An adult stories – Fantasies and Fetishes Ch. 02 by thewritetouch,thewritetouch Author’s Note:
For readers that had not guessed where this story was heading from the first chapter of this series, this work of fiction explores the Hot Wife fantasy. If that piques your interest, read on (and I would encourage reading chapter 1 first) and enjoy. Other fantasies and fetishes will continue to develop as the story evolves and as Liam and Anna further explore each other’s hidden desires.
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It was a warm night, the low cacophony of surrounding conversations hummed in the spring air. In contrast, Anna and Liam sat in quiet simply enjoying each other’s presence. They were spending their evening on a rooftop patio of their local little Mexican restaurant.
It had been a few weeks since Anna had learned of the fantasies Liam had kept secret from her. There was something she found delightfully fun about knowing there was more to discover in her partner after a decade together. She also found great satisfaction in pulling on those loose threads, unraveling them to reveal all the truths they held. As Anna sat across the table from him, sipping her spicy margarita, she studied his face. He stared absently off in the distance lost in his own thoughts. Always the day dreamer, she thought to herself. The following thought was that this was also a perfect time to catch him off guard with her scandalous questions.
“I have a question for you.”
Liam snapped back to reality and looked at her, “Yeah? What’s that?”
“Would you rather I sit on your face or watch me playing with our new dildo?”
Liam’s eyes went wide, glancing side to side to see if anyone was in earshot causing Anna to grin. His cheeks even flushed red as he responded, “Anna! Here?!”
“Here. Tell me.”
He leaned back in his chair and ran his hands through his hair. Finally, he leaned forward and, much more softly than her, said, “I don’t know. It depends on the day. It may lean a little toward the dildo, I like the idea of you sharing in the mental, fantasy part of it.”
Anna nodded to herself as he confirmed her guess. “Does that fantasy include the idea of cuckolding you?”
If Liam had looked surprised before then this was the face of pure shock, nearly spitting out his drink. “What has got into you, Anna?!”
“I just want you to answer my questions, no one can hear us.” She found herself feeling an odd pleasure in making him squirm under her interrogation.
Liam cast his eyes around again before responding, “No, it does not… that form of fantasy has the tendency, at least in my understanding, to have levels of humiliation involved. Husbands that don’t feel adequate. Mockery and shaming, the idea the sexuality of his wife belongs to someone else… no. To each their own but that isn’t it for me.”
“Then what is it?”
He shrugged. “I suppose it’s not too different than a swinger couple. No one has quite the same stigma against swingers, as if it is normal if both couples are taking new partners. No, the ‘hot wife’ fantasy for me is more like an extreme form of voyeurism. There is nothing that turns me on quite as much as knowing you are turned on. Of seeing you in ecstasy as your needs are filled, hearing the sounds of your pleasure. Perhaps it’s those moments when we make love that I see your reactions, am part of them, that I see that as the height of what you can enjoy. I suppose through some odd transitive way that becomes the pinnacle of voyeurism that I want to watch.”
Anna sat quietly as she thought about his response and he seemed content to let the silence drag on, perhaps knowing it was more of an answer than she was expecting. “That… actually makes sense in an odd way,” she said. She noted his shoulders relaxing a little, clearly still harboring insecurity in saying his darker thoughts out loud and feeling relief in her response. “I want you to feel comfortable sharing anything with me. It can only lead to good things for you, I promise,” she finished, winking at him.
Liam let out a loud laugh. “That’s good to hear, Anna. Thank you? I think I should cheers to that,” he said, raising his glass to clink against hers.
“So now you need to tell me about your obsession with having me sit on your face!”
Liam narrowed his eyes at her as she hid a smile behind her margarita. “You’re trouble tonight, babe.”
“Am I?!”
“Let’s just leave it at: I love your ass. There is never not a time where I don’t want to bury my face in it,” Liam replied with a grin.
Anna let out a mock sigh, “Hmmm, fine, I’ll accept that for tonight… what were you thinking about earlier before I interrupted your daydreaming?”
“Our vacation,” Liam responded, “Work has been stressful. I need the getaway… I can’t wait for the cruise. Only a month away, now.”
