November 30, 2012

Lola Interviewed

Here’s an interview with a very interesting Hotwife who I’ve been chatting to lately. She’s been busy having lots of fun with guys and writing her exploits on a blog ‘The Trials and Tribulations of Life with a Nymphomaniac’ Sounds like an amazing life… It’s great to know you Lola.

Lola’s also on hotwife hub - profile here - make sure you log in and say hi!


hotwifeblog: Hiya Lola, thanks for doing the Hotwife Blog interview. Tell us where you’re from?
Lola: East US

hotwifeblog: What is your age?
Lola: Timeless! – Forever 25.

hotwifeblog: Hair colour?
Lola: Dark

hotwifeblog: Any piercings or tattoos?
Lola: Ears, nose and none

hotwifeblog: Describe your personality?
Lola: Always ready, always eager, never satisfied.

hotwifeblog: What’s your occupation?
Lola: Sexuality counselor, muse.

hotwifeblog: How did you meet your boyfriend?
Lola: Teacher’s pet.

hotwifeblog: How long have you been together?
Lola: Feels like three days. . . under water. No, seriously.

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?
Lola: The latter. Despite what HH says, being with him has vastly expanded my horizons - among other things ;)

hotwifeblog: How did you get into the hotwife lifestyle?
Lola: Thinking, watching, trying, repeat.

hotwifeblog: Was this lifestyle choice first suggested by your boyfriend? How did it make you feel – the thought of embarking of a life having sex with men outside of your relationship?
Lola: It was a mutual fantasy that surfaced between us in bed. And it’s exciting!

hotwifeblog: Why do you think some men get so excited about seeing their wife or girlfriend with another guy?
Lola: Because actually wanting women to experience pleasure for themselves is taboo, unfortunately, and therefore appealing. [Note from HH – I find other guys finding my gf incredibly attractive makes her even more attractive. And seeing her seduce them seduces me all the more.]

hotwifeblog: What do you like most about being a hotwife?
Lola: Cock!

hotwifeblog: How long have you been an active hotwife?
Lola: 2 years.

hotwifeblog: Have you had any previous relationships that allowed you the sexual freedom you have now or were they all monogamous?
Lola: Monogamous. Shmonogamous.

hotwifeblog: And during those previous monogamous relationships were you tempted to stray or did you cheat at all on your partner?
Lola: Yes and yes.

hotwifeblog: Would you call yourself an exhibitionist?
Lola: Yes!

hotwifeblog: What type of men do you go for? What are attracted to?
Lola: Strong, older, young looking, Dads, multitalented in bed and elsewhere. The roar of a four-stroke is always a turn-on.

hotwifeblog: Tell us about your first hotwife experience?
Lola: In a car, two men and me, cops show up. No biggie lol

hotwifeblog: How many lovers have you had since becoming a hotwife?
Lola: Not enough

hotwifeblog: Do you prefer to see a guy once for sex or have someone regular to build a sexual relationship with?
Lola: Guy? I want to see his cock – frequently!

hotwifeblog: Have you ever tried a gangbang?
Lola: Honey, I’ll try anything thrice.

hotwifeblog: How many men have you had sex with at one time?
Lola: Where’s the shout out for the ladies?

hotwifeblog: Does size matter to you?
Lola: Meters or feet, it better be fucking BIG!

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?
Lola: No preference. Every single one must simply respect women at heart, understand “no” and be game to please!

hotwifeblog: 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?
Lola: What fun would everyday life be otherwise?

hotwifeblog: What clothes do you generally like to wear when you’re on the pull for guys?
Lola: Must I wear clothes?

hotwifeblog: Do you find most of your lovers and sexual partners through the Internet, being out on the pull or through friends?
Lola: All of the above.

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?
Lola: Nah. I’m usually fucking them too.

hotwifeblog: When you have a date, does your boyfriend participate sexually with you, watch you play or leave you alone with your lover?
Lola: All of the above.

hotwifeblog: Which of the above do you prefer when you’re with your lover, your boyfriend participating? have him watch you? or be alone with your date for some privacy?
Lola: I like it when he’s taking pics of me to put on the blog.

hotwifeblog: How often are you sexually active with your boyfriend?
Lola: As much as he can handle *not enough*.

hotwifeblog: Do you ever compare your boyfriend’s performance to any of the other men you’ve slept with?
Lola: Frequently, but the list is far too long to go through each time.

hotwifeblog: Do you think you’d ever be able to go back to a normal monogamous relationship if your boyfriend ever suggested it?
Lola: This was, in part, his fucking idea.

hotwifeblog: Are you dominant or submissive at all?
Lola: Submissive when he is feeding me his cock. Dom, when I’m wearing mine.

