I wrote this story a year ago and foolishly deleted my old account. I had his and a few other stories saved on my Google drive and wanted to get back to writing again. Ava and I have continued seeing each other a few times a month. It's gotten hotter and hotter as time has gone on. I posted this pic not long ago of one of our sessions. Hopefully I'll find time to post a few of our follow-up adventures.

I’ve developed a thing for committed women. You can’t blame me. It’s a product of a repressed upbringing and sudden sexual freedom combined with what is perhaps a kink for being desired by someone else’s woman, if such a thing exists. The low chance of becoming emotionally involved is an added plus.

In that light, the hotwife scene has been a total revelation for me.

This story will deviate a bit from my usual telling. Everything I’ve written previously has occurred long ago. I’ve written retrospectively, finding enjoyment in dwelling on past events and reliving through retelling. This story is very much in the present and still developing. As I begin writing, just over 24 hours removed from these events, I’m still gathering the pieces of my blown mind and reassembling them. Forgive the stream of consciousness that’s about to follow. It may be as muddled as my dopamine-overloaded brain.

Adding to this, the woman involved is going to read this. That’s a first for me. “Should I make cuck eat me out while I read it?” she asked. Oh this is going to be fun.

Ava is a Redditor. I first saw a picture of her a few months ago, and I thought no way in hell was she a legit poster. The body in the pictures was far too perfect. Slender, toned, with sculpted legs, flat stomach, large perky boobs, perfectly shaped nipples, a dainty chin and full pouty lips perched atop a long neck. Wearing lingerie that looked designed specifically for her body. The post was looking for a bull to help cuck her man. No fucking way was this legitimate. So naturally I sent a chat request. She didn’t respond. A month later I saw another post. I sent another chat. No response.

Rinse repeat x4.

Now I’m not the kind of guy to pester a person. These 4 messages covered a span of 2 months. I figured I shot my shot and gave up. Four months later yet another too-sexy-to-be-true pic of her popped up on my feed. I nearly ignored it. I already tried. I’m not that guy… Dammit look at the boobs!

I changed tactic and sent a message instead. (Reddit chat and reddit inbox. Never understood the need for both.)

“Hey I’d love to help you and your cuck out! I’m blah blah blah, blah blah blah. Pics in my profile. Hope to hear from you!”

The next day I awoke to an inbox notification. “Hey… love your profile”.

We chatted back and forth and eventually moved to another platform. The chat was hot and steamy. She sent me pics of her stripped down in her work bathroom. I sent her nude pics and vids of me. Her dirty talk drove me crazy.

“I can’t wait to feel that big cock stretch me out.”

“I showed your vids to cuck and he agrees your cock is perfect for me.” Was this for real?

“Where do you want to cum? Need some suggestions? Cuck wants to clean me up after you’re through with me.”

Well damn, that’s unexplored territory. We set a date and time, and I did rough calculations on the odds of being stood up or kidnapped for organ harvest. They were significant, but my organs felt good about it. Or at least one of them.

Now, to be fair, I wasn’t getting any red flags from her. Just a raw display of lust. She demonstrated a knowledge of the area. And to her credit, she had a verification post at the beginning of it all. I do try to do my due diligence.

The day came and I left work in the mid-morning to meet at the designated coffee shop. I had asked what she likes, arrived a few minutes early and ordered our coffees, and picked out a table. I did a scan of the place, looking for any potential shifty characters who might have lured me there. Everybody there was 100% absorbed in their own stuff. I plopped down at a table near the door and waited.

Against all odds, at the appointed time this little bombshell walked through the door. I’m guessing she stood between around 5’2” or 5’3”? Bundled up against the cold. She paused just inside and scanned left to right, and I took a moment to take her in. Impossibly, she had a face to match her body. This woman is walking sex.

Eventually her eyes found me and she gave me a big smile. We embraced and sat down to our coffees and had the “I’m proving to you I’m not dangerous” chat.

“Did you think I was a catfish?” she led off.

I learned enough about her to find myself somehow more attracted. She’s a highly educated professional. Big turn on for me. There was a big sparkly ring on her finger. That really plays into my committed woman thing (some women take them off). She has a great smile and even better laugh. And at one point as I was telling some silly story I glanced at her to find her giving me intense “come fuck me” eyes and completely lost my train of thought. “I read your stories,” she said. “I like them – you’re a good writer. Stories… are kinda my thing.” I was incredibly flattered. And a seed was planted to write about her.

After maybe 15 or 20 minutes there was a break in the conversation and I thought, “I should ask her if she wants to get out of here. But maybe I should give her more time to get comfortabl–”There’s a parking garage literally right around the corner,” she stated and arched an eyebrow at me. Say no more.

I hopped in my truck and followed her into the depths of the garage. She found a quiet looking spot, we parked, and she waved me over.

“Want to hop in the back seat?” she asked.

I hopped in and Ava giggled as she clambered over the center console into the back with me. I put my arms around her and pulled her into me, our lips meeting for the first time. We explored each other’s mouths as the fire built. Those full, pouty lips like soft pillows on mine. She straddled me, ground her pussy into my already hard cock, and kissed me deeply. “I’m so glad I met you,” she breathed into my mouth.

