June 7, 2010

My Diary

Cuckold Place Update

My Diary

We are in our mid forties. We started this lifestyle about two years ago when I discovered my wife was in the beginning stages of having an affair. She works part time in the office where my boss works. (I’m a fire fighter and her boyfriend is my chief)

Her other boyfriend is the mailman at her main job. He is what she calls a GQ model. Big, muscular, tanned and a VERY good looking guy.

Without going into much detail she has only had sex with the mail man two times. She has only had sex with the chief once.

As I type this she is on her way to have drinks with the mailman. She has cut him off from sex because he only wants to fuck her when he comes into the office. She demanded the they go out into public for dinner and drinks.

She just text me to tell me she is on her way to the bar. She is not sure if she is in the mood for sex tonight and thinks it will only be a short night with no sex. We’ll have to see.

8/28/09 Diary Entry

Today was a good day. Her date last night was a bust. They went to a local restaurant where they ate dinner and had a few drinks as they talked. He walked her out to her car where they made out for a while, but with no place to go to fuck they just decided to mess around in the parking lot. She told me that he undid her bra and played with her nipples (we call them her go buttons)

When she got home she told me all about the date as we were having sex. As I was sucking her nipples she asked me if her nipples taste like steak and shrimp. We fucked like crazy last night.

Well today I was on my way to work. She text me and asked me to look at the chief and see if he has a smile.

I asked why and she told me that she met him at the office and gave him a blow job. She said that they didn’t fuck because they had no time, but they are going to get together next Tuesday night.

I’ll keep you posted.

8/31/09 Diary Entry

Well the best laid plans sometimes go to hell. My wife was going to meet “chief” for a good fucking on Tuesday. As luck would have it my wife got her monthly “friend” yesterday. She said, “Oh well, I’ll just suck him off again.”

I cant stop thinking about my wife on her knees in front of him sucking every last drop of cum out of my boss’s cock. I wish that someday she will allow me to watch her.

By: Michael732

You can read more of Michael’s diary entries right up to the present day here


June 5, 2010

Women - Brave enough?

Here’s another superb blog from the ever-wonderful Cuckoldress Jinxypie. It’s another insightful piece into the issue of single women and their lack of exposure to the cuckold lifestyle. Something I have been aware of for some time and that me and Jinxy have discussed before.

The lifestyle contains tons of hotwives and plenty of Bulls, it also has a huge number of Cuckold Wannabes. What it is lacking is women that would like a hotwife style relationship. I recently posted a blog to try and get more women interested in my dating site, but I think it’s a real case of women not knowing this lifestyle exists, and that is the hardest part, getting their attention. Even some women who find it and give it a go I think are sometimes put off by overbearing cucks and ones that are too needy and dominant over them. Guys that think and would say it’s all about the women but really they’re only selfishly thinking of their own kinks and fantasies.

All of us need to do more to try to encourage women to be brave enough to make the step into this and not scare off the ones that do dip their toes in trying it out.

Anyway here’s Jinxpie’s take on the issue.


Are You Brave Enough To Try It

Imagine finding someone that loves you for everything you are, as the saying goes ‘warts and all’. What if part of who you are is a woman with a very high sex drive? Sure, men think about sex just as much as a woman does. But are they up to the task of satisfying you? Can they keep your sexual appetite in check?

Believe it or not, there are so many men that are looking for a woman to love them and cuckold them at the same time. I get many emails from such men, hoping that I have a friend interested in a similar lifestyle that I lead. Much to their dismay, I don’t have many single friends… but I have started pointing them in the direction of a specific website, hotwifedating.com. It’s a website that basically caters to the hotwifing/cuckolding lifestyle, a site where hotwives, bulls, or cucks can go find a “match” for their current situation.

In talking with the webmaster of hotwifedating.com, he agrees that there are not enough women that are aware of this lifestyle. It’s one that so many men want their wives to have, to enjoy to the fullest, yet many women are oblivious to the fact that it even exists. There are many hotwives and cuckoldresses that are able to find as many bulls as they’d like, but what about those women that have a high sex drive and may be single? Those women that certainly would enjoy having their sexual freedom, but also having a man to care about, to love, and that loves them back, that’s completely willing to let her go and have sex with as many men as she pleases. Where do we find those ladies?

That’s really hard to answer. A lot of women grow up not really talking about their sexuality, or being told that due to their religious upbringing, sex is something you’ll figure out when the time is right. But you’re ONLY supposed to have sex with that ONE person for the rest of your life, like it or not. It’s really hard to break the ideas that you’ve been force-fed most of your life. Even if a woman doesn’t really feel that way inside, she has to act like it for the sake of society. We’re not supposed to ‘rock the boat’ or be the one seen as different and scandalous! What if your flirty, trampy behavior gets back to your boyfriend or husband?!

What I would like for women to realize is, you don’t have to sneak around and hide what you’re doing. When you’re trying to be secretive and hiding things, you’re more on edge and always paranoid. How can you be happy if you’re constantly worrying? You don’t need to feel like you have to hide it! There are so many men out there that want nothing more than to have someone to love and treat like a princess, that will go out and be with as many men as she desires. You CAN have your cake and eat it too! And then have some brownies and pie and ice cream, and as many other deserts as you’d like.

Ladies, don’t feel like you need to be restricted or hide who you truly are. Once you realize you can be honest and open about everything in your heart and mind, you’ll start to see the changes in yourself – and you’re bound to feel better than ever. Don’t you want a cuck of your own?


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June 3, 2010

More fun for K

Here’s another submission from L and his lovely wife K.


Within only two weeks of her being royally taken and used by her football playing friend, we had arranged yet another date for my wife K. She was jumping into the Hot Wife world full speed trying to make up for all the lost years in her life when she was very shy and reserved.

We found this next gentleman on Swinglifestyle (SLS) and she was very impressed with how suave and professional he seemed to be in his letters to her. My wife had very few jitters like she did with her footballer before this next date. She was enjoying a certain degree of freedom knowing that this man coming by was very hot for her and that they were meeting primarily for the purpose of having as much pure unadulterated sex as possible. Once again I was allowed to watch and take pictures but to in no way get involved or stop her from doing whatever she wanted to with him and he to her. I had noticed before that she definitely treated these male visitors much different sexually than she did me. With me it was same old, same old. With these guys, she was out to impress and to let the slut lurking just under the surface out to play for an evening.

