February 14, 2010

The Spanish DJ

The Spanish DJ - True story submitted by Dan from the UK.


During a visit to Spain I was able to get my wife to become the slut I was always wanting. We went to a night club, I was looking for a partner for her but the good looking guy’s were with all women of their own. The DJ announced a wet tee shirt competition, I persuaded Geena to enter because she has the biggest nipples I have ever seen and I knew they would impress anyone when cold and hard. Not many entered and sure enough her pert tits and rock hard nipples won the day. She was invited to the rostrum to collect her prize, the DJ kissed her and then whispered something in her ear. When she returned I asked her what he had said. “He wants to fuck me” she said. My cock instantly firmed up as I asked her if she was interested, “He is so gorgeous looking I won’t be able to turn him down” she replied as her eyes met his across the room.

At the end of the night he put on a long slow record and came down to ask G for a dance, she moulded herself to him and they moved around the dancefloor oblivious to anyone else. I didn’t care that people noticed their fondling as I knew her pussy was going to be used a little later on.

We hung around and I was introduced to the DJ Fernando, I asked him if he minded that I was her husband and would want to go back to our room with them, I told him that I had to guarantee her safety. He answered that he wanted nothing more than to make love to Geena in front of me.

It was getting on for early morning and getting light when we arrived back at the room, Fernando immediately took control, he was obviously going to humiliate me as much as he could. Geena was told to strip down to her panties and kneel on the floor He moved towards her and unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock, he grabbed her by the hair and shoved her mouth onto it. She fucking LOVED it, and tried to swallow every inch, he told me to get my camera so we could have a souvenir of the visit to take home, You’ll see the one I took below. He bent her head back so his whole cock could go down her throat, she knows how to take deep throat and willingly obliged. Pulling at her hair he mouth fucked her as if she was a cheap street prostitute. When he was ready he pulled out and wanked his orgasm into her mouth and all over her face. She looked FANTASTIC. She has had huge cocks, long cocks you name it but even though his was quite small it was the way he treated her that gave her the best night she ever had.

What happened next completely shocked me, he told her “Now get up and go kiss your husband!”. She obeyed and came towards me with his cum all over her face. We french kissed, my tongue probing her spunk filled mouth as my face slid against hers. Then Fernando joined us, his face pressed against ours as he too lapped at her spunk splattered cheeks.

We both begged him to stay longer and he agreed, he told Geena to lie on the bed and masturbate in front of us, again she obeyed and was soon squirming around from the action of her own fingers. He then told me to get out, I was to go down into the street and wait across the street, which I did. I was down there for a good 20 minutes stood around smoking and then I heard the balcony door open.

Geena came out, she had dressed again and was wearing the tee shirt she won and it was soaking wet, just as in the club, she had a micro mini on and had put make up on, not just ordinary but excessive lipstick and mascara, she looked like a hooker. He said something to her and she leant forward onto the balcony railing, he came behind her pushed up her skirt and shoved his cock up into her. Her face contorted as he pulled her hair back and began fucking her with a superb rhythm, I could tell by her face that Fernando was in her ass. A lorry turned into the street, it was the early morning bin collectors, they moved up through the street until they were outside our window. They saw me and looked up to where I was focusing, they saw the same as me, a blonde haired hooker being fucked in the ass just above them. They laughed and the four of them stood around cajoling Fernando and obviously urging him to give the ‘Puta’ a rough fucking for their entertainment.

I thought they may have been invited up but that would not have been possible, the slut on the balcony was now being slammed from behind her body shaking as Fernando worked up to his orgasm, Geena’s face was in bliss as the hammering continued, eventually the final thrust came as Fernando grunted into his orgasm. He pulled back and the slut sank to her knees to suck the half hard cock that had just pounded her ass. We all cheered on the street and then the guys went on about their business. I went for a short walk and when I got back Fernando had slipped out and was gone, I found my slut wife exhausted and asleep on the bed.

Later we both agreed it was the best sex session we had ever had and she told me that having that cock deep in her ass had given her so many orgasms she wanted more.


Submitted by: Dan - UK


February 6, 2010

How It All Began

How It All Began - Email from a UK reader of the blog.


I first checked out hotwifeblog.com a year ago after reading an interview with the exquisite Daisy in a couples magazine. During the interview she referred to the site as a good place to go for erotic true stories. Well, she would, wouldn’t she? But, hey! I’m very glad she did.

Given that I am married to a shameless slut who has been cuckolding me for twenty years, it will come as no surprise that I have read the regular submissions to the site with great interest. Many of the scenarios described and feelings expressed are, of course, familiar to me.

As an avid diarist and record keeper, I am able to convey the details of my life as a trollop’s husband with great precision. So here’s some background and a few stat’s.

We have been married for twenty-nine years. Prior to our marriage we had been an item for three years. During those three years and for the first nine years of our marriage she never had sex of any kind with any other man. (Believe me, I would have come to know by now had it been otherwise.) Two years into our marriage I first suggested to my wife that she might enjoy having an extramarital affair. (The thrill of being a cuckold has been my greatest sexual turn-on since some experiences involving a previous girlfriend back in my teens. But more of that later, perhaps.) My wife thought the notion so preposterous that she couldn’t even be said to have been shocked. I revisited the same theme now and again over the ensuing years. At some point, naturally, she came to realise I was serious. Knowing full well that I am pretty unconventional in many respects, she still was not shocked. Nevertheless she remained reluctant. More than reluctant. Immovably opposed to the idea. As a result, my occasional attempts to cajole her were scarce and, I suppose, resignedly half-hearted. Then, seven years into this fitful and unpromising campaign, I had a piece of luck.

My wife became very friendly with one of her work colleagues, a girl some few years younger than us. The young lady was quite ambitious and thought herself to be in a dead-end job. I happened to have an executive vacancy in my company which seemed to suit her and for which she was suited. I interviewed her and took her on. She turned out to be quite a gem and soon became a valuable deputy of mine. We also became very close friends. We never had a sexual relationship but we were very open with one another on a personal level and she was fascinated by my frustrated desires regarding my wife’s promiscuity - or, rather, the lack of it. The two women continued to be good friends but the three of us very rarely met up all together. These were two quite separate relationships. And there was no hidden agenda in that. It’s simply that one, albeit very close, was very much work-based, while the other, although originally work-based, was now entirely social.

One day, in the office, during one of our occasional conversations regarding my cherished fantasy, our mutual friend decided to ’spill some beans’. She had hinted to me on previous occasions that maybe my wife was not as rigorously faithful as I believed her to be. But this opinion was always voiced in such a way as to suggest an intuition, rather than anything she actually knew for certain. Now she chose to give me some proof. A few days earlier the two of them had been out on the town and evidently ended up ‘well-oiled’. Tongue loosened by the booze, no doubt, my wife had confessed to some events which had occurred a few weeks earlier on another boozy evening when she and a few of her colleagues had hit a wine-bar after work and it had turned into a lengthy session.