“I’m so excited. No cooking, as many drinks as we want, relaxing in the sun all day. I need to pull together a book list to keep me occupied!”
“Oh, definitely,” he said, “All of that please.”
The evening came and went with the blur of people around them as they moved through their own lives. Anna lay in bed, the light snoring beside her informing her of Liam fast asleep. She scrolled socials on her phone unable to turn off her mind and fall asleep yet. As her mind drifted and she thought of their conversation earlier in the night she changed course on her phone and opened a search on ‘Hot wife’. Scrolling past a couple articles she found an Etsy listing on clothes under the tag and decided to open that up. Her feed displayed an array of clothes, jewelry, and other items with an assortment of phrases and pictures on them. Some were more basic, and others were, well, nothing short of exceedingly raunchy. As she browsed the items, she found herself a little turned on and on impulse added a couple listings to her cart and completed the check-out process. She locked her screen and laid it down feeling she had reached a satisfactory conclusion to her evening and closed her eyes, trying to contain the giddiness she felt in anticipation of delivery as she searched for sleep.
*****
Liam let out a breath of relief as he hung his headset back on the charger before locking his laptop. Force of habit from years of in-office work had not been broken with his new life of remote work. Finally done, he thought to himself. The last couple months had been overly hectic at work and the cruise that he had booked for Anna and himself was finally closing in. An all too short five nights at sea through the Caribbean was still the reprieve they had sorely needed.
The smell of sauteed onions and garlic greeted him as he migrated from his office to the kitchen. A serene feminine voice, serenading in French through the Bluetooth speaker, eased the rest of his tension away. Anna turned and smiled at him, a distinctly heavily poured glass of red wine in one hand, a wooden spoon in the other.
“Hey babe!” she said. “I’m making a small batch of Coq au Vin; I figured one last round of home cooking before we stuff ourselves with all that rich food on the ship would be a good idea.”
“It smells so good, is there some wine for me as well?”
Anna held out the bottle and nodded to a glass she had already placed on the counter. Liam took it and poured his glass, “Need any help?” he inquired.
“No, you’ve got dishes,” she replied with a wink.
He watched as Anna moved gracefully through the kitchen, swaying to the French cafe music, finishing dinner. He rested his eyes and took in the moment, appreciating the life they had cultivated together.
“I’ve never found someone as beautiful as I’ve found you.” he said.
Anna glanced over her shoulder at him, a smile half hidden by her long hair falling across her face. “That’s so sweet of you, babe. What prompted that?”
“Maybe it’s the relief of our vacation coming up… but I just feel good, you know? I’m just so glad I’m here, with you.”
“There is no place I’d rather be either, love.” she replied.
Dinner was exquisite. Liam savored the last crunch of the toasted baguette after soaking up the broth from the stew. He studied his empty bowl and weighed his capacity for restraint.
“You can have more, you know!” Anna said, giggling as she watched him.
“I really shouldn’t…” he said, “I know I’ll be sad if I do that.” He stood up and grabbed both their bowls to bring to the kitchen. As he took care of his part of kitchen duties, Anna nestled into the couch and surfed her phone.
“Anything interesting?” Liam asked as he joined her.
“Just scrolling Instagram,” she replied without glancing up. “I know it’s kind of early but I’m a little tired, do you want to just go up and read in bed tonight?”
“Yeah, we can do that.”
Anna followed him upstairs and climbed into bed with him. She didn’t bother grabbing her book, instead opting to cuddle up next to him and rest her head on his chest while he read. Liam’s hand absently stroked her hair, glad to feel the warmth of her body against his. Liam noticed her breathing even out into the rhythmic sound of slumber and slowly reached out to turn out the light. He closed his eyes and let himself drift into the peaceful embrace of sleep alongside her.
*****
Anna’s phone chirped on the bathroom counter. Morning light streamed in through the window casting warmth into the room. She glanced down and saw a message from James.
J: When are you leaving again?
A: We set sail tomorrow morning!
J: Still want to keep our session today?
A: Of course, one last session to be swimsuit ready!
J: Hahaha you already are swimsuit ready, Anna!
