Alana's Hotwife Adventures

In my previous story "Alana's Hotwife Adventures, Part1" I wrote about how I met and married my beautiful wife Alana, and how within months of our marriage she made me her willing cuckold by fucking her lover Steve while I watched. She was a bridesmaid in the wedding of our friends Stephanie and Kurt, and Steve was a groomsman. During the reception, my wife took Steve to a changing room and gave him a blowjob while I watched from a hiding place. Later, she brought him back to our hotel room and fucked him in front of me.

Before her escapade with Steve, we had a great sex life. After Steve, our sex life got even better. Before she made me a cuckold we had already been exploring our sexual identities, with Alana becoming more aggressive and dominating and me becoming her willing, submissive partner.

Since her night with Steve there is hardly a night that goes by in which we don't have some kind of sexual activity, and most of it starts with us discussing various fantasies of her fucking other men while I watch. One such discussion led to the second time Alana cuckolded me with another man.

After the kids had gone to sleep we were fooling around in bed when she asked me, "Are you really willing to let me sleep with other men anytime I want?"

Knowing these questions always led to great sex, I was willing to play along.

"Yes, I am really willing to let you sleep with other men whenever you want."

"Do you want to watch me as I fuck other men?"

"Yes, I would love to watch you fuck other me."

"If you are really willing to let me fuck other men while you watch, I want you to get down between my thighs and start eating my pussy like a good boy."

Without hesitation I crawled down between those beautiful thighs and dove into her sweet pussy and started to lick and suck with gusto.

"Oh, baby, you do that so well," she said as she grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth tight against her sex. "I can't wait until you get the chance to suck my next lover's cum as it drips from my well fucked hole."

Hearing her talk like that made me double my efforts to bring my wife pleasure. I would alternate between licking her pussy and pushing my tongue deep into her with my nose nestled against her clit. Then I would gently swirl my tongue on her clit, while rubbing her pussy and fucking her with my fingers. All the while she held my head by the hair, directing my actions by tightening and loosening her grip. After about ten minutes of this, she pulled me tight against her and commanded me to suck her clit. As soon as I did she bucked her hips as a strong orgasm rocked her body.

I continued to gently lick her as she calmed down. She stroked my hair and told me that I was a good little cunt sucker.

"Now I want you to come lay next to me and stroke your cock while I watch."

I lay down and took my almost six inch dick in my hand and started to slowly rub it.

Alana watched me and said, "Honey, you have a very nice dick there, but you know every now and then I am going to need a really big cock to fill me up, right?"

I nodded as I kept stroking. I could vividly remember watching her fuck her lover Steve and his nine inch monster cock.

"So, if I wanted to fuck a nice big cock this weekend, you would let me, right?"

"Yes, I would let you fuck a nice big cock this weekend," I replied.

"Will you watch me fuck a nice big cock this weekend?"

"Baby, I can't wait to watch you fuck a nice big cock this weekend. I will always let you do whatever you want, with whomever you want."

She looked me directly in the eye, her beautiful green eyes looking directly into my soul and said, "Do you promise to never say no to what I ask?"

I told her I would do whatever she wanted, no matter what.

"So, if I want to fuck two men at the same time, you'll let me."

"Yes, I will gladly let you fuck two men."

She smiled as she watched me beat off and continued, "You'll suck their cum from my fresh fucked cunt, too, right?"

"Yes, I will."

She reached over and took my cock from my hand and started to stroke it herself. Then she pressed her mouth against my ear and whispered, "What if I want you to suck their cocks clean after they fuck me?"

Something about the way she asked the question sent me over the edge. A huge load of cum poured out of my cock, covering her hand and sending streams over my stomach and chest. She kept stroking and again whispered in my ear, "Oh, I see you like that idea."

I was speechless at first. She wouldn't really make me suck another man's cock, would she?

Finding my voice I pleaded, "Please, baby, don't ask me to do that. Don't make me suck your lover's cock."

Smiling a wicked smile, Alana stopped stroking my cock and brought her cum covered hand to my mouth, tracing her fingers over my lips. "I thought you said you would do anything. I know you love to taste cum from my pussy. What's different about tasting it on my lover's cock?"

I couldn't believe where this was going. "Honey, tasting your lover's cum from your pussy is one thing, but sucking cock...that's gay!"