I knew exactly the evening that she was referring to and remembered it, from my point of view, quite well. My wife had been given a lift home by one of her bosses, a hunky, bespectacled New Yorker in the ‘Clark Kent’ mould - highly intelligent, very successful in business, very confident and a thoroughly personable guy whom I had met briefly once or twice before. She had invited him in for a coffee. It was about midnight and I was on the verge of going to bed but stayed up to have a coffee with them. We had chatted about nothing much in particular for about half an hour and then he went on his way. Now, here’s the bit of which I had had not the slightest inkling at the time and which I now learned from my informant.

Apparently, he had pulled his car in a little way up the road a good half an hour before they had come into the house. During that time they had been stuck into a long and full-on snogging session. What’s more, she had made no bones about telling our girl friend that, if I had not been at home, she would probably have brought him into the house and gone all the way.

Those of you who visit this site will know exactly how I felt upon receipt of that information.

It would be overly scrupulous to take the view that our friend was betraying my wife’s confidence in revealing these details. She knew exactly what she was doing and she knew enough to be absolutely certain that she was doing both of us a favour with what she had told me.

Needless to say, I instantly ramped up my persuasive campaign and prodded away at the issue with renewed zeal, extolling the potential virtues of extramarital adventurism at any appropriate moment. Whilst she still did not exactly embrace the idea wholeheartedly, I now found her responses to the topic to be more pliant than before. It might be that, with my newly acquired knowledge of her capacity to be seduced, I was now interpreting those responses in a different light. But I don’t think so. It’s more likely that her attitude to the possibilities had shifted, maybe as a result of that very experience with the boss - however tame and inconclusive it may have been. One way or another, if I suggested that a night of passion with another man could be fun, instead of saying something like: “Oh, don’t be silly!”, she was now coming back with comments along the lines of: “I suppose it could!”

Encouraging, but still noncommittal. And before long I came to realise why. Now that I was pushing the case harder and more often, I was receiving a wider variety of objections. Eventually I think I was given the real one. Without stating it in so many words, she made me aware that her main fear involved the possibility of one specific repercussion: that if she were to play around, I might feel I had carte blanche to do the same.

My wife is and always has been a head-turningly beautiful woman. I found it quite absurd that she should ‘fear the competition’. But I sensed I was on the verge of success in this campaign and I chose to take a calculated gamble. Six years previously I had engaged in a clandestine affair with a woman whom I had met through business. And I elected to confess the matter to my wife at this precipitous stage of the game. The affair had been very hot and, indeed, very intense and I was lucky to have remained undetected. But, after three months, it fizzled out pretty well as rapidly as it had ignited. You may think that my confession, six years on, was a high risk strategy. But I was confident that she would consider our relationship as being too strong to be threatened by an event so far back in the past. And, of course, I knew that her own recent inclinations in a similar situation would have to play a part in her thinking, even if she chose not to confess them.

It turned out that she had never had the slightest suspicion of my brief infidelity. She pretended to be shocked and hurt, but she wasn’t very convincing. Without question there was a new light in her eye. It is clear that she was also perfectly ready to accept my assurance that I had never strayed on any other occasion, before or since. (Which is only fair, because it is perfectly true.) This had the desired effect of bolstering her confidence rather than shaking it. She wasn’t out for a ‘revenge fuck’ exactly. That wouldn’t stack up, given that she knew it was precisely what I wanted. It was more of a case of ‘what’s good for the goose. . . .’

Only a week or so later she went out with a girlfriend to a nightclub. They both pulled. And they both got laid. That’s how the last twenty years of our marriage kicked off. And the game gathered pace very quickly.

Here are the stat’s. During the course of those twenty years I have had sex with seven women other than my wife (two of them at swingers’ parties, four of them as a result of at-home wife-swapping evenings with other couples and one ‘visiting massage’ which my wife kindly bought me for my birthday a few years back). Over the same period of time my wife has fucked one hundred and fifteen different guys. Some of them regular, long-term lovers, others one-night stands. And that doesn’t include the four clients whom she serviced whilst working as an escort for a couple of months. (We didn’t need the money. It was just for the fun of it.) If you add those, and the six boys with whom she had sexual relationships before we met, plus me, that gives her a grand total of 126 men inside her. So far.

We are now just into our fifties and my wife’s enthusiasm for cock and insistence on variety show no signs of abating.

I have many diary entries in which comprehensive details of my wife’s activities are recorded and, should there be some interest from other visitors to the site, I would be happy to share these with the hotwife community. Such as the time when, after she’d picked up some bloke in a bar and brought him home, I peered round the edge of the door to my study to see them just inside our bedroom doorway at the other end of the landing, french kissing, her skirt hitched up, his hands all over her arse and her blouse completely undone, indicating that he’d already been at her fabulous tits. Or the time when we’d had a friend of ours over to dinner and I brought some after-dinner drinks into the living room to find her whispering and giggling into his ear on the sofa, eventually looking at me through eyes already misting over with lust and saying: “Sorry! We’re leaving you!”, before whisking him off upstairs for the night. Or the time when, by prior arrangement, three fit Greek lads burst through the front door, tied me to a chair, tore my wife’s dress and knickers to shreds and proceeded to do her in all holes, eventually finishing her off with a torrential bukkake. Or the time when. . . but I’m running ahead of myself. Let me know what you think.

Submitted by: Hornwearer - Herts, UK


February 2, 2010

Girlfriend Loving it

Cuckold Place Update

I have been cucked and girlfriend is loving it

I am a 28 year old man, my girlfriend is 27 (pics of her here). Been together 7 and 1/2 years and talked about cuckolding and her being able to fuck whoever she wants for a long time. Last May she finally decided to try it. She met a man in his early 40s with money and a big dick (she says it was big) I’m not sure it was any different than me. My dick’s, from what I’ve seen is average 6″ long and a tick over 5″ round. Anyway she would meet with him anywhere between once or twice a week to have some fun and she acted like she enjoyed it.

She didn’t really like the guy it was just sex so she ended things with him in early August. She went without a lover until about 4 weeks ago which would be the end of December. She met a man who’s 31 and their companies do business together so she’s known him for a while I guess. I’ve met the guy and he’s nothing special as far as looks go or anything so I was surprised the day she told me she had been thinking about fucking him. She actually started talking about him back in October and it took 2 months for her to get up courage to let him know she wanted to fuck him (I helped encourage her).

The first time she went to his house she ended up spending the night with him. I was suprised because with the first guy she would just go for 2-3 hours and be home. I laid awake all night wondering what was going on and she finally called me at 5:15 am and told me she fell asleep with his dick in her no less and that she would call me when she woke up. She said when she hung up the phone they fucked again and went to sleep around 6 am. I didn’t hear from her till about 1pm the next day. So, laying there that long not knowing was torture, my dick hurt I beat it so much.

She finally told me that he had a very big dick and I honestly don’t know what very big is to her but she said she loved it and that it was the best sex she’d ever had in her life. Hmm I was happy for her but at the same time was like shit, I’ll never get any anymore. So after that night she has told me she loves sex now, before she would have sex with me and we’d do stuff but she didn’t really think about it, I always had to bring it up. Now she can’t stop thinking about his huge cock (as she calls it) and how he can fuck and fuck and fuck until she can’t go anymore. She seen him every other day for the past two weeks and she’s there no less than 6 hours everytime. I just wanted to share a little bit about us. If anybody wants to comment or ask questions I’d love to talk about it. I have posted some pics of her, her pussy before she met this guy, and her pussy after she’s been fucking him. They are all cell phone pics she sends me so they are not the best quality. Oh yeah, she has her nipples and clit pierced which you’ll see in pics and if you knew this girl you would never in a million years think she’d be into any of this. I think that makes it hotter.