Once again she started out by chatting on the couch with him taking a little while to get to know each other. She did find that having a mental attraction as well as physical to her dates made the sex even more mind blowing for them both. Within only 30 minutes they had gone from hand holding and talking to her straddling him on his lap, passionately kissing him, with his hands under her miniskirt feeling her ass cheeks and showing off the black thong she wore just for him. From there she whispered into his ear that she thought they would both be more comfortable in the bedroom. She asked me to make them both another drink and to bring it up with me.

Once in the bedroom they wasted zero time undressing each other. She had him naked first and had her fingers wrapped around his fully hard cock already stroking it. He wasn’t huge or anything but more like a perfect size that she could handle and enjoy to the fullest easily. My wife pulled him down to the bed and showed him just how talented she was with her mouth. You could see him laying there with his hand on his forehead having both his cock and ego stroked while this beautiful Hot Wife paid full attention to sucking his balls in a way only she can.

After about 20 minutes of intense back and forth foreplay she straddled him and mounted his cock and proceeded to fuck him first slowly then faster and faster until she came for the first time fucking him. After that it really went crazy, they fucked endlessly for two hours in every position imaginable. He rode her and she rode him. He possessed her totally and she gave herself to him 100 percent in a way I have never seen before. I lost all track of how many times she came during the evening but she kept telling him how very impressed she was with his stamina and how he instinctively knew which buttons of hers to press. She was covered with sweat and almost hoarse from screaming when he finally laid her on her back, spread her legs wide, and fucked her for ten minutes straight before pulling out and dumping his second load of the evening on her stomach.

After they cuddled for a while together totally exhausted. They then got up to get dressed and she made him promise to come back very soon to do this to her again. He held her and looked into her eyes and asked if she was his slut and she nodded back and said yes. He said he would be back very soon and that he’d call her so that she could be ready for him. Needless to say, my wife was too tired and used afterwards to want any kind of attention at all from me. She was asleep within 20 minutes of him leaving knowing that she would be seeing him again soon.

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You can read some more of Wife’s K’s adventures here:

Tog Takes Advantage Part 1

Tog Takes Advantage Part 2

Ex Footballer Fucks my Wife

Submitted by: L - Virginia - Check out their Hotwife Dating Profile Here


May 30, 2010

Delivery Boy

True story submitted by Cindy from Pennsylvania.


A few weeks ago I was working at my computer in the lower level of our home when the sliding glass door unexpectedly opened. I knew my husband Dave was outside doing something and thought for certain it was him reentering the house. It was a Monday morning and Dave had just returned from dropping off our eleven year old at the bus stop. I was sitting at the desk facing the door and was clad in my robe only. The robe was loose at the top and my breasts were almost completely exposed. As the door closed, I called out Dave’s name and looked up only to find that it wasn’t Dave …. it was the Culligan man …. or rather the Culligan boy. I blushed, he blushed, and I pulled the top of my robe closed. Too late however, I knew he just had a peek at what I’ve always considered to be one of my best assets, my ample breasts. Seems that I’d forgotten that this was the Monday we were scheduled for our monthly water treatment delivery. This was a new delivery guy and I tried not to appear too flustered as I directed him to the room in which he was to place the water treatment equipment. He was young, tall and handsome, probably in his mid twenties. As he left, he had a difficult time making eye contact with me as he said goodbye, he was still blushing. After saying goodbye to Dustin (I noticed the name tag on his uniform), and closing the door behind him, I sat back down at the computer and realized that I was excited by the unexpected surprise visit. I found my mind wandering, what if? What if I had been sitting there in the nude? What if I had been really provocatively dressed? What if I were to have seduced him? Doing my best to remove these fantasy thoughts from my head, I wondered what Dave would have thought? At 42 years of age, 5′2″, 120 pounds with 36c breasts, Dave refers to me as his MILF, and has encouraged me to “explore” my sexuality and “enjoy” myself whenever the opportunity presents itself. Well, I knew what Dave would have thought. Hell, he would’ve probably encouraged me.

I closed the project I was working on, turned the computer off and went upstairs as Dave was coming through the front door. He had been in the garage working when the Culligan truck arrived and asked me if everything went okay downstairs with the delivery. I hesitated, but then thought what the heck, and told Dave that it was a new guy and that he caught me somewhat indisposed. Dave could tell by the look on my face that I wasn’t at all upset by the fact that this young stranger had caught me off guard and had seen most of my breasts. I decided to take it a bit farther and quickly fantasized to Dave that the next time, I’d be prepared and perhaps seduce the new guy. Dave’s reaction…”Go for it”.

Weeks passed and I had dismissed thoughts of my “Culligan man encounter” when again I spotted the delivery truck enter our rural driveway. Curious as to whether it was the same guy, I proceeded to open the lower level sliding doors to allow him access to the room housing the treatment equipment. This time, fully dressed, I greeted him. It was the same young guy, Dustin. I could tell by the look on his face that he clearly remembered the last time he was here. This time I paid a little closer attention to his appearance. He was tall, lanky, maybe 6′2″, clean and well groomed with a real boyish look. On several occasions as he was changing the equipment I caught him glancing at me out of the corner of his eye. As he handed me a receipt and exited the house to the driveway, I found my eyes trained on his lanky frame and again found myself fantasizing about a possible sexual encounter. With Dave gone for the day, I proceeded upstairs with a recently completed load of laundry in hand. Depositing the load of laundry on our bed for folding, I couldn’t help myself and reached for my favorite vibrator. I had to relieve the sexual tension I now felt between my legs. My imagination ran wild. I removed my slacks, slid my panties down and reclined on my back on the bed. As the vibrator Dave bought me hummed away on my clit, I imagined greeting Dustin at the doorway dressed only in thong panties, my black bodice and 4″ heels. I imagined closing the door behind him, pulling the drapes closed and telling him that the water treatment system was not the only thing that needed serviced. This was about as far as I got when my orgasm washed over me and my hips and abdomen shuddered to a very wet climax. God, how I wished Dave was there to finish the job. I needed his cock in me. Truth was I needed “a” cock in me.

