Honey Becomes A Hotwife

I had just fallen asleep when the Jaws theme tune woke me. It was the ringtone on my phone. I checked my watch and it was 11.30 pm. I answered the phone and to my surprise, it was Honey calling. Honey had never called me, she occasionally texted if she wanted me to take her dog Harry out for a walk. I guessed that she must have called me by mistake.

"Hello," I said cautiously.

"Hi Rob, it's Honey, I'm really sorry to bother you this time of night," she sounded distressed.

"That's quite OK, Honey," I said warily.

"I've left him," she said.

"You've left him?"

"I could put up with the drinking, the gambling, but he's been having it away with that tart of a barmaid. So I've left him," she said in a teary manner.

"It's just that I've nowhere to stay, Rob," she added.

"I have a spare room Honey, you can stay here for a few days until you get yourself sorted," I said..

"Really? Really? That would be amazing, you're so kind," said Honey. She added, "I'll be there in ten minutes, see you then."

"Yes, see you, then," I said.

A tear-stained Honey turned up ten minutes later with two enormous suitcases. I helped her with these and made her a cup of tea. She promised that she would only stay a few days and I told her she could stay as long as she wanted or needed to.

Honey and I had always got on well. She was 49, so about ten years younger than me. I always thought she had a great figure and a great personality but being married, she was always out of bounds.

The rent-a-room relationship was working well. We would occasionally watch telly together and if we were both in at dinner time one of us would cook a meal for the other. I always got the better end as she was much better in the kitchen than me.

One evening, everything changed. Honey had been to a BBQ and came home rather worse for wear. I was in the kitchen making her a black coffee when one of her favourite songs came on the radio, she grabbed me and said she wanted to dance. I held her closer than I really should and found my hands on her buttocks, she didn't seem to mind and I felt us come closer together. I felt her breasts against my chest and I moved my hands underneath her buttocks. I smelt the alcohol on her breath as our mouths moved closer together. We kissed. Then we kissed open-mouthed. I unzipped her dress and she stepped out of it. She wore a pretty black, lacy bra and matching knickers. To my surprise and delight, she dropped to her knees, unzipped my fly, undid my trousers, and pulled my briefs down. My cock sprung into life, it looked bigger than it had for a long while! She gave me wonderful fellatio and I was on the point of ejaculation, I looked at her concerned as I didn't want to cover her face, body, and bra with my fluids. She mouthed "It's OK," and I instantly unloaded onto her face, bra, and for my last spurt, she even opened her mouth and offered her tongue.

That night we had lots of oral sex and showered together in the morning. We moved on to full intercourse a few days later after I had purchased some condoms. Our sex life was good, though I would describe our relationship as a 'friends with benefits' arrangement. One thing we did often was watch pornography together. This helped us to get very sexual and usually preceded an excellent sex session. I noticed that Honey was particularly turned on after watching interracial sex. In particular, where a BBC (or two!) was involved. Then, we started watching cuckold porn together. I could tell Honey enjoyed this genre because she was soaking wet and it became our default porn viewing. I must admit I also thoroughly enjoyed it.

Three weeks later, after a particularly torrid lovemaking session, I asked her:

"Would you like to have sex with a BBC?"

'How would you feel about that?" Honey replied.

'I think it would be exciting," I replied.

"I would if I could find the right partner," Honey said.

"Well let's start looking shall we?" I said.

We kissed and fucked again and I could tell she found the idea of having sex with a BBC stimulating. She orgasmed intensely for the first time with me.

Honey and I scanned various internet sites and dating apps for a suitable partner During the next few weeks. We whittled it down to six possibilities based on location (London), age, physique, and Honey's gut feel. Honey reached out to these six using a pseudonym. Of these, three remained in the running after the initial contact. Honey then arranged a Zoom call with the three. The first call Honey had was with Josh, I didn't participate but remained in the background to give my views later. Josh was a 36-year-old factory worker. He came across as polite, and attractive and Honey had a good rapport with him. Next up was David, known as Dave, who was a 45-year-old welder, who lived only a mile away. He was a big chap, over six feet tall, broad, and strong-looking. He said he lifted weights regularly. He had a deep, growly voice, and I could see that Honey found him very attractive. He had a beard that was turning a bit grey. Honey called it a snowy beard. The third and final call was with Chris. He was a 55-year-old teacher who was recently divorced. He was bald, or at least he had a shaved head and was a painter in his spare time. He was softly spoken and intelligent. Honey chatted easily to him and seemed to like him. I had a concern that he was more interested in a long-term relationship than just screwing her.

