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November 22, 2012

Pregnancy Risk Fucking

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Pregnancy Risk Fucking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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By: Palm Coast Couple

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November 16, 2012

Our Story

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Submitted by: Greg - Northern California, USA

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November 12, 2012

My wife’s lover Darius

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Emma Kelly

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November 8, 2012

Letter from my wife

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Letter From My Wife

It’s almost 2 years now,

We started as a bull/cuck bi 3 sum, but now he fucks her when he wants.

All i got out of this is when i got home the bed was soaking wet, I licked her worn out pussy. and when i fucked her her pussy was stretched to the point that my cock felt tiny.

This is the email she sent me about her fuck:

I was waiting naked in the bed, pussy wet, legs spread, desperate to see Scott. He pulled up and came in, closed the bedroom door behind him. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and brown carhart work pants - the kind I always find sexy. He smelled like sweat and soap. He started kissing me very passionately at first, very much like a lover and not like a fuck.

I reached under his shirt and took it off. I kissed his neck and ears and sucked his nipples and licked his chest. He took off his shoes while I got to my knees and started to undo his pants. I pulled his clothes down, and there was his big, thick cock, already hard and ready for my mouth. I started sucking him soft and sensual, then deeper and more intensely. He held my hair in one hand while guiding my movements, pulling me deeper onto his cock, until I gagged. Then continuing to make me gag while telling me I was a good girl, his slut, his pretty slut and how much he missed me. I sucked him for a while until he pulled me up to face him, then we kissed as he picked me up and put me on the edge of the bed, with my feet hanging over the mattress. He put his face into my pussy, which was as wet as it has ever been, and started licking my clit and sliding his fingers in and out. He made me cum in about a second. Then he stopped, got onto the bed with me, and kissed me with his face wet from my cum and excitement. He smelled like pussy and tasted so good. I picked up the phone and called you to let you listen to him fuck me.

I put the phone on the bed, then got my mouth around his cock again. I sucked him hard this time, and he was more verbal than before, telling me that I was getting him so hard, that I was sucking him good. We were both turned on to know you were listening and locked up and giving me to Scott. He grabbed a condom and put it on his very hard cock, then told me to climb up onto him. I slid his cock into my pussy slowly, and watched his face as he felt how tight I was and how good it felt on his cock. He told me that he missed me again, and told me that he missed my little pussy. I started fucking him slow and deep, but he quickly grabbed onto my shoulders and started to make me take more of his cock and fuck him faster and harder.

We fucked like that for a while, me on top, kissing mouths, necks, tits, arms, ears, very sensual but also very hard. Scott turned me over onto my side and fucked me from behind, laying next to me, and it was so deep I almost couldn’t take it. By this point, I think I came at least three times, but can’t be sure. Then he got on top of me and fucked me missionary. He was pouring sweat and fucking me harder than I could stand, but I was trying hard not to pull away from him. I wanted to give him all of my pussy. Anything he wanted. He turned me over onto my knees then, and was fucking me from behind. His weight and his cock were too much for me and I couldn’t stay on my knees. I kept trying because he was fucking me so hard and it felt so good and I could feel and hear his balls slapping my ass as he fucked me as hard as he could. I squirted that way, and could feel wetness down my thighs and ass. After a while, he stopped, and he gave me a moment to breathe while he kissed me on my mouth and my neck and told me I was so beautiful. Then he got on top of meand started to fuck like he wanted to cum. He told me he was going to cum for the first time, and told me he was going to cum all over me. He fucked me really hard, and was very vocal and loud as he got close to cumming. Then he did cum, and he pulled off the condom and covered my tits and stomach with his cum. He stayed above me, holding himself up with his arms, letting his cum leak out of his cock and onto my pussy.

Then he smiled at me while I licked a few drops off my fingers. I pushed him over to my side to lick up all his sweat, starting with his neck and his chest, then his back and his forehead. I got cum on him from my tits then, so I licked some of that off too. He pulled me to him and we kissed a little more, then he got up to shower and erase the smell of me and sex from his body. He came back into the room and asked me if he could come over again next week. I told him yes please. He got dressed, kissed me goodbye, then let himself out of the house. I heard his truck pull away and then I reached for the phone to call you as I played with the cum left in my belly button and on my pussy.

He walked me to my car and hugged me goodbye. I drove away and felt his cum soak my panties as I replayed the encounter in my head.

Sara

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November 4, 2012

Fuck my wife

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Watching another man fuck my wife

This is a true, if somewhat difficult story. Afterwards I felt really like shit but we’ve talked and got through it fine, and now I’m fortunately left with all the horny thoughts. Reading people’s experiences on here has really helped – from some like Jeanne and girlfriend Jess who are well adapted to the lifestyle to some who have wanted and wanted and then disappeared from here ‘cos they obviously found it all too hard! Anyways – the Story of how I watched my wife get fucked by another man.

My wife is fabulously sexy, has the most amazing pussy and a really dirty mind! We’ve been exploring our sexual fantasies and this has led us to her tasting her first pussy (very horny) and me sucking my first cock. In fact that is where this story starts.