Check out her pussy pictures here and some more about us

Submitted by: dick015


January 31, 2010

Oasis Slumber Party

Hotwife Oasis diary update.


Have you guys ever heard of “Slumber Parties”? They’re kind of like Tupperware parties except that instead of storage containers the hostess is selling lingerie and sex toys. I went to a party one of my girlfriend’s had, and I had so much fun that I signed up to host one of my own! You can invite just the girls or you can invite couples, and of course I invited couples.

The Slumber Party rep got to my house a couple hours before the party was due to start, and she brought all her equipment with her. Toys, lubes, lingerie, even a sex swing. She set up her wares in the livingroom as I was putting the finishing touches on the appetizers and liquor I was going to serve. When the guests had all arrived (I invited six couples) she started her little spiel (they have kind of a script that they need to follow) and started showing everyone her samples. She had some really nice toys - and even though at first there was a lot of giggling, as the show went on everyone got more serious about examining the samples and looking through the lingerie that she’d brought.

She was selling a black latex corset that looked really sexy on the rack, so I tried it on and I just loved it. I put on a pair of thigh-highs and strappy sandals with it, and showed it off to all the guests. It didn’t come with any panties, so I was walking around with my pussy out for everyone to see :) I’d already decided to buy the corset, so I just kept it on. I threw on a robe and hung out with my guests, browsing through catalogs and the samples the rep had brought with her. One of the guys had been flirting with me the entire party, and he asked me about one of the lubes that was supposed to “heat up” during friction. When I attempted to explain it to him, he said that he should really try it out before purchasing it. He was a good looking black guy, and he’d come as the date of one of my good girlfriends. I knew she wouldn’t mind if I helped him test out the lube!

I’m pretty sure that I shocked the skirt off of the rep when I asked her if we could move some of her samples out of the way because I wanted to demonstrate how one of the lubes worked! I pulled my brand new boy-toy’s package out of his pants and got it nice and hard for me. Then I squirted on some of the lube and rode his shaft ’til my quads gave out. It sure was nice and warm - not really sure if it was the lube or the technique, but my clitty was definitely all atingle! I then laid back down on the couch, told my guy to get himself into position and then to fuck the bejeesus out of me and we’d see just how much friction the lube could withstand! And here’s a testimonial the rep can use at future parties - the lube lasted longer than my guy did!! He pulled out and squirted a nice thick load all over my face.

Each of my six couples bought a bottle of lube that day … and hubby liked it too when slathered it all over his cock after he got home from work that night :)



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January 29, 2010

Wifes first black lover

Wife’s first Black Lover

17 years of not being naughty was broken with my wife’s first black man. I work as a photographer and this particular guy had modeled for me a couple of times.

“I still want to Model with that wife of yours if she is ever up for it.” He said after one session. He’d seen a picture of her in my studio.

A few weeks later he e-mailed me again suggesting that he would love to pose with my wife and that he thought she was a doll. That he preferred larger women over small petite ones! My mind started working, and I came up with the only idea I thought might work. She loves to watch male strippers, and we comment every time we see a performance, “Why don’t they take off the “G” string. Women get completely naked when they dance. Women really do want to see it all and they rarely get to see it.

So I emailed back and suggested that he should him pretend to be a client looking for promotional photos as a male stripper. I would then say to my wife that I had this enquiry at work to shoot a male dancer and would ask her if she knew of anyone that could help out by appearing in the foreground like a customer as he danced. She suggested herself of course, she went for it and a date was set up.

I chatted with him over email some more and we fretted over things we could do during his performance to loosen her up, get her wild and crazy and let her self go for sex with another man. It had been 17 years since her last experience. I told him about her turn on’s and how sensitive her neck were to kissing, and that she would get turned on really fast if he could loosen her up enough to get in some kissing. And especially deep French kissing.

The day came and all seemed to be going to plan. They met and got on really well. I put on some music to go with the shoot. She loves to dance, and they started dancing together almost immediately before I was ready to take the pictures. I posed a few situations, they got closer and before I knew it they were touching and kissing. My last posing situation was her facing him (he was naked at this point) with his hands on her ass. I said that’s a wrap and he then picked her up and laid her on the couch in the studio and began administering first aid, (looked like CPR except he didn’t come up for air lol).

After some more kissing and fumbling with her clothes. He mounted her missionary style and his big fellow entered her promised land, which no black man has ever entered, and no other fellow has been given comfort for many years. She seemed very pleased with his performance as she gasped for air while moaning with pleasure and making lustful facial expressions. He exited and gave her first aid again, they re-entered for a while. I watched in amazement. Then she sat on top of him where they sat for a while resting they he reentered her again and they started to fuck again. She was moaning about him going deeper and his thrusts got more frenzied. I then heard him gasp as he filled her with his ecstasy and I was able to capture his dripping exit and her flower dripping with his cream.

It was a fun experience for her, he thanked me and I let him know that he was welcome anytime to take her with or without me being present, as often as she would let him.

It didn’t take long for him to take me up on that offer. He invited my wife to his home one evening by herself. She was gone for hours and when she returned home with a big smile on her face, it was exciting for me to know that my wife had been naughty with another man, and her vulva and vagina was probably still wet. I saw some light bite marks on her neck and my penis was instantly hard. I was so happy and it reminded me that the good old days of 17 years before had returned.

She would always go dancing with a girlfriend and come home after the dance club closed. Sometimes 2 or 3 hours after it closed. I would be sleeping lightly and open one eye occasionally to see what time it was. My penis would be hard if she was not home at 2:15 am as I knew she had most likely met a man she liked, and was probably in heated foreplay. When I used to hear the back door open I would pretend to be asleep when she crawled into bed. She would lean over and say “I’ve been a good girl.” Then proceed to tell me about her lustful affair. I could smell the man on her body and loved to kiss and give oral praise to her as she told me about her heated adventure. By the time she finished recounting the hot sex with her last lover my penis was ready for action and I would enter her vagina. I loved the feeling inside her. She felt different, after sex with another man. I loved the way she felt, and the way she smelled. In our 37 years of marriage she has had 39 different lovers. Some friendships lasting more that 10 years.

Thanks for reading about us. We live in Portland Oregon e-mail fantasystudies@aol.com

Eugene's Wife

Submitted by: Eugene - Portland, Oregon


January 25, 2010

Opened whole new world

Candaulism? Hot-wife? I guess we are getting closer Please let me know what you think of us…..

This is a real story, it is what was in my head as things happened and what I thought she was thinking.

I will fill in facts to correct the order and time line and things said and done.

We were sitting around our Cleveland hotel. I had put on the loose shorts and an old t shirt, the blinds turned mostly open. She also had her bra off, light white T-shirt on and night shorts (no panties)under the shirt. I had started to rub her back under her shirt and rubbing her tits from behind. I was again working her shirt up with the intention of showing her to anyone outside our hotel room. I had worked it up to her neck in back and pretty far up in the front, I think the bottom of her tits where showing. That is how I lift her shirt higher and higher, up the back first then over her head so it looks like a shirt bra in front. I keep rubbing her back and shoulders, then s l o w l y move around as she gets worked up and ready for more.

