Des. I'm dying to know how you are going to ask this guy to duck your wife?
You said it wouldn't be entirely true.. you going to say you have ED?
As good as you are with words, this has got to be good.
My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
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Continued, Thursday afternoon:
I left the office early today to complete a project at home.
Last night, my wife lost her bet in which I predicted her most recent friend would be fucking her within a month. She was home at five-thirty with my prize, a gift-wrapped package of a shirt and blue-and-white striped tie picked out by a salesman at a men’s store near her work place. She grinned and said to me as she walked through the front door, “I don’t know how it will work out but I gave in. So I consider you as the winner this time.”
It worked out even better than I had thought. Most of last night, I was stroking in the guest bedroom while my wife was being fucked in our marital bed. That illustrates the difference between her thrills and mine, but I enjoyed their experience in my own way.
Last night, she had invited the man she recently befriended to come to our home, allegedly to meet me, and the three of us went out to dinner. Because she's married, he was hesitant to go too far. She sensed that both had become sexually attracted and requested I devise some way to encourage their relationship to become something deeper.
I greeted him with a hand-shake and mutual grins at the door. He was attired in a leather car coat, long-sleeve plaid shirt, tan slacks, and white athletic shoes. He’s 42, with brown eyes and brown hair, and at 5’11” is the same as my wife’s height. But she hadn’t mentioned to me another seemingly apparent feature. I was told this morning in the shower she hadn’t noticed it. Although eight years older and about an inch taller, he looks somewhat like me.
The restaurant my wife suggested is a mile and a half from our home. It’s something of a landmark that has been in business since long before we moved here. Except for weekends, the establishment caters to a rather small number of customers. I drove the three of us and requested a dimly-lit corner booth away from the few other diners scattered about the room. He and my wife sat across from me. During dinner, the conversation was mostly getting to know the other. As we awaited the check, I realized his and my wife’s hands were each below the table. I realized they were almost certainly holding hands below the table level. It was time to tell him.
I leaned my elbows onto the table said, “I’m glad my wife invited you to join us. She told me the two of you have become good friends. I can understand why. Your personalities are compatible and I like that.”
The turn in conversation caused him a questioning look with raised eyebrows. I said, “She probably hasn’t told you I encouraged her to get to know you better.” He asked my reason. I responded, “I had asked her if she sensed a sexual attraction between the two of you. She was hesitant to confess but ultimately admitted her feelings for you and she believes you feel the same. I told her I’m pleased at that.” My wife blushed and the two looked quizzically at the other. I didn’t want him to suspect that, in truth, she had asked me to tell him they had my approval to become fuck buddies.
The waitress arrived with the check, thanked us for visiting the restaurant, and walked away. Each swiveled their heads toward me, awaiting whatever I would say next. I said only that, “We can talk more about it when we get back home.” As we walked to my car in the unlit parking lot, he and my wife sauntered a few feet behind me and talking in low tones I couldn’t make out.
At home, they sat together on our couch. I served cola and lime juice, heavily infused with rum. I had a cola without the rum but that’s common for me. I have nothing against alcoholic drinks but just never developed a taste for it. I dimmed the couch-side lamp and plopped into the recliner chair across from them.
I touched my cheek in feigned anxiety. My words as best as I recall were, “I admittedly have some marital ‘limitations.’ I’ve mentioned to my wife on occasions that she clearly needs more sex than just one man is capable of. She won’t admit it, but I suspect that’s a reason she’s attracted to you. I know her capacities are greater than mine.” He leaned forward in rapt attention but gave no expression that revealed his thoughts. My wife blushed and glanced aside to him.
I told him I would approve if he and she wish to take their relationship to a deeper level. I added that my wife and I understand marriage is much more than just sex, but I realize she has physical needs beyond our marital bond. I looked to my wife, then to him, and said, “You can call this ‘encouragement’ if you like. You both have my eager approval if you like, if you want a more intimate friendship.”
Each breathed deeply in silence for perhaps a half minute. He turned his head aside and said to my wife, “What do you think about that?” She hesitantly said, “It’s appealing.” He enthusiastically agreed with a nod and said, “I think so too.”
He went on to tell us about his current relationship with the woman living with him. He described her only as 26 and ‘very attractive.’ She told him when she moved in she wasn’t interested in marriage or even a serious relationship. She works as a fill-in airline attendant and travels a lot as needed. They have an agreement that either can date whoever they want when she’s away. She admits to dating a couple of airline employees and, once in a while, other men she meets while away. The positions of the two employees wasn’t clear to my wife and me, but it seemed his remarks pointed to a male attendant and either a pilot or management executive. I didn’t ask for clarity and didn’t care. I repeated they have by full approval but added that our marriage is very important to us. He said, “I understand. I wouldn’t mess up any relationship.”
Turning to my wife, he said, “I want to be your friend, no matter what. But I would like to know you want that as much as I do.” The excitation in her eyes and trembling, lower lip betrayed her eagerness. She nodded affirmatively. No further words were necessary, but I said, “Maybe I also should have said that I want that very much as well. Think of it as a favor to me.”
He leaned to kiss her fully on the lips. Her arms encircled his neck. I said, “I’m going out to pick up some snacks. You two can talk it over.” They remained in a silent embrace and neither responded. I grabbed my keys from the couch-side table and utility jacket from the closet alongside the front door and walked out.
I intentionally stayed away a bit longer than necessary and returned with two plastic bags from the supermarket. He and my wife were no longer in our living room. I heard moaning from our bedroom down the hallway. Removing my shoes, I padded to the bedroom and listened with my ear pressed against the closed door. My wife was crying out, “Yes, Yes!” as he fucked her. I went to our computer room to watch their images on the bedroom’s surveillance cams but then realized I had failed to turn on our cameras. I stripped down, laid my clothes across the computer chair and jerked off outside the bedroom door. He groaned he was about to cum and I scurried to the hall bath where I spurted into a fold of bath tissue.
With little else to do, I sat naked in our living room recliner stroking my dick. I wondered what was going through the guy’s mind. I didn’t know if he assumed I’m impotent, gay or just have trouble getting it up at times. Because he’s divorced, perhaps he recalls how marital sex can become less exciting after a time. But I didn’t ask any of that when they walked naked out of our bedroom some 45 minutes later. His cock was still powerfully firm. His pale staff curved slightly upward tipped by a broad, blood-engorged dickhead. I felt a twinge of envy about his ability to retain stiffness after his fucking my wife. I shuddered at the prominence of his manly stalk and forced my eyes away. I’m sure my wife noticed my moment of fascination.