We’d booked a cottage at a seaside town and contacted a few guys through Gumtree for us to fulfil our fantasy of my wife watching me suck another man’s cock. On the Friday we’d met a guy and taken him back to the cottage. My wife pulled down his trousers and stroked his cock just to get us started and I knelt between his legs sucking his cock till he came in my mouth and I swallowed his cum down. My wife was soooo excited, loved seeing me suck cock… This time, he didn’t touch her at all…

I’d been locked in my CB3000 and hadn’t come in a few days so was very very horny!

On Saturday we met our second man, who we knew we were going to play with a bit more. When we met him for a drink we got on really well, went back to the cottage before going out on the town, I sucked his cock and already was tipsy enough to ask if he wanted to feel her pussy – which was dripping wet!

Out around town we were terribly behaved, I was fingering her in full view in a couple of pubs and when we went lap-dancing, during the actual dance, the 2 dancers we had were feeling my CB3000, I pulled up her skirt so show off her wet pussy and one of them inspected her piercings before kissing her. One of the dancers asked later who she was with and she said both of us (I know that turned her on lots) and I think the dancer was quite jealous. In the end we got thrown out of there because I continued openly fingering her…

So we ended up back at the cottage again. We were all fairly drunk and very soon, the idea that I was just going to give him a blow job went out of the window as I asked her to mount him as he led on the floor of the living room. I slipped my cock in, alongside his so for the first time in her life she had 2 dicks inside her – both in her pussy.

Being drunk and extremely horny I came too much too quickly and for a while lost my sense of humour – shortly later we all went to sleep.

In the morning I felt bad so suggested we invite him into our bed once more. Keeping the story short, we went at it well. At one point I was sucking his cock and I asked her to lick and tongue his arse, she said later she heard him moaning loudly at that point. At another point, I was sucking his cock while he laid with her, the two of them kissing (which is the thing I struggled with most of all afterwards). But most horny for us now, was when they were in missionary, her arms around him, her legs spread and I was watching him plough his cock into her pussy. The submissive sight of her legs spread open for another man was intoxicating and still is. Now we keep talking about it and she’s been hotter and hornier over this fantasy than over almost any other.

Just one detail people might find horny too – halfway through we thought to check whether he was safe as I’ve already had a vasectomy. He wasn’t safe, after which he used a condom but when we were fucking before sleeping, he was bareback….

She’s really cautious about STDs and about cum and also about me going off on one again as I did directly after this time… the first time.

But now, our fantasy while fucking is this – she locks me in a cage, we take another man and I get them both ready, sucking him and wetting her (as if she’d need it!). I roll a condom onto his cock, hold her legs open for him and guide in his cock with my hand as she whispers how she wants his cock. As I lie beside her she kisses me and holds my caged cock telling me how much she’s enjoying his cock inside of her. Ideally he would come inside her and I clean her but given her fertility and fear of STD, the fantasy is she takes off the condom and empties it into my mouth…. The hornier version is she taunts me for weeks before, taking the pill and telling me every day it’s so another man can fill her cunt for me to clean….

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October 30, 2012

Our first fuck party

Here’s a great experience sent by the Husband of hotwife Al. Great story guys, send us another soon.

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Our First Fuck Party

For reasons I can not explain, I had the strong desire to watch my wife have sex with another man and to join them in 3 way action. I’m not gay and have no desire to inner act with a man, I just felt 2 men could give a woman much more pleasure than one.

I am also a voyeur and love to watch people having sex, so watching the woman I love being pleasured was a big turn on for me. Every thought I had of some man doing my wife gave me a raging hardon. I never had a particular person in mind, just a faceless body pleasuring her body in every way.

I had tried on several occasions to entice her into fulfilling my desires, to no avail. She came from a very religious family and was very old fashioned about marriage and sex. I had just about given up on my dream being fulfilled, but this one fateful day came around and the following is a true rundown of that day and evening.

One Sunday afternoon my best friend dropped by for a visit and we sat around listening to some good country music. We were having a few drinks. Al didn’t drink very often so she got a little high rather quickly. The combination of alcohol and the music made her loosen up a little and I got the feeling that maybe I could get her to progress toward some party sex.

Danny was a very good looking guy and I knew he had the hots for my wife, I had never told him of my desire to watch her fucked by another man or even mentioned him to Al as a man to party with. I knew she liked him as a friend but doubted if she ever thought of him sexually.

We had both been dancing with her all evening and I could see the higher she got the looser she was becoming. I could see her lightly pushing herself into him as they slow danced and I could see the bulge in Danny’s pants and was sure she was feeling his cock rubbing against her.

Finally I decided it just might be a good time to try for a party as she was plenty loose and giddy, I took a deep breath and said “hey guys why don’t we play a game of strip poker and liven this party up a little” I almost fell over when she said “OK it sounds like fun, but only down to our underwear not all the way” I said sure at least I’ll get a little hint of having my desires fulfilled.

