My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
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samlowen
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My thoughts head towards something school related, maybe an award or acceptance into a program he's been eyeing? I'm assuming it must be something important enough to him that his parents decided to drive up for a congratulatory dinner.
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I assume we will find out tonight. My wife awakened me at an odd early time this morning with a phone call to my hotel, and I can't get back to sleep. Her mechanic buddy had just left.
She said Beau phoned her last night while she and our mechanic were fucking. The guys asked if they could come over to our home tonight and both want to stay through Saturday morning. She usually is thrilled to have either or both at our home but was initially reluctant this time. She felt having sex with them so soon after a hard night with another guy would be a bit much. Two successive phone calls, the first having been his mother, while she was having sex frustrated her a bit.
Beau told her both "really need" to be with her, so she relented and told them to come over some time between five-thirty and seven, which would give her time to wind down after getting home from work. The guy fucking her at the time opined that her having sex with two much younger guys was hot and fucked her hard as she told him about the relationship. When she phoned me, she apologized for taking up a part of another weekend and said I could join them if I wanted. I told her that was fine with me and I was curious about what revelation his mom had previously mentioned to her anyway.
I should be home by at least six tonight. Since you asked, I'll let you know. My wife's assumption about his parents driving up is that they just wanted to spend some time with their son. That makes sense, but I don't know that with any certainty.
I asked how her night was with her guy. She said, "Super, actually. It had been so long since we had sex, it was sort of like our first time again." I liked that.
Thanks for writing, Sam. Glad to know people actually read my stuff.
~ Des
Last edited by Des 31 on Fri Nov 22, 2019 3:07 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
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Read your stuff? Des you are one post I always look for updates. Your hotwife is magnificent, I’m in envy of your HW relationship and you write about feelings, emotions and enough physical situations that we all get a true picture of your story. We (I) don’t always comment but trust me we come on this sight multiple times a week and your updates is one of the main reasons.
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afagehi7
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Agree with hotcpl. Enjoy your writing
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I think they're pleased that it's an open relationship from her side and that she is allowed to have sex with others. I think beaus dad may want to spend some time with your wife! Just a hunch.
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It's fascinating as always to follow your thread. You're an immensely generous person. I hope your wife showers you with love. You say your wife apologized for taking up a part of another weekend, I assume with that you mean that she apologized that one of her lovers "occupies" her time on a weekend again, which are actually intended to be reserved only for the two of you? Can i asked how often did this happen in recent weekends? Has your wife never told to Beau and Jack that the weekends should be reserved only you? Didn't you mantioned, that your wife said that she wants to cut back on her activities with her lovers and want only spend time with you for a little while?
When it's said of your wife you could join them, does this mean you also have full intercourse with your wife (what would be the least thing what you wife should offer to you) or does this only mean you could watch them.
Excuse my many questions, I hope you can answer some of them.
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Lot of messages there! Thanks to all. Finished my day here, checked out without being charged for another day and am at the airport.Xalar11 wrote: ↑Fri Nov 22, 2019 7:57 amIt's fascinating as always to follow your thread. You're an immensely generous person. I hope your wife showers you with love. You say your wife apologized for taking up a part of another weekend, I assume with that you mean that she apologized that one of her lovers "occupies" her time on a weekend again, which are actually intended to be reserved only for the two of you? Can i asked how often did this happen in recent weekends? Has your wife never told to Beau and Jack that the weekends should be reserved only you? Didn't you mantioned, that your wife said that she wants to cut back on her activities with her lovers and want only spend time with you for a little while?
When it's said of your wife you could join them, does this mean you also have full intercourse with your wife (what would be the least thing what you wife should offer to you) or does this only mean you could watch them.
Excuse my many questions, I hope you can answer some of them.
In answer to the above questions in time I have here - I don't mind her Friday night sleepovers. Saturdays and Sundays are important, but most recently she has had guys over on weekends or goes to their places about once a month on average. That infrequency is agreeable to me and can't say I don't enjoy her stories of those. When I'm traveling, she is free to do as she wishes and I've actively encouraged that now and then.
You're right, she has talked about cutting back but hasn't yet started. Having been at this a while and because of the sheer number of men she has met, she gets a lot of requests. Her most regular guys would be enough to keep her "busy" but she has some other trustworthy friends as well. She has a tendency to feel guilty about turning most down (the nice guys she likes), so she does her best. She and I actually do spend a lot of time together, aside from my travel responsibilities. We have talked about her quitting and traveling with me, but she is essentially married to her job as well and I know that won't really happen. She has a dream position and I can't blame her.
