erotica | threesome | hotwife

I have to admit, I was pleasantly surprised when Caleb first approached me about his wife, Jenna. I'd always noticed the sweet, shy thing blush delicately whenever I was around. I figured she was just another repressed housewife terrified of her own desires.

But then Caleb explained how Jenna yearned to explore her sexuality more and practically begged me to help awaken that side of her. I agreed on one condition: I wanted to claim her fully in front of him. I needed to see how far I could push those prim and proper boundaries.

Our first night together was even better than expected. The way Jenna surrendered herself to me, her moans growing louder and more wanton as I dominated her thoroughly over and over, it was clear a major dam had broken open. She was insatiable, her newly unleashed hunger matching my own.

I made it my personal mission over the next few weeks to expose Jenna to every carnal delight. Seeing her embrace her inner slut and grow more confident and demanding in the bedroom with each new experience was incredibly rewarding. I took pride in being her guide to sexual liberation.

Soon Jenna was ready for more adventurous debasements — we did photo shoots, made amateur pornos, and attended elite sex parties where my friends and I lavished her with attention. That shy housewife was long gone, replaced by an uninhibited, glowing goddess who owned her sexuality fully.

And through it all, Caleb supported us enthusiastically. I'll admit, it's an unusual dynamic, but his devotion to Jenna's fulfillment makes it work. He's a lucky man to have such an empowered hotwife. And she's lucky to have a man willing to let her fly free.

I still remember vividly that first night with Jenna in the hotel suite. Walking into the bedroom, the scent of her sweet perfume mingling with the musky aroma of sex hit my senses instantly.

There she was, laid out before me like an offering — nude curves bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, her chest rising and falling rapidly with excited breaths. Her wide, dark eyes watched me like prey enthralled by a predator as I prowled closer.

I took my time undressing, relishing the way her gaze raked over every inch of muscle and sinew while she absently bit her plush lower lip. By the time I joined her on the bed, her nipples were pert and her thighs rubbed together restlessly.

"Please…" she whimpered as I caressed those supple breasts, teasing her taut peaks as she arched into my touch.

My throbbing cock twitched at the neediness in her voice. "Tell me what you want, Jenna," I commanded, trailing a hand up her trembling inner thigh.

"I want you to use me," she confessed in a heated rush. "Take me however you want. I don't want to think, just feel."

With a low groan, I claimed her mouth in a searing kiss, pinning those sweet, writhing curves beneath me. She was mine now, to savor and awaken in every possible way.

I wasted no time spreading Jenna's thighs wide and burying my face in her slick folds, hungry to taste every inch of her.

"Oh, fuck yes," she moaned loudly as I lashed her clit with my tongue. Her hands gripped my hair tightly, grinding against my working mouth.

"That's it baby, ride my face," I grunted, muffled by her undulating pussy. I slipped two thick fingers inside, pumping firmly as I sucked her swollen nub.

Jenna's breath came in short, sharp gasps as I finger-fucked her fast and deep. Her flowing juices coated my chin.

"Don't stop, oh god, I'm so close!" she cried. With a few more well-angled thrusts and swirls over her clit, I felt her walls spasm and clench powerfully around my fingers as she shouted her climax.

I gave her no time to recover, moving up and spearing my aching cock deep into her throbbing core with one powerful stroke.

"Fuck yes, your cunt feels incredible," I groaned through gritted teeth, overwhelmed by her tight heat rippling around me.

I took my time trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down Jenna's neck, eliciting small gasps and whimpers as I explored all her most sensitive spots. My hands glided unhurriedly over the curves of her waist and the swell of her breasts, teasing but not yet touching where she ached the most.

"Please…" she breathed again, back arching, silently begging for more direct stimulation even as her thighs quivered from the unbearable anticipation.

"Shhh, I want to savor you," I murmured, nuzzling the valley between her breasts. My fingers traced delicate circles, moving closer and closer to her rigid nipples before pulling back again.

Each pass left her shivering, her chest heaving with growing desperation. Only once she was letting out tiny, frustrated moans did I finally close my lips over one taut, rosy peak.

"Oh god, yes!" Jenna cried out as I sucked firmly, flicking with my tongue until she was practically sobbing with need. My still-clothed erection strained against her thigh, pulsing with the same urgent want.

But I wasn't done inflaming her desire, kindling an inferno that would leave her absolutely ravenous and ready to be consumed…

After lavishing attention on Jenna's exquisite breasts until she was mindless with lust, I kissed my way down her taut stomach. Her thighs fell open eagerly in anticipation of where I was headed next.

I took my time caressing the silky skin of her inner thighs, alternating deep kisses with gentle scrapes of my teeth. Each touch brought me incrementally closer to her glistening, aching center.

Jenna's hips twisted restlessly beneath me, wordless pleas falling from her lips. When I finally put my mouth on her, licking one long, slow stripe through her soaked folds, she cried out sharply.

"Oh fuck, yes, just like that!"

I settled into an unhurried but firm rhythm, flicking and sucking her rigid clit as I pushed two thick fingers into her dripping entrance. Jenna fisted the sheets, rocking her hips desperately against my working mouth and hand.

Only when her moans reached a fever pitch did I increase the intensity, finger-fucking her fast and deep while ratcheting up the pressure on her clit. Within seconds, she arched off the bed with a wail, the walls clamping down hard around my fingers as she came explosively.

I didn't let up, lapping her through wave after wave until she went limp, spent but still trembling with aftershocks.

I kissed my way back up Jenna's spent but still quivering body until I reached her lips. She moaned softly at the taste of her own arousal on my tongue as we kissed deeply and languidly.

