This is so sweet and, honestly, the ideal way for it to happen.
What was your first Hotwife experience?
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Welcome to the forum CorruptedSob5.
Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
One of my first posts but very hard to find.
Visiting a swingers club.
To comply with her wish to become a cuckoldress and/or hot wife, I searched the internet. I proposed one club, named Kasteel (Castle) Waterloo (see also in English http://www.kasteelwaterloo.nl/) which offered us three different possibilities. Couples only, couples only with black men to serve the women, or the nudist evening when single men were allowed. I emailed the URL’s of these pages to my wife so she could decide. She chose the nudist evening, even when the page warned her that this evening was not for beginners.
During the whole day I had my doubts. Wouldn’t these single men be too bold, wouldn’t they scare her off, wouldn’t the visit have a contrary effect?
During our trip to this club we were both nervous. The number of parked cars in the big park was astonishing. (Later on, they told me there are always between 150 and 200.) We entered the Castle at 9:00 PM, and the first thing my wife asked was whether there were more couples in there. She was apparently afraid to be alone as a woman. That turned out to not be a problem.
After shedding our clothes, we wanted to look around. All rooms were very crowded. We passed the dark room with holes in the walls. The upper one to watch through, the lower one to be caressed or to sucked through. She watched. A hand came out of a hole and tried to feel her pussy. My wife became scared. I explained what these holes were for. She smiled to me and said she had not expected this. Then a man began to caress her breasts, then her pussy. I wanted to stop him, to say we had been there for only a few minutes. Looking at my wife, however, I saw her smile. "It was alright, she said. So I let him."
He was a sharp looking guy, around fifty years old. After a few more minutes, we decided to look to the room at the end of that corridor. Very, very crowded. Everywhere there were little groups of people exploring each other. Fucking. Sucking. On the very big bed was a place we could sit. This fellow had followed my wife, however. He started again to feel her pussy. He lowered himself on his knees to suck her pussy first. I sat behind her. She asked me to hold her breasts but four or five men and one woman were already caressing her whole body. My wife had her first orgasm. He wanted to get a piece and began to fuck her (of course with a condom on). After a few minutes, he withdrew his dick. My wife stroked his cock and kneaded his balls.
Again he resumed fucking her. Both came violently. He tongue kissed my wife, thanked her, and left. A second man about forty took his place to suck her pussy, an expert, as my wife explained to me later. Again, after a longer time, she came again, this time heavily. He then started to fuck her mouth. She eagerly accepted, helping him by stroking his dick and balls. I didn’t notice, but later she told me that he came in her mouth, and she had swallowed his cum. He kindly thanked her too.
Within less than thirty minutes, her pussy was sucked twice, she was fucked once, and she sucked a dick to completion. She had already come three times. Could she bear this pace? How long until she would say enough?
Beside her sat yet one more man. Apparently he had patience. He had only caressed her body during all that time my wife was playing with the others. My wife started to talk with him. After some time they were fondling and kissing each other.
I don’t know exactly how much time passed, but he too lowered himself on his knees and began to suck her pussy. First very softly and kindly. Then passionately. Again my wife came very heavily.
The rest of the evening would change our time in the lifestyle completely. He, this guy of exactly forty, and my wife started to cuddle, fondle, and caress each other for more than 30 minutes. I didn’t exist anymore for her. She didn’t care about me. Not for one second did she look at me. Just the two of them, fully engaged in making love. I could only watch.
Never I had I seen my wife so hot. Never had I seen my wife so passionate, not even with me. I didn’t recognize her at all.
Her kissing his whole body. He returning the favor. Every part of her body explored. No other man dared to touch her anymore. They tongue-kissed for minutes and minutes without their mouths parting.
It was so beautiful, so romantic, so erotic to watch these two.
Was this what I wasn’t able to give my wife? Did I finally give her what she lacked by letting her receive it from other men? I was so glad for her. I was the happiest man on earth. Those were my feelings at that moment.
Later on, she told me it wasn’t mechanical. It came deep from her inner feelings. She never thought about what she was doing. All happened automatically. Nonetheless, she was aware I was nearby her side.
