthrough, and she loved how much Don enthusiastically played it with her. There in the quad, however, she was surprised when Don choked on his sandwich, and even more surprised when he answered with a delayed "she's ok." Normally he answered very definitively yes or no. It was very odd for him to hedge in such a way, and with this girl in particular, Sandy was a little disappointed at the lack of response.

The girl in question this time was a leggy brunette with short, spiky hair, and a left arm full of tattoos. Normally when they played the game, the girl Sandy chose was someone she'd never seen before, but this girl was different. Sandy had crossed paths with her a few times on campus, most notably while using the school's photolab. They had even spoken once or twice, and Sandy couldn't help but notice the girl's eyes lingering on her a little longer than normal. It gave her a chill she wasn't expecting. That night, for the first time, Sandy made herself cum independently of the game, independently of Don, while thinking about another woman.

Sandy had never really given much thought to being with a girl, and chalked up any quick make outs or gropings in high school to alcohol and the heat of the moment in a party atmosphere, but ever since that night with Kelly watching them, she couldn't get the idea out of her head. She didn't even realize why she asked the question the first night she and Don played the game, but there was no denying it to herself now. She had told herself that it was the thought of Don fucking those girls that was turning her on, and that was definitely part of it, but it was becoming more and more clear that a bigger part of it was the fantasy of getting to fuck them herself. It was becoming more and more clear that Sandy liked girls too.

That's why she was excited when she saw the mystery girl from the photolab with the tattoos walk through the quad. She could ask the question, play the game, and then later that night under the guise of following through on their teasing, she could enjoy the fantasy of fucking this girl, all from the safety of her solid, exclusive relationship. At least that was the plan, until Don gave such a weird answer.

The rest of the day they spent together, Sandy never let Don's reaction too far from her mind. It kept sneaking its way back in there, prodding, poking. She wasn't the jealous type, but something about Don's reaction set off an alarm bell. That night, back in Don's room, their clothes had hit the floor and their naked bodies collided under the sheets of his bed. Lips kissing, sucking; hands grasping, squeezing. Cock hard, pussy wet.

Soon they'd had enough teasing, and Sandy melted her body atop her lover, and with a deep, breathy sigh took his entire length--thick, firm, and tall--deep into her body. She sat atop him, body abuzz from the sensations of the man inside her, looked down at her lover, helpless and vulnerable below her steaming body, and asked the question she had been wanting to ask all day:

"You knew her didn't you?"

"I...what? Who?" Don said, pulled suddenly up from the ocean of pleasure he was receiving.

"That girl from today. In the quad. You know her, don't you?"

Don wasn't sure how to answer. "What makes you say that?" He said, forming a weak smile.

"A girl can tell, Don," she said, giving him a look of her own. "Who is she?"

Don thought for a moment, taking in the situation. He loved Sandy and didn't want to lie to her, but they were still relatively new and he wasn't totally sure how she'd react to the answer. But then he looked closer. Sandy was on top of him, asking him about this other girl, but he realized she wasn't holding him hostage--she was still gently moving her hips, lightly grinding. She wasn't mad, she was horny. She wanted to know. God, she was sexy.

"Her name is Chloe," he began, looking up at the woman he loved, the woman he already knew he was someday going to marry, "she's my ex."

When the words hit Sandy's ears, she was shocked at how her body responded. She was surprised, she was vindicated, but she wasn't annoyed or angry...she was turned on. She was turned on because for the first time ever, they were playing their game with a girl who wasn't a hypothetical, she was someone Don no doubt had first hand carnal knowledge of. What's more, she realized she was jealous. Not because this woman had been with Don...but because Don had been with this woman. She wanted, needed, to know what it was like.

"Tell me about her," Sandy cooed, gently rocking her hips, moving his cock inside her deliciously subtly.

"I don't know if I should..." Don said, weakly protesting. It was tough not to give this goddess everything she wanted

"Tell me," she said again, rocking a bit more, sending a jolt of pleasure through Don's body. He groaned. He relented.

"We met freshman year," he began, "we had a class together. We were both new to this part of the country, and we hit it off. We hung out a few times, and then...things progressed."

"Mmm," Sandy cooed, "how long were you together?"

"All of freshman year."

"Tell me what you did with her," Sandy said with a slight gasp, her rolling hips getting a little more assertive.

"Went to the movies, studied together, just normal college relationship stuff."

"No," she said, looking down directly into his eyes with a piercing, lustful stare, "tell me what you DID with her."

He looked up at her. She was practically steaming with how horny she was. Don could feel her pussy salivating all over his hard cock. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds. He took in the image of his lover, pulsating with desperation. He felt his cock flex inside her.