Reluctant Hotwife [Priscilla x Bigfootisreal]

[Priscilla May]

She sat on the edge of their king sized bed, her face white with anxiety as thoughts of what was to come that night rushed through her head. Running her hands down her leg she tried to envision herself in the third person, wondering how her blue lace girdle and cheeky lace panties looked in preparation to be given off to some man from craigslist. This was certainly not her idea to be fucked by a stranger in their marriage bed, instead it was her husband who desired to watch his wife defiled on camera from another room.


Kimberly Nelson’s heart raced as she thought about him. What would the man be like from craigslist? Would he be just like her husband? Would he be fat? Hairy? Old? Her husband had kept every detail a surprise, his ultimate desire was for his scantily clad wife to be surprised as she waited in bed for this stranger. He would not be here when the stranger met her, watching from afar as his wife was left alone with the proverbial shark. Kim did not know whether to be turned on or scared.

Standing up she paced around the bedroom, returning to fuss with herself in the mirror as she worried if this stranger would even be attracted to her. It had been a while since she tried to make herself attractive to other men than her husband.

It was almost time as she looked at the alarm clock. Kim wondered if her husband would come give her words of encouragement as she paced around anxiously. She didn't even know if she really wanted to do this, but her husband was so excited she didn’t want to let him down. She felt her smooth long white legs that ran out from her lingerie, wondering if she was going to be good enough for that night.

 

[Bigfootisreal]

Her ever faithful husband poked his head in the door, "Babe, would you calm down? You are starting to make me nervous." Jeremiah said as he moved to check the angle of the camera on the bed through the lens. He had done his best to hide the cameras around the room so Kimberly wouldn't notice them too much. "Everything is going to be fine." He said, making his way to another hidden camera. He was sure once things got going, she wouldn't notice the cameras. She certainly shouldn't have the mindset too anyway. Glancing at his watch, he had a few more minutes to make a few last second checks. Disappearing once more, he checked the feed from the room he would be watching in before he made his way back into the bedroom. Stepping in front of his wife, he stopped her before grabbing onto her hands.

"Look, if you don't want to do this, there is still time to back out." He said, meeting her nervous gaze with one of confidence. Flashing a smile at her, he waited for any sign of Kim's refusal. "I know you will do fine. We always used to have fun like this, remember?" He asked her, not really giving her much time for a response. "I checked with a couple of buddies of mine down at the station. They ran this guy, completely clean. I also made him take a full panel STD test and he came back clean." He said, trying to ease some of his wife's concerns. "You look amazing. I'm sure Benji will be more than happy to see you." He said, realizing he accidentally let slip the stranger's name. "Please, honey." He pleaded with her. "Please try and at least enjoy yourself a little bit." He said finally as he heard a knock on the door and their small dog begin to yap. Leaning in, he kissed her. "You are making me so happy." He said before he made his way outside of the door at quite a quick pace.

Downstairs, the talking from the two men was muffled by the closed door and the fact that the two men were downstairs. Of course, their bedroom hadn't been completely sound proof, but they weren't talking loud enough for any words to actually squeak through. After what must have seemed like twenty minutes, the sounds of footsteps trudging up the stairs got closer and closer before finally, the two men began to speak again. This time, they were close enough for the words to actually penetrate the door. "She's in there and she's all yours." Jeremiah's voice could be heard before the sound of footsteps led him away, followed by the sound of a door closing.

Outside the door, Benji took a breath. As it seemed, he was almost as nervous as she was. Reaching down, he twisted the door handle before poking his head in the door. Meeting eyes with her, he smiled a nervous smiled before opening the door fully and letting himself in, closing the door behind him. "Hi!" He said, unable to really make eye contact with her. He was on edge, and he could barely stop his own hands from shaking. It took everything for him to make his way towards the bed, before sitting on the edge of it. "I'm Benji." He said with another nervous smile. He was much younger than her husband, though perhaps that was what her husband had in mind. He wondered how much older she was than him, but he knew it would be impolite to ask.

"Sh...should I introduce myself more?" He asked her, not really sure about what all this entailed. "I'm a bartender, I work downtown." He said, the whole thing feeling quite awkward. A brief silence, both their anxiety quite apparent. "You look great!" He said finally, trying to soften the mood.

 

[Priscilla May]

There was no way she could back down now, even if her husband encouraged her that she had an out. She could see it all over Jeremiah’s face how eager he was to do this. Though there was not much doing on his part, she can remember for a long time how much he had talked about whoring out his wife. At first she thought it was just a passing fancy, but then he was posting craigslist ads looking for strange men to breed his wife. It was all sort of jarring, but Kim went along with it, wondering if she would enjoy it despite her anxiety surrounding the whole thing.

She would nod and smile for her husband, hiding her insecurities as she sat on the bed in her girdle and underwear, the frill of the babydoll tickling her stomach.

Soon after rushing around adjusting the cameras she was would be alone once more, and this time for the final time. Her heart began to race as she could hear downstairs the subject of her anxiety had arrived. Kim shifted to the edge of the bed, hands tightly on her knees as she tensed up.

