Holly’s Descent to Debauchery

Moaning was coming down the hallway, amplified by the sterile hallways buzzing with fluorescent lighting. As Holly got closer, she instantly recognized the scene by sound. She opened the door to the production room and there she was on the monitors, bent over with her leg balanced on the back of a couch. The stud in the video was firmly pulling her head back by her long wavy hair while inserting three of his fingers inside her wet pussy. Her free hand was reaching back and had a firm grip on his enormous cock.

There were days like this when Holly was not very excited to be working on production projects like this. But she would remind herself that this boring side of production was necessary to be able to live the way she had become accustomed. This was especially true about the kind of guys she was with these days. The ability to choose men for their looks and size of their dicks was the biggest perk.

Early on, her production days would not be funded, just pure bliss. She was married and her husband got off on having her fuck other guys, her only requirement was bringing video or photographic evidence back with her and letting him reclaim his status as owner of her pussy. It was a lot of weird angles, and poor picture quality. But there was no mistaking what was happening, and each incident would be placed on her popular Porn Hub page for her followers.

Liam was a young military guy whom Holly met on Tinder. He was good looking, clean cut and took care of his body. She was charmed by him, and they agreed to meeting in person at a bar. She thought for sure it would be awkward upon meeting but was pleasantly surprised how he came in right away for a passionate kiss at the entrance at the bar. She felt herself totally get wet and grabbed the back of his neck to finish the greeting. Holly let her newly manicured fingernails slide down the outside of his arm before grabbing his hand and leading him to a booth in the back.

Electrically charged, they tried to keep their hands off one another to get a real assessment of whether one was a crazy stalker or possessive bitch. But the chemistry was undeniable. Holly’s hand instinctively stroked his inner thigh as they spoke and looked into one another’s eyes. One text to her husband, and they broke the rules about meeting first and fucking the next time. She could not wait, and neither could Liam’s rock-hard cock.

It was difficult in the moment, but Holly remembered to set up her phone to video the encounter when they got to the hotel. If she had not remembered, it would have been hard to explain to her husband why she did not have evidence to share. Luckily, Liam was an expert in computers or something as his job in the military. He made it frame most of what they did that evening so Holly’s husband would not miss a moment of the action.

He was five years younger than Holly and that would be the last time she was with a lover so close in age. Holly admired Liam’s body- so muscular and lean. He was old enough to appreciate her body and taste every part of her. His tongue was experienced and made her cum easily, especially while his dick was being shoved down her throat from above. He continued to pump his cock in and out of her hungry mouth until he was right on the edge. As he withdrew, Holly’s legs were shaking uncontrollably. What was this black magic this young buck brought with him?

He stood her up and turned her around on the bed with her hands braced on the faux hotel headboard. He picked up both her legs, cradling her inner knees with his elbows, then cupped his hands around her tits while he pulled her aching pussy down on him. At first, just the tip in and out, until her moans protested and demanded his whole shaft. Again, she would cum easily, this time on his giant cock, and he would keep pumping her until he was close to the edge. Liam was a machine.

Eventually, he would let her on top of him. He was deserving of a break in service. Just laying back and letting her work his tip slowly until he started to tense up. Then, halfway while holding onto his pecs and looking him in the eyes. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed her around her waist, flipped her onto her right side with her left leg on his shoulder. He was rough- holding her leg and pounding so hard, Holly’s eyes started rolling back in her head. Liam pulled out and pumped cum all up and down the side of her body, so his cum ended up rolling down her back and her tits and stomach. Holly was pleased and showed him how much by scooping up as much as she could and licking her fingers full of cum as he watched.

The early days of Holly’s entrance to the Hotwife, amateur porn scene was long ago, but she remembered them so vividly. Never in her wildest dreams would she think her own husband would allow her to meet up and fuck so many hot guys with such uninhibited sex drives and cocks that lasted for hours. She would also never understand why so many people wanted to watch her journey down this debauched road. She only knew the minute she would return to her husband, so horny and waiting, she couldn’t wait to thank him. He preferred to see all the cum she had accumulated on her, so he knew exactly where to shoot his own. It stirred something so strong within her to watch him cumming all over her, rewriting ownership papers. Her fans felt the same way.