They decided to take a break, have something to drink, and that is when I got an opportunity to talk with him.
My wife, her extra guy, and I went upstairs again, this time visiting another room. They continued their act. Heavy fondling, cuddling. Taking his dick countless times in her mouth, kneading his balls. Then she rode him on top, pinching his nipples, placing her pussy on his mouth, sitting on his face, riding his mouth. She came continuously. There wasn’t place for me. I didn’t exist.
Some days later she was riding my mouth. More passionate than she ever had before. I asked her if it was like with this man in Castle Waterloo. Yes, she said. Then I was sure about it, she lost herself completely with this guy. Giving all of herself.
Of course, this man wanted his compensation too. After a lengthy blowjob he unloaded his cum in her mouth. She kissed him first, then me with her mouth still full of cum. Kissing him before me. A subtle humiliation which I will never forget.
An hour or so later, they were the most passionate lovers I had ever seen. My wife had thrown away all existing diffidence. That she could be so intimate with another man - giving him all the attention she wished, holding him so tenderly in her arms, being so unconstrained - was beyond belief. Denying me completely like she had more than forty years ago like at the tennis tournament turned me on enormously.
Did I get back my wife? Not the one I brought to the Castle. Particularly, her denying me made me happier and more excited than ever because it showed me she was in true heaven. My ultimate happiness was giving her that freedom.
Beforehand, I had completely different thoughts about what an evening there would be like. I thought there would be more sex, yes, with fun and pleasure but without feelings, or emotions. Little did I imagine what the amazing reality would be.
We moved back to the first room, where two women and seven or eight men were engaged in a big orgy. My wife’s lover positioned himself to receive a long lasting blowjob from one of these women. My wife held his head tenderly in her hands and placed it on her thighs so she could tongue-kiss him while he was getting his blowjob. This was very humiliating for me: my wife pleasing her lover while he was being sucked by another unknown woman. It was very hot to see.
This orgy came to a end. My wife’s lover of the evening had to leave. He thanked my wife for this wonderful evening. Thus we where alone, we thought. Not so.
Many more men had watched this scene and were extremely turned on. One presented his dick to my wife‘s mouth but didn’t want to cum. A second guy came to my wife to rub her pussy very roughly. In the meantime a third guy wanted to have a blowjob. He got that, then ejaculated on my wife’s breasts. A fourth guy replaced him. My wife rubbed his dick against her nipples, he too ejaculated on her breasts. The same with a fifth man. My wife rubbed all that semen over her breasts. At last a sixth guy got a lengthy blowjob. I couldn’t hold it any longer and started to fuck my wife from behind. We came violently.
Men being served and men serving women, that was what I expected from this evening. The last part was like that. All six guys were very kind to her and thanked her for the sex. My wife never acted mechanically. It was all her pleasure. But, as I already wrote, the main part of the evening changed our live completely. My wife had tasted passion with another man, being lost in her embrace and union with him, forgetting me even as I stood there. She had been consumed in her beautiful feelings for him.
We dressed to go home, without showering. At home, my wife commanded me to use my mouth to clean her body, covered with dried semen, which I eagerly did. In the middle of the night, we went over the evening once again with the best wine we had. We decided to write down all our events and feelings about it. I started the day after.
We talked about this evening countless times over the next two weeks. What could we expect in the future?
She asked me to write down the dreams I had told her about during our hot evenings in France. With some shame I repeat them now. A bukkake on her body, which I had to clean. Receiving multiple cumshots in her mouth before kissing me. A rough gangbang by a large row of guys. Kissing her pussy while she is being fucked. Her making love to women. Putting my dick in another woman’s pussy and kissing her pussy while I’m fucking this woman. Or the reverse, my putting a strange dick in her pussy while she sucks my dick. Seeing my wife lose herself to another man. Seeing it is my own wife who enacts all these dreams.
Now, I have other dreams, ones that perhaps will never happen, because she wants me to be present.
Having her not home with me but leave with her lover after a evening in this Castle. Or getting a phone call from her that she won’t be home until midnight. Or leaving the house while announcing she will return late and I need not wait.