hotwifeblog: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex?
Lola: Too difficult a question to answer.

hotwifeblog: Do you spit or swallow?
Lola: I prefer it all over my face.

hotwifeblog: Have you ever received a creampie from a lover?
Lola: Just one?

hotwifeblog: What’s your biggest fantasy?
Lola: I’m hoping it will come true in the next two weeks, so I don’t wanna jinx it by telling! Stay tuned on the blog and see if you can guess what it is.

hotwifeblog: Tell us about one of your recent hotwife experiences?
Lola: Martini, mustang, minidress. Enough said.

hotwifeblog: What advice would you give to couples thinking of trying out the hotwife and swinging lifestyle?
Lola: Communicate openly and seriously ask yourselves what your level of trust is. Respect one another’s autonomy and emphasize equality, even if it looks like something superfreaky. Be safe, and have fun.



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Interview by: Trash


November 28, 2012

Gina takes on 2 cocks

Here’s some pics of lucious Gina Monelli taking on 2 cocks. She is one hell of a hotwife hottie. More please soon Gina!

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Hotwife Blog Profile - Gina Monelli

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November 26, 2012

Curious about sharing

A very interesting submission sent in from a Florida wife who needs some help and support from us lifestylers to take her first steps into it.

Curious about wife sharing

I am 35, 5’4”, 130 pounds, shoulder length light brown hair, 34B-30-35, two children, married to my one and only best friend. He is a wonderful partner, provider and father. I was his first (damn near had to rape him, this after four months of dating) and he knows about six lovers (two in high school) I had before we met at the start of our junior year in college. There are times when I wish I wasn’t as honest, well at least not as detailed, when he asked about my previous sex partners. The truth is that my loving, attentive and loyal husband is the best lover I’ve known with no close second but not the best sexual partner I’ve had. He just doesn’t have the “package” to compare to four of the men I had, or had me, whatever. I keep telling him it doesn’t matter. It’s him I so truly love, and will forever.

I am a part-time and substitute elementary school teacher, he is his company’s comptroller. We do our best to look our best for each other, which includes keeping our bodies fit and as trim as can be. But with soccer and dance classes and a lovely home to keep, this on top of the stresses and pressures of managing the growth of his company and its subsidiaries, our sex life has become more nurturing than exciting. His job requires frequent out-of-town travel, often three and more days. That means telephone sex most every night he is away, and we both masturbate. He knows that I use my vibrator but what he didn’t know until three months ago was that I have a solid latex dildo that is 4 inches longer and twice as thick as he is when fully hard, and that right after we end our telephone sex and say good night, I bite on a towel so that my moans and groans do not wake the children as I work my “secret friend” in and out of my pussy, the one I hid at the back of my undies drawer, until I have the kind of powerful orgasms I’ve never had within.

While in New York City he did some shopping at an upscale lingerie shop, then planned to surprise me by placing the sexy, lacy things he bought in my drawer and letting me just discover them, but the surprise was on him. That’s how he discovered my “secret friend.” That night in bed he asked me about it, more about why I felt that I had to hide it from him than why I needed it. He felt threatened, still, I was honest with him about “size,” which for me had more to do with girth than length. I tried to convince him that I didn’t “need” it and that it was merely a play-thing to enjoy when he was away. To my surprise and glee my honesty turned him on, to the point that he wanted me to show him. He got so incredibly excited hearing my moans and seeing my facial expressions as he sat on his heels between my legs watching it stretch and fill my pussy that he shot his load the minute my body bucked and trembled to the powerful orgasm I gave myself. He appreciated the fact that I hid this only because I was afraid of hurting his feelings, still, from that point on we renewed our vow to not keep secrets from each other.

One night about three months or so after we added this new “twist” that added so much needed energy and passion to our love life, as I lie over him with his cock in my mouth as he stroked “our” huge dildo in and out of me wile licking my engorged clitty (his very favorite position) we he had simultaneous, really powerful orgasms. Then as we snuggled in each other’s arms, with our heads on the same pillow and savored the afterglow, he said that it excited him to fantasize that he watched another man’s cock go in and out of my pussy. This fantasy took seed the very first time he watched me use it. It steadily got so that I had the dildo in me much more often than his cock. This seed grew and grew as he took to using it on me, and especially so when he began to lick me at the same time. Now it was my time to feel threatened. He asked me if I fantasized about having sex with other men. I said not with other men, just the one man — one of our son’s soccer coaches. He was also married but she liked the way he looked at her. It was obvious to only them that they were attracted to each other but could not possibly go beyond that bit of discreet flirtation. He wasn’t at all handsome but he was fit and athletic, and she definitely liked the bulge she saw in gym shorts. I admitted that I sometimes fantasized about him while working my dildo but fantasy was fantasy, and would remained such. I had my man and loved him to pieces, and that was that.

