Hot Wife Exposed part III

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My name is Jenny, and the adventure below describes one of the most difficult ten days of my marriage to Brad.For the fourth of July this year, my husband insisted on visiting his family in Kentucky. This was usually a bit uncomfortable for me since the majority of his relatives were conservative Southern Baptists.  I really didn’t want to go but, he usually calls the shots.So off we went to the Appalachians in Kentucky.The first two days were actually rather pleasant, and I began to relax thinking, this might be a pleasant visit after all.  That soon ended when my husband informed me that he had set me up with a date for the third night.I still don’t understand why Brad gets so excited by sharing me with other men, but I acquiesced.  It took a lot of effort on his part to get me to engage in this Hot Wife lifestyle, but after a challenging first time, I’ve come to really enjoy it.  All the new stiff joints I could handle with zero complications.  I was a very satisfied woman.Now, don’t get me wrong. Brad is not a cuckold; he is a very handsome, successful, strong Alpha male. I am, in most cases, very submissive to him. In any case, it works for us.As with most dates, my husband had picked my attire.  That nasty man, my owner really, had purchased a new dress for me to wear.  It was a little black dress but to call it daring was, to say the least. It had a deep plunging neckline that would make keeping my rather large breasts constrained within the opaque material a bit of a challenge.The length was relatively short, ending mid-thigh with a slit up the side that went clear to my hip. The back was open from the top of my ass to the little halter tie at the back of my neck. This was almost too much for me, almost. I’d just about be on naked display! And, of course, he prohibited me from wearing panties. This was as daring as I’d ever been in public.Since the whole family was going out to dinner and then to a show that evening, I could feign being ill and escape without anyone seeing my attire. It took about twenty minutes for me to drive across Knoxville to arrive at Russell’s house.I scooted up to the front door, trying to keep myself contained in this dress, thinking, “I’m going to kill my husband for making me wear this damn thing.”My mood improved quite a bit when Russell answered the door, though.  He was a ruggedly handsome blond that looked like your stereotypic southern California surfer.  I could feel myself getting aroused. He let me in his house, and it was a very nicely appointed home. Brown leather furniture with some lovely oil paintings on the walls.  A massive stone fireplace with an expanse of glass overlooking a beautiful garden. Within the garden was a swimming pool with a waterfall and a small redwood hot tub. There was also a gas grill and a brick oven.Since I had to be back at midnight, Russell explained that he thought we should stay in, grill some steaks, and watch a movie on his outdoor screen from the hot tub.  That sounded good to me. He also explained that he had invited a married couple over for dinner as well. He further explained they would most likely leave soon after dinner.He explained that he thought it would help put me at ease. That brought a smile to my face. I walked over to him, draped my arms over his neck, and we shared a passionate kiss.  He was definitely a well-toned man with rock-hard arms and abs.  I could only hope that wasn’t the only thing hard about him.We had a drink, and he cranked up the grill while I prepared a green salad.  At about that time, the doorbell rang, and Russell ushered in his friend Austin.  Austin, a very sexy Jamaican man, explained that his wife, Elizabeth, was called into the ER with an emergency surgery to perform, and she would not be able to make it tonight.  He asked if he should leave us alone since this was the first time Russell and Jenny had met.Russell said, “Oh no, stay for dinner at least. That may put Jenny a bit more at ease, and besides, you need to eat.”  Austin was drop-dead gorgeous, so I certainly didn’t care, and was delighted when he said that he would stay.Dinner was excellent with perfectly grilled NY strip steaks and two bottles of a nice cabernet, along with asparagus.  Three of us felt like contented bears, and Austin didn’t seem like he was in a rush to leave. After the guys had a cognac and I enjoyed a port, Russell went outside and cranked up the hot tub.He came back in and said, “The tub is cranked up and ready to go.”  