Then there is a knock at the door (end back rub) J got up to answer the door (in that shirt!). A friend we met the night before was at the door. He came over to visit and have some fun. He was trying to get us out and about. I was really hard from the back rubbing. He could see we were not thinking of going out this night. I could see that every time J would move around her tits were jiggling around. She finally turned to come back to into the room. Wow! I wonder if J knew just how see through the shirt was. I know he could see this happening. This is why I believe he kept talking and finally followed her in and sat down to talk. He was a little shy and didn’t get many dates to hear him tell it in the bar the night before. J told him we would all go out on the town one night while we were in town, so he could have some fun and maybe get a date. AND here he was wanting to go out, and look at J’s tits. I told him not right now, but maybe he would like a wine like we have been drinking tonight and we could talk about going out and stuff like that. I did this knowing he was watching her tits through the shirt. This gets me going like nothing else!

J offered to get wine. As she was walking back to us, he was looking at her nipples through the shirt, trying to be discrete about it. After awhile I just lightly started rubbing her back with one hand outside her shirt while we all talked and laughed. Then my hand started moving around under her shirt. A little wine and more laughs. After awhile by reaching around more and more, I found I could jiggle her more for him, he tried not to make it obvious. Every joke also made her jiggle. A little more back rubbing one handed while we enjoyed the wine. After a long while I had her leaning a little forward and against me on the couch. (more wine?Yes) My hand now had very good access to all of her back and the front also from around behind. I would slowly rub her back and get a little toward the front, top to bottom while talking. She started to bring her arm down on my hand, not enough to stop me but to slow me down. While this was going on I could see the jiggle in front when I rubbed a little fast. I was getting in a feel on the far side every so often, I know my friend saw or had a good idea of what was happening because he was distracted. I now began to believe he really didn’t get many dates. This made me want it more, so I would rub and move around to the far tit area. Not all the way around, just a little on the side and under her breast. I knew if I went too fast she would stop me. I now saw she had her headlights on. I love this. Boy was our friend liking this, but I don’t know how much of this was evident to my wife at this point! More wine dear? OK I’ll get more for us. our friend had stopped trying to get us to go out that night. He was talking about the kind of women he liked and what kind of bodies he liked the most. I told him J had the best of anyone. Talk wine talk wine talk. About an hour into the talking and wine I started to work her like we had a window open and we were by ourselves.

I kept rubbing her back and began SLOWLY moving her shirt up. On the back I had it about to her shoulders, this moved the front up about half way. He just kept talking and looking. He would sit forward then lean way back. It was at this point she used her arm to hold down the shirt from going up any more. I kept rubbing her back, and SLOWLY kept at it and got more wine for us. Finally she leaned more forward and moved more in front of me and a little to the side he was on. I am now able to rub her back with both hands. SO I did begin using both hands on her back and shoulders, while we talked and he looked and smiled a lot.

Our wine was getting low again and she and her shirt were getting high. I asked if she needed more wine, she did and I did too. I started to get the wine when our friend said don’t move I’ll get the wine. I looked up from behind her and the wine in me smiled at him. He smiled back and got up to get us wine. When he was in the kitchen, I looked behind and he had a great big grin for me while watching her back get rubbed. J was now leaning forward so I could continue rubbing her back. The guys now were in the same thought train. I think he knew what was happening, but would she let me continue with the show or not. While looking at him in the kitchen, I moved the back of her shirt up a little more to her neck and smiled… I now was rubbing her bare back with harder and longer moves that kept her shirt moving up a little more by the minute. Her tits moved a lot and the headlights were really on now. The more I worked her shoulders the higher her shirt in front went up. I know how to make her like the massage, and I did it all so perfectly she would not tell me to stop. (That is all she has to do is say stop) Usually when I start rubbing her nipples, she gets so hot she will not stop me anymore. Just how do I get to them tonight with someone actually in the room

So at this point we have… J in front of me on the couch, with me rubbing here back, shoulders and over the top of her shoulder and down the side of her arms. This make her shirt only on the front edges of her shoulders and around the back of her neck and just under her tits in front. It looks like a t-shirt bra. How am I going to continue? The guy friend is in the chair about 4 feet in front of us.nSo we are laughing and telling fun stories, we are 45 minutes into this. I am thinking hard and move my arms around in front of her and hold her around the waist, I tighten my arms around her and lift a little, this should move her shirt up and away from her . She likes it and leans back on me. I believe this will give him a slight look up her shirt. At least he can see the bottoms of her tits, also nips through the light shirt. So here I am holding her around the waist, trying to figure what should be next. I moved my hands slowly again a little forward and let my fingers slide a little between her legs. This left my little fingers hidden from view. I wiggled them down a little more toward her muff. This is a first for me and her. I just left them like that for quite some time. I think she saw his eyes watching her tits a while back but the wine told her it was OK and kept it to herself. Only moving the small fingers, but feeling a little moist.

She is smiling a lot and looks over her shoulder with the glassy eyes I know so well. I wiggle my fingers and she smiles, more little wiggles and more smiles. THEN a big old kiss over the shoulder, her eyes are closed. I watched her shirt move up a little while she moved to kiss me. The GUY watched this and stopped talking. He is smiling a lot, and watching close. I continue to kiss her and moved one hand slowly (as always to give her time to stop me) around the inside of her shirt. The other hand is now working a little down low, he is watching this with lust. I now need to make a decision, how far will this go?

All talking has come to a halt. I am now thinking if I show a tit he will want some too. OK! this is a fantasy of mine but wow I am living it. My heart is going a 100 MPH and my mind is racing that fast too. I started to move her shirt slowly as I touch her nipples lightly under her shirt but in front of him. She is leaning back on me and kissing me. I am rubbing her tits right there in front of him. As I was rubbing her tits under the shirt I let the shirt move higher and higher, my little finger is helping the shirt along. I am watching him and those unblinking eyes. I decided to go for it and let the shirt go on up. Rub rub wiggle wiggle, kiss kiss. J is gone on her own sex trip now, I have both hands on her tits, but the shirt is a little in the way. As I continue to get the shirt higher above her tits, I glance over and move my eyes to him and motion for him to move over if he wants to get close. He does and gets on his knees right next to her. He slowly lifts her shirt up a little more, I believe she thought it was me doing the moving. At this point I put my hands under her tits and point them at the guy and wiggle them slightly. Then one hand goes low and the wiggle begins again down at the muff area. I again look at him smile and then look at her unattended tit, (is this is a first for either of us) is she counting the number of hands or will she care at this point? Anyway he is moving like this is new to him also and is now sort of touching her tit, then he again moves his other hand to the same tit. She is just looking at me and smiling and kissing. Her hands start to move around and I am hoping! Yes she just started rubbing my dick on the outside of my shorts. He is watching and smiling a lot, then he moves his head in close and puts his mouth on her tit tongue first. Is this all because of the wine or what? I don’t care I just don’t want her to stop him or him to fuck her. She is glassy eyed still and I have a finger in her now, she is working my dick . I decide the shirt is now in the way and I use both hands to now slowly move her shirt over her head and off completely with no attempt from her to stop me, I hand the shirt to the guy. J only has the sleeping shorts on now. and I am back to fingering her through one of the legs, a hand on her tit and she is rubbing my dick. It is like he is not there but he is sucking my wife’s tit!

