November 30, 2010

Developments at the Office

Cuckold Place Update

Now that she’s started, I wonder how far she’ll go…

I recently posted something in the personals section about helping to get my wife into some erotic chat, I never saw things happening this fast…

For years, I had fantasized about my beautiful wife taking a lover. Though we had talked about it in bed a few times, nothing more ever came of it. A few weeks ago, the company we both work for installed Instant Messager on our computers (she works in the office two days a week and two days at home). A few days after we got IM, a coworker began sending her messages. It started innocently enough, but the first day after that she worked at home, his messages turned to asking if she was home alone. She got nervous and backed out of the conversation. That night, I assured her that if she wanted to enjoy some erotic chat, it would not only be ok with me, I’d be turned on at the idea of having a hotwife at home. A few weeks later, I could tell she and the coworker had been getting closer. Despite her telling me that she didn’t find him that attractive, the number of times his name came up in conversation told me otherwise.

Last night, she told me that if I took our daughter out to play for a few hours, I could lick her all I wanted later. Before I could leave, she couldn’t keep quiet any longer and sheepishly admitted her talk with J had turned dirty that afternoon. While I was gone, they continued and I had to wait patiently until that night to hear the details. She told me all she could remember little by little as we took our time making love. Perhaps the biggest surprise (other than the fact that she’d gone this far), was how assertive and evasive she was while leading him on. When he teased her about being old (she is 36, he is 25), she replied that with that age came a lot of experience. She hinted that she affairs on me in the past but refused to give any details or let him know if she was serious (she wasn’t, she hasn’t ever been with anyone but me). We talked that night in the afterglow about whether I’d really be ok with her taking a lover as she was seriously thinking about it. I awoke this morning feeling aroused, a bit disbelieving that we had gone so far so unexpectedly, and a bit scared wondering what the future held for us. We cuddled tenderly for a while before she whispered if she had known how much it turned me on, she would have cheated on me a long time ago. The weight of that sat on me heavily as she had always professed her faithfulness to me. As long as I had dreamed of her cuckolding me, I knew the most powerful part would not be any of the hundred things I fantasized about, but the things I had not predicted and had no control over. Every update she has given me sends a rush of adrenaline and excitement not knowing what she will say next. I still don’t know where this will lead, but it will be fun finding out.

Update: I wrote the above part yesterday morning but didn’t have time to post it. A few updates since then… she came in the office today even though she could have worked from home. She showed me his messages teasing her that she came in just to see him. I am trying very hard not to ask her a million times, “what is going on now”, but their conversations take place throughout the day and with the speed things began, I am wondering what progression is taking place. We talked over lunch and I told her I wouldn’t pest for details as long as she kept me up to date. She also promised to cut and paste any juicy messages to me. I reiterated to her that I was more than ok with what she’s done so far. I just asked that if it were to turn physical to allow me to know in advance and be able to enjoy the anticipation with them, at least the first time, I joked. At lunch, she also told me that she couldn’t get to sleep last night so she went to the living room and texted him for a while. Tonight, she told me she upgraded her cell texting plan this afternoon so she’d have more free texts to send to her niece, mom…… (grinning), him.

Submitted by: Nooo

You can read some more of the developments here


November 28, 2010

ShandaFay Loves Us

A lovely surprise in my mailbox today. Gorgeous cutie MILF Shanda Fay has sent us some love.

Really lovely of you Shanda. Really hope we can do that interview soon…




November 26, 2010

Bathroom Fuck

A fantasy sent into us today by the very intriguing Miss B.


A mistress is in supposed to be in control. She demands things of her devoted. She is to be pleased by him. She is adored by him.

It’s funny how even during a fabricated fantasy where (truly!) I tried to let the main character have his way with me; it’s still me in control, my pleasure, and his adoration. Read on for a peek into my latest fantasy starring your favorite players as well as, hell, it could even be you playing the lead role in this one…

My most recent fantasy, as described to my cuckold Derek just the other night while straddling his face, is fucking a man I only just met. We meet in a bar while I’m ordering drinks and Derek is waiting at the table. This young man is very flirty while sizing up my black, “fuck me” heels and low-neck dress. When the bartender brings over two drinks, the boy gives me a puzzled look. Quickly, I mention that I saw him earlier and on the off chance that he came over, I ordered two drinks. Derek is non-existent at this point.

My new interest is polite, only glances at my ass when he thinks I’m not looking. We may have titillating conversation. We may not. It doesn’t matter. I suck down my cocktail in less than 2 minutes. “Are you going to finish that?” I refer to his drink. Before he has a chance to respond, I grab the drink and with my other hand guide my new flirt away from the bar. In among the crowd, I grab a hold of his hand using it as a leash to pull him close behind me. While we make our way to the bathroom, I pass Derek and give him a wink.