Austin then said, ‘Sounds like my queue to go.”I responded, “You don’t need to leave on my account Austin.” I thought that this just might turn into an exciting date. He looked over at Russell, who must have given him the OK nod, and said, “OK, if you’re sure I won’t be interrupting things.”I piped up, “Guys, I didn’t bring a bikini.”Russell grinned and said, “Austin, Beth, and I never use a swimsuit in the tub.”  So, I untied the halter and unzipped the 8-inch zipper, and I was in my birthday suit and ready for a good soak and poke.Austin took off his shirt, and oh my, he was ripped! I felt myself getting wet in anticipation of what I would see when he dropped them drawers. I was wondering if everything I had heard about black guys was true. When he shed those shorts, I was disappointed.  He was rather small in the meat department, smaller than Russell, and certainly smaller than my Brad.  I knew where that was going to end up tonight.But who was I to complain? I found myself in a hot tub with two guys who were both eager to enjoy my body, and enjoy me they did!As two sets of hands roamed over my body, I allowed myself to lean back, close my eyes, and enjoy the sensations. But my eyes kaçak iddaa popped open when Austin started to pinch and twist my nipples.”What’s the matter then, girl? Don’t ya like your nipples punished?” Austin said, his Jamaican accent exaggerated for effect. “I tink da girl needs to be filled up, don’t ya, mon?”Russell nodded. His dark eyes looked at me like he wanted to devour me in big, greedy bites. “It’s a shame there are only two of us to fill her. But I have a nice dildo I keep handy for just such occasions,” he said wickedly.Austin grinned, “Well, then, mon, what are ya waiting for? Grab the rubber dick! We can fill her pussy with that while I take her ass, and you feed her your cock.”Russell looked so fucking sexy when he got out of the hot tub, all dripping wet with his cock standing at attention for me. He was back in a flash with the dildo and some lube. My pussy was plenty wet for the fake cock, so I assumed the lube was for my ass. I was correct.Russell sat on the edge of the hot tub and pulled me over to him. He teased me at first, rubbing the tip of his dick, covered in precum, on my lips. “You want to suck my cock, don’t you, baby?” he asked rhetorically. There was no question that I wanted him in my mouth. I loved sucking cock, and Russell’s was a nice thick piece of meat to feast upon.I felt Austin move behind me and use his fingers to spread the cool lube around and in my anus. I moaned, making Austin laugh.”Dis girl moans for my fingers, but she’s gonna scream when I push my shaft into her tight back door,” he chuckled.”Well, then I’d better fill her mouth, so no one hears her screaming,” Russell grinned.Soon, both men were thrusting their rods into me, spit roasting me like a dirty little slut. And every time Austin pushed into my ass, his balls pressed against the dildo and made it bang into my cervix.My screams were, indeed, muffled by Russell’s engorged prick now lodged in my throat. Admittedly, Austin’s cock felt a lot bigger in my ass than it had appeared. Perhaps it was because my pussy was filled to the hilt with the silicone phallus. Or, maybe, he just had all the right moves, because I was getting close to cumming.Sensing this somehow, Austin reached under me and found my clit, swollen and needy. He began to rub it in a figure-eight pattern that had me squirting in seconds. As my juices covered his hand, Austin’s climax was closing in. He grabbed my hips and fucked my ass like a jackhammer until he grunted and howled, filling my ass with cum.Seconds later, Russell’s balls tightened, and then let go as he fed me his seed. “Swallow every drop, my sweet little slut!”We should have stopped there, but they both wanted a turn eating my pussy, and who was I to argue? Licking and sucking my hot, wet pussy made both of them hard again. So, Austin laid by the side of the hot tub and pulled onto him, sliding his dick into my cunt. Then he grabbed my ass cheeks, pulled them apart, and said, “Russell, the girl needs a cock in her ass.”Russell took his time entering my ass. He knew that he needed to go slowly due to his size. But soon enough, they were both fucking me like I was a sex doll, and we all came again before collapsing and then rolling back into the hot tub. I realized that the time was growing late, and I really needed to get going! Feeling thoroughly used, and having pleased their cocks not once, but twice. I knew I needed to throw on my clothes and hit the road.Russell dropped me off at my in-law’s house, and I was very nervous.  