Anna found herself smiling, as usual, with the casual flirting that she had with James lately. It felt good to feel wanted, to feel desired. Not that Liam didn’t make her feel that way, of course. Sometimes it is just fun to have that attention from others as well. Anna walked out of the bathroom, glancing at the vacant bed and shaking her head to herself. She would never figure out how Liam couldn’t sleep in on his days off. She stepped into her closet and began to look through her swimsuits, eventually picking out a two-piece set in bright pink. She put it on and admired the progress she had made over the last several months working out with James. Her breasts threatened to pop out of the small bikini top and the thong bikini straps went high over her hips leaving little to the imagination on what it covered of her ass. She snapped a side profile picture in the mirror, showing off a sassy view of her backside, then sent it to James.
A: You think so?
His response came back almost immediately.
J: Wow.. Anna. You look HOT
Anna felt excited. The exchange left her feeling a little frisky, and with the knowledge that her and Liam would be flying out of town she felt almost like tomorrow would be a reset button. She changed out of her swimsuit and grabbed the new yoga pants she had ordered but had yet to actually wear. Part of her had felt she wasn’t actually going to ever wear these, but the moment had her feeling emboldened. The pants were sheer white, completely see-through, and were part of a series of… slightly drunken purchases she had made one night a few weeks ago. She dug into her panty drawer and pulled out the unopened three-pack of micro thongs she had purchased along with the pants.
Anna opened the pack and laid them out on her bed, having a moment disbelieving that she had actually made this purchase. The first pair was white with red lettering that said ‘Hot Wife’ on it. The second was pink with black lettering that said, ‘Plays Well With Others’ and had an upside-down pineapple on it. The last one made her blush just looking at it. A vibrant red pair with white dripping font that wrote ‘Please return to hubby full’. Anna ran her hands through her hair as she looked down at the thongs and sheer pants, a little bit of her boldness fading as she realistically considered wearing these for her workout with James. Taking a deep breath, she shut her mind off to the objections from the rational side of her mind telling her this was crazy and just acted.
Anna grabbed white pair that said ‘Hot Wife’ feeling it was the safest of the three and pulled it up her legs, pulling the spaghetti strap bands high up over her hips. Then, laying back on the bed, she slid the yoga pants on. She stood and walked over to look at herself in the mirror. The pants hugged her ass like a glove with the scrunched back of the butt pulling it tight and accentuating the full shape of each cheek. She could see the thong strap beneath the fabric but with the white on white it looked closer to just a typical underwear line. Anna turned and looked at it from the front and could see from the distance in the mirror that the red lettering of the thong clearly stood out through the sheer fabric. She bit her lip as she felt herself getting turned on, excited at the prospect of Liam and James seeing her in these. Finally, she put on a pink sports bra, admiring the lift it provided to her large breasts, before heading downstairs.
Liam gaped as he saw Anna walking into the kitchen to grab her morning coffee. “When did you get those pants, Anna?” he said.
“Oh, I got these a little while ago… I felt like I’ve been needing some additional workout attire since James and I have been meeting four times a week… you know how sweaty things can get…”
“I can see through those, Anna!” he stammered.
Anna looked back at him from the kitchen and wiggled her butt, “Just wait till you see what I’m wearing under them!” she said with a coy smile. Anna walked around the kitchen island and approached him in the living room, watching his face as his eyes widened taking note of her thong.
Liam’s mouth went dry, he felt his heart thumping in his chest, and most prominently he felt himself getting hard. “Are you really going to wear that for your workout with James today?” he asked.
Anna paused briefly before answering. “I think it would be fun, don’t you? I seem to recall you once wanted me to wear just my mini skirt so he could see my thong… or was it without any panties at all? This is almost modest in comparison!” Liam groaned as Anna stepped up and straddled him on the couch, leaning in to kiss him deeply.
His hands went to her ass as she rocked against him, her soft lips pressed against his. Their tongues danced, exploring each other with soft licks as they playfully circled one another. Anna pulled back leaving him breathless and yearning for more. “Are you going to hang around home today? Waiting here until I am done with James?”
Liam tried to pull her back in for a kiss, but she resisted, putting a finger to his lips. “No no, babe,” she said, then leaned in and whispered in his ear, “you have to wait your turn.”