They again sat together on the couch and I served drinks and snacks. My wife thanked me for my “generosity” and understanding, and he insisted he could empathize with my desire. My wife said he and she plan to get together at occasional times his live-in girlfriend is traveling and preferably whenever I’m also out of town. She told me he would be staying overnight in our master bed and added, “You can sleep in the guest room.” I said I’d be happy to do that and was pleased it worked out for both of them.
I had returned to the kitchen for more drinks and when I walked back into the living room, my wife was standing with her elbows resting on the bar and her legs parted as he was guiding his cock into her cunt from behind. I set the drinks on the coffee table and watched. She cried and sobbed in joy as he fucked her. Admiring his stamina, I leaned my back against the wall and stroked my deflated cock until it had risen to full attention.
He apparently didn’t ejaculate but when he withdrew, she led him by the hand down the hallway and said to me, “We’ll see you for breakfast in the morning.” I said, “Well, okay then. I need to wind my watch anyway.” Without looking back at me they laughed at that and he led her back to our bedroom. I went to the guest room bed where I lay in bed and jerked off while listening excitedly to their moans and groans through the closed door across the hall.
My wife had told me she preferred to wash dishes and do the laundry with me rather than my doing it alone for a month had I lost our bet. I would have done it anyway just to have her enjoying the pleasure she was receiving last night. I wished I had thought to turn on the bedroom surveillance cams in the interim they were in the living room but my thoughts were on them at the time. All I really wanted at that moment was a new cock inside my wife.
I’m unsure how many times he fucked her but I was awakened three times by sounds of lust and passion. I was impressed by his endurance. I would love to be able to fuck repeatedly like that but have my limitations. The second time I was awakened, my wife was bawling, “Oh fuck yes! It’s so good! I love it.” I think he said, “I love it too,” but his words weren’t as clear to me as hers. Their lusty romp lasted at least another fifteen minutes before I heard him grunt he was about to ejaculate. She cried out, “Oh yes! Cum inside me,” followed by prolonged shrieks that I think announced her hot climax.
When she and I showered together this morning, she told me his dick was still bulging in his slacks when he left this morning before I awakened. I asked if she got enough sleep to get through the work day. She laughed and said, “I’ll be okay. Fucking is better than sleeping.” She thinks she slept off and on about four hours throughout the night and has been fine with even less in the past. I wish I could do that.
While dressing for work, she said, “Thanks for giving us the space alone last night. It was all super. I’ll fill in the details tonight in bed.” She mentioned he told her he hopes I don’t change my mind about their arrangement and she said to him she’s sure I won’t. I suspect there was more to that conversation and wish I could have overheard it. As she walked out the door, I said to her back I was happy to comply.
At work this morning, the thought of his hot cock in my wife interfered with my writing, so I left early to go home. She typically arrives home around 4:30 unless work details hold her up for a while. I’ll be fucking her tonight and I’m sure she will be telling me in great detail how good it was for her at that time.
I often think this is as good as married life can get. When mentioning that to my wife in the past, she has said she agrees and has said she hopes I never change in that way.
~ Des
I left the office early today to complete a project at home.
Last night, my wife lost her bet in which I predicted her most recent friend would be fucking her within a month. She was home at five-thirty with my prize, a gift-wrapped package of a shirt and blue-and-white striped tie picked out by a salesman at a men’s store near her work place. She grinned and said to me as she walked through the front door, “I don’t know how it will work out but I gave in. So I consider you as the winner this time.”
It worked out even better than I had thought. Most of last night, I was stroking in the guest bedroom while my wife was being fucked in our marital bed. That illustrates the difference between her thrills and mine, but I enjoyed their experience in my own way.
Last night, she had invited the man she recently befriended to come to our home, allegedly to meet me, and the three of us went out to dinner. Because she's married, he was hesitant to go too far. She sensed that both had become sexually attracted and requested I devise some way to encourage their relationship to become something deeper.
I greeted him with a hand-shake and mutual grins at the door. He was attired in a leather car coat, long-sleeve plaid shirt, tan slacks, and white athletic shoes. He’s 42, with brown eyes and brown hair, and at 5’11” is the same as my wife’s height. But she hadn’t mentioned to me another seemingly apparent feature. I was told this morning in the shower she hadn’t noticed it. Although eight years older and about an inch taller, he looks somewhat like me.
The restaurant my wife suggested is a mile and a half from our home. It’s something of a landmark that has been in business since long before we moved here. Except for weekends, the establishment caters to a rather small number of customers. I drove the three of us and requested a dimly-lit corner booth away from the few other diners scattered about the room. He and my wife sat across from me. During dinner, the conversation was mostly getting to know the other. As we awaited the check, I realized his and my wife’s hands were each below the table. I realized they were almost certainly holding hands below the table level. It was time to tell him.
I leaned my elbows onto the table said, “I’m glad my wife invited you to join us. She told me the two of you have become good friends. I can understand why. Your personalities are compatible and I like that.”
The turn in conversation caused him a questioning look with raised eyebrows. I said, “She probably hasn’t told you I encouraged her to get to know you better.” He asked my reason. I responded, “I had asked her if she sensed a sexual attraction between the two of you. She was hesitant to confess but ultimately admitted her feelings for you and she believes you feel the same. I told her I’m pleased at that.” My wife blushed and the two looked quizzically at the other. I didn’t want him to suspect that, in truth, she had asked me to tell him they had my approval to become fuck buddies.
The waitress arrived with the check, thanked us for visiting the restaurant, and walked away. Each swiveled their heads toward me, awaiting whatever I would say next. I said only that, “We can talk more about it when we get back home.” As we walked to my car in the unlit parking lot, he and my wife sauntered a few feet behind me and talking in low tones I couldn’t make out.
At home, they sat together on our couch. I served cola and lime juice, heavily infused with rum. I had a cola without the rum but that’s common for me. I have nothing against alcoholic drinks but just never developed a taste for it. I dimmed the couch-side lamp and plopped into the recliner chair across from them.