Just three days later I noticed that he paid as much attention to the coach as he did the game. That alone intrigued me. Did he actually want to watch me have sex with him? To be honest that thought both threatened and excited me. The answer came that same night. He said that he did some research online and discovered that many happily married couples had sex with others. Some were into swinging, some were into cuckolding, and some were into wife sharing. Then he described the difference between the three. He wasn’t at all interested in having another woman but the thought of watching her have a go with the soccer coach excited him. So that became our mutual fantasy. I was quite vocal as I pretended to be having sex with him as my husband licked my pussy while stretching and filling it with the dildo, and it was great! REALLY great!

We have talked about this a lot, from just about every angle. While my husband has convinced me that he truly wants this to happen he does not pressure. This is something we would do as a team, for the both of us, with the emphasis on “us.” We have even agreed to some loose parameters – what be both could and could not handle, beginning with the fact that there is no way I could have sex with another with him right there watching. I would be much too inhibited for that and if ever I could get myself to do if, and that was a big IF, it would be to try it one time and decide where to go from there. That would be my decision and he would have to fully and sincerely accept it.

I have not decided yet but, to be honest, I have transitioned from NO WAY to MAYBE. We have a comfy, nicely furnished rec room in our basement. The plan that I am leaning toward to make this wife sharing thing happen—if I decide to do it — would be to ask the coach, who makes air conditioning and heating service call, to stop by to check something out in our heating system, which is in the basement, and once there let him know that my husband is out of town and the kids were in school, and that gave us a couple hours alone — to do whatever we wanted. Purely on “possibility” my husband built a small tool closet against the wall facing the rec room, especially the couch, and then installed an ornately framed 3’x4’ Budweiser poster that was actually a one-way mirror through which the manager could keep an eye on things in his bar, and a door with a lock (supposedly to prevent our kids from touching power tools and such) but in reality provided him a secret and unobstructed view.

Everything is ready – but me. My husband loves and respects me, we are married forever. I have read many letters in forums and such submitted by husbands who share their wives, as well as letters written by wives who have been shared. They are mostly but not all positive. Most say that this makes them more secure and closer than ever. Some say that it had damaged their relationships, mostly by not sticking to the “rules,” so to speak. So much of me all but begs to have an uninhibited go with the coach and yet something I just cannot put my finger on holds me back.

I’m wondering if there and wives out there (husbands too) who have found or find themselves in my situation and what they do about it.

Submitted by: thumper1212 - Florida


November 24, 2012

Carly abducted

Here’s another gallery from a very good friend of mine. UK hotwife and self confessed slut Carly G.

She organised a fantasy abduction with 4 guys, the guys took her randomly when she was on her way to a party, completely unexpected. Each guy took their turn in feeding her their cock, fucking Carly and emptying their balls inside her. And the end of the session her pussy was a messy, creampied state. She loved every minute of it. Her husband was in on the whole thing and was on hand to take videos and pictures.

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November 22, 2012

Pregnancy Risk Fucking

Cuckold Place Update

Pregnancy Risk Fucking

I’ve read many posts that fantasize about the wife intentionally getting pregnant, sometimes they get out of control, with 50 anonymous black guys banging the wife and crap like that. I think a lot of them are 99% testosterone induced bullshit by some guy typing with one hand and wanking with the other.

We’ve actually dabbled around this subject though, and I wonder how many others actually tread a little closer to the edge, like we have done.

My wife isn’t on birth control due to the side effects. She’s 40 and isn’t ready to forego the chance of future children, so surgery isn’t an option yet. In the meantime, careful scheduling and/or condoms dictate when she goes “au natural”. Not only with me, but with anyone else she sees.

Here’s the rub, she loves bareback, and she doesn’t have much self discipline, and doesn’t exercise the best judgement when she’s had a few drinks and her hormones are raging. She’s seen a couple of guys regularly over the past few years, and so far she’s been pretty good about using protection when she’s close to ovulation. However, I’ve noticed that once or twice she really pushed it, and allowed the last guy to go bareback a few times that she really shouldn’t have. She never said anything, but I know she was on pins and needles for a couple weeks afterward.

