New Territory
Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2023 7:43 am
I’m parking this here, as this sub-forum seems like the best place for a topic of this nature.
My wife, KK, and I have been doing the hot wife thing for more than twenty years. Up to the pandemic, KK’s pattern has always revolved around variety - her preference, at least on the surface appeared to center on enjoying strange cock as often as possible.
Very seldom would she engage in a repeat encounter; even in those circumstances it was rare she’d be with the same guy more than twice. In part, it was an avoidance strategy that worked bidirectionally. The variety was a means of keeping emotional distance between KK and male partners, placing things squarely in the “just sex” domain.
There have always been exceptions. KK’s had a few ‘steady’ partners, however physical distance always limited the frequency that KK was able to hook up with these more steady lovers.
Since the pandemic has been on the wane, things have changed, and I find myself in an unexpected place - we seem to have evolved into a poly relationship, four men and one woman, cohabitating, enjoying an extremely sex-centered mutual relationship.
The first stage of this developed around a guy I introduced KK to - her ‘boyfriend’ Andy. He was (now divorced) married when I made the intro, I figured “safe” in the sense that married guys in hot wife encounters don’t generally leave their wives, and thus don’t form significant emotional bonds. I was wrong.
It is a total surprise to me in many dimensions; Andy was the first to move in on a long-term basis and become a member of the household.
Shortly after, we gained another live-in, David. I’m going to avoid much underlying detail to prevent triggering the overly sensitive, David and KK have had a lifelong sexual and emotional relationship. This addition to the household has been both challenging and erotic.
The final, most recent addition is a younger man, turning nineteen soon, a guy I introduced KK to, essentially seducing him into our circle. He’s more part-time with us as opposed to permanent (whatever that means) live-in, as he travels about half of each month for his job. Paul gave up his apartment, and “base camps” with us when he’s not traveling.
So in addition to KK and I, her three “boyfriends” are now live-in, constantly accessible sexually, and actively engaged in keeping her emotionally and sexually satisfied.
I’m more surprised by this evolution, especially given KK’s long-term lean toward variety, than I am concerned or bothered by it.
Focusing on the sex, rather than the pragmatics and mundane stuff, KK now has one or more men almost instantly available for sex, ranging from intimate, romantic one-on-one to kinky fetish sessions, and best of all, what amounts to essentially a built-in impromptu gang-band situation.
As just one simple example, last night, I watched KK enjoy an intimate, three on one mini-bang with Paul, David, and Andy, focused totally on KK’s orgasms. Watching the four of them fucking, sucking, kissing, touching and summing is off-the-rails amazing. The scene is simultaneously erotic, sensual, nasty-dirty - a sensory overload. I enjoyed a morning wake-up call, with KK sandwiched in between me and Andy, taking advantage of the post-bang afterglow.
One of the other benefits is Paul’s connections to several younger, horny men. Within a 24-hour “call to duty,” we can have a five or six man crew in hand to drive KK into an orgasmic frenzy, from pulling a train, one-on-one sex to dog-pile gang-banging.
This living situation has enhanced our lives in unexpected ways. There is lots of positive energy that comes from being in a more or less constant state of sexual arousal, with opportunity to satisfy that desire. One, or sometimes more of us are constantly on-hand to pleasure KK, from raw fucking to romantic play; kissing, making out, foreplay, teasing…
I still don’t know where this is headed, or how long this situation will persist. Truthfully, there’s something new every day that crops up, from adjustment to acceptance to a novel sexuality discovery.
I’m by no means an expert on the poly theme or lifestyle, mostly just sort of floating and bobbing along in a sea of unexplored experiences.
My wife, KK, and I have been doing the hot wife thing for more than twenty years. Up to the pandemic, KK’s pattern has always revolved around variety - her preference, at least on the surface appeared to center on enjoying strange cock as often as possible.
Very seldom would she engage in a repeat encounter; even in those circumstances it was rare she’d be with the same guy more than twice. In part, it was an avoidance strategy that worked bidirectionally. The variety was a means of keeping emotional distance between KK and male partners, placing things squarely in the “just sex” domain.
There have always been exceptions. KK’s had a few ‘steady’ partners, however physical distance always limited the frequency that KK was able to hook up with these more steady lovers.
Since the pandemic has been on the wane, things have changed, and I find myself in an unexpected place - we seem to have evolved into a poly relationship, four men and one woman, cohabitating, enjoying an extremely sex-centered mutual relationship.
The first stage of this developed around a guy I introduced KK to - her ‘boyfriend’ Andy. He was (now divorced) married when I made the intro, I figured “safe” in the sense that married guys in hot wife encounters don’t generally leave their wives, and thus don’t form significant emotional bonds. I was wrong.
It is a total surprise to me in many dimensions; Andy was the first to move in on a long-term basis and become a member of the household.
Shortly after, we gained another live-in, David. I’m going to avoid much underlying detail to prevent triggering the overly sensitive, David and KK have had a lifelong sexual and emotional relationship. This addition to the household has been both challenging and erotic.
The final, most recent addition is a younger man, turning nineteen soon, a guy I introduced KK to, essentially seducing him into our circle. He’s more part-time with us as opposed to permanent (whatever that means) live-in, as he travels about half of each month for his job. Paul gave up his apartment, and “base camps” with us when he’s not traveling.
So in addition to KK and I, her three “boyfriends” are now live-in, constantly accessible sexually, and actively engaged in keeping her emotionally and sexually satisfied.
I’m more surprised by this evolution, especially given KK’s long-term lean toward variety, than I am concerned or bothered by it.
Focusing on the sex, rather than the pragmatics and mundane stuff, KK now has one or more men almost instantly available for sex, ranging from intimate, romantic one-on-one to kinky fetish sessions, and best of all, what amounts to essentially a built-in impromptu gang-band situation.
As just one simple example, last night, I watched KK enjoy an intimate, three on one mini-bang with Paul, David, and Andy, focused totally on KK’s orgasms. Watching the four of them fucking, sucking, kissing, touching and summing is off-the-rails amazing. The scene is simultaneously erotic, sensual, nasty-dirty - a sensory overload. I enjoyed a morning wake-up call, with KK sandwiched in between me and Andy, taking advantage of the post-bang afterglow.
One of the other benefits is Paul’s connections to several younger, horny men. Within a 24-hour “call to duty,” we can have a five or six man crew in hand to drive KK into an orgasmic frenzy, from pulling a train, one-on-one sex to dog-pile gang-banging.
This living situation has enhanced our lives in unexpected ways. There is lots of positive energy that comes from being in a more or less constant state of sexual arousal, with opportunity to satisfy that desire. One, or sometimes more of us are constantly on-hand to pleasure KK, from raw fucking to romantic play; kissing, making out, foreplay, teasing…
I still don’t know where this is headed, or how long this situation will persist. Truthfully, there’s something new every day that crops up, from adjustment to acceptance to a novel sexuality discovery.
I’m by no means an expert on the poly theme or lifestyle, mostly just sort of floating and bobbing along in a sea of unexplored experiences.