Cyn Gets Naughty at a Reception

Well, despite it being nearly 3 am when we finally drifted off to "sleep", thinking about the evening while lying next to Cyn's naked body kept me semi awake - and semi erect - all night, making for a fitful sleep at best. It seemed like she was either pressing her ass against my cock, or holding it, occasionally moaning to herself as she 'slept'. I couldn't be sure if she was intentionally trying to tease me, of just enjoying the feeling of our bodies.

As I drifted in and out of sleep, my mind kept wondering what had gotten her suddenly so excited about the hotwife idea. I mean, we had fantasized and role played it many times, always leading to great sex when we did. But tonight had been on a whole new level, Cyn was very serious about it, and apparently Bill was in her mind a good potential bull. I had to find out what he said to her, and if she was truly serious about making our hotwife fantasy a reality.

I was fully erect thinking about it all at 10 am when she started to stir. She turned toward me and gently stroked my cock with both hands.

"Mmmm" she murmured as she continued stoking me with one hand and cupped my balls in her other, 'Your balls feel heavy and full again, and you've been hard all night. I love it... it feels so good."

Well, I thought, at least I wasn't the only one who was awake half the night! And she was right, my balls were aching for release yet again. She was keeping me so horny! I put my arm around her, rubbing her back as I gently thrust to meet her strokes.

"It was amazing last night. And you're obviously ready for some more!" She smiled as she squeezed my cock and looked up at me. "What's gotten into you?"

"You." I said.

"Me?" she asked playfully. "What did I do?"

"Your sexy dress, and attitude, and playing such a naughty wife like that. You know how that turns me on."

"Yes, I know it does. So... we've been talking about this as our fantasy forever... what if we make it more than just fantasy? Would that be something you'd like?"

Before I could answer, she got out of bed and told me to shower and meet her downstairs in 10 minutes. I wondered why downstairs, but was in for whatever she had in mind.

"Think about it and we'll talk more about it then!" she sassed as I saw her naked tush disappear into her bathroom.

I got ready in record time, straightened up the bed and room. I went to the kitchen and fixed us each a glass of juice and was in the living room waiting in my silk boxers for what seemed like forever. Her door was slightly ajar and I could smell perfume wafting into the living room. Finally I heard the clicking of heels coming down the hall. Heels? I wasn't sure what to make of that, but I sure was curious!

When she came into the living room you could have pushed me over with a feather! She was wearing a denim mini skirt/jacket outfit which was very form fitting with her jacket buttoned in front. The skirt was short - well above mid thigh and God her ass looked so good in it! Her perfectly tanned legs were so shapely in high heels. She had put her makeup on slightly heavier than usual, and teased her hair up into a vampy look. Gold hoops, a gold bracelet and a gold chain around her neck, all bright against her tanned skin. She was definitely giving off the nighttime version of the "soccer mom by day, hot mom by night" vibe.

She did a pirouette in the middle of the room for my benefit.

"So, how do I look?" she asked as I handed her her juice.

"So good! I guess I'm under dressed" I offered, sitting on the couch in my shorts.

"Not at all." She replied. "I love silk boxers, plus they make it easy to see that you approve!"

She sat down by me and tasted her juice. She hesitated and then suggested we might enjoy it more with a little vodka in it. I obliged and got up, making hers a double.

She giggled at the major tent in my boxers as I brought her glass and sat back down next to her.

"Well I can see that needs some attention." she noted as she crossed her legs showing off her legs. "But... let's talk first."

She said quite enthusiastically that she really enjoyed herself last evening and all night and hoped I had also. I assured her I did and asked what brought out her naughty side last night. She explained that she had been wanting to have a little naughty fun, and since I had told her we wouldn't know anyone at the wedding, she thought about it all week and decided that it would be fun to indulge my never ending desire to see her dress and act like a wild and sexy wife. She admitted she began to lose her nerve a bit in the afternoon, but said that a few Margaritas while she got dressed helped her get over that, and on the spur of the moment she decided to go completely "commando" and wear nothing at all under her dress!

"You can thank the Margaritas for that!" she joked, adding that being totally naked except for her thin dress, heels, and jewelry was the sexiest feeling ever. "I didn't think you noticed that I wasn't wearing anything under my dress, because you didn't say anything. So then I thought it might not be as obvious to everyone else as it felt to me."