Does she realize there is another dick in the hotel tonight, I’m sure she knows he needs or wants something but am I ready for that? Is she ready for that? Just then my shorts get a big tug and I lift my ass to let them move down a little for her to get at my dick. She rolls over on her knees in front of the couch and bends over me with her tits hanging by my balls while holding my dick in both hands. The guy had to move out of the way when this happened, he is watching for his spot to open up I think. She is acting like he is not there!

OK so here we are: Me on the couch with my dick out and hard. J glassy eyed on her knees in front of me with tits hanging out and only the sleeping shorts on AND a new bashful friend next to her and about to finger her if she will let him. OH and the window blinds have been open with the lights on this whole 90 minutes or so. J begins to suck on me nice and sexy like I like it. I am grabbing her tits while she is sucking on my dick. The guy is touching her all over but not trying anything yet. I think he saw how that when I always moved slow, she would go along. I am thinking he is the only one with clothes on, maybe he just doesn’t know what to do, is this his first time too?

He has moved to where he can touch her muff and ass, what is he up too. He looks at me and mouths the words “can I put my hands in there?” I smiled and said out loud “go ahead and see what happens” Can’t believe I said that. Anyway J pulled off my dick and looked at me with a puzzled look, I smiled (wondering what I just did). Then she sort of smiled when she felt what “go ahead and see what happens” meant. I could feel her pushing back at him, then rocking around.

J went back to sucking, I went back to kneading her tits and he went on fingering her from behind and grabbing her tits every so often. I had a funny thought here, why do I have to fight for the use of my wife’s tits? Shouldn’t he just let me have what ever I want. I guess he figures he does not know how long he’ll be in this position to have and to hold as they say.

Then…. Hey what’s going on here, he is undoing his belt! I shouldn’t be surprised. There went his pants and now his shirt! While his hands were busy for an extended period of time and not fingering J, she looked up at me then back over her shoulder at him, now she turns a little more to get a better look. He still has his underwear on but there is a cock sticking it’s little head out to see what is going on here. I’m thinking fast about what I should do or just let her have complete say in this. I also now remember thinking “thank god he is not bigger than me.

Now I get a really puzzled and a little disconcerted look from my almost naked wife about the almost naked guy behind her as she sucks my dick, (sounds funny doesn’t it) Anyway while she is looking at me he puts his fingers back in and she gets that glassy eyed look again. We are back on track and I am getting sucked. We are again trying to get the best position on her tits. He wants nipple I have figured out, while I am trying for whole tits. He finally pulls his hands away from behind her and I see him move to the side towards her tits. He is getting under her and is now sucking on her tits from below. I think he is getting a good look at the ongoing blow job. He seems to be getting comfy down there, I see him move his legs close and then slide around and under her. He is pushing his legs and trying to get them between her legs.

So now There are lights on in the other hotel 60 yards across from our hotel, I just noticed that! I have J on her knees and sucking me and almost nude, our “friend” getting under her and sucking on her tits and has a finger in her from under her. He was moving around still trying to line up under her and then she lifted a leg slightly. This gave him a better hand position on her muff, and he is now sliding under her. I can feel her being moved around because of the mouth pressure on my dick. I can not believe she has straddled him, a leg on either side of his waist. He is in position to do any number of things now. He is sucking her tits under her and she is moving up and down on his leg that he has brought up with the knee against her butt.

I am not sure when he took his underwear off but I see them off to the side of us. Holy shit that dick is loose and near her fun tunnel. I am not sure what to do now, but I know what he is going to try and do. I pulled J up to me and started kissing her and looked in her eyes to see if she was OK. She was OK but looked a little puzzled about things. So I kept her up near and kissed her some more, this I believe put her pussy directly over his face. I did not do it on purpose, but her eyes got suddenly bigger. I looked around her and he had his face up in her pussy. I thought for a moment and watched what she would do. She closed her eyes, so I started kissing her again and push her back toward and more on him.

While I kissed her I reach for her tits and he moved his hands away. Then I felt her being moved around. She opened her eyes again. He was getting up and came around by me and sat next to me on the couch. He smiled at her and me, then began rubbing her tits and muff from the front. This was new! He was rubbing her head and ears and then back to her tits. I thought this guy is good. With this big grin on that face. J just smiled back and moved one hand from my dick to his dick. OMG now what should I do? I am thinking hard. I decided to go behind her and fill the love tunnel before he tries to fuck her. When I begin to move away she opened her eyes and watched me move all the way around to her back side, where I smiled really big and began to push against her a little while trading boobs with him in the front. J moved her legs open for me. At this point he started to kiss her, but she would not do that with him, she did grab his dick with the one hand that she was not leaning on and started stroking him again. Then he started rubbing her boobs on his dick and getting them around his dick. He did it very softly as far as I could tell. I thought his dick was only about 2 lengths from her mouth and wondered what she was going to do. He kept getting IT closer to her mouth. She wasn’t shy about where he was putting it, and smiled back at me and then at him. Boy is he smiling now!

I was rubbing my dick on her muff and reached for her tits again, he moved his hands for me and again went for a kiss. When she moved her head lower his dick was right there! J looked around to me and then turned back to him and kissed him a lot while holding his cock in her hands. I saw her eyes and the look was there. She was in the that zone, and knew I needed to fuck her now, so I pushed in very slowly. A little bit at a time while rocking back and forth. She went back at me and back and forth many times. Her head went up and then down, up and down many times then he put his hand on her head placed it at his dick head. (I thought there she is head to head with this guy.. weird mind I guess) she did not pull away like I thought she would after the kiss thing. I pushed and pulled and fucked her from behind.

On one of the pushes, his head went back and his hands where holding her head down by his dick! She was not trying to move from his dick, and I could see movement. J was licking the head! She did that for awhile then she looked up at me and smiled real big. “See what you started” she said then looked back at him. They began to kiss and she held his dick up and stroked it a little faster now. He pulled her up a little and they kept kissing while he had her tits in hand.

I felt myself cumming and watching her kiss the guy and the windows open just forced me to cum in her! She knew and pushed against me. I fell back, put my head on her butt and just looked at them. They were kissing and he had her tits in his hands. J was not slowing down, but I was. I went to the window and looked out but saw no one near us. I went to the side light by them and turned it on before getting close to them again. I was just watching in amazement. She looked at me for a long time then she reached for me and pulled me in for some kisses. She had his dick in one hand and kissing me. I was spinning around in my head. I could not believe this was happening. I still wasn’t sure I had started the right thing here. Anyway we were kissing and he had her tits in his hands. My head was not far from his dick. J was frenching me a lot! Slow and deep. Then she slows down and opened her eyes to look in my eyes for what seemed like a minute or two. I thought she wanted to say something, “What is it?” I said. She answered “I want to sex him”.