I touched my cheek in feigned anxiety. My words as best as I recall were, “I admittedly have some marital ‘limitations.’ I’ve mentioned to my wife on occasions that she clearly needs more sex than just one man is capable of. She won’t admit it, but I suspect that’s a reason she’s attracted to you. I know her capacities are greater than mine.” He leaned forward in rapt attention but gave no expression that revealed his thoughts. My wife blushed and glanced aside to him.
I told him I would approve if he and she wish to take their relationship to a deeper level. I added that my wife and I understand marriage is much more than just sex, but I realize she has physical needs beyond our marital bond. I looked to my wife, then to him, and said, “You can call this ‘encouragement’ if you like. You both have my eager approval if you like, if you want a more intimate friendship.”
Each breathed deeply in silence for perhaps a half minute. He turned his head aside and said to my wife, “What do you think about that?” She hesitantly said, “It’s appealing.” He enthusiastically agreed with a nod and said, “I think so too.”
He went on to tell us about his current relationship with the woman living with him. He described her only as 26 and ‘very attractive.’ She told him when she moved in she wasn’t interested in marriage or even a serious relationship. She works as a fill-in airline attendant and travels a lot as needed. They have an agreement that either can date whoever they want when she’s away. She admits to dating a couple of airline employees and, once in a while, other men she meets while away. The positions of the two employees wasn’t clear to my wife and me, but it seemed his remarks pointed to a male attendant and either a pilot or management executive. I didn’t ask for clarity and didn’t care. I repeated they have by full approval but added that our marriage is very important to us. He said, “I understand. I wouldn’t mess up any relationship.”
Turning to my wife, he said, “I want to be your friend, no matter what. But I would like to know you want that as much as I do.” The excitation in her eyes and trembling, lower lip betrayed her eagerness. She nodded affirmatively. No further words were necessary, but I said, “Maybe I also should have said that I want that very much as well. Think of it as a favor to me.”
He leaned to kiss her fully on the lips. Her arms encircled his neck. I said, “I’m going out to pick up some snacks. You two can talk it over.” They remained in a silent embrace and neither responded. I grabbed my keys from the couch-side table and utility jacket from the closet alongside the front door and walked out.
I intentionally stayed away a bit longer than necessary and returned with two plastic bags from the supermarket. He and my wife were no longer in our living room. I heard moaning from our bedroom down the hallway. Removing my shoes, I padded to the bedroom and listened with my ear pressed against the closed door. My wife was crying out, “Yes, Yes!” as he fucked her. I went to our computer room to watch their images on the bedroom’s surveillance cams but then realized I had failed to turn on our cameras. I stripped down, laid my clothes across the computer chair and jerked off outside the bedroom door. He groaned he was about to cum and I scurried to the hall bath where I spurted into a fold of bath tissue.
With little else to do, I sat naked in our living room recliner stroking my dick. I wondered what was going through the guy’s mind. I didn’t know if he assumed I’m impotent, gay or just have trouble getting it up at times. Because he’s divorced, perhaps he recalls how marital sex can become less exciting after a time. But I didn’t ask any of that when they walked naked out of our bedroom some 45 minutes later. His cock was still powerfully firm. His pale staff curved slightly upward tipped by a broad, blood-engorged dickhead. I felt a twinge of envy about his ability to retain stiffness after his fucking my wife. I shuddered at the prominence of his manly stalk and forced my eyes away. I’m sure my wife noticed my moment of fascination.
They again sat together on the couch and I served drinks and snacks. My wife thanked me for my “generosity” and understanding, and he insisted he could empathize with my desire. My wife said he and she plan to get together at occasional times his live-in girlfriend is traveling and preferably whenever I’m also out of town. She told me he would be staying overnight in our master bed and added, “You can sleep in the guest room.” I said I’d be happy to do that and was pleased it worked out for both of them.
I had returned to the kitchen for more drinks and when I walked back into the living room, my wife was standing with her elbows resting on the bar and her legs parted as he was guiding his cock into her cunt from behind. I set the drinks on the coffee table and watched. She cried and sobbed in joy as he fucked her. Admiring his stamina, I leaned my back against the wall and stroked my deflated cock until it had risen to full attention.
He apparently didn’t ejaculate but when he withdrew, she led him by the hand down the hallway and said to me, “We’ll see you for breakfast in the morning.” I said, “Well, okay then. I need to wind my watch anyway.” Without looking back at me they laughed at that and he led her back to our bedroom. I went to the guest room bed where I lay in bed and jerked off while listening excitedly to their moans and groans through the closed door across the hall.
My wife had told me she preferred to wash dishes and do the laundry with me rather than my doing it alone for a month had I lost our bet. I would have done it anyway just to have her enjoying the pleasure she was receiving last night. I wished I had thought to turn on the bedroom surveillance cams in the interim they were in the living room but my thoughts were on them at the time. All I really wanted at that moment was a new cock inside my wife.
I’m unsure how many times he fucked her but I was awakened three times by sounds of lust and passion. I was impressed by his endurance. I would love to be able to fuck repeatedly like that but have my limitations. The second time I was awakened, my wife was bawling, “Oh fuck yes! It’s so good! I love it.” I think he said, “I love it too,” but his words weren’t as clear to me as hers. Their lusty romp lasted at least another fifteen minutes before I heard him grunt he was about to ejaculate. She cried out, “Oh yes! Cum inside me,” followed by prolonged shrieks that I think announced her hot climax.
When she and I showered together this morning, she told me his dick was still bulging in his slacks when he left this morning before I awakened. I asked if she got enough sleep to get through the work day. She laughed and said, “I’ll be okay. Fucking is better than sleeping.” She thinks she slept off and on about four hours throughout the night and has been fine with even less in the past. I wish I could do that.
While dressing for work, she said, “Thanks for giving us the space alone last night. It was all super. I’ll fill in the details tonight in bed.” She mentioned he told her he hopes I don’t change my mind about their arrangement and she said to him she’s sure I won’t. I suspect there was more to that conversation and wish I could have overheard it. As she walked out the door, I said to her back I was happy to comply.
At work this morning, the thought of his hot cock in my wife interfered with my writing, so I left early to go home. She typically arrives home around 4:30 unless work details hold her up for a while. I’ll be fucking her tonight and I’m sure she will be telling me in great detail how good it was for her at that time.
I often think this is as good as married life can get. When mentioning that to my wife in the past, she has said she agrees and has said she hopes I never change in that way.