This really cranked up my imagination, and I found myself caught in a very titillating fear/dread/lust zone of; 1) hoping she would fuck bareback, 2) fantasizing that she might get pregnant, and 3) dreading that she would get pregnant! I even found myself fantasizing that the guy would catch on to the situation, and do everything in his power to encourage or coerce her into letting him skip the condom. (Don’t get me started on the “blackmail her into getting pregnant” fantasy LOL)

I know for a fact that when she is really worked up, a guy can rub the tip of his cock up and down her slit, and after enough time she’ll rock her hips and take it in… knowing full well the risk she is taking, but at the same time being too horny to care! I know, because she’s done it with me, more than once. Another guy that she is attracted to could just as easily get her to do it.

Well, one of the things I/we enjoy is having sex immediately after she returns home from an encounter. That’s how I discovered that she had pushed things and taken her chances going bareback a couple of times. Later, with some prodding and questioning, I found out that she had gone bareback on a few other occasions, but hadn’t allowed them to complete themselves inside her. Apparently she only slips up on those occasions when she’s very horny and had a few too many drinks.

For those that haven’t been in that situation, it’s difficult to explain the cauldron of emotions that one experiences thinking about impregnation while she’s out with someone else. You know she’s lost control before. You wonder if she will again, maybe even if tonight might be the night. On top of the usual anticipation, those thoughts can set your mind reeling. Alone at the house, with nothing but your imagination to keep you company, it’s all too easy to fantasize about what might happen, or what is happening. Back to the fear/dread/lust dilemma! I find myself thinking, sometimes even hoping, that she will go bareback, and let him finish inside.

I check her ovulation calendar while she is out and ironically, the closer it is to her ovulation, the more I find myself wishing that he finds a way to get her to drop her defences. Then I think about the fact that she could actually conceive in the next few days from the seed swimming inside her when she gets home, and my blood runs cold. Walking that fine line is an incredible rush, for sure.

On more than several occasions we’ve fallen asleep together with my hand on her soft belly, with me imagining what might be happening at that very moment, as a result of her spreading her legs for someone else only a few hours earlier.

Are there others out there that have wives who take similar pregnancy risks…? I mean real, not fantasyland, where she’s really NOT on B.C. and still has bareback encounters with another man?

You can see read some more reponses to this subject here

By: Palm Coast Couple


November 20, 2012

Blog Competition

I’ve decided to run a little competition on the blog. I’m giving away a free lifetime VIP membership to HotwifeHub. VIP Hub members get access to the chat rooms and IM on the Hub as well as access to all the hotwife and cuckold movies on the site.

To win this amazing prize you have to submit a blog piece to Hotwife Blog. The submission can be a story, an experience, or an article on the lifestyle itself. I will choose the winner on Tuesday 4th December and the winning post will be published on the blog that day.

Fill in the form here to submit your piece

Be sure to include the words “Blog Competition” at the top of your post. You can also include a picture if you wish.

Good luck and for those of you not on Hotwife Hub, get over there now and join in all the fun!

Your Webmaster, Trash

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November 18, 2012

Diary of a slut wife

Black Bachelor Diary Update

Diary Of A Slut Wife

I love sex and have it as often as I can, but it’s sometimes only once or twice a week with my Husband so I often go out looking for cock. I’m white/ 5′4”, 138lbs, 36C, long, dark-brown hair, and brown eyes. Below are some pictures from a recent encounter with a black guy I met in a hotel which went on the Black Bachelor website. I loved the feeling of his massive cock and him emptying his balls inside me. But what I wanted to tell you was one of my most slutty yet, I didn’t get any pictures of it but I thought it still had to be told.

It was a beautiful Friday evening when I got home from work. I was horny, as usual. I went to my bedroom and took off all my clothes. I opened my nightstand drawer and pulled out my favorite vibrator. I was able to bring myself to an orgasm in about five minutes.

It feels great, but I still always love a good stiff one in me. I showered and prepared to go out for the night to get in some fun. I decided to head to an adult video store for my first time. I was anxious to see what these “Video Stores” were all about though, so I dressed in some sexy clothes and headed out for the night.

Wearing a halter top, and a miniskirt, with no bra or underwear, I entered the store. There must have been 7-10 guys browsing through the magazine racks. All of the magazines had “graphic” types of pictures on them, such as women with “big tits”, some with “milking breasts”, others being fucked in the ass, some being gang-banged, and lesbian. I browsed through a few, and then decided that I should go in the back to see some “movies”. As I walked up to the counter to get some quarters for the machines, I couldn’t help notice all of the toys (dildos, creams, games, inflatable dolls) that were in the glass counter. After getting 5 dollars worth of quarters, I stepped into the back.

Walking down a narrow aisle about 10 feet long, I came upon 3 bulletin boards that listed the movies along with some pictures and the number of the booth that they were being shown in. Walking down the 3-4 aisles, I finally came to one of the booths that had a movie that I had chosen to watch. I entered the dark booth and somehow found the slot to put the quarters in. This movie showed a girl with two guys, she was on her knees sucking one guy’s dick while the other was fucking her from behind. After a couple minutes of fucking and sucking them, they climbed up on to the couch.