"You looked so sexy... I wondered a couple of times because I didn't see any bra or panty lines, but I figured you were wearing one of your hot little thong teddies. All I know is that you looked fantastic!"

"Thanks, honey. I was so nervous, especially when we got there and went in. With every step I could feel my breasts jiggling and my dress would open enough so I could feel cool air against my bare... everything. It felt almost like I was totally naked!"

"It didn't seem to bother you, you looked totally relaxed and confident..."

"Oh Drew, I have to admit I was so nervous, but once I got inside and past that I didn't mind it so much. Once I got got a drink, I saw that I knew no one, I felt much more relaxed and really started enjoying it..."

"Enjoying 'it'?" I asked, knowing what 'it' meant.

"Yes, you know, being nearly naked in the middle of all those other people, with only that thin dress on. I was nervous, but it was so hot for me. I felt hot for sure. And knowing how much you love it and say you want to share me, I kept thinking 'I could play with any of these guys and you would be ok with it'. And... as you might have noticed, a lot of guys were checking me out."

"Yes, I noticed..."

As we talked , Cyn had been casually unbuttoning the top few buttons of her jacket. Her cleavage was coming into view, as if I wouldn't notice.

"You did? Did you mind?"

"No of course not, not at all. I enjoyed it. Did you?"

Cyn hesitated a bit. "Well, I hope you're ok with it... because... yes, I loved all the attention!"

She told me that when we danced she really enjoyed the way her thin dress hugged her and showed off her curves and legs, and when she danced or brushed up against anyone she could feel everything almost like she was naked against them.

"When we danced slow, your hands felt like they were on my bare behind, and your hard cock against me felt so good. You must have known that I wasn't wearing any bra or panties."

"I thought maybe you had thongs or a teddy on, but I couldn't feel anything except your dress, it felt good."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it!" she teased. Another button undone, and I could see something white and sexy under her jacket.

"So... I have to ask... just what was it that Bill said to you at the bar when we came back inside?"

"Oh yes, Bill... well, I'm glad you asked..." she said as she took a big pull from he drink. "It's kind of a long story, but I think you're going to like it."

"I'm all ears." I replied, more eager than ever to know what she had to say.

"It all started when you went to the bathroom and then kinda disappeared on me..." she began. " I did catch a glimpse of you talking to the groom but then lost track of you for quite a while."

She told how she had danced with a couple of guys and was having a good time enjoying their attentions. When Bill caught her eye they flirted a bit and he asked her to dance. She said he was very friendly and confident without being arrogant, very polite and a great dancer, "plus, he was easy on the eyes" she added with a smile.

"During a few fast songs I could see he was enjoying seeing my dress as it would open enough to give him some peeks at my legs and cleavage. It was hot teasing him like that. He had those thin summer slacks on, and I could see he was getting a little excited too. I knew you wouldn't mind, it was just like we've talked about so many times. I was hoping you would us to get you off a little." She knows what turns me on.

"I'm sorry I missed it." I meant it, I was sorry I missed seeing that.

"You snooze, you lose" was her reply. She added that Bill had liked to do a little close and dirty style dancing and he was not shy about putting his hands on her and pulling her close as he ground against her. She said it was quite erotic but all in good fun and he did not cross any lines or make her uncomfortable.

She then told how a slow song came up and they danced. He put his right arm around her, pulling her tight against him. She said his hand went straight to her ass and she decided not to stop him, letting him enjoy a nice feel. With his left hand he took her hand and he held it between them against her right breast, which was almost bare.

As she was telling me this, she leaned closer to me and stroked my hard cock through my silk boxers.

"It was just like our fantasy baby, I'm glad it turns you on so much when I tell you about." She said, holding the hard proof in her hand. I nodded and then she kissed me passionately, her tongue probing deep into my mouth. After a few minutes, she added "I'm so hot telling you about it."

She continued. "Drew, we danced... we were very close... and... between his light summer slacks and my thin dress... I could feel his cock very well against me. He was hard... as hard as you are right now, I think. I felt so slutty, but in a good way, because I knew you would be ok with it."