So pushing it forward I suggested an adult version of spin the bottle instead of the cards as we were all a little drunk and probably couldn’t hang onto the cards and shuffle them. They both agreed that spin the bottle sounded like fun. I laid out the rules, since there were only three of us, one would spin the bottle then whoever it pointed to got to tell one of the other two what they had to do.

Since it was strip spin the bottle the person being told what to do had to remove another persons article of clothes and to do it in a way that would be hard to do (like use only one hand, behind your back, using feet, teeth, etc.) anything to make it fun and hard to do.

Lucky me I got first choice as the bottle pointed to me, I told Danny he had to remove Als blouse while they were sitting on the floor back to back. Since he could not see what he was doing his hands were coming in contact with her perky little tits an added bonus was the fact the blouse had lots of very small buttons to undo so it was going to take a while. I sat and watched as his hands brushed her tits again and again. I was getting turned on watching him with Al I started rubbing my hard cock, as Al saw me rubbing myself a cute little smile crossed her lips.

I got the feeling she was enjoying the touch of his hands. I told Danny to be nice now and don’t be trying to grab a hand full of her tits. He just grinned and said you mean like this and filled both his hands with her tits. A soft moan escaped her lips and I watched as she pushed her chest into his hands, I thought damn I may get my dreams filled after all, I sure did not expect she would respond like that. Finally he got the blouse off and the game continued soon we were all down to just our underwear. Al said OK games over we are all down to our undies and that is as far as I’m going,

My mind raced for some way to keep things going, so I said nope not yet we are not even, me and Danny only have one piece of clothing on, our shorts you have two items on so you have to lose one more item to be fair. She hemmed and hawed a little bit but with a little prodding by both me and Danny she finally said “Alright let’s continue but if I have to lose one more item you guys do to.” I said “Fine but we will be totally nude, so you have to get that way too.” After a little more pushing she finally agreed.

The first spin the bottle pointed at me so I had Al remove Danny’s shorts by being on her knees in front of him and to only use the thumb of her left hand. She kneeled down and started, being right handed made it a little harder for her as she was pushing and pulling with one hand trying to get his shorts over his hips I could see Danny’s cock getting bigger and bigger. Soon she slid his pants off his hips and leaned in toward him to get a better position to pull the back down. As his shorts slid over his throbbing cock it flipped up and slapped her under the chin. We all laughed as Danny stood there with his hard cock right in her face and she said “Damn Danny why did you hit me in the face” He replied “I was looking for a hole to put it in” We all had a good laugh over that one.

Next I lost my shorts so here we are two totally naked men with stiff cocks and a hot little babe in her bra and panties. Al spun the bottle and it pointed at me so I told Danny he had to remove Als tight little bikini panties with his hands behind his back and use only his teeth.

Danny knelt in front of Al starting to try to get hold of her panties I warned him to not get hold of her skin and bite her cause if he did she would have to pull her panties up and he would have to start over, we laughed as Danny kept trying to get those tight panties in his teeth without biting her.

I could see the passion building in both of them as Danny tried to get those panties off, of course being a normal man Danny was taking full advantage of the situation nuzzling her mound every once in a while, once he put his mouth fully on her mound and pushed his face into her little cunt. An ever so slight moan escaped her lips and I watched as she pushed back into him. It took several minutes for him to get them down and I kept hearing soft little moans from her as he nuzzled around her hot little cunt.

My cock was about to burst I now knew there was a great chance I would at long last get to watch as my baby is kissed, licked, stroked and fucked by another man. Finally with nothing but a bra left Dan got to call the shot. He had Al sit on a small foot stool and I was to stand behind her and remove her bra using only two fingers,

Danny sat cross legged on the floor right in front of Al and watched as I tried to remove her bra, I pretended I was having problems, I could have had it off in seconds but I drug it on for several minutes, my hard cock poking Al in the back, Danny sitting on the floor in front of her staring at her juicy little pussy and stroking his rock hard cock. He was getting hotter by the second and so was she, she started to slowly open her legs a little and close them back, then open again I watched as she squirmed on the stool moving her legs open more and more.

Finally I popped her bra loose and pulled it off her tits, I grabbed both of Al’s wrists and held her arms above her head, saying there you go Danny a nice view of her sweet titties. She didn’t seem to mind and even moved around a little and pushed her chest out towards Danny. He took a quick look but his eyes were more or less glued to her sweet pussy as she was still slowly opening and closing her legs.

I asked Danny if he would like to give her cunt a few licks, he replied he would love to so I told him to spread her legs and kiss her pussy. She cried out “No!!” and closed her legs Danny looked at me and I said “Go ahead kiss her hot cunt.” Danny reached down and gently pulled on her legs I was shocked to see how fast she spread wide open for him.

Danny started to work on her hot cunt, Al was moaning and thrusting into him but at the same time she was trying to get her arms loose from my grip and saying “No! no! no!” She fought harder and harder so I decided I’d better let her loose after all I wanted a fun party not a rape, However all the time she was fighting me she was thrusting into Danny’s hot mouth. I let go of her wrists and stepped back expecting her to jump up and start reading me the riot act, I figured the party was over.