My rigid cock, still restrained by my trousers, throbbed almost painfully with need against her bare thigh. Sensing my urgency, Jenna reached between us to stroke my thick length through the fabric.

"I want this inside me," she whispered hotly.

Groaning, I stood to hastily remove the last of my clothing, my erection springing free. Jenna's eyes widened at the sight, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

Unable to wait any longer, I moved back over her, nudging her thighs wide once more. We both shuddered as I slid my full length into her molten heat.

"Oh god, you feel incredible," I gritted out through clenched teeth, enveloped in her silken vice. Bracing myself on my forearms, I began to move — long, deep strokes that had her gasping and arching beneath me.

Soon I was pounding into her almost ruthlessly, the sounds of slick flesh meeting flesh interspersed with her cries. She clutched my biceps, wrapping her legs around my waist to take me even deeper.

When her inner walls started rippling and squeezing my cock, I let go with a primal groan, emptying myself in hot pulses within her gripping depths…

Our breathing still heavy, I rolled onto my back, bringing Jenna with me, so she straddled my waist.

"Ride me," I commanded, gripping her full hips.

Biting her lip, she grasped my cock and sank down onto it with a low moan. Soon she was bouncing enthusiastically on my rigid length.

"Fuck, just like that," I grunted. "Take every inch of that dick."

I thrust up powerfully each time she slammed down, driving myself even deeper into her soaked pussy. The lewd sounds of our slick flesh colliding filled the room.

Jenna's head fell back as she increased her pace. "Oh god, you feel so fucking good inside me!" she cried out.

The sight of her tits bouncing wildly with each buck of her hips was almost enough to make me lose control again. I reached up to roughly palm them and squeezed them, making her moan louder.

"I'm going to come again," she gasped, her movements becoming more erratic. Gripping her hips, I pistoned up into her quivering cunt until she shattered with a scream, her pulsing grip launching me over the edge right behind her.

Even as I claimed Jenna's body again and again, I was hyperaware of Caleb's presence, watching silently from the corner chair. His eyes blazed with a turbulent mix of arousal and anguish as he witnessed my thorough ravishing of his wife.

At one point, our gazes locked. I raised an eyebrow in challenge, stilling my hips deep inside Jenna. "Get over here," I commanded gruffly.

Caleb hesitated only a moment before complying. I grabbed his hand, bringing it between Jenna's legs, where we were joined. A shudder wracked through her at the contact.

"Feel how wet she is and how much she's enjoying this," I ordered. Jenna moaned, grinding shamelessly against our combined touch.

Caleb swallowed thickly but obeyed, his fingertips exploring where I penetrated his wife again and again. I could see the war within him — devastation wrestling with desire. Jenna held his gaze, whispering her love and reassurance even as I claimed her body ruthlessly.

As I watched Caleb caress his wife under my command, I sensed there were complex feelings beneath his surface anguish. This went beyond jealousy; he was confronting deep desires that both thrilled and disturbed him.

I decided to test those waters further. Still buried inside Jenna, I grasped her chin and turned her face toward her husband. "Kiss him," I ordered.

Their mouths met tentatively at first. But the kiss built in passion as Jenna stroked Caleb's face soothingly. He responded hungrily, the last of his hesitation fading. I felt her inner muscles clench around my cock.

When they finally broke apart, breathing ragged, I asked, "Do you want to be inside your wife while I take her, Caleb?"

He let out a tortured groan, burying his face in Jenna's hair. "Yes, God forgive me, but I do," he confessed brokenly.

Jenna guided his hand back between her legs in reassurance. "It's okay, love, all of this. I want you to feel everything with me," she murmured.

As they kissed again, I resumed my steady pace, allowing Caleb to remain intimately connected to his wife as I claimed her body. We were getting to the heart of what this encounter was really about — exposing secret hungers but also deep trust.

As we moved together, boundaries dissipating, I was struck by the level of trust and openness on display.

Past the raw physical ecstasy, there was an emotional rawness here too — quiet tenderness intermingled with anguished longing and catharsis.

"Tell me what you want right now, Jenna," I murmured, nuzzling against her neck.

"I want to feel both of you inside me," she breathed out on a moan.

Caleb swallowed hard but nodded, desire overcoming his hesitation.

I positioned myself behind Jenna as she guided Caleb to lay beneath her. We entered her together slowly, all groaning at the intense sensations.

"Oh fuck yes, just like that," Jenna cried, rotating her hips tentatively as she adjusted to the feeling of fullness.

"Christ, you feel even tighter like this, so fucking good," I grunted through gritted teeth. Caleb could only pant and nod in agreement, his eyes screwed shut in overwhelmed ecstasy.

We started moving together, establishing a rhythm. The lewd sounds of slick flesh sliding against flesh filled the room, underscored by Jenna's breathy pleas for "more, harder!"

"You like being stuffed full of cock, don't you?" I rasped.

"Yes! Oh god, I've never felt anything like this," she sobbed.

I reached around to rub her clit as Caleb sucked her breasts. She shattered almost instantly, wailing for her release. The spasming grip around our cocks soon triggered our own guttural climaxes…

In the afterglow, our slick skin still entwined, I traced my fingers along Jenna's spine and murmured into her ear:

"Now that you've embraced your deepest desires and discovered what really makes you feel alive, where do you want to go from here?"

A delicious shiver went through her at the question. She turned to capture my gaze, eyes dark and simmering with newfound hunger.

"Take me further," she pleaded breathlessly. "Show me it all — living each moment with no inhibitions, no limits."

I smiled slowly, my pulse quickening at the promise in her words. We had only just scratched the surface of her blossoming sensuality.

"Oh Jenna, we have so much to explore together," I rumbled, pulling her closer as Caleb hugged her from behind, his body language equally eager.