With my hands finally on her, I felt firsthand the perfection of her body.

I apologize if my description of her feels like hyperbole. I assure you, my dear reader, it is not.

First, she is fit. There is not a wasted bit of flesh on Ava’s body. I love tone. I let my hands wander under her shirt and up her back, and she has these two ridges of muscle that run on either side of her spine when she arches her back. Her stomach is flat and firm. And her boobs… I was entranced by them. They fit my hands perfectly. She pulled her sweater off to help me have better access.

“Cuck picked out this bra for you.”

Her boobs are large, round, perky, firm yet soft at the same time. The bra was sheer mesh, and I could see her nipples through it. I took one in my mouth and nibbled lightly.

“He has good taste,” I murmured.

My hands continued to wander. Down to her ass. I pulled her harder into my cock and felt her delightfully firm booty. I felt up her thighs and calves, just drinking her in while we continued to kiss ferociously. “I can’t wait to feel your big cock stretch me out,” she purred in my ear. She likes the dirty talk, and it was driving me crazy.

As things got more hot and heavy, I laid her down on the seat, running my hands between her thighs and up to pet her pussy through her leggings. She was wet and warm.

“I want to taste you,” I whispered to her as I bent down to kiss her. She seemed to melt as I knelt over her. She whimpered and gave me a quiet “yes please.”

I peeled her leggings down and couldn’t help admiring her smooth, toned legs. Her skin was so soft, as if she bathes in aloe every night, and I ran my hands up and down her bare skin in admiration. We giggled as I had some trouble getting the leggings all the way off, but finally she lay before me in just the sheer bra and a double-string thong that hugged and accentuated her curves just right. I held a leg in my hand and tossed her leggings to the floor. Dammit, even her feet are sexy! I’ve never been a foot guy, but 100% I would suck on her toes.

I leaned over her and kissed her again, running my hand up her thigh to her barely covered pussy. Her panties were soaked through. I rubbed her softly for a minute while enjoying her full lips again. She’s a damn good kisser.

Finally I started to kiss her neck. Then moved lower, kissing her boobs, licking her nipples, kissing down her tummy. Gently rubbing her wet pussy all the while. I peeled her panties off her and reveled in the sight of her bare nakedness. I ran my fingers over her perfectly smooth lips. I slid further down the seat so my head was level, then kissed the inside of her thighs.

“Please, I want you to eat my pussy,” she whimpered.

“Beg me for it. I want to hear you beg me to eat you out.”

“Please. Please, I need you to lick me.”

She had sent me pictures of her pussy. Wet and shimmering, totally bald. Her clit swells and becomes fairly prominent when she’s turned on. Her lips are neat and tidy, somehow equally as fit and trim looking as the rest of her. All in all, it’s gorgeous. I admired it as I brought my face close to it, breathing heavily onto her wetness. Then I licked her slowly from the bottom of her pussy to the top of her clit and was rewarded as a deep sigh escaped her lips.

“Your tongue is so soft!”

I love going down on a woman. I love to begin the slow tease. Exploring her inside and out with my tongue. Finding what feels good and then slowly building on it until an orgasm rises and crashes. I slowly devoured Ava. Long, slow strokes across all of her tender areas. Lightly licking her swollen clit. Sliding my tongue into her hole and tasting her depths. She was wickedly tight. I told her as much.

“Hang on,” she said. “I’m going to call cuck.”

We’d talked about this. The dynamic was crazy hot to me. She phoned him but didn’t say a word; she simply moaned into the receiver while I ate her out.

I slipped a finger into her and she rewarded me with some powerful squeezes. I felt my cock twitch in response. She was tight. I began to focus more on her clit and sucked her fully into my mouth, my tongue making short strokes across it.

She gave a sharp intake of breath and her moans increased.

My thumb came out of her and I focused entirely on her clit. Still sucking it into my mouth, my tongue making love to it. Her body began to tense, the pitch of her voice climbed, and she came on my face while her lover listened. I eased the intensity and made out with her pussy while she came back down.

She hung up on her cuck. “Come here so I can clean up your face,” she demanded.

I did as told, and she devoured her juices from my mouth. Her full lips and soft tongue sucking at my lips, tongue, cheeks, chin trying to clean every drop of herself from my face.

“I need your cock. I need your big cock in my pussy.” She began sitting up, reaching for my pants. She rubbed me through my jeans. “I need your cock,” she repeated, nearly begging. I pulled my shirt off and started with my work boots. Damn the laces. She bent down and licked one of my nipples. I gasped “Oh my god I love that.” She clamped down on it and licked and sucked. Then went to the other. I was distracted from the boot laces. Getting my nipples licked drives me wild.

She kissed down my stomach, and I finally got my boots off. I undid my belt while she continued to rub my cock. I tugged my pants down and my cock sprang free. Her hands wrapped around my shaft. I leaned back and moaned.