Pulling this stranger into the bathroom after me, I push him up against the wall, hand him his drink and lock the door behind us. He has a quizzical look on his face, but before he even gets a chance to speak I thrust my tongue into his mouth. He doesn’t need a second invitation. His drink slips from his hand, glass smashing on the tile floor. Neither of us cares. His hands are all over me. His lust rising like a desperate heat; there could be an earthquake and he wouldn’t notice. His groping hands pull my dress straps down, exposing my bra-less breasts. His breath is coming in short gasps, like licking me is more important than breathing. He grabs the back of my thighs and wordlessly hoists me up onto the edge of the sink. His attention is momentarily distracted from me as he’s fumbling with the fly on his jeans.

After what seems like forever (my cunt is aching to have this exciting, new cock inside me), he pulls his dick free. It’s rock hard and almost like he’s been waiting for this moment all night. He grabs onto my hair with one hand pulling my head back, tugging hard. And with his other hand he forcefully shoves his hard cock into my sweet, wet pussy. A guttural groan LOUDLY escapes his lips. If I hadn’t been in the middle of my fantasy, I might have been worried if anyone out in the bar heard him. He thrusts into me, groping at my chest, my neck, my mouth. He has smeared my lipstick across my face and is staring at me with half-closed eyes, squinting with pleasure. I have one arm behind me, holding onto the sink; my other hand is wrapped around the back of his neck holding him near. My legs spread open, panties tossed aside, forgotten. I clench my ass in tune to his ever-increasing thrusts. I drive my pelvis forward, our momentum growing together until both of us cry out. His groans are animalistic, barbaric and evidence that he is all about his own pleasure, his own fuck. I love it. My head flies back. I’m actually shrieking when I coat his cock with my cum.

I love the idea of some stranger fucking me like his life depends on it. I fantasize about a man who doesn’t care about my comfort or my orgasm, and just fucks, fucks me hard and fast. During tonight’s fantasy should I imagine it’s you fucking me?

Miss B

Submitted by - Miss B - USA


November 24, 2010

Karen’s Confession

My name is Karen and this is my Interracial Confession:

I’m a 35 year old MWF from a wealthy Boston suburb, married for 8 years, mother of a beautiful 2 1/2 year old boy. Bored out of my mind as husband has never been around the past 3 years due to work, so I spend most of my time at the gym teaching class or working out, and I ended up becoming friends with very muscular, black body builder type, and 6 months ago it became physical… and now it’s a twice weekly event after my early morning class (his apartment, shower / bedroom / shower, and home).

We both know and understand it’s wrong, but my lustful desires to feel his body on mine is hard for me to resist, and he has been talking about wanting to share me with his friend who’s coming to visit for Thanksgiving week. I really don’t know where to turn for the strength to stop as I know it’s so wrong to be cheating on my husband, but the sex is so intense and hard to pass up. I cannot tell you how many times I have laid in the bed going over, how to break the news to my husband. What his reaction would be! The betrayal, mistrust, frustration and most of all silly school girl behavior I have acted upon.

Is losing my partner, hurting my family worth it for great sex? Lord knows I could never tell my friends, they would never let me live this down until the day I die, but I cannot eliminate the fact that when I’m with this man, he makes me feel alive. We do share common interests outside of the bedroom, the conversations last forever and most of all he makes me smile. This is what makes my situation so difficult to walk away from, my husband is a great guy, but the last few years we speak, less and less to each other. Often times when we do go out, we talk about the same things, work, family, and vacations. The chill up my spine is not there anymore, it has been replaced with a kiss on the lips and a hand job before he goes to bed. Having money does complicate things, I’m too old to start over with a younger man and struggle with bills if I did leave my husband. But do I keep denying myself the basic pleasures of being a human being!? Sex is only sex, but sometimes sex can re-charge an old battery which can lead to who knows what!

My name is Karen and this is my interracial confession.






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November 22, 2010

Lost virginty to Hotwife

A submission today from a guy who recounts the day he lost his virginity to a hotwife.


I have been reading stories on here for a while and thought since I have time right now I would tell a little about how I acquired this fetish for other mens wives and girlfriends. I am in my 30’s, in fact, my profile is on AFF. Anyway, I am sure we all have some life experiences that kind of stand out, I have three that I want to tell about, and I will tell the first one here.

When I was in high school I playing some touch football in the street on my block with some of my friends. This guy was out watching us, he lived about 4 houses down from me, and he was about 28. He said if we had room for one more he would like to play, but it was time for some of the guys to head home, two of my friends hung around, and we played catch and talked for a while, he seemed like a pretty cool guy, I think his name was Mike. Me and my friends called it a night and said goodnight to Mike, and headed home ourselves. I would see Mike every now and then, we would play catch, talk about whatever. I started mowing his lawn, and met his girlfriend Katy while I was over there, she was nice, and very pretty, about 26 or so. As I got to know them better, he asked me one time if I had ever smoked pot or got drunk, I said I had before, but it wasn’t a habit. After I finished mowing his lawn one day, we were in the garage putting up the lawn mower and trash can, he handed me a beer. One beer turned into three, and so on until it got into the night, I was drunk, we talked about all sorts of things, drinking, partying, sex, football, you name it. He told me before I went home to feel free to come back anytime.

