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A Hot Wife: Fetish Slut

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Aimee is a hot wife. She’s a total slut for anyone her husband wants her to fuck. She makes sure to record her sessions with other men so that she can be her husband’s personal porn star. She strives to make videos with men that live up to her husband’s many nasty fetishes.

Chapter 4: FFM

I wiped some bbq sauce from my face after biting into a delicious rib. I loved these bbqs the Altons threw every summer.
I noticed my husband checking out Courtney’s ass in her sexy little thong bikini. I licked my lips, knowing that he had a thing for her. And that I would use that to my advantage.

“Hey Markus, doesn’t Courtney have a great ass?” I whispered in his ear, lips brushing his earlobe.

He jumped a little, eyes darting to my lips. He swallowed hard and nodded, “Yeah, she does.”

I smirked, “You know what would be hot? Me, Courtney, and Max all fucking in a sex tape.”

He choked on his drink, eyes going wide. “I think I’d like that very much,” he said taking a swig of his beer.
“Why don’t you talk to Max, see if he’s willing to fuck me with his wife while you film the action,” I suggested. Markus gave me a side-eye, sensing my mischievousness. But as predicted, the thought of seeing me fuck another man was too irresistible to him. “Yeah, I could do that,” he said, a devilish grin lighting up his face.

Later that evening, we found Courtney and Max sitting outside on the patio. We sidled up next to them with nervous excitement.

“Hey, Max, Courtney. Aimee and I were thinking about spicing things up tonight, you two want to play?” Markus asked.

He looked at Max with slight hesitation, awaiting his response. Max, surprised by the offer, looked at his wife.

Courtney smiled and glanced at me with hunger in her eyes. I nodded slightly, giving her approval. “Yeah, sure. Actually, that sounds like fun,” she replied. Markus grinned, “Fuck yes.”

“You thinking about a wife swap or something,” Max asked.
“Actually no, I want to film you fucking Aimee and Courtney,” Markus said. Max’s eyebrows shot up as his eyes moved to me. “Are you serious?”

I gave him a sultry smile and slowly nodded. “Very.”

I stripped from my skimpy bikini right there on the front patio as Markus got out his camera and began filming. I approached Courtney and straddle her. I kissed her as I took off her bikini top and motioned for Max to join us. I pulled Courtney’s head into mine, one hand planted firmly on her breast, kneading it softly. I tweaked her nipple and she moaned softly into my mouth. Max approached us, greedy to fill in where I left off. I kissed down Courtney's neck and made my way down to her tits. I sucked her nipples, licking them softly and nipping them gently. I heard Max groan as I took each nipple into my mouth, feeling them stiffen and harden under my tongue.

My hand snaked down her stomach until I reached her bikini bottom. I rubbed her through the fabric, feeling her wetness seep through.

Max's fingers ran through my hair before he grabbed my breasts and kneaded them softly. He nibbled and sucked on my neck, tasting the salty sweat of our bodies. I pulled down Courtney's bikini bottom, revealing her shaven pussy. She moaned louder as I rubbed her clit, her body trembling under my touch.

Max slipped his fingers inside me, exploring my wetness.

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