With the first guy lying down, she slowly sat on him, guiding his dick into her pussy. Once again they started fucking. The other guy walked up and started to rub Vaseline all over his dick and started to play with her ass. About that time the movie stopped, I had to put in more quarters. As the movie resumed, the camera zoomed in to a close-up shot of the first guy’s dick sliding in and out of the lady’s pussy. After a couple more minutes the second guy decided to mount the girl. Continuing the close up shot, the 2nd guy slipped his dick into her ass. Even though it was thoroughly lubricated, it took some time before he finally had it stuffed all the way up her ass. I love anal sex, so this was turning me on. After a couple minutes, the movie ended and instead of putting in more quarters, I left the booth to find another one.

I quickly found another booth and inserted a couple quarters, this second movie showed a guy fucking a woman in the ass, nothing special until he pulled out, I couldn’t believe the size of his dick. It must have been 13 inches long (found out later that he was John Holmes) after a few minutes the girl started to suck his dick. Of course because of his size she couldn’t take all of him, but she was trying. Watching her trying to deep throat this “horse” made me all excited. I lifted my skirt and started to play with myself. I leaned back against the wall. I had my other hand behind me to keep my balance and started to get lower to the floor. Suddenly, I couldn’t believe it, I felt something hard and warm, through the darkness. I looked back and down, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. A hole had been cut out of the wall, and sticking through it was a man’s dick. This dick was about standing at attention, 7″ long and very thick.

After some hesitation, I started to play with his dick, running my fingers up and down the length. I turned around and slowly started to lick and fondle the shaft, feeling the veins and licking his hairy balls. To my surprise I started to get excited and slowly started to suck his dick. At first, I could hardly swallow him. The head was almost as large as my fist, and eventually could only take about 3 inches of him. But then I had a better idea, getting up, I pressed my ass against the wall, feeling the dick slide between my legs. Letting the head brush up against my pussy but, not letting it enter me. I reached behind me and slowly guided this “strange dick” towards the slit of my pussy. Although my pussy was wet and slippery, at first I could take only a couple inches. As I slowly started to thrust back and forth though, he gradually filled me completely. He soon started to pump me fast and furious. Fortunately, I can’t get pregnant, since I soon felt this “strange dick” pump his cum into my pussy. After a couple of minutes he slowly slipped out of my pussy and I quickly cleaned up.

As I left the booth, I noticed that there were several men hanging in the aisle. Walking past the booth where the strange dick had been, I noticed that the door was open and apparently the guy had left. As I came to the end of the fourth aisle, there were some stairs leading downstairs. Climbing down the stairs, once again I came upon some more movie “booths” along with the bulletin boards, describing the type of movies, etc. Pausing for a moment to choose a couple movies, I walked down a couple aisles to look for them. Near the end of one of the aisles, I entered a booth. This booth was much larger than the first two and in fact had a chair in it that I could sit in.

As I inserted quarters into the movie, I quickly glanced at the walls and noticed that this one also had holes cut into the sides of the booth. After a couple of minutes I took the initiative and approached the wall, and peering through the hole I could see that someone was looking at me. Feeling excitement, I moved my top and pressed my nipple into the opening and quickly felt a tongue licking and sucking my tit. Pulling gently he managed to squeeze a little of my breast through the hole and continued to suck on it. Feeling my legs starting to get tired I stood up and sat in the chair. The guy in the next booth whispered through the hole that he wanted to join me. I whispered back that it would be O.K. I opened my door and my heart started to beat madly, but I anxiously waited.

When this guy entered the room, he did not say a word but quickly knelt before me and slowly lifted my skirt and started to suck on my pussy. Feeling the pleasure of the tongue on my clit felt so good to me. Suddenly he stood and opened the door, fearing that he was leaving, I started to get up when I realized that he was letting in another person. He assured me that everything was o.k. and that I could quit whenever I wanted to. I sat down in the chair. Once again the first guy started to suck my pussy, moving his tongue inside my pussy. I lifted my legs on top of his shoulders and leaned back to enjoy. At that moment the 2nd guy brought his dick towards my lips and I started to suck him.

