My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[solstice]

Things must be hot in the Des household at the moment.

[Observer1931]

Poor guy may be trying to recover!!

[rascalnvixen]

I hope he's not in the hospital recovering from being almost fucked to death!!! I'm sure he had a good bit of work to handle today at the office since he was off the end of last week to spend time getting ready and hosting Beau's parents. I know we are all very anxious to hear all about the weekend activities!!

[rascalnvixen]

Maybe there is SOOooo much to tell us that Des has developed writer's cramps and is taking longer to put the right words on the screen!! I wonder if he had to take some time off from work to recover from his exertations this weekend???

Yes, I'm definitely ragging on you, Buddy!!!! I know you will post when you are able. Seriously, no real pressure!!! HA!!!!

Rascal

[solstice]

There must be a bit of action in your household those last few days, hence the radio silence

[afagehi7]

This update is going to be good. I hope Des wife fucked beau's dad and hopefully the mom too. Hopefully Des got lucky but no offense Des, I'm much more interested in your wife.

I wonder how dad would feel knowing he fucked his son's married girlfriend. I mean, in this situation anything goes.

I'm about 95% sure she fucked dad but only about 20% on mom.

Des, please tell us your wife fucked dad...

[solstice]

There must be a bit of action in your household those last few days, hence the radio silence

Hope you did not take my remarks as criticizing, I enjoy this thread immensely, your wife witty account of her deeds, and you harvest that bountiful crop!

[rascalnvixen]

Well, we are in the 3rd day since the end of the weekend. I'm beginning to think Des is teasing us now!! I know he will say that he isn't , and he's probably not, but it must have been such an awesome experience that he is writing a lot of detail or there is just so much that happened that it takes a long time to put it all in words. Either way, I'm sure his update will be his usual excellent story of a weekend full of debauchery! I can barely wait!!!

Rascal

[SutterKane]

Lets just trust that Des will tell us about it when he's ready. Might be any reason for the delay, up to and including his Tardis is in the shop!

[afagehi7]

Lets just trust that Des will tell us about it when he's ready. Might be any reason for the delay, up to and including his Tardis is in the shop!

He should at least check in so we know he didn't die. Watching his wife fuck dad while his cock is in mom's mouth..well, easily a man could pass out and hit his head, have a heart attack, etc. The hotness of it all may have killed him or he ended up in the hospital from jerking his cock raw

[rascalnvixen]

I'll bet they were all HOT at it when the Indian girl showed up for some fun and was accepted in for additional excitement!! Then just 15 minutes later Beau and Jack showed up unexpectedly and they all got into a wild and crazy orgy that lasted all weekend long and they became good friends with the pizza delivery girl that kept bringing more and more pizza to fuel the sex machines and finally just stayed for the fun!!!!

I mean, what else could keep him from posting this long??? Or maybe the insurance agent stopped by to give his wife a new Christmas dress and got pissed and is holding them all captive and making them all do extreme sex on each other and poor Des is strapped onto a wall in their BDSM fallout shelter!!! I think my imagination is getting the best of me!!!

Rascal

When in the absence of facts, the imagination takes over!!!!

[Fotodom]

IMO, MrsDes snuck out of the house after being filled by dad, went to Beau's place and got fucked by him and maybe Jack, and Des then got silky's so sweet he needs fillings for his teeth.
Yeah, That's the ticket....

[wannabeHWHusband]

I love reading everything about Des's life, but I worry something is amiss. Did Des's wife not react well to the first time Des fucked another woman (God knows he was long overdue)? Did something Mom and Dad get caught by Beau? I hope not, but fear something went awry and Des & co. have been patching things up since.

[armyguyot1]

Welcome to the forum wannabeHWHusband.

