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Spying on the Horny Strangers

Hotwife in the Making: How My Husband Taught Me to Stray — Part 4

Nathan transformed me into an insatiable exhibitionist… a slut wife craving for strangers cocks.

Not even the time to arrive at our towels, that Nathan grabbed my hand once again.

“Let’s go for a walk.”

I expected something different, of course. I could see the desire in Nathan’s eyes, and I’m sure he saw the same passion in mine.

“No, I don’t want to,” I answer, pouting my lips a little too much to be natural. I just wanted him to convince me.

He leaned towards me, circled my waits with an arm and placed his other hand behind my head. The following kiss was passionate, intimate, exciting, and as his hand slid down my back and reached my butt, my hips were already rocking against his crotch, to look for his hardness.

“Enough,” he said, pulling away.

I loved and hated when we couldn’t stop teasing each other, even if we both knew we just wanted to lose ourselves in our naked bodies.

We walked for a couple of minutes following the shore until the beach ended at the feet of a low promontory. We climbed the narrow path leading upwards, between the bushes, until the beach disappeared behind us.

There, my show began.

“Better if I get to the front,” I said moving in front of my hubby when the path became too narrow for the both of us.

He didn’t complain. I’m sure he had a wonderful view of my nice ass, now, waving in front of his eyes. Maybe he was trying hard not to reach out and touch it, pretending not to be affected by my teasing.

Of course, he knew I was doing it on purpose.

“Wait… I think… a mosquito must have bitten me,” I complained, then bent to scratch my ankle.

The tiny bikini instantly slid in my crack. My firm ass was spread in front of Nathan… ready to be fondled, spanked, grabbed, fingered,…

“Fuck,” he whispered to himself, behind me.

“You said anything, love?”

“N… Nothing.”

I scratched my ankle for a couple of seconds, wondering what kind of horny thought I was causing him. Maybe he was imagining to pull the little strip of textile aside and lick my holes? To push my head furthermore down and fuck my pussy hard, right there, on the path? Or to take my ass like that, bare, in public, and fill it with a load of cum I’d be dripping for the entire stroll, then?

Without doubts, my moves were affecting him. And I was getting excited again. I was wet, exposing myself to my husband like this, in a situation where I wasn’t supposed to do it.

Surely, a couple of months ago I would have never even considered trying something like this with him. We had grown so much, since the day our marriage had almost ended, since the day he had caught me cheating with a colleague… Yes, I was a bad wife. I loved him, but I feared confessing my changing desires to him. I feared they would fuck up our relationship and… I looked for satisfaction somewhere else. Without success, moreover. I was never able to let myself go, as I can now with Nathan.

I was still feeling guilty, I can’t deny it, but I had allowed him to experience a night with another woman to pay me back. He hadn’t refused, as I had hoped to do. The pain was still there… the same pain I had caused him.

We had gotten to the depths of our relationship and managed to come back.

“Hey, we don’t have all day,” He complained, pushing me to start walking again.

In his voice, I could feel how proud he was of himself, for having resisted my teasing.

But I bet he was dying to fuck me, to crush my body with his weight as he knelt between my open legs.

When we reached the top of the promontory, I stopped.

“Shh,” I hushed you.

I don’t think he even heard me. As soon as my ass was at reach again, his instinct prevailed.

Spank.

Mmm… such pleasure in that little shock.

Spank.

“Ouch!” I complained this time because it was harder than before. “I said be quiet… listen!” I continued.

“I hear nothing.”

“I swear it was there! Some kind of… lament… or…”

“I don’t think anyone’s up here,” he said, before kissing me again.

I resisted for a split second as if the noise I thought I’ve heard was indeed even more important than us. Then I surrendered to his kiss, to his tongue sliding past my open lips, to his fingers reaching for my nipples, feeling their hardness through the fabric of my bikini top.

“Mmm… wait… wait…” I said again, pushing Nathan away when I managed to ignore the waves of pleasure he was causing me. “I hear it again! Come!”

I grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the path, between the dense bushes, until we noticed a movement and slowed down. Whispering giggles were coming from behind a line of bushes.

We looked between the branches and saw them. A couple. A pretty, chubby brunette and a man who we couldn’t see properly because he laid on the dry grass as she rode him. As simple as that. They were both completely naked, having passionate sex in nature. Her bikini and his trunks have been tossed afar in the heat of their passion.

We stood there, looking at the scene in complete silence for a while. They hadn’t noticed us, of course, as taken by the moment as they were.

I felt a shiver down my spine, looking at the couple. An unexpected chance to be the voyeur, instead of the ones exhibiting.

Nathan’s hand caressed my back, sliding down till it reached my butt. I didn’t move, not even when his fingers moved my bikini bottom aside and began caressing my wet slit.

That was exactly what I wanted. I was horny from the teasing before, and catching this strangers couple in the act had made me wanted to do the same. I pushed my pussy onto his fingers, accepting them inside me.

I wasn’t wet. I was completely drenched. Nathan finger-fucked me from behind for a while, as I looked at the couple. The pretty girl had fantastic, huge boobs, I could only dream of. I bet Nathan was mesmerized by them, too, but his fingers pleasing me were keeping my envy away. After all, I was his wife, his woman. Whatever desires he may have, I knew he would not talk to me about them, first.