I was almost three hours late! I opened the door as quietly as I could, took off my heels, and started to walk towards the stairs to get to our room.Then a voice in the darkness of the living room said, “Where the hell have you been, and what have you been up to?”I turned around just as Sheri turned on the light. I heard a gasp, and then she said, “Dang, Jenny, ya’ll look like a common street whore! What the hell have you been up to? What the hell do you think my brother is going to think? I do intend to tell him what you looked like when you dragged your slutty ass in here at 3 AM.”I shuttered and then said, “Brad knows exactly where I’ve been, and we have total trust in one another.”I woke Brad early the next morning, and he could see right away that I was beside myself.  He asked, “What’s wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost.”I described the brief clash I had with his sister at 3 AM, and he said, “I’ll talk to her. She’s always poking her nose in other’s business.”When I finally showered and went downstairs for a late breakfast, I saw Brad and Sheri in an animated conversation in the den.  I made some coffee and toast and took it back upstairs to our room.About twenty minutes later, Brad came back upstairs, and I asked him, “Well, how did it go?”He responded, “A little heated at first, but I think I’ve got her calmed down.  I told her you were visiting an old friend from Florida State and that I was fully aware of that.  I think she’ll be OK.  I also told her that you would be seeing her tonight as well. It might be best for you to be a bit scarce tonight.  Why don’t you give Russell a call?”I could see the evil glint in his eyes, and I laughed out loud. He can be quite the nasty man when he wants to be.I called Russell and asked if he had plans for tonight.  He said, “No, I don’t, and I’d love to see you again.  I had fun last night.”I giggled, “You and me both stud muffin.”  He knew of a supper club with good French cuisine with an attached jazz club with a small dance floor. So, I arranged to meet him there.We enjoyed an exquisite meal, had another cocktail and then moved to the club. Russell took me in his arms, and I draped mine kaçak bahis behind his neck and moved in real close. He rubbed himself against me, and I felt how excited he was. I could feel myself dripping down my thighs (sans panties) as we kissed and held our bodies against each other.After a couple of slow grinding dances, we took a small table and ordered some more cocktails. Then, surprisingly, my phone rang. Seeing it was Sheri, I let it go to voicemail.”So, did your rather conservative sister-in-law, Sheri, see you in that racy dress on the way back in last night?” Russell asked. “Was she full of questions?””She was, and I feel like if I lie, I’ll trip myself up having to keep lying. What’s worse, more lying or her finding out?” I asked.He shrugged, “How do you think your other family members react?” I sighed, “They will be appalled. Somehow, I need to get Sheri to agree not to tattle.” Russell said, “Hmmm, that sounds complicated. Do you intend to explain the lifestyle?” “I think I have to, or she will just think I am a lying, cheating slut,” I replied.”Oh, that’s not good,” he agreed. Then he tilted his head and said, “You know, I’ve seen her having lunch almost every day, with a beautiful 22-year cheerleader type?””Is that so?” I asked. “Well, maybe she has secrets of her own.  Should I get a PI involved?”Russell smiled, “Well, that is what Austin does for a living. If you’re serious, I can ask him for you.””So, if I find out what she’s doing, I can use it as leverage for her to keep my secrets?” I asked, feeling hopeful.”The question is the timing. Can you placate her for a few days before having that conversation?” Russell asked. “I can try,” I replied.”OK, then. Should I arrange the PI for you? Pics and audio?” he asked.I nodded, “Yes, please, and thank you! You’re a good friend.”A few days later, I received the first report from Austin, which did indeed have quite a surprise.The video started with Sheri visiting her local deacon.”Young lady, are you a sinner?””Yes, Sir,” Sheri answers, bowing her head.”You are truly a lost soul in need of more of my guidance. Do you agree?””Yes, Sir.”The deacon picked up his Bible and walked around his desk to where Sheri was seated. She sucks in her lower lip, flirting her eyes between the Bible in his hands and the rising tent in his pants.”You know what you need to do,” he states.Sheri stood, then her trembling fingers slowly raised