[Asterix42]

Des,

Nice introspective accounting of your marriage. But I do have to warn you of becoming too sure of that marriage, either on your part or on your wife's part. I mean that I have seen marriages who were "bullet proof" take a direct hit out of nowhere. A complete surprise to one or the other of the marital couple. Yes, I know you believe you two are special and different but I don't want you to become so convinced that you don't keep your eyes open to the possibilities. You know as well as I that marriages can become stale and unintentional feelings can start. If either of you become jaded in your marriage, that can open up unintended potential for a surprise. I guess I would want you to not take each other for granted!! To take time every once in a while to make some special times for each other. The same for her for you! And I do agree with Serrand that your wife should concentrate on you and recognize how special a husband you are for her!!! Not just the usual quick quip in passing! She is living her fantasy lifestyle because she has a great guy at home for her partner!!!! Just don't lose sight of what is important to you the couple. OK, I know, you haven't said everything you two do and say and I don't doubt that but just want to remind you that surprises happen when you least expect them. Enjoy the great life you are living now, but take a fresh look at things from time to time.

Rascal

Your remarks and those of afagehi7 and Sam Lowen are hereby taken seriously and I understand your comments. I'm sure each of you know this isn't the first time that's been mentioned here by others. We were up earlier than usual this morning and I checked in here for a couple of minutes. After reading those thoughtful comments, I mentioned the unanticipated possibilities to my wife. She said she's absolutely certain that would never be a problem between us but promised we will talk about it in depth. I don't think it's a problem either but agree it's worth an occasional discussion. We haven't drifted apart in any way. Our talk probably won't make it to these pages but if either you or Sam are curious at some point in the future, drop me a PM. Interested comments like that are part of the reason I like this website.

Her boss was at our home about two hours last night. Good night for both and I'll mention that later here when I have more time. We're going out for breakfast in a few.

~ Des

Hey Des
Have loved following your story, but in light of the above, one thing puzzled me. A few posts ago you quoted your wife as saying "I love Beau and Jack as much as I love my boss. It's not quite the same as with you and me, but there's a strong depth of feeling between them and me." It struck me that those words "not quite" didn't exactly come across as a resounding expression of her love for you being deeper or different than the love she has for her other men. What's your take on that?

[rascalnvixen]

Yes, I rag on Des about taking too long to post, but it's all in fun. Seriously, let's remember the season and how busy we all are in prep for the holidays!! It may well be that he and his wife are very busy with all the holiday parties and functions that go along with being part of the leadership of their respective companies. I'm quite sure he will be here soon, when he is ready!

Rascal

[wannabeHWHusband]

Really hope everything is okay at the Des household.

[samlowen]

I hope you and your amazing wife are having a great holiday season.

[afagehi7]

Someone needs to send a search party for Des.

[Fotodom]

Yeah, have been concerned. I hope all is well.

[8toplaywith]

It's a busy time of year.
Des is probably documenting the event as we impatiently wait. When it's finished, he'll publish it here and most likely crash the site.

[Des 31]

After reading the above remarks by others, I must apologize for not checking into this website earlier. We have been busy the past couple of weeks. I attended a couple of her work-related parties with my wife and we took three days off work to fly back to my wife’s hometown, where my parents were then visiting with hers. The following may explain part of what has happened in my absence from here. I’m sure this will be my longest write-up here ever, so those who prefer short postings may want to move on.

Earlier in December, as my wife and her boss had planned, he was at our home for a couple of hours on a night his wife attended a women-only book club’s holiday party. Before he arrived, I had turned on our indoor surveillance cams to capture whatever might happen that night. Typically when he visits our place, she leads him to our bedroom and I’ll either wait in the living room or go for a walk but didn’t do either this time. The weather was too cold for a long walk anyway. I hadn't anticipated that I would learn something that night about her boss’ and his wife’s live-in nanny who watches their kids. But surprises have come to be common in our hotwife life.

They sat together on our couch to talk a few minutes before he leaned to kiss her deeply. They stood, removed their clothes and laid those on the couch. He led her to the bar separating our living room and kitchen’s dining area. He urged her to lean her hands onto the bar top. She spread her legs in anticipation and turned her head about to watch as he guided his dickhead to her opening. My penis swelled, and I think I recall my eyes and mouth being wide open as his cock entered her from behind.

She cried out as his big dick slid into her channel. I dimmed the light alongside me and turned around the massaging-recliner to watch.