And yes, I can join them this weekend. That has rarely happened in the past but I had agreed at the outset I wouldn't do anything she didn't want me to do. She has kept her side of that arrangement and I'm expected to keep mine. If I haven't made this clear in the past, I like it just the way it is as long as she isn't spending more time with others than with me.
She has certain non-sexual but wide-ranging weekend interests and gets to any one of those periodically on Saturday mornings. Next Saturday, she will be at the golf course with the bank's chairwoman. She said she plans to go to the gun range for an hour or two this Saturday and I think I'll go with her. I rarely do that myself but am impressed with her accuracy and skills. Some nights after work, I come home to find her cleaning any one of her weapons.
Time to board. Have to leave. Thanks a lot for writing (to everyone). And by the way, I don't think I ever wrote this here - I get harder and cum better when someone else is fucking her or whenever she gets around to telling me about it.
~ Des
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
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You have said in the past that some of your writing goes on too much, well that is one of the reasons I like your thread, the detail that you pack in is greatly enjoyed and although I have only heard her reply personally here and I feel privileged it was to me : another is the relationship between you and your wife, which is loving and respectful, even when she goes a little over the top in the number of her encounters, she acknowledges it often without prompting. can't be many couples that are so in tune with each other in this lifestyle. Oftentimes the more sex the lady gets the more she wants, and it is sensible for the marriage to reign it in now and again.
I am reading again with great pleasure your entry for Nov 16, 2019 which covers her boss, her insurance adjuster, who became upset at seeing her shoulder holster, per harps he felt she would blow his balls off, if his performance were not up to scratch! Although it is not the sexiest attire for a hot date. The two students must think they have died and gone to Heaven having such a teacher.
I am sure she does not have to try too hard to indicate who is the boss when engaging her lovers, presence comes to her with ease.
The fact that she likes you to be in the mix must make your heart swell with pride, she is a very intelligent woman which I find sexy in the extreme.
A painter turning up with colour swatches end up fucking her, and she tells step by step how the end up fucking, and I think meeting him in a robe may have set the scene.
Has the American Indian Lady been back in touch with you both, I loved the Idea that your wife did not object to you fucking her.
Hope to hear soon more of your rambling.
I am reading again with great pleasure your entry for Nov 16, 2019 which covers her boss, her insurance adjuster, who became upset at seeing her shoulder holster, per harps he felt she would blow his balls off, if his performance were not up to scratch! Although it is not the sexiest attire for a hot date. The two students must think they have died and gone to Heaven having such a teacher.
I am sure she does not have to try too hard to indicate who is the boss when engaging her lovers, presence comes to her with ease.
The fact that she likes you to be in the mix must make your heart swell with pride, she is a very intelligent woman which I find sexy in the extreme.
A painter turning up with colour swatches end up fucking her, and she tells step by step how the end up fucking, and I think meeting him in a robe may have set the scene.
Has the American Indian Lady been back in touch with you both, I loved the Idea that your wife did not object to you fucking her.
Hope to hear soon more of your rambling.
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As before-mentioned here one way or another, surprises in this hotwife life seem always to be just around the corner and ready to pounce. It’s always unexpected but if it wasn’t, I suppose it wouldn’t be a surprise. The events earlier tonight are are as good an example as any.
In a phone call to my wife Thursday evening, Beau’s mom said she had just learned something she wouldn’t then reveal. She preferred that Beau personally tell my wife whenever they get together again. I assumed that had something to do with either the community college from which he and Jack are graduating mid-year in December or the the local university where both will begin in January. I was wrong.
* * * While I was out of state Thursday night, my wife’s 20-year-old boyfriend Beau’s parents were in town to visit a few hours with their son and his roommate Jack. His mom phoned my wife from his and Jack’s apartment. She said she and her husband would like to visit us but needed to drive back that evening. That worked for my wife. Our mechanic was fucking her at the time the phone rang and would be staying over until early Friday morning. The mom said Beau had confessed something but would leave it to their son to tell my wife whenever they get together again. My wife asked for a clue, but the woman said, “I’d rather him tell you but just wanted you to first know we’re thrilled to hear it.”
We learned the parents’ surprising revelation tonight and then understood why his mom had held back on that while on the phone.
When I first met Beau, the first of those two with who she had sex, I understood my wife’s attraction. Although not a jock, he’s an athletic-looking guy with an engaging personality. That much could also be said of Jack who also often fucks her. The principal physical differences are that Jack has reddish hair and at 5’8” is three inches shorter than my wife. That’s meaningless to her in that she has never had a problem with whatever a guy’s height might be. That’s a good thing in that I’m an inch shorter than her. Like my wife, Jack is better with jokes and funny conversational comebacks than Beau, whereas Beau is a more serious guy. Beau’s hobbies are working on his car and calligraphy but hasn’t expressed an interest in any arts beyond that.
