Like a lot of the guys out there on the internet, I'm fascinated with hotwife stories. I love to read about wives having sex outside of their marriage. It doesn't really matter if it is swinging, or hotwifing with the support of a husband, or cheating and cuckolding. There are aspects to all of those areas that get my motor running.
Also, like a lot of the guys out there on the internet, my wife wouldn't have anything to do with any flavor of sex outside the marriage. Just bringing the topic up would put me in the doghouse for weeks or longer. Like many women, she has love and sex inseparably tangled together. She would never admit it, but she also sees sex as a way of keeping 'her' man.
That leaves me reading the stories and stroking my imagination as well as my cock. One other activity I have partaken in is to occasionally stop by a nearby adult bookstore and video arcade. I sometimes see couples there and find that pretty thrilling. Normally, I would go there and watch the couples walk the aisles by the video booths or see them doing a little necking in the theater. After a while I'd go to a booth and stroke one out.
I once got a blowjob through a glory hole from a woman who took on a line of guys. I had never participated in anything with any one there before. This time, I was standing in the door of a booth looking at what was playing inside when a couple entered the booth next to me. She was wearing jeans and a bulky sweater -- nothing very sexy. As she entered the booth, we made eye contact. She tipped her head in a way that seemed to encourage me to go into the booth I was at.
I went in and discovered the glory hole. I hadn't realized that this pair of booths was connected by a hole. Only a few of the booths in the arcade had holes between them. Mostly, I avoided them because I didn't want some creepy guy watching me through it as I played with myself.
I knelt down and looked through the hole. The couple was standing across the booth from the hole. He was behind her lifting off her sweater. There was nothing but bare naked breasts under the sweater. I watched as he worked her tits over. They were medium large with very large puffy nipples. He pulled and squeezed them while they both watched me through the little hole. I was rock hard in my hand as I watched this guy show his wife's body off to me.
I was really thrilled when he unbuttoned her pants and stuck his hand inside. I could see the movement of his hand in her panties as he fingered her. She touched her breasts while he fingered her. Then she moved one of her fingers to her mouth and started giving the finger a blow job. Here was this married woman that I wouldn't have looked twice at if I had seen her at the mall or grocery store putting on a sexy show for me. I was so excited I almost shook.
After a while she leaned down to me at the hole and whispered, "Give it to me." I was dumbfounded. Now I'm not totally ignorant. I know that men and women came to this place to suck dicks through the hole. I was just shocked that this was happening to me. I had never done anything with another woman since my wedding day and felt a guilty thrill at the thought of what this woman was offering me.
I stood up and slowly eased my cock through the hole. I half imagined terrible things like getting a hat pin stuck through it locking me into the wall, or having her paint it bright red for my wife to find. But, as I eased into the hole, I felt soft lips and a wet tongue taking my cock in. Pretty soon I had my groin locked to the wall as she sucked me like I had never been sucked in my life. This woman had a magical mouth. The way she moved on my pole was incredible.
I probably lasted about five minutes before I couldn't hold back another second. I had come close to orgasm a couple of times and managed to get myself back under control to make this slice of heaven last a little longer. I felt that tightening in the back of my balls and then the rhythmic pumping as I came into her mouth. She kept right on sucking as I came. When I finished, she continued to hold me in her mouth gently sucking and cleaning my now hypersensitive cock.
I knelt back down to the hole and saw her sitting there, inches away from me. "Wow. That was great," I said. "Thanks."
She winked at me and said, "Thank you, darling. Now you go let someone else in there. I need some more. Okay?"
"Uhh...sure." I stuffed myself back in my pants and double checked my zipper.
I unlatched the door and was surprised to see was a crowd at the door. When I left the booth, the next guy slipped past me as I was still leaving it. I went back to the front of the arcades and watched as four other guys entered and left the booth I had been in. I managed to build up another hard on as I watched and imagined what it would be like if it were my wife and I in the booth with a line of guys waiting to stick their cocks through the wall.
Finally, I saw the couple's door open and they came out. She was again fully dressed and looked like a demure housewife. When they walked past me, she looked up and smiled. She pulled her husband to a stop as I said, "Thanks again. That was wonderful."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, honey. I know I did," she replied.
I saw her wedding ring catch the light as she reached up to pull a lock of her dark hair back from where it was across her cheek. The hair was actually stuck. She pulled it back and tucked it behind her ear. There was a shiny spot on her cheek where it had stuck. My cock throbbed in my pants.
"We come here once every month or two," she said. "I hope to see you again sometime." Then she turned and they left.
I never saw her there again. Not that I was there that often myself. I could only go during the work day or on evenings on those few times when my wife was out of town. Since couples only seemed to be there in the evenings, I never really went during the day. My wife only visited her family three or four times a year so I didn't get much chance to watch women acting like those in the stories I read.
It had been five months since my wife last traveled overnight when she told me that she would have to go to Atlanta for a three day training session for her to get the CEUs she needed to maintain her professional certification. It would be a Wednesday through Friday training. With a tingle in my belly thinking of the implications, I suggested that she stop at her parents on the way back and spend the weekend with them. She agreed and I started a countdown to being able to spend a couple of evenings at the bookstore.
I left for the bookstore late on that Friday evening. Between the late departure and some unexpected traffic, I didn't get there until 9:30 or so. That was later than I'd ever been to the bookstore. I wondered what the later time would mean.
As I left my car in the parking lot, I saw a couple getting out of their own car a little way past me. I noticed that the woman was blonde and had on something red. I really couldn't see her very well between the cars. As I went on in the store, I passed another couple and a single guy in the entry hall. They were obviously waiting on someone in the ladies room. It looked like I would get to see a number of women being naughty.
After paying the clerk, I went down the dark hallway to the open area just past the two couches and the coke machine. I could see a number of men wandering up and down the aisles between the video booths. There were also a couple of guys sitting on stools by the two video games next to the door leading to the new theater. I went down the ramp that led to the theater.
It was really dark when I went into the theater. I stopped in the doorway and let my eyes adjust. Finely, I could see well enough to be able to get a seat without sitting on someone's lap. The seats had someone in most of the rows. I found an empty row and sat there. On-screen a Hispanic woman was getting screwed from behind while she sucked on a massive cock in front of her. It was pretty standard porn - no attempt at story, just bodies slapping and slipping.
After a few minutes the two couples that had been in the entry hall came in. One of the women was very full figured while the other was thinner. The larger woman had on a black dress that looked like it was made of a bunch of scarves. It was cut across her boobs so that a fair amount of her generous bosom was exposed. They all sat together in on of the other empty rows.
There was a bit of shuffling and movement as several of the men moved from their seats to ones right in front and behind the newcomers. It felt like everyone in the room was holding their breath waiting for something to happen. The only people watching the movie were the two couples. Everyone else had their eyes peeled for action.
I laughed to myself. It was like these guys thought that the women were about to strip down and take on all comers. The air was so heavy with unfulfilled anticipation that I finally got up and left. It was just too much. All those guys looking like starving men being kept from a sumptuous feast was pretty silly. I didn't figure anything was going to really happen to justify the quivering anticipation in the room.