Guest's Bedroom: A Hotwife Fantasy Read online

  “Matt settled in?” he asked.

  “Settled in and then some,” I said.

  “What’s that mean?”

  I sat down on the bed and leaned over, moving my head over to his shoulder and taking a deep breath. God I loved cuddling up to my husband. I wanted to jump him every time I saw him, every time I hopped into bed with him, but never more than tonight when I was already so worked up from the games I’d played with Matt.

  I’d worried that the reality wouldn’t live up to our fantasies, but it turns out my husband’s best friend checking out my ass was even hotter in reality than in my erotic imagination. God! I don’t know what was wrong with me. I don’t know why I was suddenly so fixated on Matt’s eyes fixated on my body, but I couldn’t deny the way it was making me feel. I couldn’t deny how hot I was.

  I leaned in and kissed Ben’s neck, moved down and slid a hand down to his cock which was rapidly rising. He turned and looked at me, his eyes wide, and then looked to the open door leading out to the hall.

  “What are you doing Jen?” he whispered. “Matt’s just down the hall. He’ll hear us!”

  I pulled away from kissing Ben’s neck and smiled. My hand ran up and down the length of his cock.

  “I’m sure your old buddy would like that,” I said.

  Ben raised an eyebrow. “Are we really doing this now? With him just down the hall?”

  I bit my lip and nodded. Ben’s face broke out into a grin.

  “I thought I saw him looking at you. Was he checking you out?”

  I nodded again.

  “That pervert,” he said.

  I continued running my hand up and down the length of Ben’s cock. “Now now. Is that any way to talk about a friend who stood with you at our wedding?”

  Ben leaned forward and kissed me, his tongue darting out to explore my mouth. I closed my eyes and sighed, moved closer to him and started grinding my pussy against his leg. God I was so fucking hot! I needed him inside me. I needed to get off, to release all this pent up sexual energy, and I needed it now!

  Ben pulled away from the kiss. “You know he was probably thinking about what it would feel like to slide his cock up inside you the entire time he was sitting with us on that couch?”

  I picked up the pace grinding against my husband’s leg. I picked up the pace running my hand up and down his cock jerking them through his boxers. I moaned quietly as I moved down and kissed along his neck again.

  “Oh? Does that excite you thinking about him fucking you, you bad girl?” he asked.

  I looked up at him and bit my lip. He knew the answer, but I nodded anyways. I felt his cock twitch against me.

  Ben leaned in closer and then he was rolling on top of me, pressing his cock against my pajama shorts. Oh shit was that good! He started grinding his cock against me as he continued with the dirty talk that we’d so recently discovered we loved so much.

  “That’s so fucking hit thinking of you being so bad,” Ben said.

  I gasped and wrapped my legs around Ben. “He probably wanted to pull my shorts aside and slide his cock inside me, not even let me take my panties off. Just pulled them to the side and fuck me from behind on the couch!”

  Ben groaned as he continued grinding his cock against me. “Fuck yeah he would.”

  I gasped and felt an explosion. It was that release that I needed so bad, but I looked over to the open door. To where Matt would be able to hear me if I let that explosion run its course. I hated it, I couldn’t believe I was doing it, but I bit my lip and reached down to stop his grinding. He looked down and raised an eyebrow.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing’s wrong baby,” I said. “Everything’s right. Too right. If you keep that up for much longer I’m going to be coming and screaming, and then there’s no doubt he’ll know what we’re doing.”

  Ben leaned down. “I bet he’d love to hear you screaming.”

  God. I was so close and that was sending me even closer. Ben knew exactly what he was doing. He was goading me on, damn him.

  “I’d love to scream for him.”

  That surprised me. Sure Matt had the sexy shy geeky thing going for him, but that wasn’t exactly my type. Nothing compared to Dan and his extroverted streak. And yet there was just something about Matt. Something that hooked in my mind and made him a frequent subject in these dirty talk fantasies.

  Perhaps it was precisely because he was the shy nerdy type, the one who tried to sneak a peek without ever actually doing something about it, that turned me on the most. It gave me such a sense of power. I was the unattainable goddess, free to bestow my gifts or take them away. Free to be the temptress and give him a peek of paradise.

  Fuck! Just thinking like that was putting me close to the edge again, and Ben was barely pressing his cock against my pussy. My breath was picking up, my nipples were straining out against my tank top.

  “What if you let him make you scream?” Dan asked.

  I stopped. “Are you serious?”

  Ben’s eyes searched my own. “Are you?”

  I thought about that for a moment. This had been firmly in the realm of fantasy so far. It’d only been a couple of months since I first realized Ben’s fantasy of watching me was the perfect complement to my exhibitionist streak. Only this would be crossing a hell of a line. This would be taking things farther than we ever had before. Talking about it, fantasizing about me fucking another guy, was completely different from actually climbing into bed with one of his friends and having some fun.

  “I want you to,” Ben said.

  Holy shit. Holy fucking shit! I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe the feelings running through me. It was so forbidden. So naughty. So incredibly taboo! And I suppose that was the reason why I suddenly felt a wave of heat crash through my body. Why I suddenly felt an incredible pleasure down between my legs.