~ Des
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rascalnvixen
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Des,
What an awesome update!! I envy your being able to listen in on their excitement from the next room!! I'm sure you drained yourself as much as she did him during the night. I'm glad that you enjoy your life with her and that you share it with us here!!! Very hot life you live!!!
Rascal
What an awesome update!! I envy your being able to listen in on their excitement from the next room!! I'm sure you drained yourself as much as she did him during the night. I'm glad that you enjoy your life with her and that you share it with us here!!! Very hot life you live!!!
Rascal
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Des, This is so fucking hot!! I'm really jazzed by your increased involvement in the scenario. I think that if you want to pull a real cuckold move, you should assume the dishes and laundry duty for the next month IN THANKS for her fucking him for you. That would be perfect! Congratulations, as always!
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Des, you have a real way with words. When I read the part about the car coat he was wearing, I had a mental image if him in a leather calf length coat, jaunty cap and goggles, just getting out of his flivver! It's a bit weird inside my mind, I admit. Anyway, thanks for this latest installment of "It's a wonderful life!" 
Sutter
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"Gratitude is riches and complaint is poverty and the worst I ever had was wonderful"Bro. Dave Gardner
Dum Vivimus, Vivamus!
"Gratitude is riches and complaint is poverty and the worst I ever had was wonderful"Bro. Dave Gardner
Dum Vivimus, Vivamus!
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Wonderful retelling of a wonderful night - thanks for sharing and thanks for sharing.
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Awesome Update Des...
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Dude, HAPPY WIFE HAPPY LIFE!!!!✔ You two are enjoying this lifestyle as it was mean't to be enjoyed.
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Thanks to all responding above. I need to know someone noticed.subtoall wrote: ↑Fri Oct 18, 2019 6:44 pmDes, This is so fucking hot!! I'm really jazzed by your increased involvement in the scenario. I think that if you want to pull a real cuckold move, you should assume the dishes and laundry duty for the next month IN THANKS for her fucking him for you. That would be perfect! Congratulations, as always!
About those household chores Suboall suggested as a “thank you” ~ I’ll be doing the dishes and laundry next week anyway on the days my wife will be out of town with her boss for a conference. I had planned to be traveling at the same time but my schedule has changed, so I'll be home - and thinking about them happily fucking.
Continued (again):
Early this morning before she was about to leave to meet her three retired buddies for golf, the phone rang. Her newest guy talked a few minutes with her. She held the phone aside and said to me, “He said to thank you for Wednesday night.” I laughed and told her to tell him I should be thanking him instead. She did that, giggled at his response and turned back to me, saying, “He’s glad to ‘help’ whenever he can.”
A moment later, she said to him, “I’d like that but I try to keep my weekends free for my husband.” I inquired what he wanted. She told him to wait a moment, turned to me and said, “He’s asking if you minded if I came over to his home for a few hours this afternoon.”
I could understand that. That’s a different situation than with ongoing fuck buddies. It’s a new relationship and both are aroused about it. I told her if she wished, I didn’t object and actually wanted her to see him again. She took a deep breath in consideration and said to him, “My very eager husband says he would like that. What time?”
They agreed to meet at a shopping center parking lot about halfway between our home and his. They would have lunch and he would then drive her to his place from there. She drove from the golf course to the shopping center to meet him and was wearing a blue jacket over her white polo shirt and short white skirt. She said she intended to change her golf shoes to white running shoes before heading over to meet him at the mall.
I was washing my hands at the hallway’s bath sink when she phoned my cell phone to tell me they were at his place. I told her she and I could go out on a date tonight but I’m not yet sure where that will be. But maybe we won’t do that; on occasions, she has been too tired to go out after sex.
She said she anticipates being home around five but would call if it was a bit later. My hand was shaking as I unzipped my jeans. I knew my response sounded like a moron the moment after telling her, “I’m so turned on. I want him to fuck you so good.”
She laughed and said, “You’re so predictable.” She whispered sensuously that she got so excited on the way to his place and she wants his “big, hard seven inches so bad.” I realized she said that for my imaginative benefit but my mind immediately turned to mush. She said, “So I guess I’ve done my wifely duty by phoning you. He’s waiting for me in the bedroom.” She clicked out her phone without a “goodbye,” and I was jerking off madly before she signed off. Within two minutes, I was cumming hard, spurting into the bath sink and crying out to the mirror as if I could see it all, “I love your dick in her hot cunt. Thank you for fucking my wife.”
At times, my reactions to her encounters are just as pathetic as that.They’re almost certainly fucking now. The next couple of weeks will be something of a busy time for her. She and her boss will be out of town for a conference two nights next week. For appearances, they’ll be staying at separate hotels but will be hotly fucking in one of their suites each night. She told me in bed Thursday night her college student buddies Beau and Jack will be at our home one night soon after that but they haven’t yet set up which days that will be. Each has been visiting and fucking her separately lately, but she asked both over this time since they each had obligations keeping them away for more than a week. Because they have become comfortable with me around when having sex with my wife, she told me that if it’s okay with them it might be fun for me to join their threesome. She hasn’t yet asked either about that, but at least I think I’ll be able to watch a part of that night if not participate.
And I wouldn’t be surprised if she somehow works in her new guy again. At least, I’m hoping they’re soon to be together again. I love her reactions to new relationships.
~ Des
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
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rascalnvixen
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Des,
Your wife must have the most amazing pussy!!!!! She keeps it busy ALL THE TIME!!!! It doesn't sound like she usually goes more than two days without some other guy's dick in her pussy and when that isn't happening, she's got you filling her up!! I truly would love to see that awesome woman fucking in wild abandon!!! Maybe some time we could set up a couple of chairs next to your bed and watch as her college guys work her over. Now THAT'S exciting!!! Thanks again for your great updates!
Rascal
Your wife must have the most amazing pussy!!!!! She keeps it busy ALL THE TIME!!!! It doesn't sound like she usually goes more than two days without some other guy's dick in her pussy and when that isn't happening, she's got you filling her up!! I truly would love to see that awesome woman fucking in wild abandon!!! Maybe some time we could set up a couple of chairs next to your bed and watch as her college guys work her over. Now THAT'S exciting!!! Thanks again for your great updates!
Rascal
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I looked again at what I wrote and deleted it. I was too gushy - so sorry about that. But I wanted to tell you many of us here appreciate you letting us peek into your lives. I always look forward to reading your wife's latest adventure. I have said before I save them all and jack off to every one. I am sure I am not the only one.
