As I lay there, my body humming with arousal, Sam was busy planting soft, wet kisses along my inner thighs. It was slow, agonizing, delicious torture. My pussy ached to be touched, but it was clear that Sam was hell-bent on taking his time.

It was hard to blame him. After several clandestine meetings for a quick bang or a rushed suck and fuck, it was nice to be lying back on a bed with my legs spread for him, letting him take his sweet time. But oh, Lord, the man could drag out foreplay! And my need was intense.

“Sam, seriously! I need…”

“I know what you need. And you’re going to get it, I promise. But it’s been longer than I can recall the last time I savored a woman like this. Humor me a little while longer.”

It was hard to argue with that logic, so I quit trying and just enjoyed his touch.

When his mouth finally found my pussy, my hips rocked frantically. My clit was engorged and in desperate need of stimulation, which his tongue and teeth wickedly provided.

I thrashed about, desperately trying to reach the peak I needed. For some reason, though, orgasm eluded me.

Frustrated, I wondered if I was too overly stimulated. Was this like when a person is overtired and can’t fall asleep? Fuck that! I needed to cum!

“Time to do it my way; stick some fingers in my pussy!” I hissed.

He stopped and looked up. “How many?”

I was stupefied. Did he really need this much direction? Then I remembered he was out of practice, so I tried to answer without snapping at him.

“Start with two, then add a third,” I directed.

He did exactly as I requested and then surprised me with a fourth finger that found its way into my drenched hole. That fabulous, erotic, perfect fourth finger sent me up to the apex and over the edge.

“Holy fuck!” I cried out as my orgasm shook my entire core. “God, yes!”

My squirting pussy drenched his face and had him grinning proudly. I laughed a little, still panting, and told him truthfully, “That was amazing. I was worried you’d worked me up into such a frenzy that I wasn’t going to be able to cum. But those fingers did the trick. Thank you!”

“Thanks for the assist. I’m still getting to know your body and how you like to be touched. So, if you need to redirect me while I’m learning, that’s fine.”

Looking at the clock, he said, “I should get cleaned up and go. It sounds silly, but I don’t want to be here when your husband and son get home. It feels… weird.”

“I understand. But there is still plenty of time. You need to fuck me, Sam, right here in my bed.”

He looked uncertain, but his dick was hard as a rock.

“Don’t think with the big head; think with the little head,” I teased provocatively.

“It’s not that little,” he joked back.

I smiled and opened my legs. “Nope, not that little at all. Now, stop talking and gimme that cock in my pussy.”

He shook his head and laughed. “You’re used to getting your way, aren’t you?”

I raised an eyebrow. “Of course; I’m a redhead.”

Without warning, he pulled me to the edge of the bed, where he stood up and put my ankles over his shoulders. He moaned as he plunged into me and closed his eyes.

“Mmm, you are so nice and tight, you sexy MILF,” he crooned. “I’m gonna fuck you good and hard and shoot my load deep in your pussy.”

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” I replied, enjoying the vigorous thrusts that had my tits bouncing.

His eyes flew open, and he asked in a bit of a panicked voice, “It’s okay that I cum in you, right?”

“Relax, I’m on the pill. Not to mention, you’ve already cum inside me a few times at school.”

“Right. Yeah. Sorry, I just…”

“Shut up and fuck me.”

He needed no further instruction; his thrusts became more forceful as he hammered into me like a horny frat boy. He pumped and pumped until I thought he might break me in two. Then he made a low growling noise and cried out, “Get ready! I’m cumming hard!”

His orgasm triggered mine and left me feeling sated. He pulled out and lay on the bed beside me. He wrapped an arm around me and whispered, “That was incredible.”

I smiled. “It certainly was.”

We didn’t move for a few moments. Then he got up, grabbed his clothes, and entered the bathroom. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and texted my hubby.

All done. Should I clean up or stay dirty?

The response was quick.

Stay dirty. I’ll give our little guy a snack to tide him over and tell him you’re sleeping. I’ll come in and check on you. You’ll have to be quiet while I reclaim you. Can you be quiet, my sexy little slut?

Yes, sir. I can be quiet.

God, you make me so hot!

Sam came out of the bathroom, fully dressed. He seemed surprised to see me still lying there.

“I’m gonna get going; are you okay?”

“I’m great; I’m gonna wait for him in bed. He wants to reclaim me with your cum still inside me.”

A puzzled look washed across Sam’s face.

“It’s a hotwife thing,” I explained sheepishly.

“Alright. Well, thanks so much, and um, yeah, I’m down for the threesome. Just let me know when. I’ll let myself out.”

“Thanks, Sam. I had a really great time. You were incredible.”

He grinned. “So were you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Moments later, I heard the noise of my husband and my son entering the house through the garage. I felt a shiver of excitement, knowing my man would be here in the bedroom in a few moments to take back what belonged to him.

I pondered that thought for a moment. Outside of the bedroom, no one owns me. I’m a redhead, for fuck’s sake. But in this room or anywhere he chose, I belonged to my husband. So, the idea of his fucking my pussy with Sam’s cum inside me, demonstrating his ownership of my body, was erotic as fuck.

When the bedroom door opened, I felt my entire body tingle with need.

“There’s my naughty little slut,” Kevin said in an amused voice as he removed his clothes. “What a dirty little girl you are, lying here in our bed with the scent of another man on you. I’ll bet his cum is still inside that whorish little pussy, isn’t it?”

“Yes, sir,” I murmured. “Just like you instructed. I let him use me like a slut and felt him deposit his load deep inside me.”

“Well, that slutty, dirty cunt is mine. You can fuck him and let him use you all he wants, but when I come home, all your holes belong to me.”