So, it became a weekly ritual over the summer for me, and two friends, Ron and Jake, to go over there on Saturday night and drink in Mike’s garage, Mike would smoke a joint every now and then, but we didn’t (scared of drug tests). Didn’t really think about it until one night that Katy came out to the garage and asked, “Hey! Are you getting them drunk?” Mike just laughed… She told us, “Alright, if you guys are going to be drinking over here, you need to be smart about it, you need to tell your parents that you are spending the night at a friend’s house, you cannot go home drunk, we don’t want to get in trouble.” So, we started spending the night at their house, it was fun, free beer!

We rarely saw Katy, but when we did, we did like what we saw, she was cute! The first weekend in August is when things changed a bit, it was about 11pm, and she walks out to the garage and picks up a beer and sits on the couch next to Mike, and she said “So, what are you guys talking about?” Ron just started laughing, and Jake and myself just got quiet. Mike said “Well sweetie, we are talking about guy stuff.” Katy asked “What guy stuff?” He said “Well, football, cars, sex..” she quickly replied “I don’t know much about cars or football…” and smiled and took a big drink of her beer. Mike asked us (me and my friends) if we had ever seen a girl’s boobs before, and then he said “and not on tv or porn.” We were silent at first, Ron said that he had, it was a friend of his sister’s that he caught a glimpse of, but that was about it. Mike was laughing, and asked Katy to lift up her shirt. She sharply said “NO!”, and for him to shut up! So we kept drinking and talking, she didn’t leave, we kept talking about things of a sexual nature. Mike asked her again to show us her boobs, this time, she said “Well what do I get out of this?” He said “Well, what do you want?” She said she wanted to see our dicks. We didn’t know what to do, even though we were drunk, that was a pretty big step for us, but, DAMN! we wanted to see her boobies! Ron stood up first, he closed his eyes, and unzipped his pants, and quickly pulled his pants down, and pulled them back up, “WHOA!! WHOA!!” she said “Hold on!, is that how you want me to show you my boobs?” “Well, no..” So, he pulled them down again, for inspection, he had a hard on, was standing at full attention, she just giggled and squealed in approval clapping her hands “More! More! more!” Katy said “Come on guys let me see em..” Damn she was drunk, Mike was just laughing, smoking a joint and drinking about his 12th beer… So, here I go, I pulled my pants down, she was happy at what she saw, and then Jake did the same.

There were three hard dicks right in front of her, Ron was about 5-6 inches, and normal width, Jake was about 7 and a little thicker, I was about 8, maybe a little more, and pretty thick, I said “Okay okay”, and pulled my pants up, so did Ron and Jake. She said “Awww” then Mike said “Alright Katy, a deal is a deal” she said “Hell, I didn’t really think they would do it, but, okay, if you are alright with it” she then lifted up her shirt. Me, Ron, and Jake, were in total amazement, they were beautiful, firm, B, maybe C titties, pink nipples. she asked if we approved and if she could put her shirt back down. Mike said “Why? They’ve already seen em, just take it off?” She looked at him real funny, and he helped her off with her shirt.

She seemed quite drunk, and said “Well, if I am shirtless, they should be pant less, and hell, for that matter, so should you!” At this point, we didn’t know what the hell to do, but we really liked seeing her tits just sitting out there, we were all really hard, so, we started talking and was like, well, if you do, I will, and so on. Then Ron said “If we are going to BE pant less, are you going to take your pants off too?” Mike said “That is a great idea!” Katy squeaked out “What!?!?” Mike then said to Katy “Oh come on, we are just having fun, for the rest of your life you may never have another man in front of you that will ever be as appreciative as these guys are to see you”. She thought about it, and said “Alright”. You could tell she was starting to get a little more bold, but as she got her pants off we were yanking our pants off, she laughed and thought it was cute as to how enthusiastic we all were.

Mike then leant over and whispered something to her, and she just kind of shook her head in disbelief. Mike then asked if we had ever seen a girl have sex, or given or got head or anything? We of course said no, then Jake said “Well, I kind of had sex before” Mike and Katy kind of laughed, then Mike reached over and started playing with Katy’s pussy, she just lay there with her legs open, you could tell she was enjoying it, she closed her eyes. Me and my friends were speechless, just watching, I felt like I could come at any second, Mike was just playing with her. Knowing what I know now, he was just getting her really horny, he wasn’t trying to make her cum or anything. Mike asked her if that felt good, she just kind of sighed. He then motioned for us to come over, we were frozen, Jake finally moved closer. Mike asked him to touch her pussy, and so he did, he stuck his finger inside her, she reached out and grabbed Jake’s dick, and looked at Mike, Mike just smiled. She stroked Jake a few times and he started to come, like within 4 or 5 strokes. She just smiled as he was cumming on her hand and on the floor.

