Temptation Collection (Cuckolded by my Hotwife) Page 2

  I took my time getting ready, soaking in a luxurious bubble bath as I shaved all of the important parts. My pussy was already tingling and it took every ounce of my self-control not to slip a fingertip across my clit and come. But, I wanted to wait, and save it for Noah.

  I rubbed myself down with lotion, then put on the garters, stockings, and bra. I did my makeup, then loosely curled my hair. After checking the time, I poured myself a glass of champagne and waited to put on my new dress.

  My phone chimed with a text from Noah. "On my way. Be there in twenty. Still up for this?"

  "Yup!" I texted back, hoping that my nervousness would ease by the time I made it to the bar. I finished my champagne and filled another glass, drinking it quickly as I pulled on my new dress and shoes.

  "Okay, Nina Alancourt. It's show time!" I said to my reflection in the mirror, trying to give myself a pep talk as I spritzed my neck and wrists with perfume, "You got this."

  *

  I entered the swanky bar and slanted my dark gaze across the room, searching for Noah. I saw Tate at the bar, and our eyes met. He immediately stood up and shook my head no as I held up my hand, motioning for him to stay. He quirked a brow but then sat back onto the barstool.

  Across the room, I found Noah sitting at a table in the corner. He flashed that charming, perfect smile at me as he stood and took my hand. "I was hoping you wouldn't back out." He lightly kissed my knuckles, then leaned in to place a kiss at the corner of my mouth. "Is he here?" Noah whispered.

  "Yes. At the bar."

  "Perfect."

  He entwined his arms around me and pulled me in close. His hands roamed my back as his mouth pressed against my lips. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and kissed me until I was breathless. After he broke the kiss, he smirked, then pulled a chair back for me, "Shall we sit?"

  My heart thumped wildly in my chest. I had been with Tate for so long, I almost forgot what it was like to kiss another man. I slid down into the offered seat, then he joined me at the table.

  "You look amazing, by the way," Noah reached for my hands.

  I curled my fingers around his, "Mmm. Thank you. But. You have to say that, I think, since I'm paying you."

  He gave a wolfish grin, "You're paying me for what happens next door. Not for compliments. Those are free, and true, by the by. You are simply stunning. I have to admit something. I've been thinking about you all day."

  I blushed at his compliment. Like any other female, I was a sucker for them. "Should we order something to drink?" I asked, hating how nervous my voice sounded.

  "I hope you don't mind, but I've already taken the liberty. They should be here any second," He reached for my hand and curled his fingers around mine. "And stop being nervous!" He wiggled my hand playfully.

  "I'm not!"

  "You are," he said with a hint of mirth in his voice.

  I enjoyed how easy conversation was with him, and how he went out of his way to make me feel comfortable. "Fine."

  "Let me see if I can relax you," he said as he slipped a hand beneath the table and rested it on my knee, just beneath my dress. He began to rub his fingers over my stocking, playing with the tiny little bow at the top of it.

  I sucked in my breath, not expecting him to take action so soon. My gaze drifted to the bar and I noticed that Tate was there, watching us intently. I gave him a smile, then deliberately forced my attention to Noah. "That feels good," I whispered to him.

  "Part your legs," he said in a commanding voice.

  Surprised by his tone, I immediately pulled my knees apart. My breath caught in the back of my throat when I felt his hand roaming up my inner thigh. I locked my gaze with his as I felt his fingers there, pushing between my folds.

  "No panties?" he said with a hint of approval.

  I shook my head no, unable to trust myself to speak. My heart was racing, and my skin flushed from head to toe. I gasped from the wicked pleasure of having another man touch me so intimately. In public!

  "Pick up your phone."

  I pulled my iPhone from my purse as commanded.

  "Text him. Tell him that you're getting fingered by another man. A black man."

  My eyes widened, but I wasn't about to tell him no. I nodded, then sent the text to Tate, word for word.

  Noah smirked as he moved closer to me. His lips grazed along my neck and licked just below my ear, "Tell him that no man has ever touched you so good." He slid two fingers deep into my pussy while stimulating my clit with his thumb, "And tell him that I am going to make you come all over my fingers."