As I told her, for me the most important thing has been that she should do whatever she wants to do, never thinking sex is reserved for only her husband. I would even like her to do things with other men she has never done before with me.
To be continued.
Visiting a swingers club.
To comply with her wish to become a cuckoldress and/or hot wife, I searched the internet. I proposed one club, named Kasteel (Castle) Waterloo (see also in English http://www.kasteelwaterloo.nl/) which offered us three different possibilities. Couples only, couples only with black men to serve the women, or the nudist evening when single men were allowed. I emailed the URL’s of these pages to my wife so she could decide. She chose the nudist evening, even when the page warned her that this evening was not for beginners.
During the whole day I had my doubts. Wouldn’t these single men be too bold, wouldn’t they scare her off, wouldn’t the visit have a contrary effect?
During our trip to this club we were both nervous. The number of parked cars in the big park was astonishing. (Later on, they told me there are always between 150 and 200.) We entered the Castle at 9:00 PM, and the first thing my wife asked was whether there were more couples in there. She was apparently afraid to be alone as a woman. That turned out to not be a problem.
After shedding our clothes, we wanted to look around. All rooms were very crowded. We passed the dark room with holes in the walls. The upper one to watch through, the lower one to be caressed or to sucked through. She watched. A hand came out of a hole and tried to feel her pussy. My wife became scared. I explained what these holes were for. She smiled to me and said she had not expected this. Then a man began to caress her breasts, then her pussy. I wanted to stop him, to say we had been there for only a few minutes. Looking at my wife, however, I saw her smile. "It was alright, she said. So I let him."
He was a sharp looking guy, around fifty years old. After a few more minutes, we decided to look to the room at the end of that corridor. Very, very crowded. Everywhere there were little groups of people exploring each other. Fucking. Sucking. On the very big bed was a place we could sit. This fellow had followed my wife, however. He started again to feel her pussy. He lowered himself on his knees to suck her pussy first. I sat behind her. She asked me to hold her breasts but four or five men and one woman were already caressing her whole body. My wife had her first orgasm. He wanted to get a piece and began to fuck her (of course with a condom on). After a few minutes, he withdrew his dick. My wife stroked his cock and kneaded his balls.
Again he resumed fucking her. Both came violently. He tongue kissed my wife, thanked her, and left. A second man about forty took his place to suck her pussy, an expert, as my wife explained to me later. Again, after a longer time, she came again, this time heavily. He then started to fuck her mouth. She eagerly accepted, helping him by stroking his dick and balls. I didn’t notice, but later she told me that he came in her mouth, and she had swallowed his cum. He kindly thanked her too.
Within less than thirty minutes, her pussy was sucked twice, she was fucked once, and she sucked a dick to completion. She had already come three times. Could she bear this pace? How long until she would say enough?
Beside her sat yet one more man. Apparently he had patience. He had only caressed her body during all that time my wife was playing with the others. My wife started to talk with him. After some time they were fondling and kissing each other.
I don’t know exactly how much time passed, but he too lowered himself on his knees and began to suck her pussy. First very softly and kindly. Then passionately. Again my wife came very heavily.
The rest of the evening would change our time in the lifestyle completely. He, this guy of exactly forty, and my wife started to cuddle, fondle, and caress each other for more than 30 minutes. I didn’t exist anymore for her. She didn’t care about me. Not for one second did she look at me. Just the two of them, fully engaged in making love. I could only watch.
Never I had I seen my wife so hot. Never had I seen my wife so passionate, not even with me. I didn’t recognize her at all.
Her kissing his whole body. He returning the favor. Every part of her body explored. No other man dared to touch her anymore. They tongue-kissed for minutes and minutes without their mouths parting.
It was so beautiful, so romantic, so erotic to watch these two.
Was this what I wasn’t able to give my wife? Did I finally give her what she lacked by letting her receive it from other men? I was so glad for her. I was the happiest man on earth. Those were my feelings at that moment.