What happened next blew me away, I no longer had a hold of Al yet her arms were still in the air flailing away as if she was still being held, still saying no! no! no! but still humping Danny’s face spreading her legs farther and farther apart and humping Danny harder and harder. I decided she was so damn hot she was not really aware of what she was doing, I knelt down, held her in my arms gave her several kisses and started sucking and kissing her titties, all the while Danny is really giving her hot cunt a good going over. I suggested we all go to the bedroom, Al huskily breathed “Hell yes”. She jumped up from the stool grabbed me and Danny by the cocks and led us to the bedroom.

She climbed on the bed laid on her back spreading her legs saying, “Here you go Danny” and to me, she said “You get my boobies and lips for now”. There we were, my dream world come true, my hot wife laying on the bed opening her hot cunt to my best friend and wanting me to kiss and hold her.

Danny buried his throbbing cock in her juicy cunt thrusting away like a jackhammer, Al was shoving her pussy up to meet every stroke and started having massive orgasms, one after another. I was totally shocked at how much raging passion she displayed, all due to a strange cock filling her juicy cunt.

Needless to say it was a fantastic night. Danny and I did any and every thing to my hot little wife’s body that night. I can’t tell you how many times she was fucked but Danny and I both filled that hot cunt several times. When it wasn’t being fucked it was being licked, kissed, sucked, fingered. We gave every inch of her body all the pleasure we could muster for over six hours.

Danny was a great partner to share my wife with and we continued to party with him for several years, he had fucked Al well over a hundred times in that time, as he spent more time with us than with his wife. He would come over 2 or 3 times a week and almost every weekend, The nights were 2 or 3 hour party sessions, but the weekends usually lasted all day and well into the night.

Al

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October 18, 2012

Swingers Party Night

A blog diary update from a wife I just have to meet. She’s lives so close to me. Wonderful Hotwife Modesty Ablaze from London. And guys she’s on Hotwife Hub too - Profile Here

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Normally when Hubby and I have a night out at our Swinging Club we will spend the first hour or so sitting at the Bar chatting to staff or to other couples, or singles, that we have met previously. And by “met” I don’t necessarily mean people that we have actually played with before. Many of our friends there are just that, friends that we have met there, people who share the same views and experiences as we do. (Many of them are actually far more “experienced” than we are). The atmosphere is always very friendly and relaxed . . . and it is really just very nice to unwind in a different, and far more exciting environment, than we would on a “normal” evening out with our “normal” friends.

And, of course, I love being able to wear something sexy and naughty . . . and Hubby enjoys me dressing like that and sitting, or standing, at my side or watching me take an occasional stroll away from the bar and investigate what may be happening in the play areas, or viewing rooms, away from the bar and then strolling back “strutting my stuff” as he calls it.

There have been occasions when we’ve not met or played with anyone at all during the evening. Or perhaps we may have just chatted and exchanged numbers with a couple, or interesting single guy, but that for one reason or another, we’d not indulged with further.

But on our most recent visit, I did something I’d never, ever done before . . . and it turned into one of the most exciting evenings we’ve ever enjoyed there.

We’d arrived early-ish and had been sitting at the bar on our own sipping our drinks chatting to one of the lovely barmaids. A simply gorgeous young man entered from reception and came up to the bar to order a drink. He wasn’t close enough for us to hear him ordering his drink, but our eyes met briefly as he glanced around the bar whilst he waited for his glass. As he walked off towards the main room I saw him glance briefly back in our direction, before he disappeared around the corner. Our barmaid came back to roll her eyes and tell me “Wow. He’s so hot!” I nodded my agreement and asked her where she thought he was from and if she’d seen him here before. She told me he was definitely a newbie and possibly Spanish or Italian.

A few minutes later he’d returned to the main room and was standing by the wall on the opposite side of the room to us. “God he is gorgeous isn’t he” I giggled to our barmaid. Hubby put his arm around my shoulder to pull me closer and whispered into my ear “why don’t you go and introduce yourself and offer to show him around”. I giggled with nervous excitement at his suggestion . . . “I can’t, I wouldn’t know what to say!!!”

Usually, couples or singles would approach us first and we’d chat (sometimes for quite awhile) before I would nod to Hubby that I was “interested”. And then it would be him that might make the suggestion to our new friends if they hadn’t asked us first. But now not only was Hubby suggesting that I make the first move, he was suggesting that I do it on my own.

My heart was racing 90-to-the-dozen and I felt my excitement levels rising by the second. “Go on, you’ve got nothing to lose. Talk to him before someone else gets in first” Hubby was urging in my ear.

I got down off my stool and started to walk slowly over towards him. I felt like I was shaking so much with nerves that it must look as though I was about to fall off my high-heels. He wasn’t even looking in my direction as I stopped beside him and managed to stammer out something like “Hi, are you new here?” (Yes, really original, I know!!!)