Kim closed her eyes as the door opened, taking a long deep breath as she tried to compose herself for the big moment. She did not know how long had passed as she sat there eyes shut, but she felt the man sit on the bed next to her. Opening her eyes she could feel the lenses of the cameras and thus her husband’s eyes on her, it was an eerie feeling being alone in a room with a strange man half naked. She felt vulnerable, like she was leaving herself open for attack.

As she turned to him and listened to his introduction her thighs were closed around her panties, revealing little other than how much leg could be seen. Her abdomen which could be seen through the lace heaved as she tried to control her breathing. Despite all this she nodded and tried to look interested and not afraid.

“Hi Benji, I’m Kimberly…. I’m uh... a housewife” She feigned a half hearted smile before breaking eye contact.

“I’ve… never done this before…” she stiffened. “So I don’t know where to begin.” She avoided eye contact.

 

[Bigfootisreal]

"No rules, remember that." Jeremiah had briefed him as soon as he had gotten upstairs. The whole thing seemed quite odd to Benji, but this was literally a win-win for him. He was getting paid a decent sum, plus he was getting to fuck another man's wife. What more could he possibly ask for? He knew he needed to make the most of his opportunity, but he had this gnawing, sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that didn't allow him to full enjoy the moment. It was awkward in the room between them, that much was true, It was clear that the awkwardness wasn't going to go away anytime soon either. Kim clearly didn't want to do this, and while he was a willing participant, things were a little more unforgiving. His train of thought was broken by a knock on the door. There was silence between them for a moment before a second knock came. "Benji, come here a minute." Jeremiah's voice came through the door.

With an awkward smile, Benji stood and answered the door before disappearing outside it for a moment. There was some clear talking, but it was muffled by the door itself. After a few moments, Benji reentered and the shadow of her husband could be seen making it's way back down the hallway. Her husband had given him a bit of a pep-talk. He clearly wanted this more than she did, that much was clear now for Benji. He also gave him some words of encouragement. If he didn't want the money, he could find someone else to fuck his wife. Jeremiah was clearly getting impatient and annoyed, and needed to whip Benji into shape. It wasn't as though Benji needed the money, but he did in ways he wouldn't admit.

Making his way towards her, Benji was determined to give her husband what he had paid for. There was no more time for introduction. Leaning in, he kissed her hard, pressing his lips against hers. His tongue snaked out of his mouth and past her lips while his hands ran up and down the exposed parts of her arms. Her husband had lit a fire underneath him, and he wanted to put on a good show, even if it made him feel a bit like a man whore. He could only imagine how Kimberly felt as he began to take charge. Pushing her onto her back, his lips and tongue still entangled with hers, his right hand trailed down her body, finding the prize between her legs. Slowly, he stated to rub her through the fabric of her underwear.

 

[Priscilla May]

“What was it that Jeremiah wanted…” were the last words to leave Kim’s mouth before Benji’s lips were forced upon her. She felt herself falling onto her back, unable to catch herself as she weakly pushed back on the man who now assaulted her lips and face. She knew this was her husband’s doing, her sadistic spouse wanting to see his wife fully taken with little cooperation on her side. She supposed that if she was really into it he would enjoy that too, but since she was not that type of girl it would have to be this way.

Pressing upwards on his shoulders she tried to free her lips, his hands all up and down her arms as he staked his claim.

Wrestling her face away from his she gasped as he continued to kiss whatever art of her cheek and neck he could.

“No, stop… I’m not ready… eek!” She felt his hands meet the shape of her womanhood beneath her panties. His touching growing strong as he slid his finger along her shape through the lace.
“I am… Iam not…” she began to breath fast and heavy as he lay atop her, making her unable to move.

 

[Bigfootisreal]

It was amazing what a few threats and a tough tone could have on someone who needed money. Benji hadn't been in the best of spots, and while he made money enough to get by, he had wanted to explore a new means of making money. This method, kind of belittled him, but Jeremiah wanted what he had wanted. Hell, he had been wasted when he applied for the job, and was surprised when he had 3 texts and a few calls on his phone when he woke up the next morning. Jeremiah had told him to push through whatever Kim said. The statement itself seemed a little odd, though as he continued, he could see why her husband would have mentioned this to him.

His hands continued, including the one between her legs which had been able to explore her sex a little bit through the thin garment. He peppered her exposed skin with kisses before he crashed his lips against hers once more. He could hear her breathing begin to quicken and deepen, and he wondered what she was getting out of this whole ordeal as well.

 

[Priscilla May]

Kim twisted her lower body, his hand playing her cunt like a fiddle as she moistened with every touch. It was not something she welcomed. She did not think this ordeal would cause such anxiety, but as he forced his lips against hers again, this man she just met, she stared into the camera in fear.

But that was exactly what her husband wanted wasn't it. She thought to herself as his finger pushed lace between the lips of her labia, the coarse fabric running across her lips as she squirmed. Pushing him with her hands and kicked her legs she managed to free herself, scrambling across the bed she put her arm across her half exposed chest and her other hand over the mound of her cunt.

“Get off of me.” She said, her eyes wide as she huffed and puffed. Her bare legs prickled as she did their best to get far away from the stranger, though her slit did not want to stop nature from happening. She could feel it getting warmer under her, her fluids moistening to let a male penetrate her as was nature.

“I don’t know if I want to do this anymore Jeremiah.” She said, shivering.