  Was I coming? Holy shit. I was actually coming and Ben was barely pressing his cock against me! That release I’d needed was finally here. The idea of hopping into bed with Matt was so hot, such a fucking turn on, and I was so worked up after talking about this fantasy for so long and finally seeing the reality just on the horizon, that I was over the edge!

  I wrapped my legs around Ben and pulled him against me. His eyes widened in surprise as he leaned down and kissed me. My body shuddered against him and he moved to hand up to cup my tits, to play with my nipples through my tank top. He knew how much I loved that. I pressed my pussy up against him, already soaking wet and I felt the outline of his cock running up and down the length of my slit. It holy shit!

  I finally came down from that incredible orgasm and I pulled away from the kiss. Ben peered down at me and smiled.

  “Was it good for you?” he asked.

  “Amazing,” I said.

  “So what do you think?”

  I blinked. “You’re serious? That wasn’t just dirty talk?”

  “Completely serious,” Ben said. “I’m already so turned on from your performance during the movie. I want you to go in there and seduce my best friend, and I want to watch.”

  I closed my eyes and I felt the beginnings of another orgasm. “God! Are you sure you want me to fuck him? Are you sure you want your wife to have another man’s cock inside her? He’d be the first guy I fucked since I married you!”

  Ben leaned down and kissed me again, a slow tender kiss, then pulled away and locked eyes with me. “You know how much I want this babe. And I think you want it just as much.”

  Shit! Here we went again. I clamped my legs around him, pulled him down into another kiss so my moans would be muffled somewhat, and then I was shuddering underneath him as I realized this wasn’t just dirty talk. This wasn’t just some crazy scenario we were spinning out in bed as an enhancement to our sex life. I was actually going to walk over to the guest bedroom, I was going to let Matt get an eyeful, and then I was going to climb into bed and rock his fucking world. The thought made me feel lightheaded. I felt indescribable pleasur
e coursing through my body. I couldn’t believe how amazing this felt.

  I came down from my second orgasm, panting as I looked up at Ben.

  “Damn,” he said. “We should’ve done this a long time ago.”

  I leaned up and kissed him. “I don’t think we were ready for this a long time ago, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun tonight.”

  Ben rolled off from on top of me and I propped myself up on an elbow. “So how do we do this?”

  Ben looked me up and down and his eyes were clearly filled with lust. “I think you just walk in there and it’ll take care of itself from there.”

  “Should I put on some lingerie or something?”

  Once more he looked me up and down. “Are you kidding? Do you see the pajamas you’re wearing right now? He’s going to be horny putty in your hands!”

  I took a nervous breath. I started shivering again, and those shivers quickly turned into shudders that shook my whole body. I was actually going to do this. I was actually going to go into our guest bedroom and fuck another man. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this! God, just thinking about it was almost enough to make me come again. All I needed to do was squeeze my legs together just a little bit. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, gasped and started breathing more heavily.

  A hand on my thigh brought me back to reality. I opened my eyes. Ben was leaning in close and smiling.

  “Save that for the guest bedroom baby,” he said.

  I nodded uncertainly. I was just putting it off. Now that I was actually in the moment, now that I was on the verge of making this fantasy reality, I realized I was more nervous than I’d been since the first time I had sex. I took a final deep breath and stood. Walked towards our bedroom door. I turned over and looked over my shoulder at Ben.

  “Are you coming?”

  He waved an arm, shooing me towards the door. “I’ll be there, don’t worry.”

  I took another deep breath and turned, forced myself to put one foot in front of the other. Walked out into the open area that separated our room from the guest bedroom and the bathroom. The stairs were off to my left. I could turn and go downstairs, forget about this whole thing. Only I moved forward and turned right.

  6: Realities

  I was so hot. I just made the same walk in reverse a few minutes ago with no idea that I was going to be making the same trek a few moments later with plans of fucking Matt dancing in my head. Sure the idea had been there, the arousal had been there as I saw him checking me out, but there was something about making the trip and knowing I was actually going to do it, actually going to go through with it, that had me on fire with every step I took.

  I stopped and leaned against the door frame. Matt was reclining in bed reading a book. Of course he was. The book obscured his view of the door. Or at least I couldn’t see his face. I knocked on the door frame.

  Matt jumped and pulled the book down. “Shit! You scared me Jen.”

  I smiled and walked into the room, once again adding some extra sway to my hips as I moved. That movement wasn’t lost on him. His eyes followed me back and forth and it made me want to giggle as he watched me walk. I knew how to walk to get a guy’s attention. Sure I was a little rusty since I’d been with Ben for the past few years and hadn’t found a need for this particular skill set, but from the way Matt was reacting I definitely still had it.

  “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you,” I said with a smile.

  I continued forward and sat on the edge of the bed. Matt swallowed as he looked at me, as his eyes moved up and down the length of my body. That sent a thrill running through me. Sent an impossible heat running up my body even as a chill ran down my spine. It even sent a tingle exploding out from between my legs. I was so fucking turned on. I’d had a little fun in the bedroom with Ben, but I needed the sort of fun, the sort of release, that only Matt could provide. Needed it bad.