Nearly four weeks passed and it was approaching delivery time again. I told Dave that I had seen Dustin again during his last delivery and that it appeared he was now our regular delivery guy. Remembering my initial comments regarding my fantasy to seduce him, Dave got that knowing little grin on his face and said “well, did you give him an opportunity to experience my MILF?” I laughed and said “No, but tomorrow is delivery time and who knows?” Sensing I was serious, he asked me what my plans were. I said I wasn’t certain, and I really wasn’t, but that if he was interested in seeing what unfolded, he should be in position at one of the lower level windows at delivery time the following morning. I should mention at this point, that this is not at all the kind of thing I usually do. I have had a number of extra-marital trysts over the last several years. All of which were with Dave’s approval and encouragement. Yes, encouragement. Me having sex with other men was and is his fantasy. At first, I was more than just a bit reluctant to fulfill that fantasy, but as time passed, the thought of having another man’s cock in me became more appealing and I found myself enjoying Dave’s fantasy of sharing me with other men. Now there have not been many, (not nearly enough according to Dave), and those lovers that I have taken were people that I came to know either professionally or were mutual friends of ours.

If I followed thru and made my “Dustin” fantasy a reality, it would be the first time I had sex with what could indeed be considered a stranger. That night in bed Dave sucked and licked my thick dark nipples, kissed me and slowly finger fucked me while I held my vibrator against my clit and fantasized aloud what I was going to do to Dustin and what I wanted him to do to me. As badly as I wanted Dave’s cock in me, I knew that if he fucked me he would cum in me and I wanted to be fresh in the morning so I insisted that I wanted to see him cum and asked him to masturbate with me and cum on my tits. I just love that. In no time I was cumming as Dave deposited his load on my quaking tits. After some recovery time he told me he was really looking forward to the “delivery” Dustin was going to make. So was I.

The following morning, no words passed between us regarding the Culligan man’s scheduled appearance. However, you could sense the sexual tension in the air as I disappeared to the bathroom and bedroom to prepare myself. Dave disappeared to the garage and I knew he was waiting there until the appropriate time. I can’t remember when I was ever this nervous and excited about the prospect of having sex with anybody. I dressed in my sexy black bodice and chose a pair of skimpy see-thru black lace panties. Adjusting the panties, I realized just how excited I was by the moisture forming in the juncture of my thighs. It was just about time. I pulled on a pair of 4″ high heels, my cum fuck me pumps, grabbed my short red silk robe and headed down the steps to the lower level of the house. As I sat staring nervously at the computer, wondering if I should really go through with this or for that matter if I could go through with this.

I heard the delivery truck in the driveway. God, what if it wasn’t Dustin? What if it was another delivery man? I glanced out one of the side windows and saw him. It was Dustin. As he disappeared from the driveway pushing his lift truck toward the walkway leading to the lower level, I tried to calm myself by taking several deep breaths. What would I do if he wasn’t interested? The potential for embarrassment was enormous. So was the excitement! As he approached the sliding glass door, I opened it and he entered pushing his lift truck. Knowing where he was going this time, he passed by me and I closed the door behind him, locking it and pulling the drapes closed. Hearing the drapes sliding shut, he paused and looked over his shoulder at me. He appeared somewhat confused as I took several steps toward him in my high heels and robe. Now about six feet away, I faced him and undid the sash on my robe. Spreading my stance ever so slightly and placing my hands on my hips, he now had a clear view of my breasts trying to escape the top of my bodice and my lace panties. Seconds passed that seemed like hours as he stood there, mouth hanging open, clearly wondering just what was going on. The moment of truth was here as I told him that we were alone and asked him if he was interested in servicing more than the just the water treatment equipment. Glancing at his crotch as his eyes wandered up and down my body, I knew by the instant bulge in the crotch of his delivery uniform that the answer was yes. As he parked his lift truck in the middle of the room, he asked if I was serious. I answered his question by walking up to him, encircling his waist with my arms and kissing him full on the lips. His response was tentative at first but within seconds his tongue entered my mouth and his hands went beneath my robe and were cupping and massaging the cheeks of my ass. As I ground myself against him, I could feel his excitement as his hardening cock pressed against my belly. God I was excited! I stepped back and allowed my robe to fall from my shoulders.

Looking at him, I turned full circle and asked him if he approved. He answered with an emphatic “yes” and stated that he didn’t have much time. With that I moved forward, lowered the top of my bodice, took both of my breasts in hand and offered them to him. He licked and sucked both of them. Moaning, I lowered my left hand to his crotch and rubbed his stiff cock through the front of his slacks. God, he was hard, and thick. He reciprocated by cupping my soaking pussy with one hand and squeezing my ass with the other as he licked my nipples. I was sure I had been this wet before, but at that moment I couldn’t remember when. I almost came as his fingers traced back and forth over my pussy. I dropped to my knees in front of him, undid his zipper, unbuckled his pants and lowered them to the floor. He quickly stepped out of them, kicked them aside and removed his shoes and socks. Again, I reached out and ran my hand over the bulge that was forming a tent in his boxer shorts. Lowering his shorts, he kicked them aside and his rigid cock was now bobbing in the air inches from my face. He was seven to eight inches long and incredibly thick. I couldn’t close my hand around it as I tugged him toward my waiting mouth. Although I tried, I couldn’t get more than two inches of him in my mouth. As I jacked the base of his cock with one hand, my free hand went to my pussy. Pulling the soaked crotch band aside, I rubbed my fingers in circles over my swollen clit and then easily inserted first one, then two fingers in my open pussy. God I was wet. My juices were running down the inside of my thighs.