her skirt, bunching it around her waist. Next, she leaned forward on his desk, and she presented her ass to her deacon. Although she attempted to show shame, the excitement in her eyes gave her true desires away.”Young lady, you need to lay your transgressions at the Lord’s feet, hiding nothing from Him. Remove your panties, please,” the deacon said forcefully.Her eyes widened as she reached behind her to slip her panties down over her rounded bottom. Her hands returned to the hard desk and gripped the opposite edge.The deacon moved behind her with his eyes raking over every inch of her. Then, he grasped his hard-copy Bible in one hand, swung back, and Smack! She lurched forward after the good book spanked her ass.”It is my duty to administer the gospel to you,” he said. Then he did it again and again.Smack! Smack! Smack!She cried out with each spank, redness spreading across her cheeks.He put down the Bible and removed his belt. She glanced over her shoulder with her face flushed, shivered at the sight of him folding the belt over.He kicked her legs apart with his feet and sank his fingers into her crotch. After pulling them out, he frowns at her wetness, then licks his fingers.”You sit in church, spreading your legs like a whore, knowing I can see your wet pussy from the pulpit. Teasing is a sin. Trying to entice a man of God, a leader of the church of God, is a sin,” he scolded.“Yes, Sir.”He placed the belt on the desk beside her face, then removed his cock from his trousers. He stroked it with one hand while he finger-fucked her with the other. She gasped and moaned from his touch. He remained silent, jacking himself in time with his finger thrusts. Then, one grunt, and he withdrew his fingers and painted her ass white with his cum, sputtering, “I cleanse you of your sin!”She lay there panting, eyes never leaving his belt. With his cock shriveling, he picked up the belt and lashed her ass with it. After five thrashes, she cried out as her orgasm exploded.Well, I just smiled brightly about this little gemstone and decided that the tables have turned. I was going to have some fun with sweet little Sheri.As usual, our religious little zealot went to church on Wednesday evening and stayed late to help the Deacon clean up. Of course, I knew what was really going on now and was waiting for her when she came home with a devilish grin on my face.As soon as she came in the door, I said, “Hey Sheri, I have a great family movie for you to preview. I’m thinking of showing it after the big family dinner tomorrow night. Let me know what you think.” She responded, “Well, this is certainly more appropriate behavior than I saw the other night, Jenny, thank you.”At that point, I started the cd Austin provided and said, “I hope this meets with your approval since I really want to show it to the whole family.  I think the nephews will really enjoy it.” It only took about thirty seconds for her to realize what she was viewing, and I heard her let a loud gasp.”Oh my GOD, shut it off, please.  Oh, please, Jenny, stop it, please!”I said, “But Sheri, didn’t you just tell me that this was appropriate behavior?”She responded tearfully, “Please, Jenny, I’ll do anything.  Just turn it off and promise me you won’t show this to anyone else. Please, I illegal bahis beg of you.”Now I had that little bitch just where I wanted her. I smiled and said, “Anything? You’ll do anything? Well, let me tell you what’s going on with your brother and me. You see, my sweet little sis, I’m what’s called a Hot-Wife. Not only do I dress like a slut, I am one.  This is at the downright insistence of Brad. In fact, he worked on me for almost a year before I finally let him talk me into it. Now I fuck men other than my husband all the time. He sets me up with dates and even drops me off half the time. In fact, the other night when you caught me coming in at 3 AM the other night, I was returning from a date with a very well-hung man by the name of Russell that Brad had arranged. Not only that, but he also had a hot Jamaican friend, and they both fucked me. Russell was in my pussy at the same time that nice black cock was in my ass. After they fucked my brains out and made me cum more times than I could even count, they laid me across the arm of the sofa and really whipped my ass. Something we both seem to enjoy. I even turned around and begged Russell to tan my butt with his belt. I fucking loved it, and so will you next Wednesday.”Her eyes were as big as saucers, and she could not believe what she just heard. She then said, “What do you mean by next Wednesday? You know I go to church every Wednesday.”I just laughed out loud and said, “Not this Wednesday, you aren’t.”After I finally stopped laughing, I said, “Oh honey, you’re not going to church next Wednesday; I’m taking you to see Russell.  