I did not get what she meant. So I just shock my head slowly up and down to signal yes. She smiled and put her arms all the way around me and began to kiss me again, she also reached down and began to kneed my dick. So now we are on our knees kissing, and Stan was again next to us. I felt him reach in for tit and her lean back a little for his hands to get in there. She then pulled away from me slowly and turned to him. She started kissing him and fondling his dick, and boy was he hard. She stood up and pulled him up to her. She now started to kiss up to him as he grabbed her butt and muff. I thought about getting in there but waited. She moved him near the window and the chair he had been in at the start. J was in control now. She moved him to the chair and She sat down, J then pulled him to her and began licking the head of his dick. After a while she started bobbing her head on his dick. He was having trouble standing still, all he could do was rub her back when he leaned over. I then went over began rubbing her back and watch my wife give a blow job to this man.

She went on and on and on, he just didn’t want this to come to and end. She then leaned back and tit fucked him with licks on the end each time the dick came up near her. After a while he got down on his knees with her, his erection pointing directly towards her muff and he looked her in the eyes while he pushed his dick towards home. A wiggle, push, wiggle, push, wiggle and his eyes closed. I looked at J and she reached for me and started kissing me while he was sliding into her. Holly shit! I need to be ok with this and fast. She then went back to him and they kissed and held on to each other for the ride he was giving her. Bam bam bam bam is the only thing I remember thinking.

I was hard again but had nowhere to put it, so I start working on it myself. He stopped and turned her over and put his dick in from that angle. Again Bam Bam Bam, her body was bouncing pretty good now. He finally shoved one last time and held it in her while he unloaded in her. Then he just leaned forward and laid on her. Holding her tits and smiling at her then me.

Ok I’ll finish this little bit of the story later.

Oh this opened a whole new world of play for us…

Submitted by: CJ - Ohio


January 21, 2010

Out of Control

We’ve been playing in the lifestyle for a little while. Recently my wife met a guy call Tony during a holiday trip together. The first day we arrived at the hotel we wandered along the coast and found a small bar where Tony worked as a waiter. My wife eyed him immediately. From the first moment when they looked at each other I felt the chemistry between them. We all chatted a little at the bar and got on well. Later that evening I asked her if she liked him. She said that she thought he was a very sexy guy and that she would like to get know him better if she was given the chance. I was thinking ahead in my mind and was prepared to allow her a little evening flirting with maybe a threesome at the end of the night if things were comfortable and I told her that. She smiled and kissed me.

The next day my wife went off to chat to Tony about us both coming by later that evening. I wondered why she wanted to tell him in advance but thought nothing of it. I was happy at the pool sunbathing and dipping in to cool off. I kind of lost track of time but realised it had been a while since my wife left. I grabbed my towel and headed for the hotel room to get changed to go look for her. When I got to the room the door was locked and the key didn’t respond and I immediately became aware of the groans and screams from inside. I realised what had happened and didn’t have the courage to knock so I went to the hotel bar, my mind racing, thinking half excited, half jealous of what they were getting up to. About an hour later I came back up and the key worked in the door but they were not in the apartment. The bed was in a right state with a big wet patch on the sheet. I wondered if it was his cum.

I went down to the pool and there she was sitting alone, reading a book. I didn’t mention anything but she had this excited look in her eyes “You won’t believe what’s just happened darling” she said and then started to tell me everything. I was excited and horny as she went through how Tony had given her a drink and seduced her in no time at all at the bar. He then persuaded her to take him back to the room while he got a friend to cover for him at the bar.

I was so horny I asked her to come back to the room. We went back up and she started to give me a blowjob while she told me the rest of the story. When it got to the part where he started to fuck her I spurted all over her face, hair and neck I was so turned on.

She went on to say Tony was just a summer adventure and was glad we were heading home in a week as she could fall for a guy like that. I believed what she said and thought that it was just another adventure in our marriage. We didn’t see him again on our trip and didn’t go back to the bar but when we got home she started corresponding by email after finding him on facebook. Then two months ago she asked me if Tony could possibly stay with us for a few days. He had got a placement for a short course at the University in our city and he needed a place to stay while he found a more permanent place to move into. I agreed and thought it may be fun to have him fuck her again. He arrived just after new year and he is still here. He moved into our house and as a real alpha male now leads the main word in our home. Little by little my wife and him have become closer. They kiss and have sex in front of me and when I’m not there. It’s like my wife is in love with him. They are having sex without protection and my wife is not on the pill. They are constantly exchanging tenderness and fucking every chance they get. She seems so happy and I’m glad that she is happy now but sometimes I wonder how will it all end. I am having all my fantasies played out in front of me but this feels very uncomfortable sometime. Any advice is welcome.

Submitted by: Anom - Croatia


January 17, 2010

The First Time

Here’s a true story submitted by reader AyJay from the UK..


Hi Trash,

I stumbled across your website recently and love it!

Up until now I’ve always felt like a minority weirdo so it was great to see there are so many other guys turned on by the same thing as me.

Here is my account of the first time my fantasies became reality.

The First Time.

My hotwife fantasies began, I think, when I was in my twenties during my first marriage. They started after reading a letter in one of the top shelf magazines that I found at work. It was from a husband who enjoyed hearing his wife having sex with their young student lodger, practically every night. I found that instead of feeling jealous at the thought of my wife doing something like that, it really turned me on. As long as I was still getting my fair share of sex then why would it matter if she was being pleasured elsewhere as well, (as long as I could listen, watch, or better still, join in). I never got to fulfil this fantasy in my first marriage though, being unable to persuade my first wife of the benefits of having sex with others, although I did go off and enjoy the ‘bull’ side of the equation.

I’ve been weight training since I was twenty one and although I’m no oil painting, I have been referred to as ‘The Body’ by more than one female friend. I’m sure this definitely contributed to, firstly one of my friends sharing his girlfriend with me, and then later on another friend sharing his wife. I did thoroughly enjoy the sex with my friends women but still fantasised about the situation in reverse with my wife being serviced by someone else.

In my second (and present) marriage I was determined to fulfil the fantasy, so slowly introduced my second wife (Angel) to the idea, when we were having sex, of her having sex with others. I would say things when she was nearing climax such as “I’m a lucky man I bet any young stud would love to be fucking your gorgeous pussy right now” and “You’re so sexy I bet you could pull any guy you wanted and give him the best fuck of his life”. These sort of comments always pushed her over the brink very quickly into great climaxes so I was pretty sure one day, when the time was right, I would be able to fix her up with some lucky guy for her first extramarital sex. Anyway, back to the day it became reality!

We were having a late autumn break in one of those centres where there are water features like a wave pool, slides, etc. indoors in a very large heated structure. Our favourite place to relax between using the pool and the water slides was on the terrace above one end of the wave pool. There were tables and chairs where we could sit, have a drink, and indulge in watching other people using the pool. Usually we’d use the pool together when it was time for the wave machine to kick in but occasionally Angel would go down on her own and I’d enjoy watching her jumping, trying to keep her head above the water, as each wave came towards her. I’d be transfixed by her lovely breasts as they bounced up and down in her skimpy bikini and always had a hard on well before the waves had finished. She knew what she was doing to me and enjoyed teasing me during the day so that I couldn’t wait to fuck her when we finally returned to our room.