Dustin moaned as I removed my mouth from the head of his rock hard cock and moved toward the couch. Standing in front of the couch, I removed my panties, turned to face the couch and while looking over my shoulder at Dustin, I placed both knees on the couch, leaned forward, spread my knees apart and invited him to take me from behind. I told him that I just had to feel him inside me as he approached from across the room with his cock in his hand. He positioned himself directly behind me and reached around to cup my swollen breasts. He lightly squeezed my nipples as I reached back and took him in my hand, guiding him to my opening. Preparing to take him, I rubbed the head of his cock up and down my wetness and positioned him against my opening. “Do it”, I said, “put it in me and fuck me”. Both hands on my ass now, he slowly pushed forward against my opening and finally the thick head of his cock was in me. We both gasped, and time stood still as I took the opportunity to adjust to his thickness. Then I felt him press forward ever so slightly and another inch or two entered me as he lovingly squeezed and separated the cheeks of my ass. Again, he remained still to allow me to adjust to his girth but it was me who continued to move. My hips twitching involuntarily as my first orgasm rippled through my convulsing abdomen. He asked me if I was ready for more and I answered by pushing my ass back on his cock taking another two or three inches. God, I felt so full inside. He asked me if I was ready for the rest of it and all I could think to say as I looked over my shoulder at him was “fuck me….fuck me”. He began slowly at first, and then faster until soon I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. I had all of him in me now. The head of his cock was pushing against my uterus and I couldn’t stop cumming. The sensation of being this full was exquisite and I was screaming over and over “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, fuck me hard, fuck me hard”. He sawed in and out of my wet pussy with an unrelentingly steady rhythm, his groin slapping noisily against my upturned ass. And then it happened, he began bucking into me even harder and moaning and I knew he was about to cum. Reaching back, I cupped and gently squeezed his balls, looking over my shoulder, conscious of my tits swinging violently from his steady pounding, I urged him on, telling him how much I wanted him to cum in me. At that moment I felt him go tense as he pressed himself deep into me, his cock swelling and jerking, splashing spurt after spurt of hot cum deep into my pussy as he groaned and struggled for breath. I came again feeling him release in me and at my urging he continued fucking me as his cock began to soften. God, I actually felt his hot cum spray the walls of my pussy. My hips continuing to twitch and my ass twisting back against him, on shaky legs now, I was still cumming, attempting to milk every last drop of cum from this incredible cock. Finally, the convulsions in my abdomen slowed and then stopped as his deflating cock slipped noisily from my cum-filled pussy. Out of breath, I quickly turned around and sat on the hand towel I had the foresight to place on the couch earlier. He was all smiles as he struggled to quickly put his pants on. I too was all smiles as I caught myself marveling at the size of his now flaccid cock as he pulled his underwear on.

Dave!… oh no… in my excitement I completely forgot that he intended on watching. Did he? What did he see? Still out of breath, the thought of Dave watching and now joining me here had me excited again. The only attempt I made to cover up was pulling one of the couch pillows over my lap as I sat there, my swollen breasts heaving, my nipples still hard, watching Dustin prepare to leave. As he walked out the door, the only words he uttered were “Thanks” and “Again next month?”. I looked at him and said “We’ll see”. With that he was gone. In another minute I heard the delivery truck exit the driveway.

Conscious of the copious amount of cum, both his and mine, now running freely from my pussy onto the towel, I attempted to retain as much of his cum as possible by pushing my butt forward on the towel, reaching down and placing a hand over my pussy and leaning back against the back of the couch. I could feel the hard nub of my clit against my palm and the heat emanating from within. Tilting my pelvis upward against my palm I realized just how much I was looking forward to having Dave’s hard cock moving in and out of the sloppy mess that was now my pussy. With a slow but steady rhythm, I was pushing my pussy upward against my hand realizing that I was actually going to give him the sloppy seconds we so frequently fantasized about.

With that, Dave came down the steps from the upper level of the house. He was nude with one of the largest erections I ever saw him have. He stopped at the foot of the spiral staircase, and with cock in hand, asked me if I had a good time. I just grinned and nodded my head. With a very large grin, I asked “Did you see it?”. He grinned in return and nodded, saying that so as not to be seen, he had to look through the side window by the picnic table and that “Ray Charles could have seen that you were having a good time”. I looked at him and his raging hard cock and felt that old familiar twitch between my legs as I spread my legs placing a foot on each of the small round coffee tables situated about three feet apart in front of the couch. Removing the hand from my pussy and pointing to my crotch I said, “Wanna see what a good time I had?”. Dave moved forward, his cock bobbing in the air in front of him, and dropped to his knees between my outspread legs. He reached forward and gently ran his finger up and down my open slit. My hips jerked forward, telling him that I was hungry for more. What a slut. God forgive me, I wanted to fuck, and be fucked again. Reaching down with both hands, I spread the lips of my pussy as he inserted one finger and then two, slowly pushing in and out. There was virtually no resistance as Dustin’s cum bubbled from my open, used pussy around the two fingers Dave slowly moved in and out of me. Standing now with his cock in his hand, I leaned forward taking him in my mouth. He told me how turned on he was from watching that big cock saw in and out of my pussy from behind. “You loved it didn’t you?”. I responded by moaning and shaking my head up and down as I licked and sucked him. “You’d like to fuck him again, wouldn’t you?”. Again I moaned around his cock and shook my head up and down. Removing my mouth from his cock, I looked up into his eyes and while working his cock with one hand and my swollen clit with the other, I admitted that I would like to do it again and that I loved the feel of his large cock. As I jacked his cock he moaned aloud as I went on to tell him that I was on the edge of cumming again at just the thought of that big cock forcing its way into my pussy. Dave moaned again, backing away from me with his cock in hand, watching me, staring down into my lust filled eyes as I my fingers pistoned in and out of my pussy, my hips twitching and my abdomen once again convulsing. I was there, announcing through clenched teeth that I was cumming.

“God, you really did enjoy that big cock didn’t you” Dave said. With ragged breath I answered with a throaty “Yes” and leaned forward taking him in my mouth once more. God he was hard. I could tell by his breathing that he wasn’t far from the edge. The thought of my husband’s cock entering my cum-drenched pussy, cum deposited there by another man, the thought of his cock moving in and out of the slushy mess had me wanting still more. Looking up at him as I held his swollen cock in my hand, I turned and repositioned myself on my knees in front of him and said “Fuck me Dave”…. “Fuck me now”…. “Cum in me”…. “I want your cum to mix with his in my pussy”…. “Take me from behind just like he did”…. “You want that don’t you?”…. “You want your wife’s used pussy”. Jerking his cock slowly back and forth, Dave groaned in lusty anticipation. Reaching back with both hands, I spread myself open knowing that he had to see Dustin’s cum oozing from my opening. “Do you see how open I am for you, do you see how his big cock stretched your wife’s pussy”? Looking over my shoulder I urged him to “Take me, take me now”. Dave surprised me. I thought he’d move forward and ram his cock into my waiting pussy. Instead, he went to his knees behind me, leaned forward and pushed his tongue into my upturned ass. He knows this drives me wild. As he licked and tongued my ass, I continued rolling and fingering my hard clit… I was almost there… again.