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I’ll try. Another PM in my notification box wanted an even more comprehensive explanation, so thank you for that. When I first became a member here, I hadn’t thought anyone would care about our day-to-day lives, but others here and several in private messages have asked similar questions. Anyone following our history here has come across questions asking what a typical day and night in our shared marriage is like and expressing curiosity about our personal relationship. I have never known how to adequately answer that in a few paragraphs. There’s no good emblematic example because it’s always different. Unless anyone cared about, say, how often we go to the dry cleaners, I suppose last night can serve as a somewhat ordinary happening. I’m sure our lives are nothing like those of almost every other married couple we know.MaxCargo wrote: ↑Fri Jun 07, 2019 2:50 pmCan I ask, outside of your work, how much of your leisure time do you and your wife actually spend together in a week? Because you could get the Impression that your wife is away on most occasions in her free time. Not not to forget about your "romantic time" you share with eachother, you hardly ever mention such times between you and your wife?
A continuation from Saturday (above):
My wife rolled into the driveway from her date with her newest guy a bit after five yesterday afternoon. We went out to a play in the park at the City Center, where we ate turkey hot dogs with colas as we watched and were home at nine. We were in bed within minutes and I asked her to tell me about her afternoon date as we fucked. I get harder and cum far better when listening to her stories.
She really likes the guy and I’m thrilled she so enjoys her time with him. She said they each like oral sex as a preliminary to fucking and he goes down on her longer than most guys she has been with. She enjoys sucking dicks, but she told me his is somehow “special” in her mouth but can’t adequately explain why. He has interests similar to some of hers, is interesting to talk with and fun to be around. He can stay hard for long periods of time and, even when deflated, can again get fully erect rather quickly. I opined that he may use ED pills for that. She said, “Maybe, but I’m not about to ask. It’s good with him either way.”
She crawled to my side and took my dick in her hand. Stroking slowly, she said, “I noticed your staring hard at his cock when we walked into the living room Wednesday night. Did it excite you?” I thought at the time she had noticed and I confessed, “Yeah. It was stiff and ready. I imagined it fucking your hot pussy. You were noisy.” She laughed and said, “I thought for a minute you wanted to suck it. I enjoyed your expression.” I confessed doing it has crossed my mind at times with other guys she has been with. Being in frequent and close proximity to stiff stalks can do that to a guy. But I couldn’t really bring myself to go that far. Maybe it’s a self-image thing but that isn't really some hidden desire of mine.
She lowered her head and took my dick in her mouth, bobbing her head while I groaned in pleasure. I couldn’t cum again but she finally withdrew and stroked it until I couldn’t take it anymore. She sat up, crossed her legs, and looked down at me, saying, “If I haven’t said it lately, I’ll say it again. I love our marriage.” I said, “Me too,” and she leaned over to kiss me deeply.
She lay on her side, closed her eyes and fell asleep. I looked at our bedside clock. It was 10:33, close to a half hour past our usual sleep-time. Somehow, though, she can get by with far less than our typical eight hours when she is fucking other guys. She knows me well, but our understanding of the other isn’t a two-way street. Considering all the years we have been married, I should understand her better than I do but much about her psyche remains a mystery to me. I'm unsure why that's an appealing feature to me, but I like it that way.
But before falling asleep and thinking about that most recent PM, it occurred to me. This is a pretty common day for us. Maybe this will answer a few of those questions after all.
~ Des
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I always appreciate it when you take the time to include more of the mundane, day to day happenings between the two of you. Yes, reading about the sexy fun times is always exciting, but I view that as a sugar like substance, where the mundane is the meat and potatoes. I found my way to this site for the sugar and quickly found my sugar limit. So thank you for sharing your meat and potatoes. It's that plain jane substance that helps me balance my sugar intake, if that makes sense. Can anyone tell that I haven't eaten yet today?
With your admission that the thought of going down on one of her lover's has crossed your mind before, is there one guy in particular that stands out more than the other's?
With your admission that the thought of going down on one of her lover's has crossed your mind before, is there one guy in particular that stands out more than the other's?
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It's happened twice that I recall with her short-term partners but I wouldn't do it, and it was about the same situation each time. Neither time is in our recent past. The more memorable was a guy who lived in our area for about eight months and had gone to school with my wife in his and my wife's home town. They knew each other but hadn't dated when in school. At that time, both received emails and phone calls from a few former students who were organizing a high school reunion and asked if he and she could work on contacting other out-of-area former students to encourage them to attend that year's reunion. It stared out as a mutual project between them but they ended up having sex off and on, mostly at our home when I was traveling on work projects. One night they agreed to get together at our place when I was home and that was one of the few times I was encouraged to be the third guy. Some time during that night he stayed over he had been fucking my wife while I watched sitting up with my back to the bed's headboard.
The three of us were talking a while in bed. He knelt alongside me on the mattress with his dick brushing my cheek as if awaiting for me to take his member in my mouth. I glanced aside at his cock and my wife lay alongside us and rested her cheek on a hand watching what I would do. Maybe a half minute passed with his stalk brushing against my cheek and I said something like, "Thanks for the offer, but that just isn't me. I can't do that." My wife grinned at the sight and said, "Oh well, it was worth a try." She admitted later the two of them had conspired to try that on me. It didn't damage the friendship and he didn't ask again, although we had (I think) four subsequent threesomes before he moved back to his and my wife's hometown. He told my wife he wasn't bi but went along with her idea to find out whether I would do it. I wrote something rather brief here about her relationship with him but saw no need to include that part of our experience. The other time a similar situation came about was pretty much the same story about four years ago.
I'm not a bi-guy but can understand why many cuck and hotwife husbands here are drawn into it. I've admired a few of her more gifted partners but have had no desire for intimate relations with any.
~ Des
The three of us were talking a while in bed. He knelt alongside me on the mattress with his dick brushing my cheek as if awaiting for me to take his member in my mouth. I glanced aside at his cock and my wife lay alongside us and rested her cheek on a hand watching what I would do. Maybe a half minute passed with his stalk brushing against my cheek and I said something like, "Thanks for the offer, but that just isn't me. I can't do that." My wife grinned at the sight and said, "Oh well, it was worth a try." She admitted later the two of them had conspired to try that on me. It didn't damage the friendship and he didn't ask again, although we had (I think) four subsequent threesomes before he moved back to his and my wife's hometown. He told my wife he wasn't bi but went along with her idea to find out whether I would do it. I wrote something rather brief here about her relationship with him but saw no need to include that part of our experience. The other time a similar situation came about was pretty much the same story about four years ago.