We decided that Dave was the most suitable potential partner. Honey contacted him and we all agreed to meet at a local pub on Saturday night. Honey had her hair done and put on her make-up, she looked gorgeous. She smelt great too, I believe it was CHANEL N°5. She wore a pretty floral dress with white high heels, and sexy white lingerie underneath. I checked with her that the meeting was just a get-to-know-you meeting and she confirmed it was.

We met Dave at The Globe at 8.30 pm. The meeting went well. We all got on together well. I was sure that Honey liked him. He explained that he was recently divorced from his wife and was looking for casual relationships with no strings attached. We were there for about an hour and a half. Just before we were due to leave Dave went for a pee. Honey leaned over to me.

"I like him a lot, can we invite him home?" she asked.

"Erm OK, if you're sure, but remember you've had a few drinks," I said.

"I'm sure," she said with a glint in her eye.

When Dave returned Honey invited him back and he accepted. It was only a ten-minute walk home and it was a warm summer evening. We arrived home and I fixed more drinks for everyone, a nice bottle of French red I had been saving for a special occasion. As we finished our glasses I told them that I was going to bed and would leave them to it.

I lay in bed and heard them come upstairs after about twenty minutes. I guessed they had been kissing and cuddling. I heard them go into Honey's room. Things went quiet for a while presumably this was the foreplay section. Then I heard Honey's moans of pleasure. I imagined that he was giving her oral sex. These sounds continued until I heard them fucking. The mattress springs squeaked and sounds of pleasure came from the room. Then I heard something unimaginable:

"Fuck me, Dave! Harder, fuck my brains out, treat me like I'm your whore. Aagh, aagh, aagh. Put that big cock deeper, harder! Faster! Fuck me harder!" Honey yelled.

I could hear the bed rocking as the intensity of the fucking increased.

"Spank me" and I heard a slap. "Harder," she said. Another slap, harder this time.

"I'm gonna cum, Oh my god, Oh my god, fuck me, I'm your whore," she screamed.

It was hard to believe this was the first time these two had fucked. She seemed possessed, perhaps it was the drink. Then I heard her noisily orgasm before it went quiet again. Oh my word, I thought, she never made those noises like that with me. I was woken a couple of times during the night as the pair of them had sex again. Each time my cock hardened and I woke up in the morning with a very stiff cock.

Honey came into my room at seven the next morning. Dave had left early as he had to travel for work. She was bright and cheerful as she jumped into my bed and cuddled alongside me. She kissed me on the cheek.

"Did you have fun?" I asked.

"We did! I loved it!!" she replied

'Thanks for letting it happen," she added.

'Do you want to tell me about it?" I asked.

"Do you want to hear about it? She said,

'OK, if you want to," I replied.

'Well, after you went to bed, we kissed and cuddled on the sofa. He put his hand on my knee and slowly and steadily moved it up the inside of my leg until he reached my knickers. He then stopped as if to tease me. I dropped to my knees, unzipped him, and put my hand in to feel his huge bulge, and it was huge. I undid his trousers, pulled them down, and then took his briefs down. His cock sprung up in front of me. It's a wonderful cock, it really is, long and thick with a beautiful pattern of veins. I put it in my mouth, but could only take half of it. I simultaneously sucked and stroked it and he soon ejaculated into my mouth. Lovely warm, salty, musty spunk went down my throat and on my face. We laughed at the mess we made, he gave me a hanky and cleaned me up. Then we came upstairs to bed. End of round one,' she said.

"He stripped me naked and then gave me the most wonderful oral sex, I orgasmed almost instantly and as he continued to lick my clit with his expert tongue I orgasmed again," Honey stopped talking.

My cock was rock hard at this point and Honey placed her hand around it and started to stroke. It felt wonderful.