“Yes it is my first time in London” he replied in a wonderful deep and rich accent. I can’t remember anything of exactly what I said next. Just that conversation seemed to flow quite easily and naturally for the next few minutes . . . and that he was becoming ever more gorgeous with every word!!

Just as I found myself struggling to think of what to say next, he asked if I was alone. “Oh, no. I’m with my husband. Please come and meet him” I managed to reply with a huge sense of relief . . . and excitement.

I took him by his hand, not sure if I was trying to steady myself and keep my balance to counteract my excitement, or to parade him to the other ladies in the room! “This is J. He’s from Spain” I gushed to Hubby. They shook hands and Hubby asked me “Shall we see if the Private Room is free?” “Oh yes, lets” I nodded excitedly.

I’d never done anything like this before. Never made the first move before. Never before gone up to a perfect stranger with the sole intention of propositioning him. But it was so exciting . . . and he was so gorgeous!!!

As we entered the room and Hubby turned to lock the door behind us, it was as though all the adrenalin overcame my nerves completely in an instant. I wanted him so much . . . and I wanted him to want me!! I flopped down onto the bed and reached down to unbuckle, and kick-off my shoes. I lifted my sheer dress up over my shoulders and tossed it over to Hubby who was standing leaning back against the door, grinning at me like a Cheshire cat. (“Normally you wait for them to undress you” he told me later). I did keep my thong and hold-ups on, but shuffled myself back over the bed towards the cushions as I watched J undressing himself.

His body was even more stunning than I could have ever imagined. A wonderfully tight muscular chest seemed to just glisten in the dim light, but I could clearly see every ripple, and that he was completely smooth . . . all over . . . I shuddered and gasped from the first touch of his hand on my knee as he knelt down on the bed next to me.

Our first kiss sent tingles through every nerve of my body and I knew I was already dripping wet minutes before his hand first slid down between my legs. That kiss lingered, and lingered, our lips and tongues exploring each others mouth, tasting each others hot breath. I moaned loudly and arched my back against the cushions as our mouths parted and I felt his tongue sliding down over my neck and onto my nipple. I was running my hands up through his hair, pulling his mouth across my breasts from one nipple to the other . . . and groaning loudly as his fingers were already rubbing round and round over my pussy.

I slid my own hand down over his tummy and gasped as I reached his erection. God, it felt so hard . . . and so thick! I just had to push him over onto his side for a moment, just so look at what I was grasping in my hand. And it was just as thick as it felt. “God . . . that’s lovely” I gasped. I just had to have him in my mouth and plunged myself down over him trying to fondle under his clean-shaven balls with my fingers as I sucked it into me. I’ve never had a lover who felt as thick as this inside my mouth. I was getting so carried away in my excitement that I suddenly realised I was sucking up and down so feverishly I was almost biting his shaft. I consciously slowed myself down, lifting my mouth away and grasping him again with my fingers and licking up and down his length with my tongue and then flicking it around the head of his wonderful cock.

He pushed me back down with his hands on my shoulders, sucking at my nipples again before pulling away from me completely to pry my legs apart. “Oh . . . “ I moaned, partly in disappointment that he’d taken that lovely cock away from me, but partly in a different pleasure as he pulled off my thong and then slid his mouth down over my pussy.

He rubbed around and around my pussy with his fingers again and then as his tongue started flicking over me he stretched both his hands up over my tummy to fondle and squeeze at my breasts as he quickened the pace of his tongue, first swirling, and then plunging in and out of me. I could feel his mouth slapping against my pussy lips and heard myself urging him to “eat my cunt”.

He lifted away and I suddenly opened my eyes in a slight panic “I’m really sorry about my language. I sometimes swear when I forget myself”. He laughed and said he loved hearing a woman swear, and had just pulled away to look at me.
I was swooning again as he leant forward to give me a wonderfully wet kiss on my pussy. I felt him moving again on the bed and opened my eyes to see him rolling a condom down over that wonderfully thick cock. He knelt forward and pushed his thumb right down onto my clit as he pushed his erection into me. I cried out with the sensation of him sliding into me. “Is it ok?” he asked me. “Oh yes” I moaned back, pushing myself up against him to emphasize how wonderful it felt.

He started just wonderfully slowly at first. Lifting my legs up and apart and leaning down on top of me to kiss me again as we fucked. I was returning his kisses with more passion than I’ve ever done with a first-time lover before. Everything about this man was gorgeous . . . his body, his kissing, his fucking. I was loving it, and I knew from my moans that he must have been able to tell just how much I was loving it.

His stroking was becoming harder and much faster now. He lifted himself up on his arms and began stroking into me as though he was doing press-ups over my body . . . but press-ups like I’d never seen, or felt before. The sheer force of his thrusting was pushing us further up the bed and I could feel my head pushing the cushions into the wall at the head of the bed. I was crying out in delight with each thrust and flopped both my arms out to my side with the exertion of trying to thrust back against him. My hand fell against a knee, but it wasn’t that of my lover, his legs were stretched out beneath him. I’d forgotten about Hubby even being there in the room with us. I opened my eyes and in the blur of my lovers pumping I could see Hubby kneeling beside us. I clasped at his hand and he squeezed me back. “God I’ve never been fucked like this before” I managed to cry out as the thrusting continued.