Later on, she told me it wasn’t mechanical. It came deep from her inner feelings. She never thought about what she was doing. All happened automatically. Nonetheless, she was aware I was nearby her side.
They decided to take a break, have something to drink, and that is when I got an opportunity to talk with him.
My wife, her extra guy, and I went upstairs again, this time visiting another room. They continued their act. Heavy fondling, cuddling. Taking his dick countless times in her mouth, kneading his balls. Then she rode him on top, pinching his nipples, placing her pussy on his mouth, sitting on his face, riding his mouth. She came continuously. There wasn’t place for me. I didn’t exist.
Some days later she was riding my mouth. More passionate than she ever had before. I asked her if it was like with this man in Castle Waterloo. Yes, she said. Then I was sure about it, she lost herself completely with this guy. Giving all of herself.
Of course, this man wanted his compensation too. After a lengthy blowjob he unloaded his cum in her mouth. She kissed him first, then me with her mouth still full of cum. Kissing him before me. A subtle humiliation which I will never forget.
An hour or so later, they were the most passionate lovers I had ever seen. My wife had thrown away all existing diffidence. That she could be so intimate with another man - giving him all the attention she wished, holding him so tenderly in her arms, being so unconstrained - was beyond belief. Denying me completely like she had more than forty years ago like at the tennis tournament turned me on enormously.
Did I get back my wife? Not the one I brought to the Castle. Particularly, her denying me made me happier and more excited than ever because it showed me she was in true heaven. My ultimate happiness was giving her that freedom.
Beforehand, I had completely different thoughts about what an evening there would be like. I thought there would be more sex, yes, with fun and pleasure but without feelings, or emotions. Little did I imagine what the amazing reality would be.
We moved back to the first room, where two women and seven or eight men were engaged in a big orgy. My wife’s lover positioned himself to receive a long lasting blowjob from one of these women. My wife held his head tenderly in her hands and placed it on her thighs so she could tongue-kiss him while he was getting his blowjob. This was very humiliating for me: my wife pleasing her lover while he was being sucked by another unknown woman. It was very hot to see.
This orgy came to a end. My wife’s lover of the evening had to leave. He thanked my wife for this wonderful evening. Thus we where alone, we thought. Not so.
Many more men had watched this scene and were extremely turned on. One presented his dick to my wife‘s mouth but didn’t want to cum. A second guy came to my wife to rub her pussy very roughly. In the meantime a third guy wanted to have a blowjob. He got that, then ejaculated on my wife’s breasts. A fourth guy replaced him. My wife rubbed his dick against her nipples, he too ejaculated on her breasts. The same with a fifth man. My wife rubbed all that semen over her breasts. At last a sixth guy got a lengthy blowjob. I couldn’t hold it any longer and started to fuck my wife from behind. We came violently.
Men being served and men serving women, that was what I expected from this evening. The last part was like that. All six guys were very kind to her and thanked her for the sex. My wife never acted mechanically. It was all her pleasure. But, as I already wrote, the main part of the evening changed our live completely. My wife had tasted passion with another man, being lost in her embrace and union with him, forgetting me even as I stood there. She had been consumed in her beautiful feelings for him.
We dressed to go home, without showering. At home, my wife commanded me to use my mouth to clean her body, covered with dried semen, which I eagerly did. In the middle of the night, we went over the evening once again with the best wine we had. We decided to write down all our events and feelings about it. I started the day after.
We talked about this evening countless times over the next two weeks. What could we expect in the future?
She asked me to write down the dreams I had told her about during our hot evenings in France. With some shame I repeat them now. A bukkake on her body, which I had to clean. Receiving multiple cumshots in her mouth before kissing me. A rough gangbang by a large row of guys. Kissing her pussy while she is being fucked. Her making love to women. Putting my dick in another woman’s pussy and kissing her pussy while I’m fucking this woman. Or the reverse, my putting a strange dick in her pussy while she sucks my dick. Seeing my wife lose herself to another man. Seeing it is my own wife who enacts all these dreams.
Now, I have other dreams, ones that perhaps will never happen, because she wants me to be present.