Then me and Ron got up and went over, she reached out to us and grabbed hold of mine first and then started on Ron. Mike told her to go for it, and she leant forward and put her mouth on my dick, and started to suck. It was the best thing ever, I was a little scared, embarrassed, uncertain all at once, I tried to hold out, but I couldn’t and then I came in her mouth, she just held me there in her mouth. I know I came more than I ever had in my life and she was swallowing it all, and while I was coming, I remember Mike telling me enjoy it. It is one of the best feelings I had ever felt. She then replaced me with Ron and did the same with him, she was very horny and there wasn’t any mistaking that when she told Mike “I need some luv’n, let’s go to the bedroom and fuck” He said “Hey, why not right here?” She looked at him and then shrugged her shoulders and started to kiss him. He climbed over on top of her on the couch, kissed her, then kissed down her chest to her tits. Then he continued down, and started to lick her, she was really liking that, he told us to kiss her, and on her titties, while he was doing that, so of course we did. Then she had one hell of an orgasm.

Katy then scooted to the edge of the couch with her legs open, and had me get between her legs on my knees, Mike said “Sweety, do you think I should go get some condoms? She said “Why? These guys are virgins, or at least close enough, I am on birth control, fuck it.” I then started trying to push into her, she looked at me and said, “When you go in, just keep pushing in until you are all the way in.” I pushed forward and I was inside a woman for the first time, it was amazing. I started pulling back and she started to close her eyes and let out noises, she then locked her legs around my back and kept pulling me into her, the further I went the tighter it got and the more noise she made, she started digging her nails into my shoulders, not hard, but I could feel them making impressions. I was finally all the way in, it was tight around the base of my dick. She said to stop in my ear, so I started to pull out, but that is not what she meant, she just wanted to feel me inside her, filling her up. She let her heels loose on my back but kept her legs in the air. I started going back and forth, back and forth, going faster, then slower, I was going all the way in, all the way to my hilt, she seemed to really like that, then harder. She told me to just keep going, “Faster” she said, she told me to tell her when I was ready to come.

About 5 minutes later, I told her I was going to cum, when I told her that, she locked her legs around me again and put her hands on my ass and drove me into her. When I started to cum, she wiggled a bit, then she started to have an orgasm (I think it was more her doing than mine, not self degrading just honest)
when I looked up again she was in this daze, she looked beautiful.

Ron then got down between her legs, and started fucking her, just banging away. He lasted about 4 minutes or so, and he came. Her juices and cum was getting the concrete floor wet. Jake then took his turn, while Jake was fucking her, Mike started kissing her, Jake came inside her and then Mike went around to her legs, he told her to turn over, so she had her knees on the couch, with her ass in the air, and her arms were over the back of the couch. Then he started fucking her, he was pounding her pretty good and she was moaning pretty good. When he was about to cum he turned her around and she took him in her mouth as he came and she held onto the cum and swallowed.

Katy fell back on the couch and let out a sigh, and said “That was hot” and we all sat back and relaxed for a while. After a bit my eyes were drawn back to Katy’s lovely body. I eased up to her and I whispered in her ear “Thank you, this was awesome”. She looked at me, and gave me a slow French kiss, she said, something in a low voice, I didn’t hear her, but she was trying to say it without the other guys hearing, then I noticed they had passed out anyway. She then told me to raise up a little, so I did, then she said something else, something like “lets end this on a high note”, and then she reached back and had a hold of my cock, she said “keep coming forward, right there, no, there, no” Katy kept trying to do something, then, she kind of winced a little and told me she has done this two other times, she said to go easy until I get used to it, so I eased in. Truth be known, I was pretty sore myself, but, you never knew when you would have another opportunity to have sex with a woman again, so, I was a trooper.

It did feel different, and then I realised she had put me in her ass. I started fucking, slow at first, but then I just started to fuck her like I was fucking her pussy, long hard strokes, then faster, she didn’t seem like she was really liking it much, so I asked her if she wanted me to stop, she said, “No, I just want you to cum. I want this to be that night that I remember for the rest of my life and this is the cherry on top.” So I fucked her, harder and harder, pushing as deep as I could go, she was definitely feeling it, when I finally came, I pushed as deep as I could inside her ass, and came, and came, and came, I laid there on top of her with my dick still in her ass, she cooed when I finally stopped cumming, and was still, she reached around, and pulled my arm around her, we laid there very still.

I must have fallen asleep for a while as Mike came over and woke me up, I was still wrapped over Katy. I looked around, Ron and Jake had already left (they told me later that they had tried to wake me up but I didn’t budge), when Mike woke me up, Katy woke up a little, she asked if she could sleep longer, and he said yes, I started to get up, and she said “Where are you going?” she then just grabbed one of my arms and pulled it over her, and went back to sleep, Mike came back out there with a blanket, and looked at me and smiled, I was looking at Katy’s body before the cover went on, she had slight bruises up and down her sides and legs, along with dried cum all down the inside of her legs, the cover then went over her. Mike told me he was going to go play some golf, and he would be back later and we could mow the grass later on that day. I went back to sleep.

When I woke up, Katy was looking at me, and playing with my hair, she kissed me, she asked how I was, I told her I was in heaven, she smiled, she said she was really sore, and she couldn’t believe what she had done last night. It was a truly memorable experience I will never forget.