  I clamped my teeth down onto my bottom lip as I concentrated on the phone, trying my best not to moan out loud as I sent Tate the second text. Noah feasted on my neck, nibbling and grazing his teeth against my sensitive skin. It sent hot chills down my spine. My pussy was slick with my juices, soaking his fingers. I couldn't help but to undulate my hips, moving my body against his probing fingers. It felt incredibly delicious and utterly scandalous. I thought I would have been shy or reluctant but in that moment, I didn't care about anything or anyone who might have been watching us- Tate or anyone else in the bar. I didn't want Noah to stop.

  "You like that, hmmm?" He cooed against my ear, flicking the tip of his tongue against my earlobe, "You like having another man touching your hot pussy while your husband watches?"

  "Yes." My voice was raspy.

  "You might have started this for him, but I really think it's going to be about you. About you getting off with my fingers, my tongue, and my big, black cock."

  The room blurred as I tilted my head back. My breath was fast and jagged as I felt my body being overwhelmed by pleasure. Every pore hummed with pulsing, hot ecstasy as he slid his black digits into my depths. I glanced down and pulled my dress up a bit to see. I wanted to watch his fingers thrusting into me, slick with my juices.

  "Oh...fuck," I breathed out the words. "I'm going to-"

  Before I could finish the sentence, Noah clamped his mouth over mine and shoved his tongue between my lips, claiming my mouth as I had the most incredible orgasm of my life.

  Noah pulled his fingers away and licked them seductively, "You taste amazing."

  My cheeks scorched with embarrassed heat. As my racing heart started to calm, I sucked in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "I can't believe that just happened."

  "You're beautiful when you blush." He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Now, text your man and tell him you're going to suck my cock."

  After sending the text to Tate, I slipped my hand beneath the table and unzipped Noah's pants. Like me, he wasn't wearing any underwear, which made things easier. His cock was ridiculously large, I thought, as I tried to curl my fingers around it and stroke him. Bigger than Tates, for certain.

  "Mmm. You're good at that," he leaned back and smirked at me, obviously enjoying my fingers as I moved them back and forth along his rod- "Give me your phone. I'm going to send him a picture of your hot little mouth around my dick."

  With my free hand, I slid it across the table to him, "His name is Tate, though he is listed in my contacts as 'The Husband.'"

  I leaned my head beneath the table and glanced up, giving him sultry bedroom eyes as I darted my tongue out to flick at the head of his cock. He snapped a picture, then another as I widened my mouth and wrapped it around the tip of his erection. He took several more as I eased my lips down his cock, taking in as much as I could.

  He stroked his fingers through my hair and brushed it away from my face so that he could watch as I stroked him into my mouth.

  "Fuck, that's hot," He sat the phone onto the table.

  I moaned around his erection as I pleasured him as best I could in such an awkward position. He slid a hand down and helped me stroke his cock up into my mouth. A mixture of saliva and pre-cum oozed from the corners of my lips as I flicked my tongue and sucked.

  His fingers tightened in my hair, and I could feel his hips lifting as he thrust himself between my lips. In the back of my mind, I was su
rprised that I could so easily, so willingly suck this guy off in the middle of a bar without the least bit of embarrassment. Tate and I would have never done something so sexual in public, despite it being a fantasy we both spoke of from time to time.

  "That's it. Keep sucking my cock. Just like that." He curled his fingers around the back of my head and twisted them into my hair, "Mmm, feels so fucking good."

  I wondered how much Tate could see from where he sat at the bar. Would he be aroused? Jealous? Both? Knowing that this is something my husband wanted, something that he asked for, made me all the more eager. My eyes lifted and I watched Noah's face as I sucked and licked, then pulled away slightly to flick my tongue into that tiny slit at the tip of his cock.

  His fingers pushed my head back onto his cock and I gulped in as many of his inches as I could without gagging. "Swallow it," he said in a gravelly voice as he jerked his hips up, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. I could feel his cum splattering against the back of my throat and coating my tongue. Instinctively I swallowed every last droplet, then licked my lips as I straightened up.