She said she felt a little nervous and as they made some small talk, exchanging names and learning that he owned or ran a bar or club on a lake a couple of hours north of us. All the while she said she could feel his erection and his breath on her neck and shoulder, and knowing I would approve, she was feeling naughtier and hotter by the minute. All the while she said Bill kept saying how beautiful and hot she was, and that I was a lucky man. She then told me her heart was pounding nearly out of her chest as she found herself thinking that this might become the situation we had been talking about for so long, and that the time was right to step out and be a shared wife. Obviously Bill was interested, and she knew I was too. She said that judging by how flush and wet she felt, her body and mind were telling her that she definitely was ready to be shared, to be a shared wife! Her secret thoughts were interrupted when she felt Bill move his hand further down onto her ass as he whispered in her ear.

"Only naughty girls go naked under their dresses." he whispered as he gently squeezed her behind.

"Yes, I know..." she replied, lifting her head and looking him in the eye. I am a naughty girl, she thought to herself. A sexy, naughty wife who wants to enjoy other men with her husband's support and encouragement. Bill smiled and gently squeezed her behind.

"So, what does your husband think about you being naked under that sexy dress? Does he like that you are a naughty girl?" She said his bold question caught her a little by surprise, but she didn't hesitate.

"Oh yes, he loves it. It turns him on." she said matter of factly. She could feel him tensing and releasing his erection against her and she responded by pressing against him a little harder. Again he smiled at her, acknowledging her response.

"So, you do it for him then? he continued to press the issue.

"No, not at all... we both love it. I like attention and the feeling, it turns me on too." she answered, their eyes still locked.

"Would he be ok with this, our conversation!" Bill asked. "and how we are dancing so... intimately?"

"Oh yes, he'll be more than ok with it." she assured him.

"How do yo mean?" he asked her.

"He... well... he likes the idea of sharing me - with other guys... the right guy." There, she said it out loud. She had announced to someone, in so many words, that she is available as a shared wife, a hotwife as some call it. Christ, and she said it to a guy who she just met!

"Am I the right guy?" Bill asked her.

"Maybe you are, we'll have to see about that." Just then the song ended and Cyn said she gave him a quick kiss and hug, taking the opportunity as she turned away to draw her hand briefly across his bulging slacks, smiling at him and giving him something else to consider as she left him.

"So... I guess you could say I took a big step tonight toward our fantasy of me being your shared wife. Oh, and don't take it wrong honey, but from what I could tell, he felt pretty big." she added, smiling as she looked down at my cock in her hand.

"And so, I was so horny that when I finally found you we had to go outside and... well, you know... have our little rendezvous on the playground."

"Ok so far, but... you never did say what it was he whispered to you at the bar after we had been outside." I remembered to ask. "I mean, it's not like it's a secret, but I'd like to hear it from you."

Cyn looked a little puzzled. "Why, did you hear us?" Then she added "You're bluffing, you don't know what he said. What do you think he said?"

"He told you that you were hot, and he wanted to fuck you. didn't he?" I could tell be her expression that is was pretty much right.

"Oh yes, I forgot, there was that" she laughed a little nervously. I wondered if there was something she didn't want me to know. Turns out, there wasn't.

"Well, since you asked... I'll tell you. As you know," she continued, "I was still quite hot and bothered from our little tryst on the playground. I mean I was all flush and I'm sure I had that just fucked look about me, or at least I felt like I did. You had just ridden me hard and put me away wet less than five minutes before, and I was trying not to let that drip, so to say. So then Bill comes up next to us and behind me at the bar, he's looking right down the front of my dress and says that he was on the playground and saw and heard everything you and I did and said. I thought he was bluffing and said so. Then he whispered in my ear that he was right next to us and saw me sucking your cock and fucking you, and he heard me say that I'd fuck all those guys and be your hotwife. So I guess... he wasn't bluffing! He said I was hot and he wanted me right there. Then he reminded me where he works and said we can come see him when we're ready and we wouldn't be sorry."

"Oh," she continued, "and I don't think you saw it, but he had his hand on my ass, feeling me up the whole time we talked, right in front of you. I let him. I was very naughty."

"Yes you were. How did you like it?"