Our heads were banging back against the wall now and my lover lifted off me and pulled me back down the bed away from the wall. Then, hardly seeming to pause he rolled me straight over onto my tummy and reached under me to lift me up onto my knees. I gasped out with the wonderful sensation of feeling him fucking back into me again. I opened my eyes again as I sensed movement next to my shoulder as my lover’s pumping began to quicken again. It was Hubby kneeling back down beside me. I reached out to pull his cock closer up towards me. He was hard and erect as well and I wanted him in my mouth whilst my new lover was fucking into me with his stomach slapping so hard against my bum cheeks that I felt as though I was being pushed up the bed towards the wall again. Hubby’s cock was my anchor and I could hear his gasps over my (muffled) own, and the increasingly loud grunts from my new lover. He was grasping me by my hips and thrusting even harder against me now. I heard him gasping out that he wanted to come and I pulled my mouth away from Hubby’s cock to cry out “Oh, yes. I’d love that. I love you fucking me like this”. He groaned loudly and pumped furiously for a few strokes more before flopping his chin down onto my back and sliding his arms around my tummy.

I gasped at the feeling of that wonderful thickness pulling out as we flopped forward onto the bed. “I’m sorry, sorry” he was gasping in-between deep breaths. I asked him why he was apologising and he told me he’d come too soon and wanted me to come first. I told him that I’d had an amazing time and didn’t need to come to enjoy myself. “I love it when a man comes inside me” I told him as I leant over and kissed him again. “As long as it’s with condoms” I heard Hubby exclaiming from beside us. I glanced back over my shoulder at him and frowned at him, mouthing “you’re spoiling things” without actually saying the words.

I turned back to my new lover, lifting his face up off the cushion with both my hands and kissing him passionately again. “I loved it. That was amazing. You are lovely. I’ve never been fucked like that before”, I told him.

In any other environment of course, we would have been able to enjoy unwinding and relaxing in the “aftermath”, but one suddenly becomes conscious that people have actually been looking-in through the one-way glass window at the side of the room, or perhaps waiting at the door wanting to use the room next for their own adventures. So we quietly agreed we should “get dressed” and we shuffled off the bed, put our shoes back on and made our way back out to the bar.

It’s often the case (strangely) that just having been so intimate with someone in the passion and excitement of the moment, that once we get back to the bar a sort-of nervous and polite normality returns to my personna. I suddenly feel a little self-conscious and not quite so self-assured about my behaviour of just a few minutes ago. And this was how I was feeling again as we ordered fresh drinks and made polite conversation. We exchanged numbers and talked for 15 minutes or so about each of our previous experiences . . . and then my gorgeous new lover wandered off to “explore” some more.

Hubby and I remained at the bar, chatting to friends that had arrived since we’d left our seats. It was still quite early in the context of a normal Club evening and the next hour or so passed by easily with several more glasses of wine and nice conversation. Several couples, and even two single guys we’d not seen before, came up to us at our seats and told us how “hot and amazing” our session had been. Both Hubby and I would politely offer our thanks for the compliments and immediately turn the conversation to other subjects, but inside I started feeling aroused and excited again about how wonderful it had been for me . . . and how for the first time it had been actually me that had made the initial approach.

I glanced around often, looking . . . not too obviously I hoped . . . to see if my new young man (he’d told me he was just 33) was anywhere to be seen. But he’d seemingly disappeared. “Perhaps you exhausted him and he’s gone home” Hubby was telling me.

Then, just minutes later, he appeared back at the bar ordering a new drink. He smiled across at us and then came round to join us. I instantly felt myself tingling again. He looked even more gorgeous than before (“or perhaps it’s because I was fucking you two hours ago!” I was thinking to myself). Hubby asked him if he’d had anymore fun. I felt warm flushes as he said “No. People only want couples or the others just do not appeal to me”. I tapped Hubby on the knee and he knew instantly what signal I was indicating to him. He got up and headed off in the direction of the Private Room. He returned almost immediately. “It’s free” he whispered in my ear.

“Would you like to join us again?” I asked my new young lover, feeling even more nervous this time than I had on the first occasion!!! “Yes” he smiled wonderfully back at me. I took him by the hand again, and strode triumphantly through the main lounge, sensing all the eyes turning in our direction as we followed Hubby back to the Private Room.