After a couple minutes I switched positions and got on my knees in the chair. The first guy started to fuck me, slowly at first and than faster. He soon came and the 2nd guy switched positions and soon started to eat my pussy, inserting his fingers into my moist, cum-filled pussy, he then started to rub his fingers into the wet cum-filled area around my ass hole. After a few minutes he then started to play with my ass and inserted his fingers into my ass. My new lover then stood up and slowly started to fuck my pussy. Pulling out he brought the head of his dick towards my ass and feeling me push backwards toward him, he started to insert his dick into my ass. Being slippery, he entered my ass easily. As he started to squeeze my ass cheeks, he started to fuck my ass. The first guy, wanting more, stepped in front of me with his dick in my face, and I soon brought him back to life. I could taste his cum and my pussy juices on his dick. With one dick up my ass and another in my mouth, I was feeling ecstasy. After the guy fucking me in my ass came, the one that I was sucking came around behind me. He too, started to fuck me in my now lubricated ass.

He started fucking me fast and furious from the start and after 4-5 minutes, came once again. The strangers dressed and left the booth. After getting dressed, I soon left the booth. As I left the booth and started to leave the store I couldn’t help but notice all of the men watching me, or I should say my ass, and wanting their own chance to share my body. It felt great feeling the sperm running out of my ass and pussy.

I walked to the connecting door to the building next door which housed the main adult movie theater. There was a small crowd inside. I figured more show up for the later shows. I saw a man in the back row on the far end sitting by alone. When I looked closer, I saw he had his dick out and was stroking it while watching the movie. I walked down the aisle and sat next to him. He looked at me in shock with wide eyes. I just smiled at him and took his dick in my hand. When he made no move to stop me, I just lowered my head. I was on the next to the last seat leaning over this man’s lap, head bobbing up and down. He has his left hand on top of my head and his right hand cupping my tit. The guy had pulled my top down to expose my breasts to whoever wanted to look, and there was about 10 men watching, with probably 20 others farther down that had no idea what was going on yet.

After another minute or two of my great sucking, this guy takes hold of my head with both hands, fucks his dick into my mouth, throat fucking my face for about 30 seconds, and shoots his load into my mouth. After he finishes cumming, I rose up off his spent dick and with cum dripping from my mouth. While pulling my top up, not even enough to cover my nipples (that were good and hard by this time), I get up and moved down about 4 rows where I sat beside this 20ish year old college student. We sit there a couple of minutes watching the movie and I notice all the guys sitting around, watching me.

The kid sitting next to me is staring at my tits and face, which still have cum on them. I am one hell of a nasty show-off when I get going, and tonight I was the Energizer Bunny. I reach over, and put my hand on his leg as I whisper into the kid’s ear. My skirt is so short that when I sit down, if you’re in front of me, you can see my shaved pussy, which I begin to rub as I began to take the kid’s dick out of his pants and start to jack on it for him. His dick is about 8″ and hard as a rock, I bend over and take his dick into my mouth and instantly began to deep-throat him, which is more than the kid can handle. By the third thrust into my throat, he is blowing his load into my mouth with such force that I gag and choke around his dick, cum is falling out my mouth as I try to get his dick out of my throat before I drown on his cum, but he’s holding my head down so that I will have to take his whole load in my mouth. It’s so nasty knowing other men are watching as each wad this kid shoots, is filling my mouth. It’s something that I do when I deep-throat and breathe through my nose. I sometimes do that instead of swallowing it. I hold it in my mouth to look nasty, before I swallow it.

I rose up when he has finished cumming, wipe my hand (which is covered in cum), all over my leg, and without pulling up my tube top, get up and say that I see someone that needs my help. I then go down the aisle to the front row, where this man in his 40’s is sitting with his dick out watching the movie, not knowing about the show that had been going on a few rows behind him. I just walk down the isle, tube-top down, cum dripping off my tits, chin, and nose. I walk right up in front of this man, and kneel down on the floor in front of him and take his dick into my mouth, and start blowing more than his mind. While I’m sucking this man, a guy that had been watching me suck off the college kid, walks down the isle, kneels behind me, and raises my skirt and proceeds to stick his dick into my dripping pussy, doggy-style, and pumps me until he and the old man both shoot me a load, the old man shooting on my face and the other guy shooting on my ass and pussy. After they finish, I get up, and dripping new loads, walk up the isle, as a guy sitting on the isle seat, two rows in front of me, just kind of wiggles his dick at me, which I just happen to notice. I bend over, still standing in the isle and take his dick in my mouth, going for my ninth load for the night as he starts spurting in my mouth. All of a sudden I stood up and open my mouth, showing everyone my mouth full of cum, and as I spit it onto my tits.

