True story of my first time. (Long story)

[FTHW]

This is 100% true. I have since slept with six different men but this story is about my first time with another man.

A few years ago our marriage was on the rocks, it wasn’t that we didn’t love each other it was more to do with us never getting to spend time together. We have two young kids which take up a lot of our time and we both work in professional jobs. Our love life was virtually non-existent; I just didn’t want to or have the energy to get intimate with my husband Mark. At one stage we had agreed that he should move out, things were really that bad, I think we were bored of living a life that never seemed to involve any fun. As we had no family around us the only people we could take it out on was each other, which of course led to more and more arguments. We were stuck in a rut and neither of us had any idea how to get out if it. It's not execrating to say we had hit rock bottom but.

As I said, Mark and I decided to have time apart from each other, we, well I thought it was the only way to go. However, When I saw Mark packing his bags I knew there and then that the last thing I wanted was to lose him, I begged him to stay, begged him not to give up on us. That night we had a long honest chat about our lives and what we needed to change, we decided there and then to take time off work to spend time with each other, to become more intimate with each other (even if it was just cuddling on the sofa after the kids had gone to bed)

After a few months things were “ok”, better than they were before but still not as close as we had hoped. We decided to open up more, talk about fantasises, he knew I was bi curious and wanted me to open up to him about it, I was reluctant as I didn’t want him to think I wanted something that he couldn’t offer. I wasn’t shocked by his response when he said he’d love to watch me having sex with another woman, most men would, but what did shock me was when he said “if we ever had a threesome I’d want it to be a MFM one” I was flabbergasted “so you’d be ok with me fucking another man” I asked “yes” was the reply.

I told him it would never ever happen and I think he knew deep down inside that it wouldn’t but that didn’t mean I wasn’t turned on by the idea. I was, big time. I told him we could watch threesome porn and roleplay a little but that’s as far as it would go, he agreed and we had some fun along the way.

Over the next five or six months or love life improved, we were having oral sex, sex outside, fondling each other in public areas and we even went to a strip club.

Then everything changed, I didn’t know it at the time but the moment I opened the present he bought me would change our lives forever. He bought me a book called ‘Because he’s watching’ it’s a book about being a hotwife/cuckolding, I didn’t know what the book was about but I couldn’t put it down. Mark never talked to me about it but he knew by my increased sex drive that the book was turning me on like nothing had even done before. I loved it. I wanted to be Emily from the book, I was masturbating more and more, scenarios running around my mind. I told Mark the idea of being a hotwife was a turn on, but that he should never worry about me cheating on him. Looking back now he seemed disappointed, I didn’t see it like that at the time. Maybe I should have paid more attention.

Most of the time we had sex the hotwife lifestyle would come up, even outside the bedroom we'd talk about it. He dared me to get other men's numbers (which I did but I would discard them as soon as I got them) he'd dare me to flirt with other men when we were out, I even flirted with his friends. Things were looking up, we were having fun. We were enjoying each other's company again, the trust and bond between us was stronger than ever.

Anyway – That’s kind of how we got to where the story gets interesting.

We held a small Halloween party last year. It was originally for our kids and our friends but we decided to get some drink and nibbles in for the adults as well. After a while all the kids started to get grumpy and wanted to go home. Eventually all the kids had gone and the party dwindled down to 6 adults. My husband took both kids to bed and I entertained the guests. Drinks were flowing and everyone was having a good night. I was my usual flirty self and

I was in the kitchen getting more drinks when I felt arms around my waist. Hand on heart I thought it was Mark so I pushed my ass into his groin and said “fancy a bit of this later” and could feel a large hard cock poking into my bum, I knew it wasn’t Mark I could tell straight away. I jumped round to see our friend Simon staring at me with a big grin on his face. “Sorry” I mumbled “I thought you were” He stepped forward forcing me against the work top, I placed both hands on the work top with my back arched trying to put a few more inches between us. He leaned in, his face was centimetres from mine, he turned his face to my ear and whispered “are you really” he brushed my hair away from my ear, leaned in and kissed me on my neck “I’d fancy a bit of this anytime” he said, Our lips were millimetres apart, my legs were spread and Simon inched his way until our bodies were locked. I could feel myself getting wet, I could have pushed him away but I didn’t want to, it seemed like an eternity but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to fuck him there and then. Simon is fit, I'd be lying if I said I didn't fancy him. He's about 6ft shaved head a toned body and has a sexy stubble that

I heard the stair gate open and close and knew Mark was coming, Simon stayed in our lock for as long as he could then just as the door opened he moved away. Mark walked into the kitchen and looked a little startled to see us, he open the fridge to get a beer, gave me ‘that’ look and a smile and said “enjoy” as he left, he closed the door on the way out. He must have known what we were up to.