"Honestly? It felt so hot, being desired, and even... slutty in front of you. But in a good way! I had felt his hard cock, been propositioned, and offered that I was available to be shared on the dance floor, you had taken me on the playground, and now he was playing with my ass in front of you. How else could I feel?"

She had the fly open on my silk boxers and was stroking my bare hard cock.

"You're so hard baby... does this mean you approve of my naughtiness last night, and you really want to share me as your hotwife?" she asked playfully, wagging my rigid meat back and forth.

"I think it does!" I laughed. "So, I guess I have Bill to thank for that spontaneous playground sex and the hotwife play last night, huh?"

"Hardly." she shot back. Then we both laughed at the double entendre of the word HARDly in her response.

"I mean, let's not forget... it was my idea to dress and act the part in order to excite you while getting some cock attention, way before meeting Bill. It just so happened that he was one of the cocks that came to my attention!" again we laughed.

Then she got serious. "Baby, I know this is something we have played with and fantasized about forever. I'm really ready to try it as I know you have been for some time. Just by luck we... or I... met Bill last night. I think he could be a good fit as a first bull for me. But we should meet him and you can size him up yourself. As we have always agreed, we only go forward if we both feel it's what we want. All the ground rules and boundaries we've talked about are in play here. I'm just telling you... I am really, really ready to do this. Whether with Bill or someone else. I just want to be shared - and I want it badly."

She was totally serious and excited, and I couldn't have been happier.

"So, I guess you might want to take a little night out and go up to Bill's club in the near future then?" I asked. She nodded with a big smile and stood up.

Her jacket was totally unbuttoned and she took it off, revealing a white bustier that laced up the back, with a zipper in front that plunged far enough that it would reveal her inner titties and flat tummy.

"Yes honey, I am so ready. I hope you are too. Would you like to see me wear a little outfit like this and have some naughty fun in it?" she teased as she leaned over me, letting me enjoy the view and smiled as she reached down and pumped my cock, which was hard and answered for me.

"Yes. I'd like that. You're beautiful and sexy and I'll love sharing you with other guys. As many and as much as you want."

She sat back on the couch ext to me, leaned back and spread her legs, showing me her naked pussy. Normally she kept it quite trim, changing it up and occasionally shaving it completely when she planned on some naughty fun. It was totally shaved now. and so beautiful. She opened her lips with her fingers, and rubbed her clit. She was so wet and her lips were red and swollen with excitement.

"So... you want me to offer my married pussy to other guys and let them fill it with their hard cocks? I hope you're sure, because I could easily have had Bill last night. I was and am so ready to do this! And I want all my bulls to eat my pussy and fuck me with their tongues also." She was working her clit faster now.

All her 'bulls'? As in multiple? She was definitely keeping future options open, i thought?

"Of course." I assured her. "Your wish is our command. No one can resist your luscious charms..."

"Show me..."

I swung her legs around and got between them, licking all along up her silky inner thighs until I reached her love. I let my breath tease them for a few seconds, then I began to lick the around the outer regions of her vaginal lips. Short little licks, as I moved randomly around the edges of her mound. She flinched a little each time my tongue touched her.

"Oh God yes, get me ready honey! You are so good!"

Then I focused on her clit, using my tongue to flick and circle it, and gently nibbling on it with my lips. She lifted her hips up, trying to get her snatch tighter against my mouth. I put my hands under her and lifted her. I could then use my tongue to penetrate her deeply. As I started to fuck her with my tongue she tensed up and moaned loudly, grabbing the back of my head and pulling my mouth into her open pussy. She was squirming and her legs trembled slightly. She was having a minor orgasm already. I thrust my tongue in and out of her and could taste as her juices flowed onto my face and down to the crack of her butt. She was so wet.

"Fuck yes! Don't stop! Please!" she almost shouted. I brought a hand up and inserted two fingers as I worked her clit with my mouth and tongue. She responded to the new stimulation by alternating between squirming, tensing up, then squirming, etc., as she moved her head from side to side and arched her back heaving her chest up. I continued fingering her and nibbling her clit. Reaching under her ass with my other hand I could feel how wet her crack was, so I got my thumb lubricated and started massaging her anus. She liked that so I began to gently open her with my thumb, inserting it into her ass ever so slowly.