This time I turned immediately to my new lover the instant Hubby closed the door behind us, and holding his head between my hands, gave him the most passionate, lingering kiss I could ever have imagined. I felt his hands running up and down my back, and then slowly lifting my dress up over my head. I lifted my arms through the sleeves and then dropped them to his belt buckle. He leant back against the door unbuttoning his shirt as I pulled his trousers, and then his pants, down over that wondrous bulge between his legs. His erection was already plump, but not erect as I knelt in front of him sliding my mouth up and down over him far more slowly and passionately than I had just two hours previously. I always enjoy the feeling of a man’s hardness growing in my mouth, but I was enjoying this moment more than ever! I lifted my mouth away from his now completely hard erection just long enough to glance up at him and tell him “I love your cock! God it’s thick!” before sliding my hot mouth down over him again. I heard him gasping, and felt him pushing himself against me as I ran the palms of my hands up the backs of his legs and onto his bum cheeks.

He continued to pump against me for a minute or two more before he pulled away to step out of his shoes. I crawled back onto the bed, giggling as I realised that Hubby was already completely naked and sitting back on the cushions in the top corner of the bed. I felt my young lover pulling my feet back to the edge of the bed and looked back at him as he undid the straps on each of my shoes and pulled them off me. His cock was standing up wonderfully erect and I reached out to grasp it again as he knelt up onto the bed and shuffled forward to kiss me again. His hands were squeezing up over my breasts as I stroked his firmness with one hand, and stroked his cheek and neck with the other as we continued our kisses.

I was already moaning as he pulled away and slid down the bed again, burying his face between my legs. I felt for an instant that I could smell my own sex, perhaps too wet and too smelly. But he didn’t seem to mind as his tongue was flicking feverishly at me. I was still conscious of it though and pulled his face back up towards mine. “Kiss me again” I asked him. His breath was hot and wet and I could smell and taste myself on his lips and tongue. But the taste was sweet and the smell now, all of a sudden, scented and sexual . . . but not as unpleasant as I had worried it had been. He pulled away again to lick down over me again, kneeling between my legs, spreading them wide and fingering me . . . slowly at first, but then increasing the tempo and speed. I was crying out as I could hear the wetness from me as he slapped his fingers in and out and I could feel that wetness almost flowing from me. “God, I’m coming, coming . . . “ I gasped out and flopped my head backwards, right into Hubbys lap. He held my head gently in my hands and as I shuddered and shook with my spasms I opened my eyes for an instant to see him smiling down at me. I reached back to hold his arms before I felt my lovers fingers pulling away from me and I rolled over onto my side.

As I began to relax and stretch my legs, I could feel Hubby gently stroking my back, and my young lover kneeling up beside me to stroke my arms. He leant forward to kiss my forehead and tell me “You are a beautiful woman”. I opened my eyes to see that lovely cock standing up against the backdrop of his wonderfully taut stomach muscles. Normally I’d need 10 minutes or so to recover from such an intense orgasm, but I could tell from the way he was kneeling at my side that he wanted me to play with his cock again. I lifted myself up on one elbow and leant forward to suck his lovely willy into my mouth. I sucked up and down for several minutes, re-positioning myself so that I could slide one hand under his balls between his legs and up underneath him to pull him closer into me.

I could feel Hubby’s hands sliding round and up over my stomach from behind me squeezing and pinching at my nipples. All three of us were gasping now. The two men’s groans much louder than my own muffled gasps as my new lover stroked himself back and forwards into my mouth.

Then he suddenly pulled away . . . and lifted me up towards him and then turned me over. I gasped out “ooohhh where am I going now” and he said “kneel over and play with your husband” as he adjusted himself behind me. I could tell he was putting another condom on as I knelt myself up further and leant forward into Hubby’s lap. He erection was standing up straight and hard in front of my mouth and as I leant down to suck over him I heard myself letting out a huge groan as I felt my new lover pushing himself into me from behind.

The strokes were quite slow and firm at first, but quickly started increasing in speed again. He was now pumping into me just as fast as he had earlier in the evening, thrusting me so hard back and forth into Hubbys lap that I was almost gagging with the force and pressure of it pressing against the back of my throat. I could hear my lover grunting louder and louder again, throaty groans in quick succession and heard him gasp out in that lovely accent, “I need to come again, do you mind if I come again?” I twisted and struggled to lift myself away from Hubby’s cock and turned my head back towards him to say “no of course I don’t mind. I’d love you to”. He came with wonderful gasps and thrusts, shaking and shuddering as he held me by my hips. I suddenly felt myself being grasped by my shoulders as well, Hubby was pulling me forwards back towards him and I heard him groaning with his own grunts . . . I turned back to look at him just at the moment he cried out with a huge yell and his spurt splashed against my cheek. Several more spurts shot against my face and chin and I quickly sucked down over him again to try and control his thrusting as my new lovers shaking and shuddering against me from behind slowly subsided. He pulled away and sat down beside us as I continued sucking Hubby until his groaning and shaking stopped as well. I lifted away from his lap and gratefully accepted some tissues that my new lover thoughtfully handed me from the dispenser on the wall. I was giggling with embarrassment as I chastised Hubby for the “mess” he’d made.

I flung the tissues over towards the bin in the corner and we all collapsed back together onto the bed. I turned over to embrace my new young man. “That was really lovely” I told him as we kissed each other. He replied that it had been wonderful for him as well and that “this is the best time for me in London”.