Standing now with his cock in hand I felt him rubbing the head up and down over my waiting pussy, spreading and smearing the leaking fluid over the head of his cock. He entered me slowly and with no resistance until I felt his groin pressed tightly against my ass, holding himself there until at my urging he began to saw in and out of me. Looking back between my legs as I fingered myself I could see his balls dripping with Dustin’s cum, could see it pooling on the towel between my knees as his cock forced it to run from me. God forgive me, I’ve never felt this depraved or wanton, but at that moment I wished that Dustin was still there. Wished that I could take his thick cock in my mouth again as Dave fucked me. The thought of fucking both of them, of both of them fucking me, taking turns, alternating between my mouth and my pussy, licking and playing with my swollen breasts, and filling me with endless amounts of hot cum had me right on the edge. Looking over my shoulder again, I urged Dave to fuck me harder as he rubbed a wet finger in circles over the clenching bud of my asshole. Whimpering I pushed back against him. “Yessss…I want that”, “I want it all”. As he slowly and gently inserted his finger deep in my ass, I went wild. It was at that point that I verbalized my lusty thoughts about Dustin, about my desire to fuck both of them, to have them take turns fucking me. “Would you like that?”, I asked. “He wants, wants to… to come back; he wants to… to fuck me again”. “Would you like… like me to… to make that happen, would you like to share, share my pussy with him, to watch his big cock… watch it stretch me and make me cum?” We were both on the edge, and the wet noise coming from my pussy as Dave groaned and slammed himself in and out of me was just too much. I was cumming… cumming again as I felt Dave go tense behind me, felt his cock swell and twitch inside me as he grabbed me by the hips, pulled me back against himself and held me there while he emptied his balls in my used pussy. As Dave’s cock slid from my pussy, we both moved forward onto the couch. Breathless, lying there on our sides, Dave directly behind me, pressed up against my back with an arm draped over me and a hand cupping my left breast. Dave nuzzled and kissed my neck and cheek. We exchanged “I love you’s” and remained motionless attempting to regain our breath. We remained in that position for about an hour with not one word spoken regarding what had just transpired.

Dustin Delivered - Now What?

The balance of the day evolved as most other days. I set about housework and business as usual while Dave busied himself with cutting firewood and working on mountain stone walkways at our pool deck. Our son was away spending the day and the coming evening at a friend’s house. Throughout the day I had reoccurring thoughts about what had transpired and on more than one occasion felt a growing sense of remorse over what had happened, frequently wondering if things would ever again be the same between Dave and I, wondering, but not knowing for certain what Dave thought or for that matter what I thought. To a great extent I dreaded the coming evening when we both went to bed. I wanted to talk about my mixed feelings and my growing feelings of regret and guilt with Dave, but elected to hold off.

Late that evening, Dave made steaks on the grill and we shared a quiet meal chatting about everything but, what I was certain, was on both our minds, certainly mine. Dave volunteered to do the dishes and clean up as I announced that I was going to prepare for bed. As I showered, my second one of the day, images of the forenoon’s adventure flashed through my mind. As I lathered my breasts, my thick nipples hardened as I recalled the vision of Dustin leaning forward taking them in his mouth as I offered them up to him in my cupped hands. My hands traveling down my body to the juncture of my thighs. Closing my eyes I couldn’t clear visions of his thick cock bobbing in front of my face as my soapy fingers found my hardening clit. No, I thought, what’s come over me? This isn’t right and I can’t allow this to happen, not again, not now. It didn’t work. I was lost. Lost in the lusty thoughts of the day as I raised one foot to the edge of the tub. I had to do this, just once, real quick, and then I could rethink everything. As I closed my eyes and steadied myself with one hand on the shower wall, I inserted one, then two fingers of my other hand into my pussy. Surrendering to visions of fucking Dustin and then Dave, I was oblivious to the mewling sounds coming from deep within me and the steady slapping cadence of my palm against my pussy as I gave myself up to the visions parading through my mind. I never heard Dave enter the bathroom and was unaware of his presence till he slid the shower door open. There he stood, naked, his hard cock in hand as he stared at me. I couldn’t stop. My fingers continued their maddening pace as I watched his hand on his cock. Apparently, he’d been listening outside the bathroom door. “Forgive me Dave”, I said, “I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t, but I need this”.

Reaching out, he grabbed my wrist, removing my fingers from my pussy. Turning off the water he helped me out of the shower, picked me up soaking wet and shaking, kissed me and carried me out of the bathroom, down the hall and placed me on our bed. I wasn’t certain what to expect. Well, maybe I was, as he placed me on my back, spread my legs and lowered his mouth to mine, kissed me passionately, licked and sucked my nipples and then trailed downward to my wet, wanting pussy. Looking up from between my legs, his arms outstretched with a breast in each hand, he said, “Its okay, everything is fine”. “I know you’re wrestling with thoughts about everything that happened this morning”. “I need you to know that I love you and that what happened this morning didn’t just happen to you, or just because of you, it happened to and between us, and that makes it special”. “I know that you fear that you enjoyed what happened “too much” and that in some way, that in itself made it wrong.” “Believe me, that’s because it was something we shared and enjoyed together, it can’t be wrong”. “Anything shared and enjoyed between two people in love can’t be wrong”. “Do you love me?”, he asked. “Oh yes,” I responded. “I don’t have to ask if you enjoyed what happened this morning,” he said, “I know you did”. “I’m also certain you know that I too enjoyed it”, he said, “Am I correct?” “Yes” I said, “on both counts”. “Now”, he said as he lowered his mouth to my pussy, “tell me what thoughts were running through your mind in the shower”. As he repositioned himself, cupping my ass in his hands, I spread my legs as far as possible and tilted myself upward into his face and was greeted by his tongue spearing up and down thru the folds of my pussy. “Oh Dave”, I said, “are you sure you want to hear it?” “Yes”, he said, “everything”. “I was thinking about you:, I said. “And Dustin?”, he asked. “Yes…. both of you”, I said. “You were both there, I was…was sucking Dustin’s cock and… and you… were doing, you were doing what you’re doing now”. I was having a difficult time with this and then I decided, what the hell, and I gave in to the moment once again. “I was on my knees, you were behind me eating me and Dustin was sitting on the bed directly in front of me”. With that Dave moved me onto my side and got behind me. Raising one leg in the air, he rubbed the head of his cock over my pussy and slowly inched it forward, entering me. God, he was so hard again. “Do you wish this was Dustin’s cock in you?” Role play I thought, and excitedly I responded “Only if you were here and were going to fuck me too”, I said. “Would you do that?, would you… would… would you fuck me too”?, I asked. “Oh yes, baby, you know I would”, he said. “Oh Dave, would you… would you fuck me again after you know… after he… after he came in me? God I love that, knowing that your cock… that you were… that your cock was covered, just covered with his cum. God Dave I’m going to cum, this is all too much. I’m cumming thinking about it. Oh fuck, yessss, I’m cummming”. Dave held me close and didn’t move while I came on his cock.