Submitted by: Beluanocturnus - Amarillo, TX


November 20, 2010

Leslie Croft Interviewed

I’m proud to present today my interview with the very lovely Leslie from Lust Couple who we first introduced to the blog back in September. Leslie is another fine example that every one in this lifestyle has their own unique way of playing it. Thanks for your time with the interview Leslie and for your honest answers. Hope to hear from you again soon.


hotwifeblog: Hey there, welcome to hotwifeblog. Tell us your name?
Leslie: Leslie Croft

hotwifeblog: Where are you from?
Leslie: I was born in Titusville, Florida, but now I’m living just outside Indianapolis, Indiana.

hotwifeblog: What is your age?
Leslie: 36

hotwifeblog: What are your measurements?
Leslie: 36-26-38

hotwifeblog: What is your height?
Leslie: 5′ 6″

hotwifeblog: What colour are your eyes?
Leslie: Hazel

hotwifeblog: Hair colour?
Leslie: Brunette

hotwifeblog: Any piercings or tattoos?
Leslie: Ears, of course, and I’m still pondering a tattoo . . . just can’t decide what/where I want.

hotwifeblog: Describe your personality?
Leslie: I’m usually reserved and polite, but in private, much more daring and assertive, even bitchy at times, but I make it worth your while.

hotwifeblog: What’s your occupation?
Leslie: Graphic designer by day; web mistress by night

hotwifeblog: How did you meet your husband?
Leslie: Believe it or not, we met at a funeral . . . okay, long story

hotwifeblog: LOL… How long have you been married?
Leslie: It will be 18 years in December.

hotwifeblog: Do you think you’ve always had natural hotwife tendencies, the need to be with more than one man or have you adapted your thinking of a relationship from a traditional monogamous one?
Leslie: I’ve adapted my thinking from prior programming, and I’m now comfortable with my varied sexual appetites.

hotwifeblog: How did you get into the hotwife lifestyle?
Leslie: Well, the hubby first suggested it, and I quickly knew that I wanted it, too. It just made sense to me that we should both be honest and open about our sexual interests.

hotwifeblog: Why do you think some men get so excited about seeing their wife or girlfriend with another guy?
Leslie: I don’t know, but I would love to understand that dynamic. At the same time, though, I fully identify with that desire, because I also get off watching hubby with others. I’m just as much of a voyeur as I am an exhibitionist, so I get it.

hotwifeblog: What do you like most about being a hotwife?
Leslie: I always enjoy the excitement of meeting and becoming intimate with new and different people. No matter how many experiences I have, the initial charge of getting naked with strangers never disappoints.

hotwifeblog: How long have you been an active hotwife?
Leslie: 14 years

hotwifeblog: Have you had any previous relationships that allowed you the sexual freedom you have now or were they all monogamous?
Leslie: No, they were all monogamous (and monotonous). I feel very lucky to have such an open, supportive (and submissive) husband.

hotwifeblog: And during those previous monogamous relationships were you tempted to stray or did you cheat at all on your partner?
Leslie: No, I was never tempted, nor did I cheat, but I was pretty young at that time. Eventually, I’m sure I would have certainly been tempted . . . a lot.

hotwifeblog: What type of men do you go for? are attracted to?
Leslie: Confident, fit, self-aware and open-minded guys always catch my eye (or more).

hotwifeblog: Tell us about your first hotwife experience?
Leslie: At my urging, hubby invited a fit black male to our home, and I was completely thrilled to finally live out one of my strongest fantasies. Long story short . . . our house guest spent the night, and I made him breakfast (once I was finished with him, of course).

hotwifeblog: How many lovers have you had since becoming a hotwife?
Leslie: I don’t keep score; too busy playing the game.

hotwifeblog: Do you prefer to see a guy once for sex or have someone regular to build a sexual relationship with?
Leslie: Oh, I don’t know. It just depends on the guy; chemistry is a mysterious thing.

hotwifeblog: Have you ever tried a gangbang?
Leslie: Yes. I love being the center of attention, having so many hands, mouths and cocks at my service.

hotwifeblog: So how many men have you had sex with at one time?
Leslie: Three (so far).

hotwifeblog: Does size matter to you?
Leslie: Yes, there’s a minimum requirement, I suppose, but it’s certainly not the only issue to consider.

hotwifeblog: There is a huge interracial fetish within this lifestyle, do you prefer to date black guys or have no preference on who you play with?
Leslie: For the most part, I really like black guys, but I’m always an equal opportunity enjoyer.

hotwifeblog: Hehe.. Do you like to flirt with men you come across during your everyday life, catch their eye in the street, chat up the guy in the supermarket etc?
Leslie: Yes, I love to come on to men who catch my eye, and I get off on startling and attracting those who consider me “off limits” because I’m married.

hotwifeblog: What clothes do you generally like to wear when you’re on the pull for guys?
Leslie: It depends on the weather, really. If it’s cooler, I usually I like to wear tight sweaters, jeans, and boots. If warmer, I go very skimpy and clingy. I have very pointy, eraser-like nipples, and men say they love to see them through my sheer tops.

hotwifeblog: Do you wear an ankle bracelet?
Leslie: No.