Her head thrashed side to side, her hair flailing the room’s warm air. She wailed, “Yes! Yes” repeatedly as he thrust into her cunt from behind. Gasping, I unzipped my fly and jerked off madly. When fucking, they truly look magnificent together and the sight of his sizeable tool somehow added to my enjoyment as I watched. Neither looked at me. It seemed they no longer noticed I was there. He said to her in a low tone, “I love sex with you.” She responded in a trembling, melodic voice, “Oh yeah, you know I love it too.”

Their flesh slapped each time his hips bumped against her buttocks. She whimpered, “I need more. Let’s go to the bedroom.” He withdrew, turned her about and they kissed passionately. I couldn’t move my eyes away from his large, stiff member that prominently protruded. As he drew her closer, his length disappeared between her thighs, just below her pussy. She took him by the hand and they strode down the hall. The sound of our bedroom door closing reverberated to where I sat in the living room.

Stroking my cock, I listened outside the door a few minutes. Their moans and sighs increased in tone and intensity. Soon, she was sobbing and screaming as he plowed her furrow. I retreated to our guest bedroom across the hall and left the door open as I jerked off.

He growled loudly that he was soon to ejaculate. My wife squealed in delight and howled, “Oh yes, I’m cumming too!” Their mutual squalls in orgasmic release reverberated across the hallway separating us. I pumped wildly and spurted onto the bed’s top sheet. I walked back to the living room, dressed and waited for them to come out.

Within three or four minutes, they joined me in the living room. He was again dressed and my wife was in her white, transparent robe, clearly with nothing beneath. He thanked the two of us, planted his lips onto my wife’s. He said his wife would be home from her book club’s party in about an hour and that he should leave. Their live-in nanny was with the kids.

After his car backed out of our driveway, my wife said, “He told me their nanny knows about our relationship.” The young woman is their third foreign nanny. She is from Norway and her temporary workers visa will soon expire. On a recent evening, she and his wife were talking privately at their home. We’re unsure how the conversation got around to the woman’s sexual life, but she confessed she had realized my wife and her boss had a sexual relationship and that his wife approved of it. She went on to say that’s a rather ordinary happening in her country and she, too, had a previous relationship with a married man whose wife approved.

I mentioned I would enjoy a conversation with the woman before she leaves for her home country. My wife said I may have that opportunity. We are having dinner with her boss and his wife at their home the last weekend of this month, a few weeks before their nanny leaves and will be replaced with another Euro national from their referring agency. I really hope I have the opportunity to do that.

When I was later fucking her missionary-style in our bed, she again confessed his eight and a half inches is “special.” It had taken her a long time before getting around to admitting that, but I told her I like that very much. I was cumming when she said, “I’m so glad. I feel that my fucking him is really for both you and me.” She’s right about that.

* * *

Just days later, we were among the attendees at Beau and Jack’s mid-December community college’s graduation. We sat alongside Beau’s parents in the school’s gymnasium where the ceremony was held.

When it ended, my wife stopped at an impromptu-setup-food vendor’s booth just outside the gym, bypassed the snacks and bought a banana. The parents and her two student friends accompanied us as we walked to the parking lot. The guys were still in their grad gowns as the six of us talked. Beau’s parents invited us to join them for dinner. My wife peeled back the banana and said, “I’ll have this instead. I don’t want to intrude on such an important occasion.”

My wife made eye contact with Beau and Jack as she bit into her banana and realized all were staring at her with the dick-shaped fruit between her lips. She said, “Oh my god,” and I and the others broke out in laughter. She grinned and said, “That was awkward.” Beau’s mom said, “That’s so funny. We’ll meet you at your home tomorrow morning, and you two can show us around town.”

I looked back at them when I was about to get in my sedan. Jack handed something to Beau's father and the man put in his pocket. I didn't think much about that at the time.

As I was about to start the car, my wife’s eyes rolled and said, “That banana moment was graceless.” I told I thought it was perfect. A minute or so later as I pulled onto the highway, she smiled and said, “Maybe so.”

His mom and dad checked out of their hotel the following morning and called to say they were on the way to our home. Their SUV pulled into our driveway around 11:30 a.m. I fixed a late breakfast for the four of us.