I'm not a bi-guy but can understand why many cuck and hotwife husbands here are drawn into it. I've admired a few of her more gifted partners but have had no desire for intimate relations with any.
~ Des
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Des,
That was an interesting commentary. But let me ask about the other side of the question. Have any of your wife's lovers indicated they wanted to suck you? As far as you know, has she encouraged her lovers to do that? It seems she has asked you several times or tried to lead you to taking other men, so it seems that might be a fantasy for her to see two men do that. Do you think she has tried to ask her lovers to do that with you? Just curious about her thinking in this direction. Its obvious it is something she thinks she'd like to witness, even if she is only interested in seeing you do that. I wonder if Beau and Jack, her college boys have fulfilled that fantasy for her? I have a feeling she could lead them to do almost anything for her!!
Rascal
That was an interesting commentary. But let me ask about the other side of the question. Have any of your wife's lovers indicated they wanted to suck you? As far as you know, has she encouraged her lovers to do that? It seems she has asked you several times or tried to lead you to taking other men, so it seems that might be a fantasy for her to see two men do that. Do you think she has tried to ask her lovers to do that with you? Just curious about her thinking in this direction. Its obvious it is something she thinks she'd like to witness, even if she is only interested in seeing you do that. I wonder if Beau and Jack, her college boys have fulfilled that fantasy for her? I have a feeling she could lead them to do almost anything for her!!
Rascal
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Umm ... Wasn't sure I was going to answer that. It has been a long time since those other events came about, but she has asked her two young friends about that. They have more recently been coming to our home separately, but both will be at our home sometime soon to fuck my wife at her invitation. I told her that her fantasy about that makes me uncomfortable and she hasn't pressed it. I was suspicious that she invited me to join them for the first time when they come over, making the night a foursome. She doesn't yet have an answer from them and I haven't agreed to whatever might come about. But you're right about one thing. Either would do almost anything (legal) for her.rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Mon Oct 21, 2019 4:52 amDes,
That was an interesting commentary. But let me ask about the other side of the question. Have any of your wife's lovers indicated they wanted to suck you? As far as you know, has she encouraged her lovers to do that? It seems she has asked you several times or tried to lead you to taking other men, so it seems that might be a fantasy for her to see two men do that. Do you think she has tried to ask her lovers to do that with you? Just curious about her thinking in this direction. Its obvious it is something she thinks she'd like to witness, even if she is only interested in seeing you do that. I wonder if Beau and Jack, her college boys have fulfilled that fantasy for her? I have a feeling she could lead them to do almost anything for her!!
Rascal
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* * * I left for a coffee break at the diner near our office building. Our alternative married life can be a bit convoluted and the next two weeks are good examples of that. I suppose those who ask what our daily lives are like can consider this as yet another illustration.
My wife and her newest boyfriend had hoped to get together again next week, but his live-in girlfriend will be home for the next two weeks. She works as an airline attendant as needed and as a secretary for a temp agency in intervals between flights. I didn’t know jobs like hers existed, but she’s paid a salary by the airline that’s as good as most full-time jobs. Although she’s something of a part-time employee, I’m told the airline’s training for her job was lengthy and comprehensive. She and my wife’s friend agree neither will date others when she’s in town.
That sort of interruption in her plans rarely seems to matter. My wife will be busy and fucking on her personal time anyway.
The mother of her 20-year-old fuckbuddy Beau phoned long-distance from their home Sunday night. She reminded my wife she and her husband will be in our town this weekend to spend a couple of days with their son and his roommate attending the local community college. They plan to stay at a downtown hotel this Friday through Sunday night. She asked if we were free on their first night to visit with us. My wife invited them to stay at our place the first night and the woman accepted.
Beau’s mom said that would work out well and will see their son and his roommate Jack the following afternoon. She and her husband wish to meet with me again and “have some interesting things to tell” the two of us. My wife told her she would be at an out-of-area conference the middle of this week but is looking forward to having them at our place Friday. She added they could stay with us the entire weekend if they wished. They instead will check into the hotel in that it will work out better while visiting with their son and his friend Jack. I’m glad to finally have the opportunity to get to know them. I still can’t wrap my head around parents who approve of their son dating a married woman.
When she set the phone in the receiver, she looked at me a moment as if in thought, then picked it up again and dialed Beau. She invited him and Jack to our home for the following week's Friday night and both enthusiastically agreed. Before hanging up, she said, “You can both stay overnight if you want. I won’t plan on doing anything else Saturday morning, so you each can leave anytime you want.”
Beau said he would also like to come over alone any night that week. She said that sounded “nice” and they would settle on which night later. Because that will be a week night, their fuck date will probably be no more than two or three hours.
Her voice takes on a sexy tone when talking with either of them. I have wondered whether the guys are mutually jerking off like I do when on the phone with her. Maybe I’ll get around to asking one of them.
* * * And then, there’s this:
My wife took the day off to pack and get ready for an out-of-state conference she and her boss will be attending. They’re flying out at 7 a.m. tomorrow morning. They haven’t traveled together since her promotion, but the board of directors made the decision both should attend the meeting. From the outset of their sexual relationship, each has been careful their behaviors won’t generate suspicion with anyone at work or elsewhere. In that effort, they booked rooms at separate hotels but will be sleeping together at one of their suites the two nights they’re away.
I was scheduled to be away two of those three days as well but the project is indefinitely delayed, so I’ll be home during her absence. She promised to text me when feasible and phone each of the two nights she and her boss are fucking. They have traveled together twice before but it was understood that wasn’t likely to happen again after she was promoted. Her boss had intended she would fill in for him when he was away from the bank. Had the board not directed the two of them to attend this conference, she wouldn’t have gone.
The conference’s purpose has to do with whether the bank will expand up to three more branches and grow in other ways. The bank is sizable as it is, but a board majority has preferred in the past to keep it limited and local. The conference is intended for education on the pros and cons of changing directions as envisioned by the chairwoman. My wife and her boss are pleased with things the way they are but chose not to express a preference. Each said at the board’s last regular meeting they can adapt to either circumstance, dependent on whatever the board decides over the coming months.