Having her not home with me but leave with her lover after a evening in this Castle. Or getting a phone call from her that she won’t be home until midnight. Or leaving the house while announcing she will return late and I need not wait.
As I told her, for me the most important thing has been that she should do whatever she wants to do, never thinking sex is reserved for only her husband. I would even like her to do things with other men she has never done before with me.
To be continued.
Early in 2023, all my settings disappeared.
To read (and view) my contributions advanced search for author "dinoo".
We visited frequently a club. (www.kasteelwaterloo.nl)
It became "our" club.
To read (and view) my contributions advanced search for author "dinoo".
We visited frequently a club. (www.kasteelwaterloo.nl)
It became "our" club.
Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
One of my first posts but very hard to find. Therefor this post.
Visiting a swingers club.
The same post so I deleted this one.
Visiting a swingers club.
The same post so I deleted this one.
Early in 2023, all my settings disappeared.
To read (and view) my contributions advanced search for author "dinoo".
We visited frequently a club. (www.kasteelwaterloo.nl)
It became "our" club.
To read (and view) my contributions advanced search for author "dinoo".
We visited frequently a club. (www.kasteelwaterloo.nl)
It became "our" club.
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Thebestdays1
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Mine was just after we'd returned from our honeymoon.
She returned to her old job and had to stay at her parents place for a few weeks as our house wasn't ready at the time. One of her colleagues, a married man she'd had a crush on before meeting me, had fucked her after her last day at work before we got married and he fucked her again a couple of days after the honeymoon.
This was in 1982, long before mobile phones so she wrote to me with the details of what they'd done and I wrote back to her to tell her how excited I'd been to read her letter. It all seems so cumbersome these days!
She returned to her old job and had to stay at her parents place for a few weeks as our house wasn't ready at the time. One of her colleagues, a married man she'd had a crush on before meeting me, had fucked her after her last day at work before we got married and he fucked her again a couple of days after the honeymoon.
This was in 1982, long before mobile phones so she wrote to me with the details of what they'd done and I wrote back to her to tell her how excited I'd been to read her letter. It all seems so cumbersome these days!
Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Writng down the details of what she did is really exciting. I love to do that. Sadly, my HW only likes to read and hear what I saw, but doesn't like to write it down herself. I'd really like to see in black and white, her description of how good the other guys are etc.
Sex is like Bridge - if you don't have a good partner, you need a good hand.
Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Writng down the details of what she did is really exciting. I love to do that. Sadly, my HW only likes to read and hear what I saw, but doesn't like to write it down herself. I'd really like to see in black and white, her description of how good the other guys are etc.
Sex is like Bridge - if you don't have a good partner, you need a good hand.
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sandy691196
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Did this guy think she was cheating? Did he think that he scored a newly married woman? Or did she explain the "kink" to him under whatever name it went by then?Thebestdays1 wrote: ↑Thu Oct 23, 2025 1:52 amMine was just after we'd returned from our honeymoon.
She returned to her old job and had to stay at her parents place for a few weeks as our house wasn't ready at the time. One of her colleagues, a married man she'd had a crush on before meeting me, had fucked her after her last day at work before we got married and he fucked her again a couple of days after the honeymoon.
This was in 1982, long before mobile phones so she wrote to me with the details of what they'd done and I wrote back to her to tell her how excited I'd been to read her letter. It all seems so cumbersome these days!
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Thebestdays1
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
I believe she let him think she was cheating. She never liked it when people thought she was sweet so she enjoyed being 'naughty'. He'd fucked her 9 months earlier after the staff's Christmas party and she sucked him off under his desk the following Monday. That lead to them often having lunch in his car.sandy691196 wrote: ↑Tue Oct 28, 2025 6:15 pmDid this guy think she was cheating? Did he think that he scored a newly married woman? Or did she explain the "kink" to him under whatever name it went by then?Thebestdays1 wrote: ↑Thu Oct 23, 2025 1:52 amMine was just after we'd returned from our honeymoon.
She returned to her old job and had to stay at her parents place for a few weeks as our house wasn't ready at the time. One of her colleagues, a married man she'd had a crush on before meeting me, had fucked her after her last day at work before we got married and he fucked her again a couple of days after the honeymoon.