I say loudly, “Anyone else that wants to cum had better get over here!” As I lay down in the isle, I tell everybody to jack off on my tits. Damn, it was kinky watching 10 guys standing around me, jerking off and shooting cum on my face and tits! After they had finished, one man stuck his throbbing dick in my cum-covered mouth, and looking at my beautiful, cum covered face and tits, as he shot a load of cum into my mouth. After I got up, he helps me pull my tube top over my dripping breasts and I walked out of the theater without wiping any of the 20 loads of cum off of me. You can imagine the looks I got from a couple of the guys in the lobby as I walked out.











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November 16, 2012

Our Story

Here’s the first part of a submission from Husband Greg.


It seems the only way to do this story justice is to put it down in episodes. My wife and I have been married for 30 years. Although things are somewhat tame these days, I long for what I call the good ole days, and maybe this story is my attempt to live vicariously through a really hot history.

I am one of those guys who adores, perhaps even worships the work God did when he created woman. He made them look good, taste good, smell good and feel good; what’s not to worship. When I look at the creation that is woman, all I can think is, I’m not worthy, except maybe as a devoted servant, taking direction and doing everything I can to please my love.

To any guy who might read this history and feel a twitch in their crotch, all I can say is, explore the possibilities regarding pleasuring your woman. It’s not a coincidence that they were created with the capacity for multiple lovers.

my wife Emma and I were in our early 20s when we started dating. She was the sister of my roommate. She was cute and had a fantastic ass. She was dating other guys and I was dating other girls, but I developed a huge crush on her and found myself fantasizing about shoving my tongue into her beautiful ass.

Eventually we went out and I fell in love with her. In no time we were an item. I was between girlfriends, but had to win her away from two guys who were pursuing her. About two months into the relationship she was over one night and we were drinking beers. A few beers into the evening she suggested we go to my room to talk. She sounded uncharacteristically serious.

She was wearing a very short skirt that night, the first time I had seen her in a dress. How sexy. Once in my room she sat on the bed and I sat on a chair next to the bed. She said she needed to tell me some things.

She knew by then that I loved going down on her, and I had taken some chances regarding revealing my perverted tendencies, even though I was often afraid of scaring or turning her off. I loved to leave her panties on, pulling them to the side when I licked or fucked her. She asked why and I told her that I loved the satiny feel and loved her scent on the panties even more. Since that didn’t seem to bother her, on another occasion I told her it was even more stimulating when I could smell traces of her pee on her panties, which happened once when she had a bad cough and a small accident.

I assured her it was okay, and that her pee smelled sweet and sexy. She said, “I’m glad you like it.” I told her that she probably changed her panties more often than she needed to, and she smiled. I wanted to tell her that I fantasized about having her give me a golden shower, but that was too bold, and too soon I thought. After that it seemed her panties were pissy smelling more often, much to my delight. I was truly in love and lust with this woman, and couldn’t help but notice how much she enjoyed sex. I really appreciated the way she milked every drop when giving me head and swallowed as if she loved it. Was it an act? Was she just trying to please me? I didn’t know.

When she asked me to sit and talk I was afraid she was breaking up with me. I have a wildly talented tongue, and loved to bring her off with it, but have a smaller than average dick and did not make her cum when I fucked her. I was afraid this had become an issue.

She sat on the bed and her skirt hiked up giving me a good shot of her panties. It occurred to me that she knew exactly how excited the view made me. What she said next gave me the impression she was beginning to understand how kinky I am.
“I’m sorry but I didn’t do my laundry and didn’t have any clean panties to put on.”
“I obviously like that,” I said.
“Yeah, I know but we did fuck last night, so they’re pretty dirty, and probably stained.”
“I will probably like that even more,” I said.
“You’re such a perv,” she said, “but look, I need to tell you some things before you hear them from someone else.”
I was pretty sure I knew what she was going to say. “I love you,” I said. It was the first time I had said it to her. “Your brother said you were a huge slut in high school. I didn’t know what to think about that, but I told him that was high school, we were all sluts then.” I really hated the double standard thing. But the more I thought about it, the more the idea of having a girlfriend who had been a slut turned me on.
She came over to me and kissed me hard. She said, “I love you too, I’ll be right back.”
She left the room and came back in a couple minutes. She sat back on the bed and asked if I really liked the smell of her pissy panties. I said yes and she said, “good, cause you’re out of toilet paper.” More manipulation? Was she in fact testing to see just how kinky I was, knowing that if the answer was very kinky it might put her in a controlling position. It has been my experience that really kinky women were a rare breed. I Would look back later and wonder if her every move was grooming me for a submissive roll. Was she basically catering to my fantasies to control me.

She leaned back on the bed, resting on her elbows. She pulled her legs up, raising her knees and giving me a lovely view of her pantied pussy, all the while maintaining eye contact, and watching my reaction to the view. I was mesmerized. I could see the stains from the previous evening’s fucking and the wet spot from her recent piss. She always wore white panties, so the stains really showed. I was rock hard. “Come here and smell my panties,” she said. “If they’re too dirty I’ll take them off.”