hotwifeblog: What is your favorite sexual act?
Leslie: Wow, that’s a tough one. I’ve found very little that I don’t enjoy, but if I had to choose one act, I would have to say sucking cock, preferably two or more simultaneously. And I love to deepthroat (practice makes perfect).

hotwifeblog: Any fetishes you are into?
Leslie: I love fucking others with strapons . . . hubby, other males, other women, doesn’t matter.

hotwifeblog: Do you find most of your lovers and sexual partners through the Internet, being out on the pull or through friends?
Leslie: Hubby helps locate them for me via the internet, usually. Trolling for strange cock in bars and clubs is a favorite hobby of mine, too.

hotwifeblog: How do you find other females treat you when they know about your lifestyle? Is there any envy, jealousy, wishing they could have your lifestyle? any negative feelings towards you?
Leslie: I tend to keep it secret from my female friends, but I’m sure most would be envious toward my freedom.

hotwifeblog: When you have a date, does your husband participate sexually with you, watch you play or leave you alone with your lover?
Leslie: Depends on my mood; he’s usually involved either directly or indirectly. If nothing else, I tend to keep him around to serve as a bar tender, towel boy or fluffer.

hotwifeblog: Which of the above do you prefer when you’re with your lover, your husband participating? have him watch you? or be alone with your date for some privacy?
Leslie: I prefer with hubby participating but I find it exciting to have him watch and/or cater to my lover and me, too.

hotwifeblog: How often are you sexually active with your husband?
Leslie: Almost daily. What can I say? I’m a woman in my thirties, lol.

hotwifeblog: Do you ever compare your husband’s performance to any of the other men you’ve slept with?
Leslie: Maybe if I were to meet a lover horribly lacking, sure, but generally no. It’s all good.

hotwifeblog: Do you think you’d ever be able to go back to a normal monogamous relationship if your husband ever suggested it?
Leslie: Spiritually and emotionally, we are monogamous, so the question really doesn’t seem to capture our relationship. I can’t imagine limiting myself to just one lover, though, no.

hotwifeblog: Are you dominant or submissive at all?
Leslie: I enjoy both, depending on my mood and the situation.

hotwifeblog: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex?
Leslie: I love both but prefer giving.

hotwifeblog: Do you spit or swallow?
Leslie: Swallow.

hotwifeblog: Have you ever received a creampie from a lover?
Leslie: No, but I love the feel of hot cum on my skin and face and I’m very interested in exploring a bukkake experiences in the future.

hotwifeblog: Does your husband like to have sex with you just after you’ve been with someone else?
Leslie: Yes, definitely . . . before, during and after.

hotwifeblog: What’s your biggest fantasy?
Leslie: Meeting a stranger or two in a bar, fucking him/them and then coming home to tell hubby about all my fun. Lately, I’ve also harbored the fantasy of hooking up alone, then calling hubby to let him listen while a stranger fucks me.

hotwifeblog: Since having your website, have you ever been recognized by anyone who knew you were a hotwife?
Leslie: Yes, a local school board member and scout leader who said he admired the site a great deal. I was a bit nervous about his discovery at first, but I’ve seen him several times since, and I really enjoy our dirty little secret now.

hotwifeblog: What hobbies do you have outside of the lifestyle?
Leslie: Cooking, reading, dancing, gardening and writing.

hotwifeblog: What advice would you give to couples thinking of trying out the hotwife and swinging lifestyle?
Leslie: Communicate honestly, frequently and without fear of hurt feelings.

hotwifeblog: Tell us about the treats we can find by joining your website?
Leslie: Lots of fetish fun (strapons, cuckoldry, smothering) and a healthy dose of interracial content.

hotwifeblog: What plans do you have for your website for the future?
Leslie: We just celebrated the site’s third anniversary, so that’s an appropriate questions. We tend to take it year-by-year and will continue as long as it’s a fun and a worthwhile means of personal expression. I’m hoping to add more gangbang and bi MMF or MMFF content as time and opportunities allow.

hotwifeblog: What are your plans for the future regarding your lifestyle?
Leslie: Enjoying the company of long-time friends and meeting more as we progress.



November 18, 2010

Shy wife’s first time

A True Story submission today from a Mr. K about his wife Karen’s first time with another man.


My wife Karen and I have been married for 9 years, and have three kids. Karen is a short 5′ 1″, slim, has an attractive face, short brunette hair, and smallish tits with magnificent large, puffy nipples. She’s fairly reserved, especially about sex. It’s not that Karen doesn’t enjoy it, she does, she’s just not comfortable talking about it. She claims to have no sexual fantasies, and outside of breathing heavily, makes little sound while we’re having sex, which is maybe once or twice a month since the kids came. Keeping these facts in mind, consider what happened to us last Friday night.

My longtime best friend Kirk stopped over for a few days on his way to California. Karen and I decided to send the kids to the grandparents Friday night, mix up some margaritas poolside, and catch up on old times with our friend. We got into our swimsuits, put on some music, and cranked up the blender.