Simon came in for a kiss, I pushed my face away, it was a feeble attempt at resisting I’ll admit, he held my chin and said “its ok” and we kissed. That was it for me, I was gone, and nothing was going to stop me.

I opened my legs again, this time willingly, He pushed my knickers to one side and started rubbing my clit, it felt so good. Hearing Mark laughing in the next room reassured me that he knew what was going on, it turned me on like nothing before.

I grabbed his cock through his tight jeans, he was big, maybe not so much in length but girth. I unbuckled his belt and undid his buttons and freed his bulging cock. I slowly rubbed it, he begged me to go down on him but I refused, No way was I going to fuck him, or suck him, not in here anyway, but feeling that big cock in my hand turned me. I'd like to say it was the drink that was making me do this, but it wasn't. I knew I'd want him sober.

I wanked him slowly, he rubbed my clit knowing that my husband was no more than 10 metres away, we kissed passionately knowing we were both about to come. I jumped off the counter, pulled up my top and let him cum all over my tits, I then got my middle finger, swiped it over his hot sticking cum and licked it off with my tongue. This seemed to drive him mad, he whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me. "No chance, not here anyway" what was I saying, what had I become? Whatever it wants I loved it.

As you can imagine The next few minutes were the most awkward of my life

As I said, the next few minutes were the most awkward of my life. Once it was over and I'd realised what I'd done I was overcome with guilt. I could still taste Simons cum on my lips and quickly took a quick drink of white wine to disguise the taste. I begged Simon to say nothing; he agreed and said it would be our little secret.

Simon pulled up his trousers and told me I’d better change my top as it had his cum stains all over it, my bra was also covered in his juice, all I could smell was his salty cum and if I’m honest my sexual desire was starting to take over my feelings of guilt.

Simon walked back into the sitting room and I went upstairs to change my top, I can’t describe how guilty I was feeling. I'd just wanked off one of our best friends and for the first time since I’ve been with Mark I let another man touch my pussy but worst (or best depending on which way you want to look at it) I enjoyed it, I wanted more, I couldn’t stop thinking about it despite every bone in my body telling me I was wrong.

I quickly changed my top and bra and sprayed an over generous amount of perfume on my body to hide the smell of my guilt, I took a very slow walk down the stairs, my guilt was so bad that I couldn’t even look in on my kids who were now fast asleep in their rooms. As I entered the sitting room everyone was acting normally. I half expected them to all start pointing and judging but they didn’t know, how could they. I started to relax and a smile came over my face when I saw Mark smiling, he winked and patted the seat beside him. I was handed a shot glass by Linz who is not only one of my best friends but a work colleague as well.

Simon was sitting in the far corner talking to another friend of ours, I kept staring in his direction, Mark noticed this several times and would give me a reassuring squeeze on leg every time he caught me looking in his direction, well that's what it felt like anyway. I was given a shot of tequila by Mark, one shot lead to three. Mark asked if I was ok? I nodded; I didn’t want to speak in case I told him everything. He leaned in to give me a kiss and I jolted back in fear of him smelling the scent of another man on me.

What happened next reassured me that Mark knew exactly what happened on the kitchen. He whispered in my ear “I know by the way, I just don’t know what you did” I shivered and I must have turned white with fear “But I want to know every last detail” he continued. Mark then squeezed my leg again and he told me that he couldn’t get rid of his hard on.

In all my panic I didn’t notice that Mark had a cushion on his lap covering his erection.

I slipped my hand under the cushion and my God was he hard, he felt much bigger than normal, he really was ok with this wasn’t he? I would have fucked him there and then but for all these people in our house.

Linz gave me another shot and another and soon I was too drunk to care anymore, we played games, laughed and had a really good night. Everything seemed normal, i knew nothing would ever be the same again but I was ok with that.

By midnight it was down to four people left. Me, Mark, Linz and Simon. We decided to have one more drink before we’d call it a night, I looked over at Linz and she was gone, she was sleeping with a half glass of wine in her hand. I looked over at Mark and he winked and said “Well I’m off to bed” “I'll come with you” I half heartily insisted . “No, no, you and Simon can finish what you started, just make sure you don’t wake Linz” he said laughing. Truth is, I didn’t say anything at that point because I didn’t want him to change his mind, but that bugger of a thing called guilt took hold of me again and I followed him out. “What are you going on about” I asked. “Just use this” he placed a condom in my hand. The next words that came out of my mouth shocked even me “Do you want to watch” he laughed and said “Maybe next time, this ones all about you, but I want to know every last detail, oh and maybe you should have put your dirty tops in the laundry basket” He gave me a kiss on the lips that only he can give and walked up stairs.