“You are such a tease!” he exclaimed. Then he leaned back with a groan, “No I wasn’t planning on leaving the house today.”
“Good,” she replied, “I like knowing you’re close.”
Anna stood up and walked away from him and could feel his eyes following her. Glancing back, she saw him rubbing a growing bulge through his shorts. “So, I take it you like this outfit? You would like to see me wear this for when James gets here?”
“Damnit,” he said, slowly acknowledging that she was right, “yes, I do. I bet you like knowing you are playing with both of us with this, don’t you.”
“Oh, I most certainly do.” Anna said.
They spent the remainder of the late morning tidying up the house together in preparation for their departure the next day. Afternoon drew near and a chime from the doorbell rang through the house. “That must be James.” Anna said, heading toward the front door. Liam had settled on the couch and was sipping on a beer. She gave him a wink and blew a kiss his way before disappearing around the corner.
Anna met James at the door with a smile. “I’m ready! Come on in!” she said, trying to ignore the nervousness that she felt in her body. James gawked for a moment before recovering himself. She turned quickly before he would have a chance to read the text of the thong and began walking toward the home gym, looking back at him with a sly smile, “Coming?”
James stepped in, deciding to pretend nothing was out of the ordinary when he finally spoke. “Yes, of course.”
Liam watched as Anna came around the corner, James close behind. His eyes were glued to Anna’s ass as she walked in front of him until he noticed Liam on the couch. Surprise shown on his face and with an awkward gesture of his hand in greeting he said, “Oh, hey Liam. How’s it going?”
“Good man, good to see you again. How about you?”
“Not bad, I -” Anna interrupted him, “You boys can chit chat later if you want, I want to get started, James!”
“Oh, sure… see you around, Liam.” James said, turning to follow Anna. Liam nodded, watching Anna disappear from sight with James. Emotions surged in him as he thought about her, alone with James, in that outfit. “Holy shit…” he said softly to himself, a mixture of jealousy and excitement spurring his cock to grow hard. He couldn’t control himself as he began to rub it through his shorts, images of what could be happening playing through his mind.
*****
James had Anna work through their typical leg day routine, starting with step ups followed by lunges. She could feel a sense of urgency to the initial sets from James. He seemed happy to not push her quite as hard to do additional reps and rest periods felt shortened between them. It only took a moment to realize he was looking to move on to lifts that would be a bit more enticing with her current outfit. Squats came next and James hastily helped to load up the weights on the barbell. As Anna began her set, she could see him in the mirror doing his best to hide his staring. “How’s my form look?” she inquired innocently as she paused near the bottom of her rep.
James cleared his throat as he stared at her ass, “Perfect. It looks perfect.”
Anna smiled, wondering as she continued with each rep just much he could see. She thought about how he’d be able to see the thin strap of the thong that hid little and felt herself getting wet with excitement. Between sets he’d keep his eyes on hers, but she noticed more than once surreptitious attempts to rearrange the noticeable bulge in his shorts. As they finished up the last set of squats, they moved on to ending the workout on hip adductors and hip abductors, the good girl / bad girl exercise. Besides catching glances at her thong hidden underneath her sheer pants she guessed that he likely hadn’t had a full view yet to see what was written on them. As she sat down on the bench with her legs closed her heart started racing. James knelt in front of her and wrapped the resistance band around her legs, just above the knees, and then held them in place with his hands on her legs. “Remember, when we do bad girls” he said with a wink, “I want you to open your legs and then pulse for three seconds before closing again for one rep. We will do 12 of these.”
Anna closed her eyes; she was too nervous to look at his face as she began her first rep. She pushed outward, pressing against the resistance of the bands as his hands remained in place on her knees, and opened up her legs to him. Her eyes still closed she started counting to three, pulsing her legs slightly wider and feeling her muscles quivering in protest as they strained against the bands. The moment felt like it lasted an eternity and as she closed her legs to finish the first rep, she opened her eyes and saw him, mouth open, eyes hungrily staring at her crotch. The look told her enough. He had finally read the text on her thong; he knew what it meant. “Again.” he commanded softly, meeting her eyes for a moment.