What a loving husband to allow me this level of ecstasy. Raising me to my knees, he lowered his face to me from behind and passionately kissed and licked the cheeks of my upturned ass. In an attempt to give him greater access, I lowered my upper body and face onto the mattress. He immediately trailed his tongue down the crack of my ass and began licking and probing at my asshole. God it felt good and I told him so. He responded by spreading the cheeks of my ass with both hands and forcing his tongue deep inside. I reached back and started playing with my clit. I was on fire again. Dave backed away and slowly inserted a finger in my pussy. “So”, he said, “Dustin indicated he wants to come back - Would you like that?” I was reluctant to answer, fearing he may not like what I had to say. I responded anyway and indicated that although it was incredible fantasizing about the two of them with me at the same time, if I did arrange for a return visit, I wanted it to be just Dustin and I. I tried to explain that I’d be willing to share “all the juicy details” with him, and that I was certain I’d be less inhibited if it were just Dustin and I fucking one on one. Dave groaned a muffled “yesss” as I looked back and saw his hard cock in his hand once again. I decided to take it a bit further. I told him that I liked knowing that he was watching. Watching me play with that big cock, and watching him play with my pussy and suck my nipples. Dave now repositioned himself on his knees behind me placing his cock against my pussy. I could feel the mini convulsions beginning again in my abdomen as I spun yet another role play fantasy. Raising up now and looking back, I told Dave I wanted him to watch as Dustin forced that big cock into me stretching my pussy, watch him make me cum and fill me with his sperm. Now looking Dave squarely in the eyes, I said to him “Dustin, I need your cock, please do it, put it in. I need to feel you deep inside”. With that Dave began to slowly enter me. “Oh God yes, oh, slowly, easy, yes, a little more. Oh God, it’s so big, more, easy, Oh God yes… that’s it… oh, you’re in me all the way. Oh God hold it there… I’m cumming… I’m cumming… and I was indeed. I was convulsing from head to toe, my breasts quaking and shaking beneath me. Now fuck me Dustin. Fuck me hard. I need your cum. I need you to fill me. I need to feel it again.” With that Dave began fucking me as hard as he’s ever fucked me and I came again as he emptied himself inside me. With that we both fell forward struggling for breath, kissing, laughing, and hugging. I looked at Dave and said “God that was fun”.. I wish we had discovered this some time ago”. Dave responded by lovingly inserting a finger in my dripping pussy and saying “now certainly is better than never”.

“Hmmmm”, I said reaching down and squeezing his flaccid cock. “Looks like Dustin will be doing an encore”.

Submitted by: Cindy - Pennsylvania


May 28, 2010

Wild Bachelorette Party

Some more pics from those wild and naughty Brides-to-be at The Dancing Bear. This Bachelorette Party or Hen Night as we call them in the UK got really wild when the male stripper came on for Bride Veronika. Dressed in a firefighters outfit, he persuaded the, at first, shy wife to dance with him. As the alcohol flowed Veronika’s friends were soon encouraging her to go further, to feel his body and touch his cock. She soon found the courage to put his cock in her mouth to the delight of her cheering friends. Let’s hope she continues this behaviour well into her new marriage.

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May 26, 2010

Nearly all the way

True experience submitted from a married couple from Kerala, India.


We have been married for eight years, I am thirty six years old and my wife is thirty two years. She is a very conservative catholic girl and a virgin at the time of our marriage. The internet opened up our marriage a little with me chatting and she joining a little; I taught her to chat and slowly we started having sex on webcam.

We made friends with a couple but I was somehow more interested in watching my wife getting seduced and fucked by someone. To make it short this net friend of ours visited us and we were like normal friends the whole day.

At night still nothing was happening after dinner even though the whole atmosphere was sexually charged. I started playing a porno film and started caressing and kissing my wife while our friend was sitting close to us on our bed. I should really compliment him on his patience as he started just by holding her hand for a long time and giving her time to open up. Soon my wife found herself in between us on the bed with her close to me and him on the far side.

We were very lucky as he was a very skilled lover and his foreplay lasted many hours, he just kissed her fingers and started sucking her fingers and slowly I saw his hand cupping her breast through the blouse. My wife was stiff and rigid and was pushing herself onto me so as to be as far away from him as possible. I was surprised to see that my wife was moaning and I found that his one hand was under skirt - was he just touching her through her panties or fingering her? I never knew. His skilled hands slowly unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her bra and he started kissing her hands, the elbow to her armpits, this is the first time my wife had been kissed like this by another man and needless to say she was very aroused.

Sometime in the night we were all nude. He was leading the night and he kept guiding me as to what is to be done, we kissed her together, two male lips sucking her lips at the same time, both her boobs got sucked at the same time and her pussy and thigh were slippery from her juices as our four hands caressed her. She had lost all inhibitions and clearly wanted a cock to fuck her.

All these made my wife beg me, not him, as she was very shy “I need to get fucked, please put it in me”; I wanted him to fuck her first, but still he didn’t attempt to fuck her as we were not sure how my wife would react the next day as it was her first time. But I was surprised to suddenly find him on top of her in the missionary position with his cock hard and sticking out onto her pussy. She was moaning but didn’t spread her legs and during this time I was just lying at the leg side of the bed, watching his cock and her pussy. He was just lying still with no attempt to penetrate her but all the time she was getting deeply French kissed. So after a while I took his cock in my hand and started rubbing her clit and pussy lips. He lifted his hips so I could get more space to rub her with his cock, I inserted a finger of mine while rubbing the clit with his cock; my wife was screaming and moaning and she started parting her legs a little. Slowly my wife’s legs got spread out and were wide open in the all inviting fashion but still he didn’t penetrate her even though his cock was in between her lips.

After a while my wife climbed on top me and was riding me while he was standing on the bed holding her head with his cock inside her mouth. This was the first time that my wife had a cock in her pussy and a cock in her mouth. My wife kept on riding me and I climaxed deep inside her looking at her sucking his cock. Soon he pulled out of her mouth and emptied his balls onto her breasts. Later he left our room and went to sleep in the guest room.

From memories of that wonderful night, we are again in a mood to make friends with other couples and be close to them even though a MFM of my wife is what I really prefer.

Maybe she will let another man fuck her soon.

Submitted by: George - India - email: georgejoseph69 [at gmail dot] com


May 24, 2010

Molly’s Breeding

Message from hotwife Molly Mormon and what she’s been up to.