I walked back into the sitting room in a bit of shock; I’ve never sobered up as quickly in my life. I walked over to Linz took the drink out of her hand and set it back down on the coffee table next to her seat. As quickly as I put it down I picked it up again and downed it in one.

“Everything ok” asked Simon, I nodded. “What did he say” I opened the palm of my hand to show him the condom. Simons eyes opened wide “are you serious” again I nodded. I walked past Simon and picked up my glass of wine, I sipped it, looked at Simon and thought fuck it. I placed my hand on hisj hip grabbed his jeans and pulled him towards me. “Are you sure” he asked I replied by kissing him and pulling him closer to me.

Simon took a seat on the kitchen chair we had brought into the sitting room as extra seats for the party.

I straddled him and within seconds he took my top and bra off, as you can imagine my nipples were rock hard at this stage and without hesitation he took them in his mouth. My God this was happening, I was going to fuck another man, if only that it my husband knew about it and was probably listening.

I looked over at Linz and she hadn’t budged an inch. Having her in the room (albeit unconscious from drink) made it all that hotter.

My breathing was as heavy, my skin was tingly, I knew I was ready to go all the way. I lifted myself off Simon and went down on my knees, I unbuckled his belt (again) he lifted his bum from the seat I pulled his jeans down as far as I could. The bulge through his tight boxers looked like candy would to a kid. With his boxers still on I licked the full length of his cock, I looked up at him his eyes were closed and I swear I could see his heart beating. He begged me to take his cock out. I refused and continued to lick and lightly nibble his big hard cock until he couldn’t sit still on the seat. I released his throbbing cock and after licking my lips I took his cock into my mouth. My wrapped my tongue around his shaft and used the warmth of my mouth to pleasure my now new found fuck buddy.

I’ve never tried to deep throat Mark, truth is he doesn't always get a blowjob but for some reason I wanted to try and take all of Simons cock into my mouth. I still don’t know why I wanted to, maybe I really wanted to impress him. Not not only did I try I succeed, God I felt slutty, I felt great.

I continued to suck his cock until I felt some pre-cum leak from the top of his penis. The last thing I wanted was for him to cum and for me to (maybe) never get this opportunity again to fuck Simon.

I lifted my skirt sat on top of him and took every inch of his cock into my soaking (and I mean soaking) pussy. So there it was, I was bouncing up and down on another mans cock, and I didn’t care, in fact I loved it. He grabbed my ass and moved his hips up to get every millimetre of cock inside me. I asked me him to fuck me doggy style, he got up and moved the chair so I had something to lean on. I lifted my skirt to reveal my ass, he used his hand to guide his cock into my pussy. I came instantly, I came hard several times in fact. Mark heard, I know he heard, I wanted him to hear. I wanted him to hear his innocent wife getting fucked by one of his friends. I wanted Mark to hear every single thing. I probably moaned louder than was necessary but in a weird way I wanted Mark to feel like he was getting something from this

Simon grabbed my hips really hard and I felt his load shoot into my pussy, it was only then that I’m realised I didn’t use the condom. I didn’t care to be honest. I was so horny that I would have fucked anyone or anything at that moment in time. Simon asked me if there was anything he could clean his cock on and I said “me” I bent down again and cleaned his cum covered cock with my mouth, again, that’s something I’ve never done to Mark. I’ve never even let him come on my face let alone swallow his cum. That has since changed and it's probably thanks to this night.

The rest of the story is as you’d expect, Simon left, he text the next day to see if we were ‘cool’ which we are. I told Mark all about it, he was a bit pissed off about the condom and insisted I get tested (I’m clean) but he wants me to do it again and we’ve fucked more or less every day since. No more making love, we fuck.

The most interesting thing was a text from Linz a few days later, it said. “So, I woke up last night lol” I asked what she meant and she said, “I think you know. Lucky girl”

[allengt]

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[SamWarrens]

Good recounting of a great first time. Would absolutely like to hear more of your adventures.

[inNC]

sweet & Sexy

[unclecuck]

fan fan fan.
please go on.

[Nothing2see]

Thanks for sharing your first time with us. I personally am more interested in the second time, as those tend to be more "intentional".

And do not apologize for the length, it was perfect.

[FTHW]

My second hotwife experience was by far my best. I'll write it up later xx I'll also get myself verified so I can join the woman's forum. I don't have to show my face do I?

[rvplace]

Thanks for sharing, very hot!

[boblouis723]

Contact the moderator and you'll get an assignment, I don't believe you need a face photo.

[weluvtoodoit]

Great account of your first time and you have excellent writing skills. Anxiously waiting for the next installment. Thanks

[CuckedDude]

A bit of all right that was..

[pinkandneo]

Fantastic. Thank you for sharing.

[goodjob]

Can't wait to read about your second experience

[SamWarrens]

Ditto goodjob, ditto.