She pushed her cum soaked hand against my lips for me to clean up. As I started to lick her fingers she said, "It's not gay if you are doing it for me, to turn me on. If you're doing it for your wife it's not gay."

"Alana, you know I'll do anything for you, but please don't ask me to do that. I can't do that."

"Are you telling me that you won't do what I ask," she asked me sternly. I knew trouble was ahead. "You said you would do whatever I wanted, and I might just want you to do that. Besides, you wouldn't be the first straight guy we know to suck a dick just to please your wife."

It was time to stop this. "Name one," I challenged her.

Without missing a beat she said, "Kurt."

I was in shock. Kurt was a real man's man. He is a former college football player and now worked as a construction foreman for a home building company here in our area. He is in the same great shape as when he played linebacker for his college and he is married to a beautiful woman. His wife, Stephanie, is one of Alana's best friends. She is a stunning redhead with a slim figure. Although her tits are not large, she has an incredible ass and legs.

"Bullshit," I said, "No way Kurt has ever sucked cock. Besides, even if he had, how would you know?"

Without pause Alana replied, "Remember how I told you that Stephanie was the one who told me that Steve had a huge cock and that she had fucked him before she married Kurt?"

"Yeah, I remember wondering if that was true why Kurt had Steve as a groomsman."

"Well, let's just say that Kurt, Stephanie and Steve had a very interesting relationship awhile back."

Alana then started telling me their story. Kurt and Steve had been longtime friends. When Kurt started dating Stephanie, Steve was dating a woman named Cindy. All four spent a great deal of time together. Being young and carefree, they spent much of their time partying and drinking. One night when they had all had a little too much to drink, they started to play a truth or dare drinking game that ended with them swapping partners. After that evening, they all got together regularly for swapping until Steve broke up with Cindy and moved away.

"How do know all this about them," I asked.

"When women get together, we talk about everything, especially our sex lives. Stephanie told me all of this long ago. That's how she knew about Steve."

I was now curious about something else. "Did you tell her about what we did with Steve?" I asked, hoping against hope that she hadn't.

"I did. She and I share everything. That's how I know that once, when they were all really drunk, Stephanie told Kurt that she wanted to see him suck Steve's cock. He told her he would only do it if Stephanie ate Cindy's pussy. So, that night he sucked his first cock and she ate her first pussy. They actually did it a few other times after that."

I sat in stunned silence. I really enjoyed our night with Steve, but I wasn't prepared for the idea that some of our closest friends knew I was a cuckold and that I had watched my wife fuck another man before cleaning her up with my mouth afterward. Added to the fact that these friends had been swingers, my mind was reeling.

"Don't worry," Alana told me, "Stephanie won't spread it around, she might not even tell Kurt. She told me that since they got married he is not as open minded as he used to be. Plus, I think Stephanie is a little jealous of the way Kurt looks at me. I think she is a little jealous of my new big tits. I guess Kurt has commented on them a few times."

"I don't know," I said, "I am worried she might tell Kurt anyway and it might get around."

"Oh, stop worrying. Here, let me do something that will take your mind off of all this." Alana started to kiss me and reached down and started to massage my now soft cock. She then kissed her way down to my nipples and swirled her tongue over them. Next she worked her way down to my dick. The pleasure I was feeling started to make my worries disappear.

When she got down to my dick she started to gently suck my balls while stroking my growing shaft. Once I was hard again, she started to lick my dick, getting it wet with her saliva while still stroking it with her hand. She took her time, often looking into my eyes as she licked and stroked my cock.

"See, I knew I could make my little boy feel better," she cooed to me.

After a few minutes of her slow licking I was completely erect and straining towards her mouth. She took my dick into her mouth and started to slowly suck it up and down. When my wife gives head she really gets into it. She gives the best blowjob of anyone I have ever been with. She sucked and slurped my cock for several minutes as I lay there enjoying the pleasure of what she was doing to me.

She took my cock from her mouth and while stroking it with her hand asked, "There, doesn't that feel better? Doesn't feeling my mouth on your dick make you want to do whatever you can to please me?"

As she took my dick back into her mouth I could only nod and moan, "Uh-huh."