  Noah leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to mine, "Good girl. Your husband hasn't taken his eyes off of us. I think he is ready for round two. Ready to head over to the hotel?"

  "Yes."

  "Good. But first, read your texts."

  I couldn't hold back my grin as I skimmed through all the texts Tate had sent while I was sucking off Noah. As expected, he was jealous but more aroused than anything.

  "He's into it," I said as I stole a glance to the bar and smiled mischievously to Tate.

  He immediately texted me, "Fuck, I love you."

  *

  Noah and I walked across the parking lot at a leisurely pace. Despite being December, the weather was mild and pleasant. He roamed his fingers across my lower back, "Is he into humiliation?"

  Slanting my eyes sideways, I shrugged, "I'm not sure. This is all very new to us."

  Once inside of the hotel, I led him to the elevator, "Text him and tell him my cock is bigger than his. That will give you your answer."

  I bit my lip nervously as I sent the text, and Tate responded with, "Oh babe...fuck. I want you so badly right now." I tilted the phone so that Noah could read it.

  "He is." Noah smiled smugly, "Now. Tell him that you're going to fuck your bull first. That you need to be satisfied by my big, black cock before you can see him."

  I giggled as I blushed, "Seriously?"

  "Yup. It's part of the kink."

  "So he wants me to hurt his feelings?" I wasn't sure about that. I couldn't imagine hurting him for anything in the world.

  "It won't. It's part of the fantasy. He wants you to say these things...and do these things. It will get him off." He added with a reassuringly dazzling smile, "Trust me."

  "Strangely enough, I do." I sent the text to Tate, then slipped my phone into my purse. Noah opened our hotel room door and locked it behind us. Once inside, he poured us a drink.

  I took a sip, then sat the glass on the nightstand, "I don't need it," I whispered. "I'm ready."

  I could see my reflection from the mirror across the room, and I couldn't help but marvel at how calm I looked. Seductive, even. I wondered if Tate knew how nervous I really was, if he knew how my stomach felt fluttery and how weak-kneed I felt in that moment. And then I tried to imagine him there, watching me, knowing that another man was about to take me. I couldn't help but wonder if this was a one-time thing or the beginning of a new lifestyle. Would this satisfy Tate's curiosity? Or, would he want more? Would I?

  A thousand things tumbled through my mind as Noah moved in closer to me and kissed my neck, his tongue warm and wet as it slithered down to my collar bone. I moaned from the wicked sensations. "Take off your dress," he commanded as he stepped away, giving me space.

  Making sure that Tate would have a nice view, I twisted my body towards the camera and slowly peeled the expensive fabric from my body. I pulled it up over my head then threw it onto a chair nearby. Though my first instinct was to cross my arms and cover myself, I thought better of it, and struck an alluring post. I didn't want Tate to think I was having second thoughts.

  "You are so fucking hot, Nina," Noah's voice was low and sexy. "It is too bad that your dick-less husband doesn't know how to please you," Noah came up behind me and tugged my bra off, then cupped my breasts between his large hands. He toyed with my nipples, pinching them until they were hard as pebbles, "But I do."

  With a moan, I rested the back of my head against his chest. He stimulated my sensitive nipple with one hand, while the other leisurely slid down my stomach. His fingers grazed over the top of my garter belt.

  I flicked my gaze to the mirror and watched as Noah lifted the weight of my breast into his hand, cupping it while he flicked his thumb across my tight nipple. It was an erotic sight and I almost felt as if I were watching another couple. Surely, this couldn't be really happening.

  Noah parted my legs with his knee from behind, then slid his fingers into my warm, wet pussy, "Tell him. Tell him whose cock you want right now."

  "Yours," I uttered the word breathlessly as my body trembled.

  "Louder," He commanded as he rolled the pad of his thumb across my clit. Hot chills rippled through me and I felt like I was about to pass out from the overwhelming sense of pleasure.

  "Yours!" I said the word louder. Obediently.

  "And why do you want my cock?" he asked as he made sure Tate had a perfect view of his thick, black fingers impaling my pussy.

  Why? Again, my thoughts were fragmented as I tried to focus. Why did I want him? Because of the show we were putting on for Tate? Because Tate wanted this for me? Because I wanted it for myself?