This time she kept her eyes on his, watching him as she opened her legs for him again. The nervousness she felt inside her burned away to pure desire and she felt the wetness building between her legs. Lust was evident in his face, and he seemed to be breathing heavier, as if he were the one doing the workout. Anna finished her second rep, her legs closing back together, yearning for more. “Could we… try without using the bands? They are digging into my legs a little bit.” she said.
James looked at her and nodded, not trusting himself to speak. He unwound the band from her legs then placed his hands back on the outside of her knees. She saw the muscles in his arm flex as he began pushing together and said, “Continue.” She pushed, spreading her legs again but this time with his hands pressing intimately into her flesh. James leaned forward, his hands sliding farther up the outside of her legs while his face moved closer into her body toward her groin. Some of his long hair fell forward into his face and Anna reflexively reached out and pushed it back. As she ran her hand through his hair she stopped, resting her fingers laced with hair on the back of his head. “Good girl, almost there…” he said in a low groan as she completed another rep and re-opened her legs for him.
“Don’t you mean bad girl?” she said softly, a ragged breath exhaling from her chest. She was acutely aware of his touch. Her legs felt like they had become an erogenous zone as she yearned to feel his skin against hers.
Her comment made him grin and he met her gaze for a moment before lowering back again. “Yes, Anna, bad girl.” A little whimper escaped from Anna as she strained against him for a final time. “Twelve. good job.” he said as he cleared his throat and leaned back as if he was snapping out of a dream. The tension did not fade as they continued the same motions for two more sets. By the end of the third both of them were flush with arousal. Anna stared between his legs as he squatted in front of her at the visible hard-on hiding behind the fabric of his shorts. She felt feverish with lust as her body and mind craved to reach out and touch it.
“Let’s transition to the hip adductors, same process.” James said, centering her back on reality for a moment.
Anna nodded to him as she bit her lip. “No bands, right?”
“Yeah,” he said as she let him push her legs apart. James slid his hands up her inner thigh until his elbows aligned with her knees, moving up far more than necessary and her body trembled in pleasure. They had stepped beyond the knifes edge of feigned propriety and taken a headfirst dive in to pure desire. His fingertips pressed into her groin while his thumbs spread down and almost under her ass, forming a circle that had her thong in the center. She strained to close her legs but his arms were like iron bars, lust burning in his eyes as they devoured her. She continued to squeeze, his muscles relaxing a little allowing her to close her legs with effort. Anna returned her hand to his head, interlacing his hair in her fingers as if it were the most natural position in the world. She wanted desperately to pull his face between her thighs. Feel his mouth wrap around her lips and taste her. As she finished her first set, she kept her hand on the back of his head not wanting him to pull away. His hands began massaging her groin and she let out a moan. “That feels so good.” she whimpered.
“It’s good to have your muscles massaged after a workout like this,” he replied as if this was a completely normal interaction between trainer and client. His fingers pressed into her groin, massaging in small circles just on the outside of her pussy. She bucked her hips toward him involuntarily, body aching to feel more of his touch. She didn’t know what she would do if he did make the move to touch her more, but even as she thought about it the massaging stopped. “Another set.” he said. The second and third sets were each followed by the same massaging. Each time she felt like she couldn’t control her body as she timidly thrust her hips toward his kneading fingers.
When he finally stopped massaging after her third set James stood up reluctantly. The massive bulge tenting his shorts in front of her gave her a thrill knowing he was as turned on as she was. She didn’t want the session and the teasing to end yet and her mind raced to find an excuse to drag this out further. “Before we started working out, I took some before pictures to track progress. Any chance I could get you to help me take some new ones to show where I’ve come so far?”
Heart beating heavily in her chest she knew it was a stretch, a crazy request. James just nodded, “Yeah, I’d love to.” he said.
“Ok, follow me upstairs! I want the same backdrop for them as before.”
James grabbed his gym bag and moved to follow her as she led the way out of the gym.
Liam heard the sound of the door open and rushed to cover the erection he was still struggling with. Anna walked in and waved at him, “I asked James to help me real quick taking some progress pictures.” she said as a knowing smile blossomed on her face.