"After a short break while we recharged, he put me in the doggy position and fucked me. He was so deep in me, He slapped my arse and I told him to smack it harder, and he did! He was so strong Rob, I felt like a rag doll as he threw me around. We had sex in lots of positions, I orgasmed once with my legs around his shoulders and then he put me in the prone position and fucked me harder than I've ever been fucked. I thought he was going to break me in two," Honey spoke as she continued to gently stroke me.

'He came inside me three times, and we soon used up the three-pack of condoms he brought along," she said.

Honey kissed me on the mouth and our tongues entwined.

'Can you taste anything in my mouth?" she asked.

"Not really, it tastes a bit dry and salty," I said.

"He came in my mouth about thirty minutes ago," she said with a grin.

At that moment I ejaculated, Honey went down and licked the cum off my belly and cleaned my cock.

" He said you can come and watch next time if you like," she said.

"How are you feeling?" Honey asked

"I feel very horny but a bit worried that I'm going to lose you," I said.

' Don't worry darling, I feel happier than I have in years, you're not going to lose me," Honey said.

Two weeks later, a second date was arranged. This time we booked a hotel room, mainly to allow a bit more space as my bedrooms were on the small side. I could tell that Honey was looking forward to seeing him and was feeling very sexed-up. We met in the hotel bar at seven-thirty and shared a bottle of an excellent Chablis. We went up to the room at about 8.30, Honey put some music on that she liked to have sex to and I sat in an armchair in the corner, checking my phone but keeping a close eye on proceedings.

"Don't film us, will you?" said Honey.

"No, of course not, I'm just keeping an eye on social media," I replied honestly.

The pair of them were soon naked, well Honey still had some lingerie on and had adopted the sixty-nine position with Honey on top. I understood instantly what she meant about his penis, he was very well-endowed. Honey was feasting on it. They had some energetic sex which they both enjoyed. Halfway through I popped out for some fresh air and popped in the bar for another drink. The barman gave me one of those 'I know what's going on looks' but I smiled politely at him. I was out for about an hour and when I returned they were still fucking. Honey was on top and riding him wildly. I noticed her buttocks were bright red, she had been spanked again, and this time extremely hard. This is one thing that has surprised me about her. Suddenly Honey jumped up in a well-practised move and sank to her knees in front of his cock. He stroked it a few times and carefully aimed four or five shots of cum into her mouth. Honey stood up and approached me. She was going to cum-kiss me in front of her Bull and she did. It was the strangest thing I've ever done, an unusual combination of disgust and adoration for Honey. As our tongues met she made sure plenty of cum was transferred. Frankly, it tasted very similar to my own. Honey hugged me and then went back to her lover. I left for home and Honey spent the night with Dave. She told me everything they did the next day.

Honey was seeing Dave weekly by now. Each time she came home happy and cheerful, he made her feel good. I was invited to join them occasionally, usually just to watch, sometimes I would just hold her hand, sometimes she would kiss me, sometimes suck me, and occasionally she would let me fuck her too. By now, Honey was allowing Dave to fuck her bareback, and one evening when I was watching he unloaded into her pussy. Honey beckoned me over and asked me to clean up. I surprised myself and accepted. This was the most unusual thing I had ever done but I always enjoy licking Honey's pussy so an extra load of cum didn't make too much difference and Honey loved it!

One surprising element of Honey's relationship is that our own sex life became electric. Our relationship became stronger and bedtime was a time of great originality with lots of role-play and experimentation.

Honey experimented with Dave too. Not least when he suggested bringing another black friend to make a threesome. Honey was very unsure about this but eventually agreed. She had lots of alcohol the night of the threesome and for the first time experienced DP. She told me it wasn't particularly enjoyable, but she was glad she had ticked it off her bucket list. I wondered what else might be on that bucket list!

So now, Honey has fully adopted the hotwife lifestyle. She sees Dave weekly at least and Dave's mate John sometimes joins them. Honey calls these evenings her "fill me up" sessions. It seems that the DP session wasn't a one-off after all. There are even a couple of videos of them on the internet somewhere, though her face has been concealed. Honey had also taken another partner, an Indian guy she had a fling with previously. I haven't met him yet, though Honey tells me what they get up to. An expert tongue apparently! But Honey is happy, and so am I, and our sex life is fantastic, who could wish for more?