And, yes, I’m going to let him fuck you!  Oh, and by the way, your ass is going to be whipped as it has never been before, and I’ll be doing the whipping. You’re my bitch now unless you prefer to have the family view your little movie.  Got that, bitch?”She just looked at the floor with a total submissive posture and said, “Yes.”I asked, “Yes, what?”She looked at me like a deer in headlights and said, “Yes, Mistress.”Ah, I owned the bitch now!I just couldn’t wait until next Wednesday; I was so damn horny that I was wet all the time. To make matters worse once Brad found out what I had in mind, he prohibited me from having any orgasms. I was constantly on fire.  Brad at least allowed me to suck his dick. His cock is a work of art, with huge veins, and was always rock hard.  I sucked his dick at least twice a day, sometimes three.Although I really loved sucking his cock, I so needed to cum! I was in heat the whole week. I pity poor Russell when we see him tomorrow night.  I asked Brad to call him and made sure Sheri was in the room when he did.Sheri walked demurely into our bedroom with her head bowed and looked like was on the verge of tears. Brad called and said, “Hey Russell it’s Brad.”Russell must have asked how we were doing, as Brad replied, “I’m really good! Jenny just about sucked my dick off this week. I’ve not allowed her to have orgasm all week and she’s about to explode. Oh, Jenny has somewhat of a switch personality and has made my sister her sub.  She’ll be coming tomorrow as well. Can you get your hands on some Viagra? You’re going to need it with these two. Did you buy that St. Andrews cross I told ya about?  Oh, and you got the rotation feature, great. I expect to see some beet red butts when you send these girls home, and make sure you send them both home full!”At this Sheri’s eyes were huge and she had that deer in the headlights look again, and I laughed my ass off, as did Brad. I told her “Bend over slut and spread your legs, nice and wide.” She replied with “No oh please no. Not in front of my brother, I just can’t Jenny.”I immediately snapped back, “What did you call me slut? Bend over right now and spread those sexy legs of yours, NOW!”She sunk her head and said, “Yes, Mistress.” She then bent over the bed and stuck her ass up in the air. I reached between and her legs and felt her panties and was quite surprised.I turned to Brad with a huge smile on my face and said, ”She’s soaking wet. Your cute little religious baby sister is thinking about being tied up, having her ass spanked until it’s fire engine red, and getting her brains fucked out, and she’s drenched.”I turned back to Sheri and said, “New rule for the remainder of our visit, slut. You will wear only skirts or dresses without any panties. You will only wear panties that I provide, and only with my permission. Now, take them damn granny panties off immediately.”Sheri said, “But my brother will see my pussy. Please Mistress, please.”I turned to Brad and asked, “You mind seeing your sister’s pussy, Brad?”He grinned, “No, I’ll see it anyway when I perform ass inspection when you two get back here tomorrow night.” So off came the granny panties.Brad looked and said, “Oh my, that’s one hairy bush.  Something needs to be done about that. You’re getting a bit of a stubble yourself, Jenny. Why don’t you girls visit the spa and get a full wax? In fact, as long as you ya’ll are there, go ahead and get the full treatment, your nail, a pedicure, and a nice massage by a couple of hunks?”Someday I gong to kill that man. He does know horny I am and a massage by some beefcake will drive me insane!Sleep finally came that night, after swallowing two loads from my husband. Finally, morning arrived, and I was up and at the laptop. I ordered some real hot lingerie for Sheri along with some high heels.  Then I set us up for the spa in an hour.Brad had awakened and asked what was doing.  I told him about ordering some slutware for Sheri and that I had set us up for the spa.  The lingerie I ordered would come via FedEx later that afternoon. I then bent over and gave my husband a deeply passionate kiss and said, “Do I really need to get a massage, baby? Please, I’m so worked up I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself. I swear if he massages me, I’ll just explode.”

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