I now believe she knew exactly what she was doing that night. She was reeling me in, for one thing, but also analyzing the degree to which she might take control of the sexual side of our relationship, something she eventually did, with very calculated and graduated moves. She suspected I was a slut lover, and I think wanted to begin exploring the extent of that. I think she suspected from the start that her past was a turn on for me. I didn’t ask questions about her past for fear that she might think I had issues with her sexual adventures, and I didn’t. I wanted to hear about her exploits, but my desire was purely voyeuristic.

I couldn’t scoot quickly enough to the bedside. I was on my knees and pushing my nose against her panties, in fact right on the wet spot. I inhaled deeply, feeling a rush of endorphins as I did. I was getting high on the smell of her. She probably noticed my eyes rolling around in their sockets. I kept taking more deep breaths through my nose without commenting, as if I couldn’t decide if her panties were too dirty.

I pulled her panties aside and shoved my tongue in her pussy. At this point, if there was anything disappointing about her, it was that she wasn’t as wet as some of the women I had been with, but she made up for it with her love of sex and apparent compatible level of kinkiness. Her pussy tasted wonderful.

I moved from her pussy to her clit and worked my magic. She came a few times, another wonderful thing about her, then pushed my head away and asked me if I could please lick her ass hole. She was clearly taking chances too. I replied, “Please don’t ever say that again. You shouldn’t be asking, I should be begging. Babe, may I please put my tongue in your beautiful ass.”

You will probably hear the word “compatibility” more than once in this story. Fantasies that I hadn’t even considered at that point would prove to be in sinc with her desires. It would become more evident as time went on, and I realize now that we were both playing it a little safe in the beginning, not wanting to scare the other off but testing the water all the same.

“I need you to put it in as deep as you can and lick real good,” she said. What a dream come true, I thought. I had always wanted to lick a beautiful girl’s ass, especially one as shapely as hers, but this was my first opportunity, and she had actually asked for it. I loved it the way I had always thought I would. After three or four months in the relationship I felt like I had found my soul mate. We got our own place and moved in together.

Submitted by: Greg - Northern California, USA


November 14, 2012

Telling tales

Thought it was about time we had some more pics from the fun me and Sensi have filming wives and girlfriends for the The Undercover Lover Sensi

A friend in distress turned out to be an amazing spontaneous fuck session with this huge-titted brunette, locked out with no keys, we offered Jet to chill at my place until her boyfriend came home. After chatting for a bit it seemed she wasn’t that happy with her boyfriend. We knew he was often up to no good, so now seemed the perfect time to tell her about some stories we had heard. After a couple of drinks we convinced her he was up to no good and she should get her revenge in the form of a movie made especially for him with his girlfriend as the porn star haha. She did a great job acting the slut for us and taking that massive black cock.







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November 12, 2012

My wife’s lover Darius

A long awaited update from Cuckold Husband Scott. Great to hear from you guys.


Sometimes all the predispositions, potentialities, and forces align to create unforgettable perfect storms of eroticism. Our dreams and fantasies are realized.

When Em and I used to go out for a night on the town in Tokyo, we noticed a ratio of about 1:10 in terms of having a really memorable experience. It’s been the same with cuckolding. So many times, Em would come home from a first meeting with a guy at a coffee shop or bar exasperated with the search for the elusive lover that we dreamed of. Maybe our standards were too high. Maybe the whole quest was an exercise in futility.

It took a while for us to see clearly the advantages her relationship with Darius provides. It seemed to be at a lower key than we both had expected. But over time, we’ve come to appreciate him and to accept him on his own terms. Not every time with him reaches ecstatic levels of depravity but he offers her a consistent high return on her sexual investment. When the the forces align and that perfect storm engulfs us, we are overwhelmed with giddy pleasure.

They were so happy, so fulfilled, that night. They’re still high from it… and so am I. For days, after he took her ass, she would smile and tell me how much fun she had, how being his anal slut was no problem at all, how she looked forward to being with him again.

That night after he left, no post-coital oral service, no canings. Em was fully satiated. The humiliation they heaped on me was more than I could have hoped for.

We retreated to a neighborhood lounge for drinks and to reconnect. We held hands and talked about our life and how much fun being naughty together is. No kisses for me, either, as the thought of where my lips and tongue had been that night were still too fresh in her mind. She laughed when she said it and I must have blushed with shame.

Emma Kelly

Emma Kelly

Emma Kelly

Emma Kelly

Emma Kelly

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