Within a couple hours, Karen was feeling no pain (read that ‘getting pretty drunk’), and suddenly announced we were doing shots (this from someone who has maybe one glass of wine every two months). She cut up some limes, grabbed the salt, and brought out the Patron Silver. Somewhere around the fifth or sixth shot I wasn’t surprised to catch Kirk staring at Karen’s tits straining against her thin bikini top - they were hard to miss. What I was surprised by was the fact it really turned me on. I had never given anything like that a thought.

Wanting to explore these feelings, I suggested we do some body shots, much to Kirk’s delight, but not so much Karen’s. Even hammered, it took some cajoling to get her to lay down on the table, but it quickly became obvious she seriously enjoyed Kirk slurping tequila from her navel - her face flushed bright red, and her nipples threatened to pop her top.

When Kirk excused himself to go take a leak, it was my turn. As I leaned down for the drink, I slipped a couple fingers past her bikini bottom, and into what felt like warm pudding. Even aroused, it always takes a healthy dollop of KY to penetrate Karen, and I was floored (and stimulated) by how incredibly turned-on she was. Before I could say a word, Kirk was coming through the door and I quickly pulled out my fingers, but clearly not fast enough, judging by the open-mouthed expression on Kirk’s face. After a second of silence, Karen burst out laughing. All I could think to say was “I was looking for my car keys,” (a pretty good adlib, considering my state at the time). Kirk’s reply was, “Thanks for torturing me, I haven’t even seen one of those for over four years” (since his divorce). We all laughed, but it was a little uncomfortable, to say the least. At that point I had to slip away to the bathroom myself, not only to take a leak, but to wait for my erection to subside. It took awhile as I couldn’t quit thinking of how horny Karen was, and what kind of fun we were going to have later. I also couldn’t stop thinking of Kirk seeing Karen’s snatch, and again, this thought excited me to no end. I forced myself to quit thinking about it so I could get back.

Back on the patio I found Kirk sitting at the table watching Karen snore in a drunken sleep. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that my fantasized sex-fest probably wasn’t going to happen. I slipped a lounge pillow under Karen’s head and sat down and chatted with my friend. I was still embarrassed and apologized to Kirk for making him feel uncomfortable by what he’d seen. He laughed and replied that it was the “closest thing to sex” he’d experienced in years, then added, “And if you cover that, I swear I’ll kill you.” It took me a second to figure out what he was talking about until I followed his gaze to Karen’s crotch in front of him, and the fuzzy, plump labia protruding from the edge of her bikini. Evidently her suit caught in her crack when I pulled my fingers out - it had been staring Kirk in the face from about a foot away. I jumped up to cover her, but again felt the thrill of my wife’s sexuality on display, and changed my mind. “Hell, it’s not like I get to see it that often either,” I said as I sat back down. Kirk gave me the thumbs up, and for the next hour we drank and traded stories of sexual frustration while staring at my shy wife’s cunt.

After another hour and too many drinks we were both sitting there in a quiet stupor. Watching Kirk staring at Karen’s crotch, there was no doubt he was thinking the same thing I was. I suddenly decided to do what I had been sitting there fantasizing about: I reached over and picked up the knife we were cutting limes with and carefully cut the strap on Karen’s top, freeing her jutting nipples. Kirk sat up, eyes the size of saucers. I then reached down and cut the side straps on her bikini bottom and peeled down the piece of fabric, exposing what at that moment was the most beautiful cunt I’d ever laid eyes on, even if I had seen it a thousand times before. I took my chair and admired my handiwork. We both sat there without saying a word for probably 20 minutes, staring at my wife’s beautiful body, watching the rise and fall of her round belly and the gentle swaying of her fat, towering nipples. When he finally spoke, Kirk said, “Now, this is worse than torture.” That’s when I excused myself and went to bed. Yes, I really did.

I left because as I watched Kirk look upon my prim and proper wife’s naked body, I realized at that drunken moment that all I wanted was to watch him fuck her, and that wasn’t going to happen with me sitting there. Adding to this bizarre desire, was the knowledge that from childhood, Kirk always had the biggest dick of any of us guys, and the thought that it was mere inches from my wife’s naked cunt, excited me to no end. I was banking that my sexually frustrated and extremely drunk friend would be unable to resist the naked feast laying in front of him. As for my wife, I was too excited to even consider what her reaction might be if he did - I was pretty certain she was too drunk to wake up, let alone care, if he did actually touch her.

After taking a leak and setting the coffeemaker, I went into our bedroom and to the window. I pulled the curtain aside and peered out to patio. As my eyes adjusted, my heart jumped into my throat - not only was Kirk standing over my wife with his fingers in her snatch, but Karen had her legs open wide, and her right hand was rapidly pumping Kirk’s swaying fat cock. She was definitely awake, and apparently no less horny. As I watched the incredible scene unfolding not more than six feet in front of me, I couldn’t believe this woman was my wife - someone who’s idea of wild sex is leaving the lights on. Karen turned her head and pulled Kirk’s cock into her mouth. As I watched the same wife who hadn’t given me oral sex since our first child was born, sucking a man’s cock like a whore possessed, I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy. After a minute or two, Kirk pulled away and climbed onto the table, turning Karen over onto her hand and knees, then moving behind her where he slowly pressed the bulbous head of his penis into that familiar place I knew so well. Karen let out a gasp as he worked it into her.

