Hours later, I woke up with sunshine streaming into our bedroom. I was curled up and sleeping on Johnny's shoulder. I wondered if last night was just a dream until I turned to see Kevin also in our bed. Both men were out cold.
Quietly, with a smile, I eased out of the bed. I slipped on a little red laced nightie and tiptoed out of the room. Pinning my hair up with a clip, I made my way downstairs. After such a sexy night, I was starving! I decided to make a large breakfast for myself and the boys.
Turning on some low music I began to mix pancake batter, fry some sausage, brew the coffee, and cut some fruit. Replays of last night played back in my mind. Never had I imagined doing something so wild. It was a thrilling night of so many firsts. Johnny and I had discussed such fantasies as we made love, but never in a million years did I fathom they would happen, especially to the extent of what we did last night. Was I now a "hotwife"?
Suddenly, a very naughty thought entered my mind. I began crafting a text on my phone. "What has gotten into me?" I wondered as carnal thoughts entered my mind. I closed my phone. "Oh fuck it!" I said out loud and opened my phone to fire off my text.
When I finished making breakfast, I arranged everything on a tray to take upstairs to the bedroom. As a last minute thought, I grabbed a bottle of chocolate syrup and some whip cream out of the refrigerator to go with the fruit and pancakes. I walked upstairs to wake the two sleeping men...
As I walked, I smiled to myself as I imagine the surprised smiles on the men's faces. I walked quietly through the bedroom door and set the tray down gently on a nightstand. I undid my nightie and let it fall to the floor. Completely naked and hugging the bottle of chocolate syrup, I slid into bed as Johnny sleepily snuggled me back into place between him and his friend, Kevin. I rolled onto my side and quietly popped open the bottle of chocolate syrup. I drizzled some on my breasts, which were uncovered by the blankets. The noise the bottle made caused Johnny's eyes to open. His eyes took a moment to focus and then he registered what was happening and immediately opened wider. He was completely awake now!
"Dude, wake up!" He said to Kevin giving him a nudge.
"Huh? What?" said Kevin. His eyes also adjusting and then widening in surprise. "Well doesn't that look delicious!"
Both men greedily began to lick and suck on my nipples and nibbled my small breasts hungrily. "Oh, baby! You're ready for more?" Johnny asked proudly with a gleam in his eye.
"You are one lucky man," Kevin commented.
"Oh, just you two wait. I'm not done with you yet," I said with a sly grin. With that, I took the bottle of chocolate syrup and ripped back the bedsheets. I asked the men to kneel next to each other as I began squirting generous amounts of syrup on both of their dicks and began slurping and sucking their cocks to erection. My tongue running up and down the sides of Johnny's shaft. I then did the same to Kevin's thick cock. Johnny came behind me and rubbed his hot dick on my ass cheeks as I continued to suck on his friend. Johnny began plunging into my pussy, which was dripping with both my natural juices and chocolate as I moaned. Taking Kevin fully in my mouth, I deep throated him while he threw his head back moaning in ecstasy.
"You have a beautiful cock, Kevin," I stated as I winked and kissed the head of his fat cock.
He looked down at me lustfully and said, "thank you, I love the way you suck on it!" He then gently grabbed the back of my head guiding my mouth back onto his dick. My husband still pounding me from behind.
Suddenly, a loud bang downstairs pulled Johnny out of his erotic state of mind. Ever the protector, he withdrew and immediately started walking towards our bedroom door.
"Wait, Johnny," I called quickly. "Don't ruin my next surprise!" I yelled with a mischievous smile and an air kiss.
Johnny turned and looked at me confused. Smiling slyly, I stood up and walked to the bedroom door. I told Johnny to go back and join Kevin on the bed. Someone was walking up the stairs. The sound of heels clacking on each step. Opening the door, a beautiful brunette with a dark complexion entered our bedroom. "This is my friend from work, Sofia," I started to explain.
Sofia was a coworker of mine that was always talking about her wild sexcapades. On more than one occasion she had hit on me offering to spice things up for Johnny and I's "boring" married sex life. Sofia was a hotty with looks and features similar to a Selma Hayak. Truth be told, I had more than once admired her heavy breasts and curvy body and especially her full luscious lips.