Across the breakfast table, the husband said he was late in getting to sleep the night before. At dinner with their son and his friend the previous evening, he had coffee with his meal. He said, “When I drink coffee I can’t sleep.”

My wife said, “I have the exact opposite.” He said, “Seriously? How’s that possible?”

She responded with a grin, “Yeah, when I’m sleeping, I can’t drink coffee.” We rocked back laughing. He said, “Good one.”

He mentioned this was a good day to tour the town. I mentioned that a the cold front coming in and it might snow. My wife responded, “The TV said we can expect three inches,” paused and added. “Or, as my husband would say, eight inches.”

All laughed. His wife turned to me and said, “I can’t remember jokes like your wife, but that’s how your wife kept the kids at Beau’s birthday party entertained. It was like a non-stop comedian’s concert.”

We drove them through our town’s historic district, had a light lunch in the park’s diner, and were back home around five. He asked if we were four-twenty friendly. My wife admitted each of us had limited experience and they said they were the same. But Jack had been given a joint by one of the grads during a conversation with a guy on his way out of the gymnasium. Handing it off to Beau’s dad in the parking lot, he said he didn’t use the stuff and asked him to pitch it somewhere on the road.

My wife said, “Oh what the hell. Why not? We can pass it around.” She pulled a saucer from the cupboard as an ash tray. Our home was built as a secure shelter by the original owner, and when the windows are closed off by the automated tornado shutters, we turn on the overhead lights or lamps. My wife turned on two plug-in, red-tint night lights that cast a crimson glow throughout the living room. His wife grinned and said, “This looks mysterious.”

We sat on the floor in a circle, individually inhaling. I coughed and handed it to the woman alongside me who passed it on to his wife. A couple minutes later, my wife said, “I don’t feel a thing.” I said, “Just wait. You will.” We other three recognized the effect. My wife said, “Didn’t happen with me,” but we looked at her eyes drooping and laughed. I said, “Yes, it did.” She smiled and said, “Okay, you’re right.”

Our conversation was a bit weird from that moment but in a moment of coherency, he said, “I guess I understand the attraction for this by kids, but I couldn’t handle losing my clarity.” The women and I nodded in agreement, then fell silent for some indefinite time, staring at the others. His wife lay her hand on mine, looked over to my wife and said, “You already know we like your relationship with our son. Were you two swingers before that?”

My wife chewed her lower lip while considering what to say in response. She said, “Not exactly.” She went on to tell about her affair with a coworker six years before and that I had previously encouraged her to have sex with another man. She said, “I thought it was some trick to get me to allow him to date other men. A year or so after he had begun asking that, I finally realized he was serious. So I had sex with a guy and liked it.” She left out the part about the many guys between then and now but went on, “So when I got to know your son from a night class, it just happened.” She nodded toward me and added, “And he liked that. What surprised me about it was your approval. Are you swingers?”

Her limited confession caused the woman to admit they had sex with two couples early in their marriage. It was something of a lark when her husband picked up a swingers contact magazine at an adult book store. They talked about it for months before agreeing and bought a newer contact magazine. Squeezing my hand, she said most personals ads are now online but believed that sort of magazines were more common at that time. They had sex with two couples a few times but his business and their raising their son didn’t allow them time to keep up the lifestyle. She added, “But after meeting you two, we have talked about it more recently.”

My wife said, “Your attitude makes sense to me now. We also considered swapping partners, but I couldn’t handle him fucking other women. Meeting you is, well, different,” and added with a giggle, “to say the least.” In the dim light, I hadn’t noticed until that moment he and my wife were also holding hands. She turned to him and kissed him fully on the lips. They embraced and I turned to kiss his wife.

My wife silently stood, taking him by the hand and leading him down the hallway to our bedroom. I asked if the woman wished to go to our guest bedroom. She said, “In a heartbeat.” We removed our clothes, laying them on the couch. She is 5’6”, with dark hair and brown eyes. Although twelve years older, her figure looks much like my wife’s.