Between sucking, she kept talking, telling me, "I'm so glad you married me. I love you so much. I love that you trust me enough and are secure enough to do whatever I ask."

I was getting closer to climaxing when she said, "I can't wait to take my next lover and have you there watching, tasting his cum afterwards, maybe even taking his cum from my mouth after I give him a blowjob."

Between her dirty talk and what she was doing to my dick with her mouth I couldn't hold back any longer. As I started to cum she kept her mouth on my cock. As my orgasm subsided and my dick began to get soft, my sexy wife came up and kissed me, sharing the taste of my cum with me. She knows that due to my submissive nature I love when she "snowballs" me, so she does it almost every time she blows me.

After her amazing blowjob I was putty in her hands, I even agreed that I would suck her lover's cock if she asked. "Don't worry, though," she told me, "If you don't want to do it I will never ask. I just like to know that you are my willing cuckold."

The following Saturday morning, I got up early to go to the gym to work out and play some basketball. When I got home, I found a note from Alana telling me that the kids were spending the rest of the weekend with their grandparents and that she was out for some shopping and lunch with Stephanie.

I took a shower and then grabbed a book and went to relax by the pool. Alana got home early in the afternoon and came outside to tell me about her day. She said that she and Stephanie had a lot of fun shopping and talking. They had again shared some sex stories, and she told me that both she and Stephanie got flushed and excited talking about their sexual adventures.

As she turned to go into the house she said over her shoulder, "Oh, yeah, I also invited Kurt and Stephanie over to swim and drink some margaritas by the pool tonight. They'll be by about eight o'clock." Then she walked inside.

Having learned about Kurt and Stephanie's sexual history, and knowing that Alana and Stephanie had been talking about sex during their lunch, it wasn't hard to imagine what my wife had in mind when she invited them over.

After waiting a few minutes, I went inside. I found Alana in our bedroom. She was unpacking some bags from her shopping trip. She showed me some shoes she had gotten, as well as a new purse and some various other items. Then she told me she had something to show me, but I had to leave the room and she would bring it to me. I left and headed to our home office to check e-mail while I waited.

As I sat with my back to the door browsing the internet, I heard her coming down the hall. She called out, "Close your eyes." Closing my eyes I turned my chair toward the door.

Her footsteps sounded odd as she walked into the room. When I could smell a hint of her perfume, as well as another familiar scent, she said I could open my eyes.

When I looked at her I got a huge surprise. My wife was standing there in 5 inch, clear platform shoes and she was wearing thigh high white stockings with a matching white thong and lacy white bra. She looked as if she had stepped off the stage at a high class gentlemen's club.

She crawled into my lap and purred, "So, do you like this?" My growing erection that was pushing into her ass answered for me. She looked and smelled great.

"Are you wearing a new perfume, too? It seems familiar, but I can't place it."

Alana leaned in and kissed my ear and whispered, "Think about it for a second." Then she slid off my lap and went to the stereo, turning on some slow, sexy music. She then strutted around the room, giving me a great view of her sexy body. Next, she came back over to me and started to rub her tits in my face. It was then that I recognized the scent she was wearing.

"Wow, baby, you smell like all the strippers at the Body Shoppe." I had always loved going to strip clubs and seeing sexy woman dance for my money. Alana had even gone with me several times, and had let me watch as she got lap dances from some of the dancers.

"You got it," she said, as she continued to dance for me. "While we were out today, Stephanie and I stopped by the Body Shoppe, just for fun and to get some ideas for turning you boys on."

"Well, it worked."

She twirled around, sat down on my dick and leaned back so that her beautiful black hair tickled my face. She took my hands and placed them on her tits. She told me that while she and Stephanie were at the club, they both noticed that strippers had a unique scent that they had never smelled anywhere but in strip clubs. After they had been there a few minutes, one of the dancers came over and started to talk to them. Alana asked her where she got her outfits and was told them about a shop in town where all the erotic dancers shopped. They then asked about the perfume that the dancers wore.

As she kept grinding against my dick she told me, "The dancers call it the Angel/Devil mix. They mix their favorite perfume with baby oil and rub it on their bodies. It keeps their skin moist and the smell drives men crazy." It was driving me crazy for sure.