I nearly came just hearing his dominant tone. I laughed inwardly at how my reaction to the word cunt has changed over time. A word I once despised now made my pussy drip with desire.

“Yes, sir. Take back what you own.”

He climbed onto the bed and did just that, sliding his cock into my cunt which was lubricated with another man’s cum.

We fucked like wild animals mating until we came hard together. When the ferocious beating of our hearts settled, he told me to shower, put a bathrobe on, and come out to the dining room for dinner, which he would make for us.

As I stood beneath the forceful stream of hot water raining down on me, my fingers gingerly washed my tender labia, made swollen by the rough pounding my pussy had received by two extremely sexy men. Knowing they both wanted me so much was a heady feeling. But the best thing was that while having my cake and eating it, I was lucky to be married to such an incredible man.

After dinner, I sat on the couch as we watched the evening news. Although he was sitting just across from me, I grabbed my phone and texted Kevin.

So, when would you like to have your cock sucked while my pussy gets pounded by Sam?

He picked up the phone, read the message, and looked at me, laughing. His response was perfect.

Every day of the week.

Haha! Greedy much?

Always. But seriously, set it up whenever you can. I’ll make it work with my schedule.

As luck would have it, our babysitter asked if they could take our son to dinner with their family for one of their kids’ birthdays the following week. That gave us a bigger chunk of time to work with for our little ménage à trois.

The plan was for Sam and me not to fool around at all for the days leading up to our special event. And no sex with Kevin, either. We all felt this would make us horny enough that we would ignore any awkwardness when the time came.

Sam followed me home that afternoon, and we got started without Kevin. I’d arranged that so we would be already in motion, eliminating the conundrum about who should start what. By the time my husband walked into the bedroom, Sam was balls-deep in my pussy.

Saying nothing, Kevin stripped and got on the bed. “Suck my cock, you cheating whore.”

I nearly giggled but managed not to wreck the moment. I kept a straight face and opened my mouth to accept his stiff shaft.

It took a moment to get the rhythm going, but soon, the three of us were in sync like a well-oiled machine. But I couldn’t decide if I was servicing two men or if they were servicing me. All I knew was that it felt decadent having my mouth and pussy being used at the same time. If only there were another man to fill my ass, I thought wickedly.

Kevin stopped as if he had read my mind and said, “I have an idea.” He grabbed a dildo out of the nightstand drawer and handed it to me. “You’re going to ride my cock and suck on this rubber dick while Sam fucks your ass.”

A wave of hot lust washed over me. Problem solved.

Saying nothing, Sam pulled out of my dripping wet pussy and grabbed the bottle of lube Kevin handed him.

“Let her get situated on my prick; then she can bend forward and suck on the fake cock while you slide into her ass,” Kevin instructed.

Sam nodded. When I was in position, he let the cool liquid drip from the bottle onto my puckered star. Using his thumb, he opened up my rosebud and got it lubed and ready for entry. Next, he pushed the head of his rock-hard rod into my incredibly tight ass and waited for a moment to let me get used to the erotic invasion.

I felt my sphincter relax and accept all of Sam’s cock in my ass. Fuck! Even though he was not quite as well endowed as Kevin, he felt huge because my pussy was filled up as well. Though we had done this with a toy as the second dick before, this was my first time experiencing two hot cocks in my holes simultaneously, and it was making me so aroused.

“Fuck her ass, Sam,” Kevin encouraged. “She’s ready.”

Sam still said nothing; he grabbed hold of my hips and started moving slowly in and out of my back door. As he moved in my ass, Kevin moved in my pussy, and I sucked on the dildo like a slutty little whore.

“Feels good to fuck another man’s wife, doesn’t it, Sam?” Kevin asked rhetorically. “We’ve got this slutty redheaded MILF airtight.”

Finally breaking his silence, Sam growled, “Oh, fuck yeah!” He picked up the pace, relentlessly pumping into my ass.

The dildo lodged in my throat prevented me from protesting, though I likely wouldn’t have done so, anyway. I won’t lie, the speed was rougher than I like in my ass, but holy shit, the whole being filled up in all three holes was a fucking turn-on!

Kevin took my creamy breasts into his hands and gripped them while he thrust into my needy cunt. Sensing that I was close to climaxing, he took each nipple between a thumb and forefinger and alternated twisting and pinching them tersely. An orgasm ripped through my body.

“Ahhh, mfghhh,” I mumbled.

“Oh, fuck! I’m gonna shoot my load in your ass!” Sam shouted. “Deep inside the ass of another man’s wife. You make cheating worth it, you slutty whore!”

His balls tightened and let go as he emptied himself into my bowels. He stayed inside me while Kevin thrust into my pussy, eventually shooting his load as well.

“Oh, fuck! Feel my seed filling up your tight cunt!”

The three of us lay on the bed for a while as we recovered from the intense, animalistic fucking session. Kevin removed the dildo from my mouth and kissed me. “You’re the best wife. No man on Earth is luckier than I am. God, you make me so happy. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did.”

“Mmm-hmm,” I answered dreamily.

Sam got up quietly, put his clothes on, and shook Kevin’s hand. “Thanks. This was fun. I’d do it again sometime.” Then he said goodbye and left.

I grinned at Kevin and snuggled beside him, feeling loved with his arm around me. I was thoroughly satisfied and pleased that I felt no guilt whatsoever. I hoped that Sam didn’t either. But honestly, I was just so happy that I’d made a fantasy come true for my man.

I couldn’t worry about Sam; he was a grown man who could make his own decisions, even if it meant he would keep cheating on his wife.

And me? I was happy to be another man’s wife. The man who treated me like a princess and a dirty little whore. It just couldn’t get any better than that.