Once again we quite quickly became conscious that people were very probably looking-in at us through the one-way glass window at the side of the room . . . or perhaps through the little spy holes in the door . . . so we shuffled off the bed to find our clothes, and shoes, and make our way back to the bar.

This time we stood together for quite some time (until closing time actually, we were almost the last to leave) and he told us more about his visit to London (he was returning home within the next few days) . . . and we talked about the holiday we’d had in Spain last year . . . AND how much we all hoped we could catch-up with each other again . . . SOON PLEASE !!!

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October 6, 2012

Should I confront wife?

I just found out that my wife has been cuckolding me for the last year. I kind of suspected that this was going on since she was coming home later and later in the evening. I then accidentally read her Iphone text messages when her phone was left beside me and the screen hadn’t switched off. I only read a few but they were pretty graphic with photos and all. My heart sank and I felt very desperate, but at the same time very aroused and excited. I’ve had fantasies before of being cuckolded but I never would have thought that it would happen to me. I don’t know what to do but to jerk off. I’m too much of a sissy to leave her and I don’t know what’s going to happen yet. I’m trying to ignore it and act as if nothing has happened but my heart is racing with fear, arousal and heartbreak.

I guess I’ve been acting like a cuckold by cleaning the house, washing dishes, laundry etc and she hasn’t let me fuck her in a long time. I felt like a cuckold before I found out about her and I’ve fantasized about her getting fucked by other men but only as a fantasy. Now it has really happened and I don’t know how she will react when she finds out that I know. I am frightened she might leave me. I would love her to bring someone home and fuck in front of me but don’t have the courage to ask her. I guess maybe I’m the true meaning of a cuckold.

I’ve always wondered what I would do if this really happened to me, now I know. Any help or suggestions would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.

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October 2, 2012

Wife taken by two

A horny tale today from a Cuck from Finland. Its great to hear Hotwife stories from around the globe. Keep them coming!

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As me and my wife, both now in our mid-30’s, have fantasised about 3-some, 4-some, cuckold and stuff like that for years, something very exciting happened just a while ago - that I want to share.

My wife had a girl’s night out with friends, and I stayed home with our kids. She came home somewhere between one and two am, and I was still awake for spending the night playing Wii.

My wife, drunk and horny, went straight to upstairs and told me to come to bed with her and fuck her. Hard.

When drunk and horny, she’s usually wet and doesn’t want any foreplay, just a good pounding, and this time was no different, so I thrusted my dick into her - and felt like being electrified for how wet she was. There was no way she was just wet, it had to be someone elses sperm inside her - and I was rock hard for thinking it.

She was watching me with her “half lit” eyes when I asked her how come she’s so wet. She blushed and moaned, as she was turned on even more for getting caught, and told me with a shivering voice she had been fucked just before she came home.

I wanted to know what had happened, so my wife grabbed my head, kissed me and whispered my ear what she did that night.

After a couple of hours of drinking and dancing, the girls had split up, and my wife with one of her friends decided to have an afterparty at her friend’s place. There were also two guys who wanted to share a taxi with the girls, as one of the two lives nearby to my wife’s friend’s place.

In the taxi, my wife asked if the guys would join the afterparty, but her friend didn’t want them at her home. The girls argued over it, and eventually my wife left with the guys and her friend went home alone.

So my wife ended up at the guys place, she drank a little more and the guys started hitting on her. She told me she was unwilling at first, but after one of the guys joked they would need to take her by force, she was kind of turned on, and had told the guys she would be helpless against two strong men if they were going to do it.

One of the guys grabbed her while the other undressed her. She told me she wasn’t exactly playing hard to get anymore. When undressed, one guy held my wife on her back on a bed, while the other spread her legs and fucked her. While being held in place, she sucked and licked the other guy’s dick. After the guy between her legs was done wh her, the two switched places.

After getting fucked by both of the guys, she dressed up and took a taxi back home.

I ejaculated a third load in the same night into her, while I asked for some more details and was getting hard ready to go again.

Submitted by: Anon - Southern Finland

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September 30, 2012

Truck stop Rachel

Hot UK Slut Rachel Reveals has another diary update for us.

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Continuing with my absolute love for filthy horny truckers, I popped out and met with this horny trucker stopped over for the night on the outskirts of Gloucester.

He saw my recent blogs regarding truckers and decided he wanted a piece of the action so joined my site and then mailed me for a meet.

I couldn’t wait to get there, inside the cab of a truck is quite cramped for fucking so this time we decided to go alfresco and he bent me over the side of his truck, grabbed hold of my ample big round ass and stuck it to me real good.

He pounded me doggy real hard and I’m sure my screams of pleasure could of been heard from a fair distance in the cool evening air.

He sent me on my way with a freshly fucked tingling pussy and a right huge wad of man milk trickling out into my dogging slut panties.

I do absolutely LOVE truckers!, so come on all your horny truckers – come get some!!!, mind you – its not just truckers I love, any dick will do!

Rach xx

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