As I was fucking her, my wife’s wails reverberated from across the hall as her husband’s dick slammed through her pussy. The woman laughed as I fucked her and said, “I like your wife’s enthusiasm.” I said, “She’s always like that.” Her eyes widened and she said, “Oh my god, I’m cumming.” Her head rolled back and she squealed in orgasm. I think I fucked her for twenty or so minutes before my semen erupted into her channel. She whimpered, “Oh fuck yes, cum in me.”

I lay alongside her and said, “Do you think your son will suspect we had sex?” She said, “I thought perhaps he had told your wife about that. He was hoping it would happen.” Surprised, I said, “Seriously?”

She smiled and hovered above me, sucking my cock, pausing at times with a lengthy explanation. One night at their home, Beau and his parents were talking about his ongoing relationship with my wife. He had told them about the boating trip with us, his roommate Jack and our friends. They expressed to Beau their approval when he confessed the two guys, our friends and my wife having sex that weekend. His dad told him it seemed surreal but that he wished he could have had that experience at their son’s age. Beau said it occurred to him at the time it would be “nice” if his parents had a similar relationship with my wife and me.

Neither parent expressed whether they would consider that or not. His mother inquired whether he really meant what he imagined. He said, “Sure. That would be awesome.” They laughed about it at the time but the parents privately talked about it as time went on and wondered whether my wife and I would even consider it. I surmised, “So I guess you’ll tell him.” She said, “I think so. We’ll need to think about it first and would want to know whether your wife thinks that would be fine with her.”

At our breakfast table the following morning, his wife and I were told they had an almost identical conversation about their talk with Beau. My wife said, “I’m okay with your telling him. It’s your decision.” The dad said, “It’s clear Beau would be pleased knowing about it.” I grinned and said, “Sounds like the closest a family could get.” I hadn’t meant that as a joke but the other three broke out in laughter. He said, “I hadn’t thought of it that way. We’ll let you know before we have that talk with him.”

For the reason neither parent had responded negatively to their son’s fantasy of them having sex with us, they’re sure he suspected it could come about.

My wife said, “All that talk makes me want to go back to bed.” She turned to his wife and me and said, “Want to join us?” The four of us removed our robes in the bedroom. My wife shivered and gasped as he guided is cock into my her cunt. His wife grasped my tool and whispered, “I love this” as she slid my tool her opening. It seemed surreal to me, each woman screaming, “Yes! Oh yes!” as we fucked them. My wife yelped at the moment he groaned and his lava erupted in her.

My wife turned her head to his wife and kissed her fully on the lips. They embraced and he and I withdrew and stood alongside the bed. We jerked off together as my wife tongued the woman’s cunt. They exchanged positions. I was cumming into a tissue from our bedside table as I watched and was unable to get it up again that morning.

When the women separated with satisfied smiles and coos, he turned my wife to her knees and entered her from behind. His wife and I watched as he plowed my wife’s cunt. He fucked her powerfully. Her heels kicked his buttocks and her hips gyrated beneath him.

She screamed as he announced he was about to ejaculate into her tunnel. Her mouth opened wide and she howled, “Oh my god! You’re cumming so good!” I don’t know how she knew that, but he responded, “Oh yeah, I am.” He braced his body with his arms and thrust slowly until the last of his semen was planted into my wife’s cunt. They shared a lingering kiss, her arms encircling his neck.

His wife’s hand was shaking as she curled her fist around my deflated dick. Her lips brushed against my ear as she whispered, “This is so hot.” I held her close and pressed my lips to hers. At the moment we broke apart, we each turned to see our spouses looking up at us and smiling. The husband said, “You’re our new best friends.” My wife said, “I like this kind of friendship.” They and I laughed when she added, “It’s best when we’re ‘deep’ into each other.”

On their second night with us, our wives straddled his and my hips and rode us until he and I were mutually coming. I was drained and done until the following morning, but he fucked my wife several times before the sun came up. His wife sucked my cock each time we were awakened by our spouses’ shaking the bed as they screwed.

