The Newlywed Hotwife

Anna and Larry saved themselves for marriage — and totally let loose

Anna was always the good girl. Even in college when she made sure her plaid skirts reached mid-thigh or lower and her socks stretched comfortably up her legs toward her knees.

Panties weren’t a big deal. Typical underwear was fine and she never had much use for thongs or bikini briefs even though she thought they were cute.

Sorority and fraternity parties were fine, but she’d find herself in the dim lights chatting with guys and other gals about her quest for a championship in the 1,500 meters. Anna was athletic and had her guy friends.

And Larry had his gal friends. He liked business and found himself at fraternity and sorority parties chatting up free trade and explaining to science majors about tariffs. Goofy. But he didn’t mind and he made others laugh because he seemed so innocent.

He kept himself in shape and made the soccer team as a walk-on. Then he dropped off the team before his junior year. The demand for travel and practice cut into his studies and plans to launch a tech company after graduation.

Larry had his priorities.

So did Anna.

That’s why they felt so comfortable sitting poolside on an unusually hot day a few weeks before graduation. Anna had dropped a notebook. A breeze skipped it across the patio but Larry moved in for the rescue. A quick snag before it got soaked.

He handed it to Anna.

“Thanks.” She smiled. Her halter fit nicely over her breasts and instead of wearing tight bikinis like the other young ladies, she wore denim shorts. Studies for the last final exams of her collegiate career came first.

“I’ve seen you before,” remarked Larry, shirtless. His abs were cut nicely into his torso.

“Yes, you have. A few weeks ago. I recognize you. You were talking about on-shoring. I only half-listened because my best friend was getting hit on majorly by some guy and she was falling for him and disappeared. She was my ride to the apartment.”

“Apartment?” Larry furrowed his brow. “You’re not in Kappa Gamma whatever?”

“No, I just show up once in a while thanks to friends who never forced me to pledge. And you’re in — ?”

“I’m a GDI, like you. Goddamn Independent.”

Anna laughed and smiled. Larry felt a beam of light fly from her eyes and sting him in a quite wonderful place.

“Would you like to talk about on-shoring?” He perched on a lounge chair.

Anna sat up, laughed again, and adjusted her halter top. “Absolutely.”

The kiss wasn’t planned. It was impulsive and happened on a date just a few days after graduation. Larry met Anna at her apartment and had a Frisbee to throw in the park.

She had opened the door wearing denim shorts that were cut to where her ass and thighs met and a T-shirt that enhanced the shape of her breasts. Hair flowed over her shoulders and Larry melted in the moment. He simply leaned forward, she looked up, and their lips met. The first contact was done quickly, like a tennis ball bouncing off cement.

The next kiss was more deliberate and pronounced. It lingered, like a ball settling. Anna sighed and Larry’s eyes had a serious look.

“Frisbee?” He held the disc by his side.

“Sure.” She was breathless.

The engagement lasted a year and the wedding day began in a comforting blanket of fog before evaporating in the warmth of the sun.

Anna’s wedding dress flowed behind her when she strolled down the aisle of the church arm in arm with her father. The vows and exchange of rings were a blur and the reception was complete with a buffet, plenty of wine, and a cash bar for those who wanted mixed drinks.

Hugging bridesmaids and family members became a nuisance, though, as Anna thought about the hotel. Larry had reserved one with a jacuzzi tub where they’d spent the night locally and then see family and friends the next afternoon before driving up the coast.

The festivities sapped Anna more than she thought after they stepped into the hotel. Larry hauled in their overnight bag in and she slipped into the bathroom for a hot bath.

Her lacy teddy that was tied together with a delicate ribbon fit nicely and she stepped into the room where Larry gave a soft whistle, took her in his arms, and kissed from her lips to her neck, and let his arms enjoy caressing her ass.

He paused to go shower and when he returned, her eyes were fluttering and she murmured sweetly when he scooted beneath the sheets, pressed his erection against her ass, and whispered how she looked incredible.

The slight arousal was soothing and was a pleasant balm that helped her sleep deeply.

Waking in the morning was just as pleasant and she reached for Larry’s body, caressing him while kissing lightly and moving her mouth down to his body and moving her head for his cock. She swirled her tongue around him and something like electricity ignited inside.

Her body came alive in a way she hadn’t known and a pulsing throbbed between her legs. Anna moaned, shifted so she lay on top of Larry, and rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy. Pressure touched her clitoris and through his heavy breathing and her arousal, Anna climbed on top and gently took him inside her.

His lips connected with her flesh and his cock pushed in. The sensation soared deeply into her body and her mind lit. He tried holding back his thrusting but she urged him on.

She reached, pressed on her clitoris, and hit an ignition that rocketed her into a psychic-sexual orbit with bright lights and a pleasurable immersion.

First the kiss. Now, the fucking.

And Anna wanted more.

Larry had made just enough profit from his first year in business to afford a set-up that was like a duplex with four cabanas around a pool and a large hot tub.

The honeymoon spot was ideal.