  'Because my husband wants to be humiliated,' I thought. "Because..." I hesitated as I realized the truth. I knew that Tate started this, but I really did crave Noah sexually, and couldn't wait to feel his cock buried deep inside of me. I wanted to be fucked senseless by Noah, whether or not my husband was watching. I didn't care. In that moment, I just wanted Noah to take me as hard as possible.

  "Tell me," he said loudly, then whispered, "Tell him what he wants to hear."

  "Because it is so big and black, much bigger than my husbands." I said.

  "Where do you want my cock?"

  I wet my lips seductively, "In my pussy."

  "Yeah? You want me to fuck your hot little pussy while your husband watches?" Noah licked my shoulder.

  "Mmmhmm," I purred.

  "Get on the bed," He said roughly.

  I pulled away from him and moved towards the bed, then paused, glancing over my shoulder at him, waiting for instructions. I could already feel my juices seeping down my inner thighs. His alpha-male, authority sent hot chills through me.

  Noah came up behind me and turned me around so that I was facing him. His lips grazed across mine and he kissed me greedily. After he broke the kiss, he gently pushed at my shoulder, forcing me to lay down.

  "Condom?" he asked.

  "No... if that is okay?" I knew that it was part of what Tate wanted, to know that I had been with another man without any barriers. Plus, I hated condoms. I hated the way they felt, and I was desperately looking forward to feeling Noah's cock, skin against skin.

  He winked, "My kind of girl."

  Our eyes locked as he undressed in front of me. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest as I dropped my gaze to his massive erection. He stroked it several times before crawling onto the bed and settling himself between my legs.

  "Tell me what you want," his voice had that dominating tone to it again which thrilled me.

  "I want you to fuck me. Hard and fast," I licked my lower lip invitingly.

  Noah leaned over my body and pressed his elbows into the mattress beside my head. His mouth slanted over mine and he tenderly kissed me while rubbing the head of his cock against my pink slit. "Hard and fast," he said as he broke the kiss.

  I gasped as he penetrated me in one swift t
hrust. Bubbles of pleasure hummed through me as my inner muscles stretched around his massive girth.

  "Oh, my god!" I felt like I was being split open, but at the same time, the pain was exquisite. I had never felt anything so delicious, so filling.

  "Tell your boy how you feel right now, with my cock balls-deep inside of you." His lips grazed along my neck, his tongue dipping into the hollow of my throat, "Say it."

  My eyes half-shut as blissful sensations swirled within, racing through my blood, igniting every part of my body with pleasure. "I feel stretched and full and oh-my-god amazing."

  "Mmm," he murmured as he began to stroke his cock in and out of my pussy.

  I ran my hands across his shoulders and down his back, adoring his smooth, dark skin. My hands roamed lower and cupped his ass cheeks, my fingers curled into his skin and pulled him deeper into me. Our tongues collided, licking and lapping at one another. He fucked me until I was on the cusp of another orgasm, then pulled out with a wolfish grin. "Nu-uh. Not yet."

  "What?" I protested loudly, "But I wanted more," my words were muffled as he flipped me over and pressed my head against the satin pillow. An arm snaked beneath my waist, and he pulled my ass up while parting my legs.

  "I want to fuck you doggie-style," he said as he leaned over and kissed my lower back. His tongue made a wet path along my spine before he straightened up. I could feel his hands on my ass cheeks, kneading my pale white flesh. I moaned out as I felt his thumb rubbing against my back hole. Hot shivers ripped through my body as he pushed his fingertip into my ass.

  "Noah!" I breathily said his name.

  "Hmm?" he said as he played with my ass and clit at the same time. His fingers were everywhere, causing such delicious pleasure that I had a hard time thinking straight. I could feel my juices soaking his fingers.

  "I've never..." The rest of my sentence was lost as I moaned loudly, unable to help myself.

  "Been fucked in the ass?"

  "Never."

  "It's okay. I'll save it for your small-dicked boy." He pulled his hands away, then shoved his cock straight into my cunt, "For now, I am going to make you cum all over my dick, then lick it clean."