This was in 1982, long before mobile phones so she wrote to me with the details of what they'd done and I wrote back to her to tell her how excited I'd been to read her letter. It all seems so cumbersome these days!
Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
With our kids gone for the weekend and myself working a night shift as a paramedic i passed by my wife's boytoy worker's apartment after a call at 3 in the morning and saw my wife's ameythyst Neon in his driveway, and the lights off in his apartment.
Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Here is a link to our story in the library. viewtopic.php?f=8&t=77055
Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Wow, congrats or what do you suppose to say?scottamadore2 wrote: ↑Mon Oct 20, 2025 5:31 pmI think I deserve to answer this question here because for me it happened 3 days ago , it was amazing i am still not over it
I never thought it would happen in such a way
But overall its amazing
🥳Can you say something today, about a week later? Same feeling?
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carolinacuck
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Our first experience was a bit disappointing, although it could have been fantastic. We met a guy through a swinger website during a trip to Hilton Head SC. His name was Sammy, and he was a powerfully built, well hung ex jock (6-4, 230). We met at a bar/grille and they hit it off immediately. I was sitting across from him and couldn't help but notice his strong physique, and the fact he already had a very impressive bulge as they chatted. We invited him back to our condo and I was beyond excited at the prospect of becoming a cuckold. The only problem was he had difficulty maintaining an erection. For a while, things were really getting hot as C was thoroughly enjoying his big cock while he was hard. He kept losing his erection despite her trying everything to keep him hard, including giving him head, telling him how big his dick was, etc. He was frustrated as well, saying he'd been rock hard all during our bar conversations (which I knew). After he left, C said "it's too bad he couldn't keep it up because he had a really nice body and a big dick." Fortunately, the next guy we met had no such issues and C had a great experience which put us on the path to a long term hotwife/cuckold marriage.
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musclesat60
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
The start was her going out with girlfriends for a b'day night. Her friends were single.
I nudged her to dress really sexy.
She came home exhilerated an horny . Nothing happened but it was a rush for both of us.
Her first successful HW night - after one total dud.
I set her up with a salesman visiting for a convention. He was a top guy, and the one giving the lectures so I was sure he would be able to CLOSE the deal.
And he did.
She dressed in leather pants and a sexy top.
He fucked her silly for hours.
She came home a mess. Drunk. Smelling like his cologne. Swollen cum filled pussy.
She was on cloud nine with how it went and its been a wild ride ever since.
Having your wife sleep next to you, with another mans cum leaking out of her, smelling like him (plus sweat and sex) - is a rush you never forget.
I nudged her to dress really sexy.
She came home exhilerated an horny . Nothing happened but it was a rush for both of us.
Her first successful HW night - after one total dud.
I set her up with a salesman visiting for a convention. He was a top guy, and the one giving the lectures so I was sure he would be able to CLOSE the deal.
And he did.
She dressed in leather pants and a sexy top.
He fucked her silly for hours.
She came home a mess. Drunk. Smelling like his cologne. Swollen cum filled pussy.
She was on cloud nine with how it went and its been a wild ride ever since.
Having your wife sleep next to you, with another mans cum leaking out of her, smelling like him (plus sweat and sex) - is a rush you never forget.
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BisexualJamie
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
Whether my first hotwife/cuckold experience could be described as such is a matter of opinion. Story in my signature.
My story as a kinda-cuck: viewtopic.php?f=8&t=75684
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Sharemywife1968
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Re: What was your first Hotwife experience?
our 1st experience was at a club, this man followed my wife around,finally chatting,we all went to a room ,I watched as they started to play,,when he pulled his boxers down we both kinda gasped as he had a huge cock,my wife marital cherry was gonna be taken by a huge cock, a dream come true,, went he got to the point to put his cock in her,,she didn't even waiver and took him bare,proving what I had previously thought,she was a big bare cock slut,that was the start of her path,,she then had over 130 cocks in 20yrs of hw play majority bare and hung youngest being 23 when she was 47 and oldest being 66 when she was 49,