  “Is something wrong Jen?”

  “I’ve seen the way you look at me Matt,” I said. “I know about the dorm.”

  I leaned forward, closer to him. He looked at me again and swallowed. The book fell down to his side. I leaned forward so the front of my tank top fell open giving him a good view of my cleavage. The same view he got down in the darkened living room only now there was enough light for him to know exactly what he was seeing, to know for sure I wasn’t wearing a bra. His eyes widened as he realized that.

  “I don’t know what you…”

  I leaned forward and pressed a finger against his lips. He went cross eyed and it was enough to make me laugh.

  “Shush,” I said. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Let’s not play games. I’ve seen how you watch me and Ben told me about how you looked when I left my window open while I was changing.”

  I pulled my finger away and he started babbling. “Jen I’m so sorry. You’re my best friend’s wife and I shouldn’t…”

  I leaned forward so that my face was inches from his. So that all it would take was one of us leaning forward ever so slightly and our lips would be together. We’d be kissing in a forbidden dance.

  “Don’t be sorry,” I whispered. “It turns me on. I think it’s so fucking hot when you watch me.”

  Matt blinked. “It is?”

  I figured if I was going to be the aggressor in this game then I might as well go all the way. Literally and figuratively. Matt seemed hesitant, still seemed a little scared. He probably thought Ben was going to burst through the door at any moment and kill him for getting this close to his wife. I suppose that’s what any rational man would think in this scenario. Then again most rational men didn’t have the kind of fantasies about their wife’s sex life that Ben had about mine.

  Enough thinking. Now was a time for doing. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against Matt’s. I kept my eyes open so I could watch his reaction. His eyes went wide, but a moment later he sighed and melted into the kiss. His mouth opened and then we were making out with me leaning over him on our guest bed. Our tongues danced as we explored one another’s mouths like we were a couple of eager teenagers discovering sex for the first time. Discovering one another for the first time.

  Which, in a way, I suppose we were.

  I pulled away from the kiss and held his face in mine, moved my eyes back and forth searching his for some reaction. Only he seemed too shell shocked to react. He was breathing heavily and not really looking at anything even though he was looking straight at me.

  I grinned. It was nice to know I could still have that sort of effect on a guy. “What are you thinking Matt?”

  “Holy shit!”

  “I’ll take that as an indication you had fun,” I said.

  “You bet your hot ass I did! But what about Ben?”

  “What about him?” Ben’s voice came from the entrance.

  “Holy shit!” Matt said. He scrambled up and grabbed a pillow to hold in front of him as though that was going to be an effective weapon keeping my husband away. I fell down on the bed next to Matt and started laughing, kicking my feet. It was just too funny.

  “Ben I swear it wasn’t me,” he said. “I didn’t want your wife, I mean I want your wife she’s hot, I mean, I don’t know what I mean! She walked in here and started kissing me and when a hot chick does that…”

  Ben held up a hand. “Don’t worry Matt. It’s cool.”

  Matt stopped his babbling and looked between me and Ben with his mouth open. An eyebrow raised.

  “Bullshit,” he said.

  I managed to flip myself around and I pulled myself up on my hands and knees. I crawled forward, once again giving Matt a great look down my shirt.

  “It’s not bullshit Matt,” I said. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you, and Ben’s going to watch.”

  “You what?”

  I got close to him, so close our lips were almost brushing against one another. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?”

  “Fuck yes!” he said. “But you’re my best friend’s girl. It wouldn’
t be…”

  “It wouldn’t what?” Ben asked. “I’m right here man, I’m giving you permission. She wants to fuck you. I want her to fuck you. You want to fuck her. What’s the problem?”

  7: Fantasy Fulfilled

  Matt’s mouth worked silently. He couldn’t get anything out. He was short-circuited. He obviously didn’t know how to react to this sudden very odd turn of events. But I knew how to react.

  I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against his mouth. His eyes widened in surprise, but then the instinctive part of his brain that felt a woman making out with him took over and he opened his mouth to me. His tongue moved into my mouth and we were going at one another. A hand moved up and hesitantly touched my tits, and then when there was no angry yell from Ben at the door Matt got a little braver. Started massaging my tits.

  I sighed and leaned into that touch. It felt so amazing. I could only imagine the thoughts going through his head right now. He’d been staring at me for so long. He’d lusted after me for so many years. Knowing I was at the object of his fantasies, that I was probably fulfilling something that had been in his spank bank for God knows how long, was sending a thrill running down through my body straight to my pussy which was tingling and going insane. I was so fucking wet. And he didn’t even have to do much more than kiss me and feel me up!

  As we kissed I moved forward, pushing him back on the bed. I straddled him, though he still had sheets between him and my body. We’d fix that soon, but for the moment I satisfied myself with grinding up and down the length of his cock.

  He let out a quiet groan into my mouth as I pressed against him, as my wetness ran up and down the length of his cock through sheets and his boxers. And I couldn’t help but let out a little moan of my own. If what I was feeling between my legs was any indication then Matt had one hell of a surprise down there! The thing felt huge!

  I pulled back from my kiss and looked over my shoulder at Ben who was grinning at me. My eyes were wide.