My thoughts at that point were so surreal: Three times I had deposited my seed in that place and three times I had celebrated as I watched my children slide through those same swollen lips. Hell, just a few nights ago I was pumping that cunt as Karen quietly waited for me to finish, as usual. Now I was watching my best friend slide his fat penis into my quiet, reserved wife who was at this point grunting loud enough to wake the whole neighborhood. Unreal doesn’t begin to describe what I was witnessing.

As Kirk sunk to his balls into Karen, she shuddered and moaned, loudly begging him to fuck her (I’d never even heard her use the word before). I slid the window open a bit so I could hear the slurping sounds as Kirk pumped his cock in and out of her. Suddenly, his whole body stiffened and Karen’s legs started quivered uncontrollably, as he appeared to pump wave after wave of semen into her. After several minutes he pulled out, and I watched a thick rope of cum ooze from my wife’s slick, quivering snatch. My knees buckled and I sat down on the bed, trying to catch my breath.

As I pulled off my swimsuit to get into bed before my wife came in, I was surprised to find I had ejaculated without even touching myself - no wonder I couldn’t stand. I got beneath the covers just as Karen staggered through the door and into bed, obviously too drunk and exhausted to even think about showering. For a few minutes she lay still beside me, and I assumed she had fallen asleep. A heavy smell of sex filled the air as I tried to process what the hell had just happened. I was contemplating slipping into the bathroom to relieve myself (again?) and clean up when I felt a hand slide across my stomach, down to my sticky crotch, and grasp my gooey, erect member.

Neither of us said anything as Karen slowly pumped my cock. She then leaned over and reeking of booze, whispered in my ear, “Baby, I hope you have more where that came from.” She straddled me and guided my throbbing cock into her slimy heat. I lasted all of about a minute before the incredible sensation of sliding in a hot cum-filled cunt triggered the longest, hardest orgasm I’ve ever experienced.

Minutes late we were both fast asleep, at least until 5 AM when I awoke to Karen sucking my cock to erection, just before she slid on for another juicy ride - one of six (seven?) that weekend.

I learned Saturday that it had been Karen who woke to find herself naked, and Kirk sitting beside her masturbating. It turns out it was quiet, shy, reserved Karen who grabbed my friend’s cock and started the whole thing - I would have never believed it.

To say that night altered Karen’s sexuality would be a huge understatement. While she enjoys fantasizing about it, so far we have not included anyone else in our lovemaking. We are, however, both very much looking forward to Kirk’s visit next month!

Submitted by: Mr.K Phoenix


November 16, 2010

Bulls invited by Daisy

A quick video clip today. Watch the nervousness of two people thrown together for the first time knowing that they are about to fuck. It’s a wonderful social experiment to watch. And the sex that comes afterwards is a bonus to all that build up.

Here Daisy’s initial conversation with one of her random fuck’s David. He soon overcame his nerves and fucked Daisy good and proper.

You can write to Daisy herself via her website if you see yourself as a potential Bull.

You can see some of the pictures of Daisy and David here

See Daisy being a Slut Girlfriend Here


November 14, 2010

Meet Lindsay

A new introduction today from a hot girlfriend from Florida.

This is my first time ever submitting ANYTHING like this online. I have been with my boyfriend for a little over 4 years now and we are VERY happy together. I am seriously the luckiest girl in the world because my boyfriend LOVES it when I fuck other men. He practically BEGS me to find men to fuck. I have fucked his best friend half a dozen times already and he gets so hard when I tell him how good it felt when he was pounding my pussy into the ground.

I had hooked up with random guys before ever dating my boyfriend but now fucking other men is even more exciting because I know how much my boyfriend loves it. It’s almost a challenge. He hasn’t been fortunate enough to watch me be fucked and sucked by other men yet but many times when they are fucking me, I will secretly call him so he can listen in. The other men NEVER know that I do this (not even his best friend).

I LOVE having my pussy stretched, fucked, sucked and cummed in by as many different men as possible. Every man has their own style of fucking and it’s always nice riding a new and different cock. My FAVORITE part is when they collapse on my chest after they’ve squirted deep inside of me. I let them sleep for a bit but then I wake them so I can get on with my “housewife” duties of cooking, cleaning, laundry etc. I LOVE being a slut and I wouldn’t want it any other way.




November 12, 2010

Marion A Doggers Dream

Incredible Euro hotwife Marion has been in touch again with some pictures and a recent tale. She decided to head to a popular area for Doggers local to her, she laid out a blanket and start to strip. It wasn’t long before one guy came along which she promptly gave some oral attention to. After fucking him for a while two other guys appeared and watched from a distance until she waved them over to let them have her too. The afternoon ended with Marion getting covered in 3 loads of strangers cum.

This cum drinking wife is a true slut in every sense of the word. You can find more of her pics on hotwife blog by searching for ‘Marion’ in the search box above.

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