When you meet a guy for the first time, you always wonder just how really good the performance is going to be. Well, I don’t think this guy had been laid for two months, because he turned me every way but loose! He slapped the meat to me like only a few have done before. I’ve got to have this guy come back! Besides, I did promise him my fine ass! He pumped me so hard from behind that he made me gush all over the floor… No one has ever made me do that before, it was fantastic! I usually only gush when I’m riding cowgirl, so what a surprise it was when it started pouring out of me, bent over the bar! He bred me like he was Sea Biscuit and shot a huge load that I hope you can see running out while he was still pumping it in. After he left, my husband got so horny watching us, that I got his fine, wickedly curved cock as well. Damn, two cocks for Molly in one day! I just love a good breeding, don’t you??

Kisses, Molly







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May 22, 2010

Shy Wife

A recent letter submitted to me by a new hot wife from Arizona. Thanks for posting Shywife, you have the full support of me and my readers.

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I don’t know where to go - no matter how hard I look on the Internet - I find NO support sites for the “hot wives” who are new to this lifestyle. My husband has had this fetish since the day we got married. On our honeymoon he was BEGGING me to go find another man. It took me several years to get over the shock and rejection, it may sound weird, but it hurt me so much that he wanted to “share” me. I would agonize over it and cry over it. I just couldn’t understand how, if he LOVED me, how could he want me to be with other men. He said it would “bring us intimacy” and I was scared he would divorce me if I didn’t. Everytime we made love he would bring it up. Say I needed to “find someone else to do this with in the afternoons” It drove me mad.

Finally, after I had had it up to my ears with his pleas and demands etc - FINALLY - something snapped inside me. I figured, fine, I am completely unsatisfied with our love life anyway, so maybe I can find some “hot stud” who will make me have butterflies and since I have my husband’s blessing and encouragement, I might as well. I had always been such a “good girl”. My husband had been my 4th sexual partner in my whole life when we married. I had always been very shy and never been one to date or have many boyfriends. I had never even had a one night stand. I had always prided myself on being chaste and a good loyal wife so it was so hard and so confusing to me that most other men would LOVE that trait about me and I married a man who wanted me to… well… go out and date, instead of stay in and clean the house, make dinner and take care of him.

As I look back, I see how very lucky I am that I did Marry a man who wants me to have my freedom. He loves me more than I have ever been loved, dotes on me, brings me coffee in the morning, makes me breakfast - he is the most wonderful husband in the world. I would never, could never ever leave him. So, finally after several years of me screaming NO, crying, being so confused and hurt, I finally met someone. I was lucky because he was a nice boy, but he was too young for me and I ended up realizing I was just a “Cougar” to him and I stopped the “relationship” after only a few months (much to his disappointment and my husband’s disappointment).

So, now, I have decided that I am OK with this lifestyle and am ready to pursue it but I am having such an incredibly difficult time doing so, it is almost driving me crazy. I am so sick of being judged and harassed and made to feel weird or feel as though I need to defend my husband. Every man I have met online/in person (no other “boyfriends” yet - simply met a few men as potentials) all of them, when we meet, their jaws drop and ALL OF THEM say something along the lines of “HOW COULD YOUR HUSBAND SHARE YOU? IF YOU WERE MY WIFE I WOULD TIE YOU TO MY BED AND NEVER LET YOU LEAVE” ETC. When I hear those comments, I go right back to where I was a few years ago (heck, a few months ago) to the same question - They are right! HOW COULD HE SHARE ME! And I get so upset and so frustrated and don’t know where to turn. Then, I come to a website like this, and I see how the people are respectful and I know that none of the “true” members on this site would judge me or my husband.

It is a subculture that the mainstream narrow minded people are not able to handle. They don’t understand that it takes the only the truest definition of a “STRONG” “SECURE” man / marriage to allow his wife this gift. I just wish I knew of a place to find “bulls” who were respectful of my boundaries and understand that we are not into this lifestyle to humiliate my husband. He doesn’t even want to be part of anything in the bedroom, doesn’t want to watch, or be a 3rd or anything. He just wants me to go out and have fun, and that, brings him pleasure.

I don’t know if this is the right place to send this but I am at my wits end and done with being judged or feeling weird or alienated. I just want to be part of this community and know that there are some men out there who will respectful and understanding of my situation. I simply wanted to thank you for putting this website up so that I could see that there are others in my situation and are not beating themselves up or feeling “weird”. I just wish I could find “friends” who are supportive of this lifestyle.

Thank you.

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May 20, 2010

Condom Drinking Wife

A video clip for you today to show you a niche fetish from Hotwife Marion. One of her specialties and loves in life is to have her Bull’s fuck her and then hand her their used condoms which she then proceeds to empty into her hungry mouth.

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May 18, 2010

Wife Going Solo

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Going Solo

Hello there ladies, cucks, bulls, wannabe’s, and creepy guys pretending to be one of the aforementioned! Let’s jump right into our true story shall we?

First a brief history… Around this time last year my girlfriend, whom I live with and intend to be with for a very very long time, and I started fooling around with the idea of playing with other couples. It progressed into MFMF play, and somewhere along the way a single guy snuck in for a few vigorous MFM romps. Lately it’s settled into a steady couple friend that we see every few weeks at best (work / school / life priorities). What started at my behest has been progressing away from our original motivation; Daddy (that’s me) sometimes feels like he should turn his girl out, and despite this she (my gf) will very happily do it because Daddy said so.

About two months ago Mrs. HBT was at home wet and ready while I was stuck at work. She wanted to fuck and the best I could do is contact our couple friend who, because they were both off from work, were free in the afternoon. I arranged for them to meet the Mrs at the house an hour before I got home and then contacted the Mrs to let her know. The idea of her on her own TOTALLY turned her on. We talked about her calling me during my drive. We talked about what I wouldn’t be able to stop since I wouldn’t be there. Sadly the plans fell through and haven’t come to pass yet, but I would find out later that it was a seed.

A month ago her and I were talking and she confided that she had been crushing on a new friend of hers which led to us discussing the possibility of her fooling around with him, and maybe taking it further than fooling around. While she was out with him that night, reportedly just to hang out, my mind wandered as it tends to, and the “what if she is…” rush started to hit me and really turn me on. I texted her and let her know and she replied. She liked him but said that she wasn’t sure if it was going anywhere. It was doubtful. When she got home she told me she had given him a peck tonight, and that while joking around he had bitten her shoulder during a playful exchange of roughhousing which had left quite a large bruise. Now with her home our talk turned to the steamy, which turned into me fucking her. What happened next nearly made my head explode….