As I was standing at the door this morning to leave for work, I told her I’m charged up over her trip. She joked, “Enjoy your hand tomorrow night. I’ll be fucking.” I laughed at that and said, “I want it to be really good for both of you.” She grinned and said, “He’ll be inside your wife tight and deep. I hope you won’t be walking around the office with an erection.”
I’m not. But I will be tonight as she and I talk about it in bed. I’m going to call her boss’ wife this afternoon. I would like her to go out with me Wednesday night to a new restaurant that opened two weeks ago in the nearest town south of us. Both of us enjoy talking about our spouses and I can’t think of better company to be with while my wife is away. Our spouses are comfortable with she and I having oral sex because neither considers that as “real sex.” But they insist neither could handle the idea of us fucking as they often do. That’s admittedly difficult to resist but we promised each we won’t go beyond that limitation when she and I go out together.
~ Des
My wife and her newest boyfriend had hoped to get together again next week, but his live-in girlfriend will be home for the next two weeks. She works as an airline attendant as needed and as a secretary for a temp agency in intervals between flights. I didn’t know jobs like hers existed, but she’s paid a salary by the airline that’s as good as most full-time jobs. Although she’s something of a part-time employee, I’m told the airline’s training for her job was lengthy and comprehensive. She and my wife’s friend agree neither will date others when she’s in town.
That sort of interruption in her plans rarely seems to matter. My wife will be busy and fucking on her personal time anyway.
The mother of her 20-year-old fuckbuddy Beau phoned long-distance from their home Sunday night. She reminded my wife she and her husband will be in our town this weekend to spend a couple of days with their son and his roommate attending the local community college. They plan to stay at a downtown hotel this Friday through Sunday night. She asked if we were free on their first night to visit with us. My wife invited them to stay at our place the first night and the woman accepted.
Beau’s mom said that would work out well and will see their son and his roommate Jack the following afternoon. She and her husband wish to meet with me again and “have some interesting things to tell” the two of us. My wife told her she would be at an out-of-area conference the middle of this week but is looking forward to having them at our place Friday. She added they could stay with us the entire weekend if they wished. They instead will check into the hotel in that it will work out better while visiting with their son and his friend Jack. I’m glad to finally have the opportunity to get to know them. I still can’t wrap my head around parents who approve of their son dating a married woman.
When she set the phone in the receiver, she looked at me a moment as if in thought, then picked it up again and dialed Beau. She invited him and Jack to our home for the following week's Friday night and both enthusiastically agreed. Before hanging up, she said, “You can both stay overnight if you want. I won’t plan on doing anything else Saturday morning, so you each can leave anytime you want.”
Beau said he would also like to come over alone any night that week. She said that sounded “nice” and they would settle on which night later. Because that will be a week night, their fuck date will probably be no more than two or three hours.
Her voice takes on a sexy tone when talking with either of them. I have wondered whether the guys are mutually jerking off like I do when on the phone with her. Maybe I’ll get around to asking one of them.
* * * And then, there’s this:
My wife took the day off to pack and get ready for an out-of-state conference she and her boss will be attending. They’re flying out at 7 a.m. tomorrow morning. They haven’t traveled together since her promotion, but the board of directors made the decision both should attend the meeting. From the outset of their sexual relationship, each has been careful their behaviors won’t generate suspicion with anyone at work or elsewhere. In that effort, they booked rooms at separate hotels but will be sleeping together at one of their suites the two nights they’re away.
I was scheduled to be away two of those three days as well but the project is indefinitely delayed, so I’ll be home during her absence. She promised to text me when feasible and phone each of the two nights she and her boss are fucking. They have traveled together twice before but it was understood that wasn’t likely to happen again after she was promoted. Her boss had intended she would fill in for him when he was away from the bank. Had the board not directed the two of them to attend this conference, she wouldn’t have gone.
The conference’s purpose has to do with whether the bank will expand up to three more branches and grow in other ways. The bank is sizable as it is, but a board majority has preferred in the past to keep it limited and local. The conference is intended for education on the pros and cons of changing directions as envisioned by the chairwoman. My wife and her boss are pleased with things the way they are but chose not to express a preference. Each said at the board’s last regular meeting they can adapt to either circumstance, dependent on whatever the board decides over the coming months.
As I was standing at the door this morning to leave for work, I told her I’m charged up over her trip. She joked, “Enjoy your hand tomorrow night. I’ll be fucking.” I laughed at that and said, “I want it to be really good for both of you.” She grinned and said, “He’ll be inside your wife tight and deep. I hope you won’t be walking around the office with an erection.”
I’m not. But I will be tonight as she and I talk about it in bed. I’m going to call her boss’ wife this afternoon. I would like her to go out with me Wednesday night to a new restaurant that opened two weeks ago in the nearest town south of us. Both of us enjoy talking about our spouses and I can’t think of better company to be with while my wife is away. Our spouses are comfortable with she and I having oral sex because neither considers that as “real sex.” But they insist neither could handle the idea of us fucking as they often do. That’s admittedly difficult to resist but we promised each we won’t go beyond that limitation when she and I go out together.
~ Des
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Never a boring day!!!
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Des,
Sounds like some interesting and possibly exciting times headed your way this Friday night!!! It will be very interesting to learn what they have to tell you both. I somehow get the sense that they have a similar marriage arrangement or it may just be that they are your usual, run of the mill swingers!!! I'm sure Beau's dad would like to get a little of what his son has been banging for a while now!!! If that happens, maybe your prohibition will be loosened again for Beau's mom!! I know, sometimes I get a little too kinky!!!! But I like it like that!!!!!!!
Wishing you well with her boss' wife and your wife with the boss as well!!! Soooo, much sex!!!!!
Rascal
Sounds like some interesting and possibly exciting times headed your way this Friday night!!! It will be very interesting to learn what they have to tell you both. I somehow get the sense that they have a similar marriage arrangement or it may just be that they are your usual, run of the mill swingers!!! I'm sure Beau's dad would like to get a little of what his son has been banging for a while now!!! If that happens, maybe your prohibition will be loosened again for Beau's mom!! I know, sometimes I get a little too kinky!!!! But I like it like that!!!!!!!
Wishing you well with her boss' wife and your wife with the boss as well!!! Soooo, much sex!!!!!
Rascal
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Des, after your semi absence of the last few week, you more than made up for it by these last few posts! I always look forward to hearing about the latest adventures of your wife and your great writing!
