May 17, 2012
For some of you Hotwife Hub users you may have noticed a very hot brunette who’s been very active on the site recently. I have a feeling Kharrha Dawn is going to be very popular on these pages. Here’s her first post to Hotwife Blog.
I’d like to start off by saying that I never thought this lifestyle could ever come true or be possible, HELL, I didn’t even know it existed! I was always with men who were too controlling, had a low self esteem, and had the lack of trust (and small cocks lol!)
Then one day everything changed.
A magnificent man took notice of me. We had known one another for years, but I never could have imagined that he would have chosen me. He was in a failing marriage, and I had just came out of a really bad relationship. Then one day he reached out to me in friendship. He could see my pain as much as I could see his. And soon after we became best friends who fell in love.
Through time, we brought happiness, trust, honesty, lust, true love, and everything he and I needed to be completely happy. Lets just say, he saved me, we saved each other.
After a few months together he introduced me to D/S (dominance and submission) I was soo intrigued, but also, a little nervous. As time went on, we gained so much trust and love for each other that he offered me his collar. With pride and confidence I accepted it.
My Master continued to expose me to all different variations of human sexuality. Such as hotwifing, slutwifing, cuckolding, swinging, bisexuality, exhibitionism and every conceivable type of kink or lifestyle that could be found in text or on the internet.
Through my training, I became 100% confident in myself. He showed me that I needed to be proud of whatever and whomever I was. And the only way to have this freedom, was to be 100% honest with myself. I am proud to be what I am, and I am slut.
My Master would always video tape me being a slut. We would watch the videos when we got home afterwards, and the sex we had then, was purely indescribable. To this date, the best sex I’ve ever had, was when my Master took me after the experiences.
I remember my first experience with another man. I was nervous and excited, but I also felt completely safe. My Master took me to a sex club.
The first time that he took me there, it was for exploration, observation and a guided tour. I felt comfortable because he made me feel safe. Men asked, but were denied by him.
The second time however, was different. Much different.
My Master and I walked in the doors, he paid for a deluxe room, and the gentleman handed us our towels, condoms and key. It was gloomy, but sexy inside. Music filled the halls, couples and singles were everywhere, and porn was playing on every T.V. We went to the 3rd floor to the deluxe room that my Master chose (It had a large cage in it with a cushion top, a large sectional couch and armchair). We talked for a bit then we removed all our clothing. I was a little scared, but the rush of being there, and being encouraged to be there, was thrilling.
My Master made me feel at ease. We put our towels around our bodies, walked out our room, and from that moment I knew that this was going to be a night that I would never forget.
Seeing and meeting other couples, I then realized that it felt right, and that it was an important part of our identities: soon to become a large part of our lifestyle.
Everyone was so very friendly.
Holding my Master’s hand, as he led me down the stairs to the shower room, we removed our towels and showered and washed each other.
(We did have some onlookers. We dried each other off, placed the towels around our bodies and then Master took my hand and off we went on the tour.
We made our way downstairs, where there was black lighting and also areas lit with a very sexy dim red hue. I heard moaning and groaning of people having sex. When my eyes finally adjusted, I witnessed a gentleman fucking a woman on a swing, while other men waited eagerly for their turn. They were stroking themselves.
Through our walk, I noticed 5 or 6 men following my Master and I. All ages and sizes. I felt that they wanted me, to touch me, to get their hard cocks deep inside me. I felt so fucking hot, and wet. But they also respected us.
This one gentleman about 30ish stood out. My Master asked him if he liked what he saw. He smiled and said “yes”. My Master then asked him if he would like to touch my ass. He replied and said “yes please” very politely and enthusiastically. My Master told me to lift my towel so the gentleman could touch my ass. I obeyed. I removed my towel, showed the man my ass, then he placed his hands on me. The other men were in awe. They never asked to touch me, and were not offered the opportunity either. They envied the man touching me, and I could feel it.