But looking at them wasn’t enough, anymore, for me. I pulled down my husband’s trunks and grabbed his cock and began stroking it, without stopping to rock my hips back and forth on his fingers, and yet keeping my eyes stuck to the other couple. I had always wanted to expose myself, but I had never thought I could love to watch, like this.

Then, Nathan positioned himself behind me. I felt his hard cock pressing on my lips, spreading them, then forcing its way inside my cunt. Slowly, inch by inch, as I panted, moaning whispers not to be noticed by the couple in front of us.

Nathan stopped deep inside me, pulsating against my cervix. It was one of our ways to feel each other. I would keep him there, squeeze my muscles around his cock, enjoy its pulse deep inside me… such a connecting moment.

But soon, he moved. Back and forth, back and forth. His cock reached deeper than my fingers and gave me a different kind of pleasure. My pussy was so wet, I feared I was leaking juices on the floor.

My husband’s pace increased. He began pumping me harder, faster, rougher. He grabbed my hips and pulled my butt to his crotch shaking my body at each thrust.

I was in heaven, but still doing my best to avoid any noticeable noise.

I was enjoying the view on the couple by myself now, as I thought Nathan couldn’t see anything from his position. Looking at them was overly arousing. The girl was lying on her back now, and the man pushing his cock in her. She was moaning so much, and his groans were increasing each thrust… so much, I knew he was going to cum, soon.

The girl told him something, he grabbed her neck and pressed his fingers around it. A shiver ran down my spine. That was something I’d seen only in porn movies… and the girls seemed to like it so much, that she came first. Her body wriggled and trembled, moaning in her boyfriend’s mouth as they shared a passionate kiss. And right after it, the man pulled his cock out and sprayed her belly with white lines of cum.

As they stood up, ready to leave, I turned my head to Nathan. I didn’t care about that couple anymore. I wanted my husband to fuck me properly.

There was no need for words, he read what I wanted. He pushed me on the grass and spread my legs, pulling them up just enough to align his cock to my pussy.

He slid so deep inside me. I could feel it in my belly. Each thrust was powerful and full of need and passion.

Then, he grabbed my neck. Yes, like the man had done just a moment before to his girlfriend but… my husband couldn’t have seen that. He was behind me at the time. What were the odds? I had never even told him I desired anything like this… I had never even thought I could like it.

But I did.

His fingers pressing around my neck, choking me, taking my breath away… gave me a strange feeling of pace. I was completely in his hands, and I knew he’d not do anything to hurt me. My face was getting red, full of blood… my mind just slightly foggy, amplifying all the sensations coming from under my belly.

I couldn’t divert my green eyes from his deep, brown ones.

We were one. We were instinct.

I tried to slap him, but he avoided the hit. I tried again, hitting Nathan so lightly that he didn’t even care about hitting me back. I’d never experienced my husband like this. So strong, in complete control of me.

He didn’t stop rocking his hips back and forth, pulling his entire shaft out to rub the tip against my swollen clit until I began spilling little drops of juices on his cock, then pushing it in against with force.

For a split second, I wondered if the other couple had really left after their orgasm, but the thought was soon buried by my uncontrollable flow of emotions.

Nathan grabbed my wrists, pulled them up above my head, lowered his mouth on mine to taste my tongue, before sliding it on my nipples, licking and sucking on them while just slightly moving inside me, pushing his throbbing cockhead against my sensitive cervix.

I could feel his need to cum. His eyes were telling me he couldn’t resist anymore.

He pulled his cock out, knelt between my spread legs, and began rubbing the tip on my clit, and up and down my wet pussy. I couldn’t control myself anymore.

“No… no…” I moaned as he rubbed his cockhead hard on me.

I squirted on his dick, on the grass, on my thighs and his belly. I couldn’t stop. The more he rubbed his cockhead on me, the more I had to push out this pleasure inside me. My head spun so much I had to close my eyes, as an incredible orgasm pervaded me.

My body was out of control, as it had never been before, with anyone. Ooh, yes, I had squirted before… but never like this, never so much, never so powerful, never associated with such a strong, incredible orgasm.

The stimulation was so much for Nathan, too. I realized only when he stopped rubbing me, and I felt a spurt of cum on my neck, then another on my belly, the following ones on my mound and spread, horny pussy.

When I opened my eyes again, Nathan was smiling. A strange smile which meaning I couldn’t figure out.

But then he turned his head to the bushes, and I understood.

Right there, behind the branches, the other couple had been looking at us.

“Thank you,” the girl giggled.

Then they left.

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• Hotwife in the Making: How My Husband Taught Me to Stray — Part 1
• Hotwife in the Making: How My Husband Taught Me to Stray — Part 2
• Hotwife in the Making: How My Husband Taught Me to Stray — Part 3
• Hotwife in the Making: How My Husband Taught Me to Stray — Part 4
• Hotwife in the Making: How My Husband Taught Me to Stray — Part 5
• Hotwife in the Making: How My Husband Taught Me to Stray — Part 6

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