When she whispered in my ear, “okay, so he really bit me while we were in his truck fooling around and I told him ‘no marks’ but I wanted something only you would see” I nearly came. Needless to say as she retold the details of what was her first solo experience with a guy of any kind since we’ve been together, I pounded her harder and harder from behind, pulling her head back hard by her hair, pulling her onto me by the shoulders until she bottomed out on me. I came in her with a loud release of built-up energy from stroking myself for hours without release before she came home.

Some time the next day she confided that she didn’t expect it, but the idea that I was home letting my imagination run, stroking myself waiting for her, was a huge turn-on. Knowing these guys, and in fact enjoying their company, made the prospect of fucking them so much hotter for her. So much so that she wanted to explore it more. Wanted to do it again. With some reservation I agreed because it was a huge turn-on despite making my stomach flip-flop regularly the whole time. But it’s impossible to argue with the results.

Over the past month or so she’s fooled around with a few guys but until recently really hadn’t made any decent connection with someone she was willing to do more than make-out with and dry-hump. Until recently…

Three days ago she let me know that her new friend was going to take her out to dinner. A date. My cock instantly swelled inside my pants, uncomfortably confined. I encouraged her to see where it would lead, and was encouraged by, “I hope it leads to him fucking me.” We talked about how she would approach things. Should she lie and say she was cheating? Should be truthful and tell him everything? We both agreed that we have nothing to hide, that he would get the full story, and if he’s down for a friendship with side benefits, but nothing more serious than that, then great. “If not, then we’ll go dutch on dinner and call it even.”

Over the next 24 hours my head was all over the place with the possibilities. Her newfound enthusiasm has really increased the hotness of everything. As hot as it’s been to watch her take strangers’ cocks, the sly sparkle in her eye as she fucks with my head has been unbelievable.

On the day of the date I texted her to find out if she was excited and she said “totally”. I was instantly hard at work when I asked her, “are you wearing panties or no?” and she replied with, “it’s up to you, Daddy.” I can’t imagine not being involved in some way, and dressing / shaving my play-thing with the intent of surprising someone always turns me on. I’m proud to see her confident and slutty, which isn’t meant to imply that she’s ever been shy and mousey, but it’s a different confidence and it’s amazing to see her. I sent her off with a kiss and a couple of well-placed condoms in her purse. As she walked off I asked if she could text me during the evening to keep me updated, and if she was going to fuck him if she could try to call me and leave the line open. She said, “we’ll see.”

Time passed…. An hour into dinner I receive a text. “Love you”. I reply immediately: “Love you too baby!” and add “I assume you’ve told him the stuff and since I haven’t heard otherwise, he’s down?” A half hour later a reply: “You assume correctly. I tried to call but have no signal.”

Time passed…. Over the next two hours I heard absolutely nothing from her. No replies to a few questions. I texted “does he know you’re not wearing panties? If he doesn’t you should let him know” and still nothing. It’s nearly impossible to describe the utter pain and pleasure I was experiencing. A blend of excitement and terror that she might currently be riding him, moaning, and feeling him deep inside her. I shivered with the cold rush of adrenaline that I’ve become familiar with ever since she started going out on her own. For hours my rock hard cock was all I had to keep me company. I hated her for torturing me and not keeping me in the loop. I cursed that it really isn’t THAT hard to send a text. I loved every minute of it and loathed my own desire to endure it. I wanted her fucked and home. I wanted to be there.

Then a call…. She calls and tells me that they’ve just then left the restaurant and are headed “around the corner”. She tells me “he wants to fuck, bad” and I’m thrilled. To this day I don’t know if they found a parking lot, an alley, or what, but she tells me, “he pushed me against the car in the garage and I felt his cock, it’s big” and I’m shivering again. She tells me she wants him and that she’ll be home in a bit. As she asks me, “are you okay?” I quickly stammer out, “oh I’m great… can you leave the line open? Just put your phone in your purse maybe?”

To my surprise she agrees! I’m stroking myself knowing full well that she gave me one rule, and that was not to cum until she was home. Over the next however-many minutes I listen to the action unfold, clear as day. I nearly cum 3 or 4 times and have to let go of my cock like a live wire. As it ends I’m sure what’s happened, what she’s done, what he did, and I just want her home. I tell her, “you need to come home, now, and I need to fuck you.” What she didn’t know at the time was that I managed to stagger across the room to my computer and make this:

Download mp3 recording of phone call here

As she was pulling into the garage I was waiting for her talking to her on the phone. Inside the car it smelled like sex and humidity. She asked if I could taste his cock on her hand, if I could taste his precum and I obliged her by investigating with my tongue. Sure enough, a faint flavor could be detected and the thought of her with her hand on his cock drove me crazy hot. I tasted her mouth and she smelled different, foreign.

We hustled inside and into the bedroom like our lives depended on it. It wasn’t long before we were deep into fucking, and I was deep into her, whispering for her to tell me more, always more. In the car she said they didn’t have sex and that she wanted to come home quickly to me, but inside her pussy felt different. Open. And while fucking her from behind like mad she managed a moan, “I may have fucked him… does my pussy feel open? Can you feel the warmth, the looseness?” I could, and I also didn’t last long from that point forward.

I was exhausted and shocked and amazed. I believed her because I heard those moans (you can hear too) on the phone. I heard his moans along with hers and no one makes that much noise going down on someone (she did tell me that he went down on her in the car quite a bit).

After fucking another two more times over the next hour or two we were both spent. I had cummed three times and her twice. My excitement over the night and focus on her absence meant that I completely forgot to eat dinner and was now dragging ass. With a spent and broken cock I curled up next to her in time for her to say, “I’m gonna break your heart… but I didn’t fuck him…. or maybe I did, I don’t remember.” Clearly, she likes to fuck with Daddy’s head!

So that leaves us with today…

Did she fuck him? I don’t know. I suspect she did because her purse was missing a condom. But then again if he fucked her it was brief and he didn’t cum, but then again she can do that at times. Stop and leave you wanting more. Give the audio a listen and let me know what you think. I can go either way.

Oh and in other news… He has emailed and expressed a desire to do it again. Last night she passed me her email client and said, “Go ahead Daddy, write whatever you want me to say to him.” And so I’ve started to mention getting him back to our place for some fun. We’ll see where it leads!

Submitted by: HBT

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