I ran my hands from her tits to her pussy and back again. Just as I reached for the clasp on her bra to release her amazing tits she pulled away.

"Ah, ah, ah, no touching the dancers, sir." She stood up and kept dancing. I tried to get her to sit back in my lap and she said, "Sorry, sir, only one free dance per customer. Besides, I need a rest before tonight. I'm going to go take a nap. Make us an early dinner and then I will have time to get cleaned up before our guests get here. No beating off either!! Save it for later."

She strutted from the room leaving me with a painful erection and no outlet.

I spent the rest of the afternoon getting things ready for the evening and fantasizing about all the various ways the evening could go.

Kurt and Stephanie arrived a little after eight o'clock. As I described earlier, Stephanie is a stunning redhead. She is only about 5'4", with a slim figure. Her tits are small, but she makes up for it with a great ass and legs. She was wearing a loose fitting sundress over a bikini. Kurt was wearing board shorts and a t-shirt. They really are a great looking couple. They are younger than us, both about 30 years old, while I am 40 and Alana is 36.

The evening was going smoothly. None of us mentioned knowing about each other's sexual secrets, and I was still not sure if Kurt knew anything about my wife and me.

We spent some time hanging around by the pool and swimming. I kept the margaritas flowing and we were all getting a good buzz.

Several times I caught Kurt staring at my wife's tits. She was wearing a very small bikini top and it didn't leave much to the imagination. Even if I wasn't so willing to share my wife I couldn't have gotten too upset about Kurt lusting after my wife, as I spent a good deal of time eyeing Stephanie's tight body and fine ass.

As the evening cooled off we all sat around our outdoor fire pit and continued drinking. Kurt was again staring at Alana's big breasts spilling out of her top, but was just drunk enough that he wasn't hiding it very well. A bulge was becoming visible in his shorts.

Stephanie finally said, "Jesus Kurt, either cover that thing up or jump in the pool to cool off!"

I had never seen a big, burly guy get so sheepish and embarrassed. He started to apologize to Alana, but she stopped him.

"Kurt, if you really want to see my tits I will show them to you, as long as Stephanie says it is okay."

Kurt's head swiveled from Alana to me to Stephanie. He was even more embarrassed than before and wasn't sure whose permission he should ask first.

I chimed in with, "Sure, Kurt, you should take a look at them. They are spectacular."

Kurt stammered quietly, "Well, uh, sure, uh, I guess I would like to see them."

Alana pretended to be hurt, saying, "That is not the enthusiastic response I was expecting. I think you can do better. Maybe I'll make you beg."

Kurt played along, "Please, I really want to see them. I'll do anything!"

"That's a good boy, Kurt," Alana said, "but, you'll do anything? Hmmm, what do I want from you if I show them?"

"Anything you want." Kurt did not know my wife very well or he would not have said that.

"Okay, here they are." And with that, Alana slowly removed her bikini top, revealing her magnificent D cup breasts. "Impressive, aren't they?"

Kurt stared openly and simply said, "Yes."

Stephanie had moved right next to me and whispered in my ear, "Alana and I made some plans today. Are you ready for some fun?" I just nodded as my excitement grew wondering what these two sexy women had in store for us tonight.

Alana took charge. She said, "Well, now you have seen my tits Kurt. So, you have to do anything I want, as you agreed. Let's all go inside and get more comfortable."

We all moved to our living room, all of us taking seats except for Alana. Alana, still only wearing her bikini bottoms, told us, "Tonight we are going to have some fun, but you all have to follow the rules. Kurt, you agreed to do anything I wanted if I showed you my tits, so you will have to follow my rules. My first rule is that Stephanie and I are in charge. My husband already knows that I am the boss, and tonight Stephanie will be his boss, also."

Alana turned to me. "Matt, I want you to come over here and take off my bikini bottom." I was happy to obey, and did as she asked. Once she was completely nude, she sat on the couch next to Kurt.

"Now, Matt, go take off Stephanie's clothes, also." I waited to see if Kurt would protest, but when he did not, I walked over to Stephanie. She stood up and I carefully removed her bikini, stepping back to admire her tight body. Her tits were small B's at best, maybe even A's, but overall she had a killer body, flat stomach, tight ass, shapely legs and a neatly trimmed pussy with only a small landing strip of red pubic hair.