“Oh, uh… that’s great, yeah.” As she looked at him, she seemed to be waiting for something more, so he gave her a nod of approval that he was still onboard. In doing so he realized he didn’t know what he was necessarily onboard for but in the heat of the moment he found he didn’t care.
James gave him a little nod as he turned to follow Anna up the stairs, awkwardly holding his gym bag in front of himself.
*****
Anna stood to the side of the door as James followed her into the bedroom, closing it behind him. “So, it’s just a few different poses in here if you don’t mind…”
“I’m just glad you asked me to help” he replied.
Anna faced away from James as she peeled her pants down her legs, looking back at him over her shoulder. “Oh,” she exclaimed “I forgot my phone downstairs… could you just take the pictures on your phone and send them to me?”
“Yeah, of course” he said and pulled his phone from his pocket. She stepped quickly into her closet and pulled off her sports bra to swap it for a bra that was black with white lacing. Her eyes caught sight of the 6-inch heels she kept in here for when she wanted to really dress up for Liam and made one last addition to her outfit.
High heels clicking on the wooden floor, Anna walked out and stepped up to the bed in nothing but her tiny thong and bra. She stopped at the front corner of the bed next to the iron post that ran vertically up to the metal canopy of their four-post bedframe. Facing away from James, she reached up and grabbed on to the post above her head, interlacing her fingers, and raised one leg up to rest her knee on the mattress. She had played around with an idea in the past of how she would do a boudoir shoot in here and had several poses in mind that she felt would hit the balance between artistic and intimate. “How does this look?”
James snapped a couple photos of her, adjusting angles slightly between them. “Unreal…” he said softly, glancing between the pictures on his phone and her. Keeping her hands on the post she turned toward him, arching her back and pushing her breasts out. She tilted her head back and let her hair cascade in dark waves down her back. She heard the shutter sound as James took another picture. Slowly she squatted down until her butt rested on her heals with her legs spread wide. Her body glistened with sweat, well-toned leg muscles flexing. She watched as James continued to take pictures.
“You look incredible…”
Anna just smiled, closing her eyes as she reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her bra. Careful to not let it fall she moved her hands to her front, letting the straps fall off her shoulders. Then, hands crossed over her breasts she let the bra fall quietly to the floor. “Oh my god…” James said, almost too faint for her to hear. She blinked at him under long eyelashes then turned and climbed on to the bed. Placing her knees on the edge of the bed she leaned forward against the mattress and pushed her ass back toward him. She bit her lip to keep herself from letting out a moan as she gave a slight wiggle of her ass. Behind her came the sound of several pictures being taken in quick succession. James circled around to the side of the bed continuing to snap pictures of her in this position. Face pressed into the mattress she smiled at him, then rolled on to her back with a sigh. She lazily moved to cover her breasts giving him time to stare at them.
James cleared his throat. “Is that all?” he asked.
“For now, I suppose,” she said pouting. She climbed out of bed and stood in front of him, hands still over her breasts.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been disappointed to have no workouts on the schedule before” she said with a giggle. She stepped toward him and moved her arms out to embrace him. James pulled her in to his body, her breasts pressing against his powerful chest. Even more distinct was the impression of his hard cock pressing against her as well.
“Let me know as soon as you’re back when you want to continue our schedule.” James said.
Anna finally pulled free and stepped back. “I will… I need to change; do you mind seeing yourself out?”
“No problem… have fun, Anna. I hope I get to see you soon after you get back.” With that he grabbed his bag one last time and stepped from the room.