"Women and cats will do as they please,and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea"-Robert Heinlein
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Thank you for answering my question and sharing that tidbit. It is much appreciated.
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Thank s saying, Sutter. And to others as well. I'm happy to share.SutterKane wrote: ↑Mon Oct 21, 2019 3:05 pmDes, after your semi absence of the last few week, you more than made up for it by these last few posts! I always look forward to hearing about the latest adventures of your wife and your great writing!
When arriving home from work this afternoon, my wife was on the phone, wearing a green polo shirt but naked from the waist down, laying on our bed with a vibrator and talking to her community college buddies. She glanced up at me in the doorway and said, "My husband just came in. I'll call you when I get back in town." She set the phone back onto the receiver, pulled off her shirt and said to me, "Get naked. I'm hot." Her feet were planted on the floor as she laid on her back and I knelt to go down on her. She said she's been wired all day anticipating her boss fucking her at his hotel room tomorrow. She wailed as I fucked her and I was cumming in five minutes or less. I don't last long when her sexual howls are punctuated by her stories.
She stroked my deflated dick and said her two guys were masturbating with her when she was on the phone and thinks both were cumming before she hung up. Telling me that answered a question I've had for a while. I jerk off when talking to her by phone too. She has told me Beau and Jack have become so accustomed to having sex with her at their place that they're comfortable walking around their apartment naked in front of the other.
I checked into OHW and found yet another PM who said my previous posts didn't answer all his questions about what our daily lives are like so I went into it again. I guess I'll never get that right for some but I'm glad you get it. I wrote that I put up a new avatar which sort of explains how we see things, so there's that.
She's in the shower now and said she's going to bed early to get up at four-thirty tomorrow morning and drive to the airport for early check-in. I'm sure I won't be able to sleep for a while.
Thanks again for writing.
And, oh yeah, almost forgot to mention. Her boss' wife said she can go out with me Wednesday night to that restaurant while our spouses are out of town. Their nanny will take care of the kids and she and I can come back to our home for a couple of hours after dinner.
~ Des
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Continued (short and quick, but all I know at this time):
Just after six this afternoon, my wife phoned from her hotel room to give me a rather elaborate account of her day. The preliminary meeting she and her boss attended ended at three-thirty, and they went to her room where she gave him an hour’s massage and hand job. He recovered an hour or so later, sat her atop the room’s writing desk, parted her legs and fucked her a few minutes before leading her to bed. She straddled his hips and guided his thick dick into her pussy. Leaning above her big guy, she pressed her hands onto a pillow at each side of his head and fucked him while he nursed a breast. They stared wild-eyed at the other as she rode him hard. His volley of sperm rocketed into my wife’s channel only a moment after she shrieked in a prolonged climax.
At the time she phoned, her boss was shopping for something for his wife at the hotel’s gift store. I asked about their plans for the the evening. They’re having dinner nearby in the downtown area, then returning to her room and fuck to exhaustion. Most times their sexual encounters last no more than two or three hours. Her boss’ sizable pole will be plowing her cunt for these two successive nights. Her voice’s fevered enthusiasm stirred my imagination.
She asked if I was jerking off while she was talking, but I wasn’t. So she said that instead of texting me later tonight, she will phone after they have fucked again to give me “motivation.” She said with feigned sternness, “Your dick has better be in your hand the next time I call.” I responded, “Yes, ma’am, as you command.” She laughed and clicked off her cell.
But minutes later, I was turned on. As I imagined him fucking her cowgirl style, my tool swelled and bulged in my khakis. I momentarily felt envious of their electrifying encounters. His ample cock fits tightly into my wife’s cunt and they fuck so good together. I got naked. Laying back in our bed, I moaned and stroked wildly until cumming with a continual flood of goo onto a stack of tissues.
I hope I can get it up when she phones again tonight. My wife can drain my putz dry, even from 400 miles away.
~ Des
Just after six this afternoon, my wife phoned from her hotel room to give me a rather elaborate account of her day. The preliminary meeting she and her boss attended ended at three-thirty, and they went to her room where she gave him an hour’s massage and hand job. He recovered an hour or so later, sat her atop the room’s writing desk, parted her legs and fucked her a few minutes before leading her to bed. She straddled his hips and guided his thick dick into her pussy. Leaning above her big guy, she pressed her hands onto a pillow at each side of his head and fucked him while he nursed a breast. They stared wild-eyed at the other as she rode him hard. His volley of sperm rocketed into my wife’s channel only a moment after she shrieked in a prolonged climax.
At the time she phoned, her boss was shopping for something for his wife at the hotel’s gift store. I asked about their plans for the the evening. They’re having dinner nearby in the downtown area, then returning to her room and fuck to exhaustion. Most times their sexual encounters last no more than two or three hours. Her boss’ sizable pole will be plowing her cunt for these two successive nights. Her voice’s fevered enthusiasm stirred my imagination.
She asked if I was jerking off while she was talking, but I wasn’t. So she said that instead of texting me later tonight, she will phone after they have fucked again to give me “motivation.” She said with feigned sternness, “Your dick has better be in your hand the next time I call.” I responded, “Yes, ma’am, as you command.” She laughed and clicked off her cell.
But minutes later, I was turned on. As I imagined him fucking her cowgirl style, my tool swelled and bulged in my khakis. I momentarily felt envious of their electrifying encounters. His ample cock fits tightly into my wife’s cunt and they fuck so good together. I got naked. Laying back in our bed, I moaned and stroked wildly until cumming with a continual flood of goo onto a stack of tissues.
I hope I can get it up when she phones again tonight. My wife can drain my putz dry, even from 400 miles away.
~ Des
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Love reading your narrative about your hotwife's adventures. You two are living this lifestyle to the max. Kudos to both of you. Please don't ever stop updating us on her hotwife adventures.
You two are living this lifestyle to the max. Kudos to both of you. Please don't ever stop updating us on her hotwife adventures.
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Thanks for that, ABM. It's comments like that that keep me motivated to keep posting and updating as time allows. She's keeping me up to date by texts and phone while out of town and what I've been inputting the past couple of days are as much news to me as to anyone reading that. She phoned early this morning. It was a short call but I'll mention that here when I get home tonight.Mr ablondemilf wrote: ↑Wed Oct 23, 2019 5:46 amLove reading your narrative about your hotwife's adventures.
~ Des
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