At 34 she was an extremely attractive sexy woman with a fantastic body. She still is at 48!. Her lovely firm breasts are probably an average size at 34c but look much larger because of her very slim waist and her hips and bum are firm, round and very, very sexy. Luckily for me she is one of these rare women who genuinely don’t realize how good looking they are.

Back to the recollection. On the third day we were there, I was watching Angel bouncing alone when I saw a young guy approach and start talking to her. Angel looked a bit taken aback when he first spoke but then she obviously started enjoying whatever he was saying because I could see her smiling and laughing with him. I’m not into men, but I could see that he was a good looking guy with a good shape, so obviously, I was thinking of the possibilities this might give and my usual erection at watching Angel became so hard it was starting to hurt.

When the waves had finished and Angel walked out of the pool to return to me I watched the guy, and he was watching her very intently, as he returned to his seat which was not far from the pool’s edge. She was walking very sexily, swaying her gorgeous hips and ass, and I knew some of this may have been for my benefit, but it was more than likely completely for his. Whoever it was for, it worked on both of us because he was covering his crotch with both hands by the time he reached his seat. When Angel sat down next to me I could see she was still flushed and was smiling so I asked her what the young guy had said to her. She said, not very convincingly, that it was just general chit-chat but it didn’t take much cajoling to prise the actual content of their conversation from my flustered wife. Basically, he had told her that he hoped she wouldn’t take offence, because he knew she was with someone, but she was the sexiest most attractive woman that he had seen in a long, long while and he couldn’t help the compulsion to walk over and tell her so. He also said that now he had relieved this compulsion to make himself look stupid in the eyes of a gorgeous woman he would go back to his seat and probably hide when she told her partner and he came looking for him. Angel said that after the initial shock, she was very flattered because although she feels that she looks pretty good in a bikini it was nice of someone to actually tell her, so she quickly put his mind at ease that there would be no-one coming to find him as I would probably be very pleased that someone else found her attractive. I quickly told her that I was extremely pleased at this young man’s appreciation of her and also told her that I had seen him watching her walk away and that he was obviously turned on by the sight of her gorgeous derrière as he struggled to cover the bulge in his swim shorts before he sat down. Angel flushed even more at this but was obviously very happy with the reaction she had received from him.

At this point I just blurted out “So when are you going to fuck him Angel?” She looked at me for about ten seconds, trying to gauge if I was serious, and then a big smile spread over her face as she surprised me by saying “Would now be too soon?” It was obvious that all my training her up for sex with another guy was not as subtle as I thought! All the times that I had fantasised about her agreeing to this one day I never realised what my reaction would be. My heart started hammering in my chest. I was scared and excited all at once. My legs felt weak, but my cock was rock hard! Although I was nervous now that the big day had come I leant over and very passionately kissed my wonderful wife and said “Now would be fantastic!”.

We talked some more and decided she should take him to the cubicle we used in the changing room and that I would make sure I was nearby so that she was o.k. Angel made sure that I was really okay with this happening and when the wave machine started up again she went down to the pool alone again. She walked over to the guy, spoke to him and left her towel on his table before she entered the pool. He followed close behind her. They were chatting, smiling and laughing in the pool until I saw her lean in closer, put her hand under the water between them, smile broadly. say something to him, walk sexily from the pool, pick up her towel and go to the changing rooms. A couple of minutes later he also left the pool, picked up his towel, and holding his towel over his crotch, headed for the changing rooms.

I gave him a couple of minutes to find Angel and then, clutching my own towel to hide my erection, got up on shaking legs and followed them into the changing rooms. There was no sign of them so, as the door to the cubicle we usually use was shut, I quietly entered the one next to it and locked the door. As I sat down and listened, the sounds of whispering and kissing could be heard quite clearly from the next cubicle. By now my cock was straining to get out of my shorts so I quickly discarded my shorts, sat back on my towel with my rock hard cock in my hand, and listened intently while my wife was getting ready to have sex with a stranger. The kissing sounds stopped and I heard an exclamation of delight from Angel and the next thing I heard was moans of pleasure from the guy. I had a quick peak under the bottom of the cubicle just low enough to see their feet. The guy had his back to the door, his shorts were around his ankles, and Angel was facing him on her knees. I didn’t need Einstein to tell me that she was giving the lucky fucker a blow job. I was really, really enjoying imagining her lovely lips around another guy’s cock and had to ease off stroking my own throbbing dick before I came too soon. After five or ten minutes he stopped moaning and about thirty seconds later I heard Angel firstly give a gasp, and then softly moan with pleasure. A quick peak underneath at their legs showed me that she was standing facing the wall and the guy had obviously slid his cock into her from behind. I was really struggling to stop myself coming now, even without touching the biggest, hardest, erection I’d ever had in my life. When I heard Angel start to stifle her cries as she reached her first orgasm, the sounds tipped me right over the edge and I had to keep myself quiet as I literally sprayed the cubicle with sperm. I had never, in my life, had such a strong orgasm. The first spray hit the door and the second almost matched it!

After I had stopped pumping my seed on the floor I felt drained and sat there wondering how a situation like my wife behaving like a dirty sex hungry slut with another man could turn me on so much. To be truthful, there was a few minutes when I thought ‘What the fuck am I doing sitting in here listening to my wife being serviced by another guy?’. This soon passed though when I realised that I was starting to get turned on again by the moans of pleasure from Angel in the next cubicle.

Pretty soon I had a full erection again and was stroking my cock again thinking ‘Go on Angel’, ‘Give the guy the best fuck of his life’ and hoping she was being as depraved and dirty as she possibly could be to make him fill her gorgeous pussy with hot spunk. By her moans and cries I heard her orgasm several times when, at last, I heard his groans as he emptied his balls, and Angel’s delighted cries as she felt his cock jumping and spurting deep inside her. This of course sent me over the edge again and the floor of the cubicle received what was left in my aching balls..

It quietened down in the cubicle next to me and all I could hear were whispers and giggles from Angel and the occasional smooching sound. After about ten to fifteen minutes I heard the cubicle door open and shut and someone padding away. I took a peek under the cubicle and could see Angel was still there alone. I put on my shorts, cleaned the door and floor with my towel, left my cubicle, and knocked quietly on Angel’s door whispering “Are you okay Angel?” She replied “Come in, the doors not locked”. I quickly entered and locked the door behind me. She was sitting on the bench wrapped in his towel and looking up at me a bit guiltily. I was not expecting how strongly the cubicle smelt of male spunk and was taken aback just for a second. “Are you okay?” she said quietly to me, as if she was expecting disapproval. “I’m better than okay, you gorgeous sexy bitch” I said and kissed her passionately while peeling the towel off her. She had her legs closed as she sat there and funnily enough, given the circumstances, seemed a bit shy and reluctant when I gently prised them apart to see her beautiful, swollen, wet, well fucked cunt. The insides of her lovely firm thighs were glistening with her own love juice where it had ran down her legs as she was being fucked and as I watched, his white cream started to ooze out of her pussy and slowly rum down between the cheeks of her gorgeous ass. I’d barely lost my erection from my second orgasm so lost no time in dropping my shorts, kneeling before Angel, and sliding my cock in her soaking sperm filled love tunnel. “Ow” she exclaimed when I had slid fully in. “I’m a bit sore!” I stopped moving and Angel could see that I was a bit disappointed when I withdrew so she said “I’m not sore everywhere!”