Anna barely waited for the door to close behind him before climbing back in to bed. She reached down and slid her hand between her legs, slipping underneath the thong, and pressed her fingers inside her wet pussy. She drew her slick fingers from herself and rubbed the lubrication in to her clit as she began stroking it. Her phone buzzed beside her on the pillow and she grabbed it to see a message from James. A series of pictures showed up in their conversation history from the little photoshoot they had just completed. “Oh my god…” she moaned softly as she started swiping through them. They were, surprisingly, good pictures. Pictures that weren’t purely raunchy but rather intimate as she had hoped. She stared at her body striking picturesque poses against the soft bedding and drapery. There were several pictures of her squatting down on tiptoes, hands holding the iron bedframe post above her head with her legs spread apart, from slightly different angles. She could see a sense of shyness in the photos of her covering her breasts. The next few pictures showed her bent over the bed, face down with her ass raised invitingly in the air, each subsequent one from closer and closer up. She felt herself flush knowing how close he had been to her in that position. How she had proffered herself like that for him. As she continued to stare at the photo, rubbing her clit feverishly, she could see the lips of her pussy just slightly visible around the edge of the thong and the little pink edges of her asshole peeking out from behind the dangerously thin strap that ran up the back. She cycled through the photos as she continued touching herself, rubbing her wetness across the lips of her pussy as she lost herself in pleasure. She had actually let James take these pictures. She wondered how long it would be before he was looking at them, stroking himself to her. The idea sent a shiver down her spine.
She heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. She couldn’t stop, she didn’t care if it was James or Liam coming toward the room. Instead, she spread her legs wide and continued rubbing her clit beneath her panties, moaning softly. The door cracked open and Liam stepped inside, stopping as he saw her on the bed.
Liam stared. Anna’s hand moved beneath her panties, sometimes rubbing in a circular motion, sometimes moving lower as she slid fingers inside herself. She was staring at her phone and as he climbed up on to the bed beside her, he saw what she was looking at.
“Did James take those?” he asked.
She looked at him, biting her lip. “Yes, I had him use his phone and he just sent them to me.”
Liam shifted on the bed as he tore his clothes off. He moved back against Anna and slid his arm under her waist pulling her body close to his, his hand moving between her legs. His fingers found hers, slick and wet, rubbing her clit and he pushed them aside. Anna let out a whimper and pushed her body against him, his hard cock pressed between her soft ass and his stomach. She returned to the close-up picture of her, legs spread and ass up as she bent over the bed while his fingers began teasing her pussy. Liam’s other hand grabbed her ass, his fingers pressing into the flesh of her cheek as he spread it and thrust his hard cock against her. It slid up and down the crack of her ass, each thrust rubbing the tip across her asshole while his other hand continued to caress the flow of wetness into her lips.
“I can’t believe you let him take pictures like that of you.” he said in a low, passion-filled voice.
“Does it make you jealous, baby?” Anna replied between moans. She could feel herself already nearing an orgasm as Liam’s fingers began stroking her clit in quick light circles.
“It does,” he admitted, feeling the flush of his face and a wave of intense emotions flooding through him, “but… I like it too.” The warmth of her body as it writhed against him, the sound of her whimpers and moans, and the wetness that coated his fingers was everything he wanted. Knowing how turned on she was by her teasing with James was as hot in reality as it was in their imagination. Liam realized that was what he desired beyond his own physical pleasure; for Anna to have this level of ecstasy again and again.
“Oh, fuck that feels good, Liam.” she gasped. “I love feeling how hard you are. Knowing it turns you on so much that another man took such naughty pictures of your wife.”
“Fuck, babe,” he groaned, “I wish I could have seen the way you teased him during your workout.”
“I wish you could have watched, too. Seen the way I spread my legs for him as we did ‘bad girls’. The way his hands were on me, caressing and massaging my body between sets. The way he stared at my pussy when he saw my pair of naughty panties.”
“I bet he was imagining all the ways he wanted to fuck you.” Liam pulled his hand off Anna’s ass and grabbed his cock, angling it down as he slid it between her thighs to rub up against the wetness of her pussy. Her juices coated his cock as he thrust back and forth between her thighs and then pressed the tip of it against her wet opening. Anna’s hand found his arm, fingernails digging into him as she turned further on her side toward her stomach, opening up a better angle for him to slide inside her. The feeling of her pussy stretching around his cock as it began to penetrate was the final sensation that sent her over the edge.
“Oh fuck, oh my god yes, that’s it,” she moaned, “fuck I’m coming! Yes, oh fuck!” Liam moved his hand from her clit as her body trembled against him. He could feel her pussy clenching around head of his cock, and he groaned. As her body recovered from the initial wave of sensations from the orgasm he began to slowly thrust inside her again and brought his hand under her to cup her breast, fingers squeezing and pulling on her nipple.