A couple was swimming, climbed out of the pool, and went into the hot tub as Anna and Larry stepped out of their room and onto the pool’s patio.

Anna’s bikini was extra tight, just the way Larry said he wanted to see her. She wiggled her way to the pool, settled in, and Larry’s cock was pushing against his swimsuit.

After a quick dip, both Anna and Larry settled into the hot tub where the other couple greeted them politely. The woman had a halter top reigning in her ample breasts and a bikini bottom spread nicely over her hips and ass.

The man’s chest and some chisel beneath a few soft areas. His hair had gray and the woman had a few wrinkles. Both smiled warmly.

“Welcome,” said the man, glancing at Larry before eyeing Anna.

“Thank you.” Anna settled in, letting the water slide up her legs, and cover her ass before sitting and sighing.

“Nice and toasty, hmm?” remarked the woman.

“Yes, quite.” Anna leaned against the jets. “Cozy.”

“Mmm.” The woman leaned against the man, felt his chest, and ran her hand over his thighs.

Anna noticed. She sat next to Larry and mimicked the movement, resting her hand on Larry’s leg and feeling his cock.

“I’m Sandra,” said the woman, perching on the man’s lap. “And my husband, Alex.”

“What brings you here?” asked Alex.

“We’re on our honeymoon,” remarked Larry.

“Congratulations.” Sandra leaned against Alex and spread her legs. Alex moved his hand along her thigh. “We’re on our second … honeymoon.”

Alex laughed. “Maybe our third.”

Sandra turned, kissed Alex on the mouth, and he moved his hands to her ass, feeling and groping. She turned to Anna and Larry. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all.” Anna was breathing heavily. The public display of affection touched her deeply. She turned, kissed Larry, and loved how his hand slid up her ass and squeezed. Fuck. The clit. The arousal. “I hope you don’t mind.” She smiled and turned breathlessly to Sandra and Alex.

Anna loved that another couple was watching. She could have ripped off Larry’s board shorts and rode him in the hot tub.

“Not at all, sweetheart,” cooed Sandra. “We never tire of it with each other — ” She looked at Larry and Anna. “Or with others.”

“Oh, wow.” Anna was breathing heavily.

Larry ran his hands over Anna and stopped.

“It’s okay,” said Alex. “Let yourself go. It’ll serve you well in life.”

Larry was emboldened. He kissed Anna deeply, sliding his tongue through her mouth and reaching for her breasts.

“Yeah, good,” said Sandra.

Anna’s mind was racing and studied Sandra and Alex as they connected. She found herself floating toward them while Larry reached into his shorts and for his cock.

Seeing Anna drift to the other couple was mesmerizing.

“Join us,” said Alex, stretching his arm and kissing from Anna to his wife.

Larry was stunned at how beautiful Anna looked opening her mouth, and sliding her hands first over Alex and then over Sandra’s breasts.

No other couples were around but Alex made a suggestion. “Our place.” He nodded to the cabana next door.

“Sure,” said Anna, being swept away.

“Whatever she wants,” agreed Larry.

Inside the cabana, Larry was in shock, in a good way, as Anna slowly swayed her hips and ever-so-delicately removed her bikini bottom and then her top.

Alex was on the sofa with Sandra between his legs sucking his cock.

Larry was stroking, taking in Anna’s stripping and arching her back.

“Turn around, dear,” said Sandra.

Anna did and Sandra moved from sucking Alex to placing her hands on the newlywed wife’s ass, pursing her lips, and kissing. She used her tongue to probe deeply and Anna moaned, spreading her legs.

Larry stroked harder and harder.

“You’re a natural,” remarked Alex. His cock was ramrod straight.

“I want to try you,” said Anna. “Okay, babe?”

Larry swallowed hard. “Oh, my God. Yes.” He had never watched much porn but this far outdid anything someone could bring up on a laptop. His wife was getting off with another couple and settling on another man’s rigid cock. Larry moaned and shot his cum while Anna lowered her pussy onto Alex.

Sandra guided her. “Slowly. Feel it. Take it in.” She rose just enough to lick Anna’s tits while Alex thrust his cock into her.

Alex groaned. “The wife. The newlywed hotwife.”

He thrust into her pussy while Sandra licked on her mons and thighs before standing to kiss Anna’s mouth.

Anna came hard from the sensation that totally blew her mind.

Larry lay on top of that evening, running his cock through the valley of her ass, panting and puffing. “That was hot, so hot. Seeing you, your eyes, your face, the cuteness of your mouth.”

Anna loved the pressure of his body and being connected to a man like Larry. She had ventured out into something shocking and surprising like a rocket soaring through the skies into orbit and safely returning to the base and the man she loved.

“My wife, a gorgeous and beautiful woman. A slut in the best way possible.”

Anna smiled and enjoyed the silky sheets against her face. She wondered what Alex and Sandra were saying to each other. And she had a lot of questions for them.

A hotwife. What an incredible thought. Anna soaked up the feeling of arousal.

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