Now, I know it’s unusual for a guy but I’ve never been that bothered about anal sex. I don’t mind for a change occasionally, and I know Angel loves it and has always wanted me to do it more often so I didn’t want to disappoint her on this momentous day. Besides, I was gagging to get inside her gorgeous newly fucked body. Angel turned around and knelt on the floor, her arms resting on the bench and I gently eased my love juice and sperm coated cock into her lovely tight ass. “I expect you’ll be offering your new friend this lovely tight ass next?” I whispered to Angel as I slowly fucked her over the bench. “Oh, No Way” she said, between her moans of pleasure, “He’s too big for this”. Well… I thought I was reasonably big at seven inches long and six inches around so the certain knowledge that my wife had just been well and truly serviced by a younger guy, packing a larger cock than mine, triggered my third orgasm of the day. I doubt if there was any cream left in my balls but Angel could feel my cock kicking inside her and she let out a sigh of satisfaction and possibly relief that it was obvious I was more than okay with her fucking another man.

We cleaned up and got dressed. I bought a bottle of wine at the small site supermarket and we went back to our room and talked and laughed about the experience for the rest of the day. We never saw her young stud again as he’d told her that he was just on a day pass and she hadn’t thought to get his phone number. Since that day Angel has obviously had some great times with other guys, with me either being told later in great detail, listening, (down the phone is good too), or more often than not, joining in the fun.

For sheer intensity though….and I’m sure most husbands will agree… nothing matches that first time when your wife fucks another guy and you hear her moans of pleasure as she is fucked to orgasm!

Love to all you like minded folk

Submitted by: Ayjay. U.K.


January 7, 2010

Wi-Fi Camera Fun

I want to share with all cuckolds a new way to experience our favorite sexual game: an Internet camera. Let me tell you how my wife and I use it.

She is a beautiful Latino raven haired beauty, 35 years old and hot as hell. She loves fucking and that is all she thinks about. Her desire is far above my capabilities to satisfy her, so she has always had other men in her bed. Several times a week she calls one of her lovers or she picks up someone new and takes him to the same downtown hotel. She always calls me before she starts and after she has finished fucking. This way, when she comes home late, I never worry.

A few weeks ago I bought this great Internet WiFi camera and set it up with the hotel’s code. I hid it in a compartment inside her purse, with a small opening on the side for the lens, so when they get to the room, she places it on a convenient surface and switches it on. The camera automatically connects and starts streaming the video and audio to my computer or iPhone. Then she calls me and tells me she is going to fuck for a while.

Yesterday morning, for example, I was at work when she called. She mentioned she had picked up someone new. There were other people in the office, but fortunately my cubicle is near a wall so no one can see my screen. I immediately browsed to the correct address and saw them kissing and undressing. He was a big man and when she knelt to unzip his fly, I saw the largest cock I’ve ever seen. Jesus! She admired it and said it was the most beautiful dick in the world and proceeded to lick it, bite it and suck it. I don’t know how she managed it, but she ate it to the hilt. He then held her head and started mouth fucking my lovely wife until he came inside her mouth, something she likes very much.

Then they undressed and went to bed. At this point I was called to a meeting so I missed the next scenes, but when I returned and tuned in again I saw him entering her from behind, doggy style, while she panted and screamed with delight. She must have orgasmed many times. Then they changed positions and tried front to front, front to back, she on top, 69, standing up, she sitting on his face and any other possible fucking position. The man had never ending sexual energy and kept fucking her hour after hour until she pleaded him to stop. In all they were together for about ten hours and I watched most of them from my office. My coworkers even commented that I was staying later than usual.

Eventually she stopped the recording and called me saying she would be home soon. I left immediately and we both arrived home at the same time. She asked me not to fuck her as her cunt was too swollen and hurt, however she sat on my face and asked me to clean her up, which I gladly did. I put the video recording on my home computer so while I was licking her, she could watch the show she had given me. As the recording progressed she was commenting it and mentioned several times that Charles, as the man was called, would now be part of her stable of stallions, an idea to which I completely agreed.

Ours is a very happy marriage. I earn a good salary and like my work quite a bit. I fuck her two or three times a week and she fucks her lovers every day. There are days when she fucks two and sometimes even three of us. Fucking, eating and sleeping is all she does. Sometimes she goes shopping and once in a while we go to a party, but her main activity is fucking. She also likes to have two or three men at the same time, all inside her at the same time. Sometimes I’m one of them. Others I just watch or wait for her. But what makes our marriage work is that I’m very happy supporting her and enjoying her very intense sexual activity.

Submitted by: Alonso - Mexico


January 3, 2010

Best night yet

I have enjoyed several sexual encounters with other guys but this one is the best so far. Our neighbor Walter has been involved in a few of them. One night when my Hubby was out of town I was very horny and asked Walter if he would like to drop by and listen to an idea I had. I knew his wife was out of town also. He said he would be right over. When he arrived he could tell I was hot by the way I was dressed. Short skirt, see through blouse and the way I was sitting on the couch with my skirt almost above my ass. I asked him if he would be interested in listening to my plan. He said of course. I told him I had talked to my Hubby about my idea and that he said he would love it.

The plan was that my Hubby and I would rent two adjoining motel rooms and that Walter and I would go to a local bar and meet up with two of the guys he worked with, Walter had told me before about them and trying to get me to fuck them. They were both married but didn’t get enough sex from their wives and were wanting some more and knew of Walter’s sessions with me.

He loved the idea and said he would ask the guys if they were up for it. He fucked me before he went though, I just laid back on the couch, pulled my skirt up and panties to one side while he took his trousers off and shoved his cock in me. He fucked me hard and fast and came hard inside me and then just left me panting and leaking on the couch.

I got a message a few days later from Walter that it was all systems go and we arranged a date when Hubby was back.

The date came, we had booked the rooms and me and Hubby headed to the bar. I told him to sit at a booth opposite that would give him a good view of what was going on under the table with the new boys. After a few drinks and a few dances I was so fucking horny that while I was sitting at the booth I pulled my skirt up over my waist and let the two guys Walter worked with play with my pussy under the table as my hubby watched from across the room.

It wasn’t long before Walter suggested it was time to head over to the motel and the three of them could take turns pounding my pussy. I agreed and we headed to the motel in Walts car. My Hubby left at the same time and was already in the adjoining room when we got there. I closed the door on him and told him to sit close to it. I wanted to made sure he could hear everything. I was fucked senseless for hours and when the three of them finally finished and left the room I knocked on the door to the adjoining room and my Hubby opened the door. He was as naked as I was and had a huge erection. He took my hand and led me to the bed where he began fucking my used pussy over and over. When he had finally finished he cleaned me up for over an hour. This was the most sexually satisfying night of my life. My hubby wants a repeat as soon as possible. I told him he wouldn’t have to wait long.

Submitted by: Beth - California

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