“Fuck me!” Anna moaned, enjoying the change of sensation from Liam’s cock moving slowly inside her. “You were right, by the way.”
“Right?”
“That James was imagining fucking me, babe. God, it turned me on so much when I saw how hard he was.” Liam’s hands gripped her body harder, and she felt his teeth biting into her shoulder in response. A muffled growl came from him like she had set off some sort of animalistic instinct in him.
“Oh fuck, keep going…” Liam said through gritted teeth. His body weight pushed down hard against her, one hand grasping her thigh and keeping her legs spread for him, the other leaving her breast and moving up to seize one of her arms above her head. She felt pinned down, like he was using her for his pleasure in a way that was more aggressive than she had felt from him before. And she wanted more of it.
“He was getting so hard as I spread my legs for him, baby. I can’t tell you how badly I wanted to pull his shorts down so I could see it, feel it… taste it…”
“Fuck… fuck, Anna…” Liam said as he paused his thrusting to stop himself from cumming.
“Does hearing me say I wanted to suck his cock make you want to cum, baby?” she said with mock innocence. She started grinding her ass back against him with him inside her. “Even with how good it feels to be inside me you’d like to be watching that instead right now, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh god, Anna,” he said as he tried to slow her grinding against him. “Yes, fuck, I would.”
“Mmm babe, I want you to know that I feel the same way,” she whimpered, thrusting back against him and feeling his cock push deeper inside her. “I wish this was James’ cock inside me right now. That you were sitting over in that chair, watching him fuck me.”
For the second time Liam felt that wave of intense emotions. Overwhelming passion and desire, fueled in small part by a twinge of jealousy that added, rather than detracted, a fervent excitement that coursed through him. The teasing she had done was no longer just an imaginative fantasy and the words being said not delivered through loosened nerves from drinking. He could feel her pussy clenching around him and through her body a communication that she was building toward another climax. This fantasy is what she actually wanted. Or, at least, he found himself knowing that this is what he wanted her to want.
“God, I want to watch him make you scream. Hear you moan in ecstasy as he takes you while you tell him how good he feels. Watch the way your hands grip the sheets and your toes curl as he makes you cum. Oh fuck, babe…” Liam trailed off.
Anna gasped into her pillow, urgently bringing her free hand between her legs to rub her clit as she let Liam’s imagination fill her thoughts. “Oh fuck, Liam. That’s it, I want you to cum inside me while you think about James fucking your hot little wife. Stretching my wet pussy with his thick cock. Listen to me moaning his name in front of you. I want to watch you rubbing your cock while I pull him deep inside me to fill my pussy with his cum.”
Liam couldn’t hold back anymore. He thrust in deep and felt his body tighten as he erupted. He groaned as he felt himself cumming inside her, shot after shot from a wildly intense orgasm that sent a tingling sensation down to his very toes. Anna’s body shook as her own orgasm took her, her pussy clenching around his cock milking him further.
He lay there, out of breath, holding her close as he remained inside her. The feelings of insecurity from the time they first broached this fantasy did not return, surprisingly. Despite the feeling he had that this had stepped beyond just fantasy, he felt comfortable knowing that at the very least she did enjoy this and did not judge him. They cuddled in contented silence for a while before finally Anna made the move to get cleaned up.
“Well, I suppose we should probably look in to getting packed for the cruise so that we don’t have to worry about it later tonight.” she said. She had a hop in her step and seemed extra upbeat.
Liam chuckled, enjoying the sense of happiness she was radiating. “Feeling excited for the trip, Anna?”
“Well, yes,” she said, “But also that sex was… a lot of fun.” Anna grinned at him to punctuate the statement.
Liam let out a laugh and raised an eyebrow. “I couldn’t agree more. I have a strange feeling this trip may provide some exciting twists ahead for us.”
Anna stepped up to him and threw her arms around his neck. Reaching up on tiptoes she kissed him gently on the lips. As she pulled back, she met his eyes with a glint of mischief in them, “I have a feeling you’re right.”