My Master then asked me if I would like to offer the gentleman to accompany us to our room. I remember saying “Yes Master, thank you!”Then asking the gentleman if he would like for us to get to know one another a little better… to come and visit us in our room. The answer was a definite “YES” and “thank you very much”
He was polite and clearly delighted with the unfolding situation.
My Master let me lead the way up the stairs with my towel off so that I could strut my sexy ass and show off my tiny body. I felt the looks and stares at me all the way up to the room.
When we entered our room, Master took his seat, I immediately knelt at his feet. The gentleman sat himself on the sofa. Master and the man started small talk as a knelt quietly. I then was told to make each of them a drink, then I returned again to kneel before my Master.
I was then instructed by Master to strip myself naked and to entice him with a complete view of my body. I was a little bit nervous but when he got a good look at me, I saw the look of hunger in his eyes. I knew he wanted to fuck me, and my feelings of nervousness were almost instantly overpowered by my feelings of lust. I was completely turned on and needing to fuck. I also looked at Master holding the video camera, smiling deviously, and I then knew he wanted this just as much as I did. The anticipation of what was to come, was intoxicating for both me and Master. We were feeding off of one another’s desire and lust. And I can’t remember ever feeling more aroused than I did at that moment, through him.
First, my Master made it clear that I was not to be humiliated, slapped, have my hair pulled, or spit on. The man agreed with polite enthusiasm that was reassuring of his respect for us. This made me feel completely safe and totally at ease.
I was then instructed by my Master to sit beside the man, take his cock in my hand, and introduce myself to him this way. Master then instructed me to suck his cock, and I did! I slipped my mouth over his cock and licked and sucked till he was hard, all the while keeping a steady pace, stroking with my hand. My Master asked me “you like other men’s cocks, Slut?” ” Yes Master” I replied as I took his cock from my mouth to properly address him.
“Are you a slut, wanting this man to fuck you, pound you, until he gets off? ”
“Yes Master” again I replied.
This gentleman was asked which position he would prefer and he said “on all fours please”.
Master said ” You heard the man. Now be a good Slut and present yourself to him as he wishes”.
I then placed my body on on fours on the couch. I raised my ass in the air, ready and wet for the man to use me like the slut that I was. He was rock hard, and just a little smaller in size than I was used too.
He immediately put the condom on, he then placed his fingers in my cunt. He placed his cock head at my opening and slipped his cock inside me. He pushed slowly, evenly and continuously inside me until I felt his balls press to my clit.
Master suggested that I tell the man how I wanted to be fucked.
I demanded he fuck me hard, fuck me like a slut, and not to be shy. To pound me!
This was the way that I had pictured it would be. He grabbed my waist firmly, slamming himself inside me. I pushed back like a cat in heat, arching my spine to allow him to fuck me deeply.
I told him that when he was ready to cum, that I wanted him to tell me. I wanted to feel him cum inside me, when he did. He Fucked me for only about 5 minutes, but I didn’t care. I remember feeling his grip on my waist firm and his cock grow very rigid. He was fucking in and out of me with full heaving strokes, gaining depth and pressure. Then I heard him become somewhat vocal, in an increasing deep throated manly sound from his core. Then I felt him spasm and spurt, grunting with pleasure. I pushed my ass back into his body as hard as I could and said “fill me!”
He stayed mounting me, pressing himself deeply into me until his orgasm finished. I will never forget the feeling of his grip on my waist as he finished inside of me.
He then pulled out and got off the couch. He removed his condom placing it in the garbage and then thanked my Master for the privilege and pleasure of enjoying me. I then thanked the man and my Master for making my first experience be amazing.
My Master was videotaping my first ever encounter, being a slut with another man and I could not wait to get home to view it with him!
At that moment I felt that this lifestyle was meant for us both. I was a true slutwife with so many more sexual adventures ahead and plenty of videos to make for my Master and I.
My Master exchanged numbers with the man, they shook hands, then my Master said “You were very polite and fucked my slutwife to both her and my satisfaction. We will be calling you for another adventure, if that would suit you?”. This man agreed, then smiled at me and walked out the door closing it behind him.
This was my first slutwife adventure