That morning, we had sex again in separate bedrooms, then went out to breakfast. They had intended to leave for home after we left the diner, but my wife said to them across the table, “How about us going back home for one more time?” They enthusiastically agreed and left about noon. We stood alongside their car to say our good-byes and my wife reminded the woman, “Let us know whether you intend to tell Beau.” His mom said, “I’ve already decided. We’ll tell him. He will be thrilled.” My wife smiled and said, “Give me a call and let me know his reaction.”

We watched from the entrance to our driveway as their car reached the end of the street and turned onto the highway. Walking back to the house, my wife said, “That was nice, wasn’t it?” I told her it was more than that and looked forward to seeing them again sometime. As we walked through the door, she nodded and said, “Yeah. Me too.”

She told me later that morning that he had a condom when they went to bed. She told him, “That isn’t necessary. I can’t get pregnant.” I told her that issue hadn’t come up with his wife and using a rubber hadn’t occurred to me. She smiled and said, “I’m glad you didn’t. She probably liked it better that way. I do.”

* * *

This past weekend, we didn’t go out on New Year’s Eve as we had last year. We bundled up around two in the afternoon and went hiking up the nearest mountain. When we were later driving away, my said her ankle was in pain. I massaged her feet and ankles but she said that only increased the pain.

She turned down aspirin, so I asked if she would like me to phone her masseur. He and she fuck at his place following her massages, but those who follow our thread here already know that. She said, “Sure, that’s a good idea if he’s at home. I would like it if you phoned instead of me. I think he would like that.”

The guy’s girlfriend was out of town visiting her family and he had nothing to do that night. He was at our home within a half hour of my phone call and wore his white scrubs he typically wears when working. He brought along a folding massage table and gave her a full body rubdown in our living room. I watched quietly from my chair.

She told him she would like it better if he was naked as she was. I took his clothes as he stripped down. His dick was swollen and rigid, with a slight upward curve. Because he and my wife had in the past been at his studio or his apartment for rubdowns and sex, I hadn’t before seen him naked. His strong stalk’s porcelain-pale color contrasted strongly with its purplish, walnut-shaped dickhead. I felt a momentary need to compliment him on his stiff manhood but, thinking that as inappropriate, I didn’t. I folded his clothes neatly and stacked them on our coffee table.

When she turned onto her back, his hand eventually moved to her shaved mound. He added more body oil to her cunt as his finger massaged her clitoris. My wife closed her eyes and moaned. Her hips softly rose and fell under his finger’s manipulations. Spreading her legs, he crawled atop her.

His rigid cock slid easily in her lubricated pussy. She wrapped her legs about his waist and her ankles locked at the lower curve of his back. Her jaw gaped open and she looked up into his eyes as he fucked her. She wasn’t as vocal as she commonly is in sex but repeatedly uttered “Oh, oh,” as he thrust into her slit. Her hips rose and fell in rhythm with his pounding.

Ultimately she sobbed, “Oh, honey, I’m cumming.” He increased his tempo as she screamed in orgasm and soon he too was cumming with a shout. He pumped until his sperm was depleted in her channel. He groaned, “This is sooo good.”

After he and she dressed, he stayed around perhaps fifteen minutes talking with us. She kissed him at the doorway as he was leaving. I carried his folding massage table to his car and when he slid into the driver’s seat, I said with a grin, “Thank you for your service.”

He laughed and said, “Call me anytime I can be of help.” I suspect that won't be long from now. I waved a good-bye as he backed out onto the street and drove away.

When I walked back into our house, my wife said, “You’re the best.” I said, “Yeah, I know." I'm sure that's not actually true, but I felt good saying it.

~ Des

[samlowen]

Ok. I think you've had a much better holiday season than most of us here. Wow. Now that the parents are in the fold as participants, do you envision a father/son evening with your wife in the future?

[afagehi7]

Ok. I think you've had a much better holiday season than most of us here. Wow. Now that the parents are in the fold as participants, do you envision a father/son evening with your wife in the future?

Now we're talking!!! A little friendly competition.

Des - who is a better fuck? Beau or the dad?

[Kays cuck]

Incredible update, Des. As usual. Thanks for keeping us up to date on the scorching hot details of your lives. Happy New Year.