She wrapped her full lips around my head and began to blow me. The girl knows what she’s doing with a cock. So soft, but just the right amount of friction and suction. I pulled her hair back and admired the view of her beautiful face sucking on my dick. Up and down, tongue all over, her ass up in the air while she bent over me. Her ass is perfectly proportioned to her body and made a beautiful sight while she continued to suck me. I ran my hands under her and played with her boobs. I reached down and felt her pussy. She was dripping wet. After some time she came up for air. “Are you ready to take my cock? Ready to feel it stretch you out?” She nodded enthusiastically. I pulled a condom from my jeans and wrapped up.

She straddled me and slowly began to lower down. I love the moment of initial penetration and I watched her face eagerly while I felt the head of my cock get enveloped into her pussy.

“Oh my god…” She arched her back and looked up to heaven.

She paused momentarily, grabbed her phone, snapped a pic of my cock just beginning to penetrate her and sent it to her cuck.

Then she lowered herself the rest of the way down.

I’m not sure I’ve ever felt a pussy stretch quite like this. She took her time going down, and I could feel the hot, wet, tightness of her expand over my cock. Finally she came to rest at the base of my shaft, her head cocked to one side, and we locked lips. She began to ride me, slowly at first. Savoring the newness of how we felt melded into one. Then faster, harder. Bucking her hips down into me. We locked lips over and over while she fucked me. At some point I undid her bra, and she was finally fully naked, her tits at my eye level. I sucked a nipple into my mouth while she rode me.

This girl knows what she’s doing. And it’s sexy as fuck.

A quick aside – one thing that really got me is how much she likes to kiss while we play. I love it. It felt intimate, which given the cuck dynamic just messed with my brain in a way I’m still figuring out. More on that later.

Ava rode me like a pro. After some time I wrapped my arms around her and flipped her onto her back on the seat. I reentered her and in this position I could really push deep into her. It seemed to hit a little different for her and I took my time probing the depths of her pussy with my cock, letting her feel it fill her up. I ground deep against her pelvis, gyrating and humping her so it hit at different angles. It felt super erotic. More kissing. More moaning. More dirty talk.

“I love how your big cock feels in me. It fills me up so well. Are you going to cover me in your cum? Where do you want to cum on me?”

“Cuck is going to lick your cum off me when you’re done.”

“Next time you’re going to fuck me bare. I can’t wait to feel your bare cock in my pussy.” (We’re getting up-to-date testing to make this a possibility.)

“Cuck is going to watch next time. You can watch him lick your cum off me.” A wicked smile formed on her lips. “He’ll clean you up, too.” She giggled and paused. “Too much?”

No. Believe it or not, no it’s not too much. I’ve played in a bi threesome before (a story for later if I ever get around to it). I’ve played a little with men. I’ve played with other hotwives. But this is the first cuckold experience for me. It’s something I hadn’t fully understood in the past, but here with my cock deep in Ava and her telling me what her lover is going to do… something awoke in me. I’ve grazed the realm of power play and power dynamics in previous experiences (more stories for another time), and it’s something I’ve loved and want to explore further. In this moment with Ava’s question, I felt the dots connect – the cuck relationship is a power dynamic. Her power over him. My power over him. His submission to her…. And having him not just watch, but clean up my cock after fucking her… Oh yeah. That’s something I want to experience.

Ava reached up and grabbed my hand while we continued to fuck and our fingers interlocked. An intimate gesture that I found insanely sexy.

We gained intensity. The next minutes were full of sexual bliss, fucking in the small back seat of her SUV. The windows completely fogged up, and aside from a couple passers-by, the parking garage left us isolated. With the people who passed by, we slowed down and kissed until all felt clear again. The dirty talk continued, as did the kissing. For being our first time, the chemistry was excellent, and it felt simultaneously intimate and raw. She was mine in this moment.After some time, I wanted to eat her out again. I pulled out and went down on her. Her pussy tasted raw and used, and I focused more quickly on her clit. She responds beautifully to being eaten out, and it wasn’t long before she was tensing up again and cumming on my face. As she came down, she gave me this sultry look and murmured in a low voice, “Come fuck me.”

I slipped into her pussy again, and she once again sucked herself from my lips. It drove me wild, and I felt animalistic urges taking over. She kegel’d herself around me tightly (god damn, girl!) and milked my cock. I picked up my pace and slammed her into the bench seat. She kept sliding uncomfortably against the door, so I’d pull her back just to slam her back across the seat. I tried to tell her I was going to cover her with my cum, but my brain was in no condition to speak and something garbled came out of my mouth. The orgasm that built in me was so fucking powerful, and I waited till the last possible moment before pulling out, ripping the condom off, and unloading onto her tummy. We spent the next few minutes laughing, kissing, and coming back down to earth. I have to say, I’m proud of my work and her stomach was well coated. I dressed and prepared to go. I stepped out of the car and paused to drink in the sight of her. Lounging naked and literally dripping cum on her leather seats on the far side of the car. So. Damn. Hot.

Later she messaged me. “Cuck licked all of your cum off me. I sucked some of it off his lips. You tasted great.”

Insert any “mind blown” gif.