Perhaps because of Beau’s height and personality like that of a typical leader, I think of Jack as Beau’s sidekick. My wife’s opinion is they’re friends and says Beau doesn’t think of his roommate-friend in that way. I like both, but somehow Jack and I seem to have more of a connection. I don’t think of him as being 14 years younger. His personality comes across more like some engaging men I know at work.
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Late yesterday afternoon, my short flight had just landed and I was heading to the airport’s baggage pickup when my wife phoned my cell. She said her 20-year-old fuck-buddies were on their way to our home. The two had called her the night before, pleading they needed a sex break from their studies for finals, and she invited them over. The two had intended to stay overnight but instead felt they should leave shortly before nine for the reason my wife was by then self-evidently exhausted.
When I entered our home at the door from the garage, the three were sitting naked at the kitchen table and sharing salsa, chips and non-alcoholic beers. They stood from their chairs and waved their “Hellos.” Each guy sported full erections and my wife’s swollen nipples protruded like dulled roofers’ nails.
Grinning, I inquired, “Did the party get started early?” Jack was standing so near as I walked over that my hand brushed against his sizeable boner. She high-fived me and said they had taken off their clothes with the intention of going to the hot tub but waited for me to get home. Our hot tub sets on the patio. I opined it was too cold for that but the three disagreed, saying the tub was heated and were sure it wouldn’t matter.
Our rule about the hot tub is that anyone should be clean before getting in. Beau followed my wife to the shower adjoining our bedroom. I left my clothes on the couch, and Jack and I went to the shower off our hallway. As he and I stood under the spray and soaped up, I thanked him for the four pics he had emailed me of his roommate Beau fucking my wife at their apartment. I told him that was a unique event in that my wife won’t even allow me to take pics like that. He said, “Yeah, so she told us. She warned us to be sure no one else would ever see those, but neither of us would have passed them around anyway.” He said he deleted the pics from his phone after emailing them to me.
At my urging, he told me some details of how he and Beau had fucked my wife the day he snapped those pics. His version added she had taken an especially long time sucking their dicks, while stroking the other, before they fucked her. My wife hadn’t bothered to mention that part. His narrative allowed me to re-envision my wife howling as their cocks filled her cunt. Jack grinned as he glanced down to my dick swelling to its full dimension. He soaped up his stiff tool and said, “I really appreciate your sharing her.” I looked over his strapping body and could understand my wife’s thrills when either fulfilled her sexual needs. I said, “I don’t think of it as me doing the sharing. It’s her decision.”
He adjusted the temperature knob, turned about and his firm dickhead unintentionally bumped against my stalk. In our narrow enclosure, the incident caused our dicks to momentarily brush along the other’s full length and touched for perhaps twenty seconds. Each of us ignored the flesh-to-flesh contact or, more probably, pretended we did. For the reason neither of us moved away in that moment, I reckoned we each enjoyed the inadvertent connection. I suppose one doesn’t need to be bi or gay to get a momentary rush from accidental interactions like that.
We rinsed, toweled off and joined Beau and my wife who were awaiting us in the hallway. She said as we walked to the patio, “Did you guys like showering together?” Jack grinned and joked, “Yeah, I had a great time sucking his dick.” She and Beau howled in laughter. Beau joked in response, “Hey, watch it, we’re in the presence of a classy woman.”
My wife reached for Jack’s stiffy, gave it a friendly squeeze, and said, “Something like that might happen to you someday. My philosophy is, you never know whether anything is fun if you haven’t tried it once.” That didn’t require an explanation; both guys had heard her story of her high school FLAG-girl days that I once chronicled here. Jack said, “Yeah, I tried you and like that a lot.”
When opening the patio door, I was smacked by the shock of cold air but that dissipated the moment we settled into the hot tub. The cool air against my face along with the warmth of bubbling waters was exhilarating. If it were yet snowing here, I couldn’t have taken it.
Both were clearly more relaxed around me than upon their first time at our home. I sat at the tub’ near side. At my wife’s invitation, Jack and Beau sat on each side of her across from me. The guys said they’re confident they’ll do fine with their exam finals, but Beau asked if I would mind editing his essay to be turned in the day of the finals. When he was trying to think what sort of financial topic he could turn in, my wife had suggested he could write it up the way accounting is used in banking. She had given him a book on the basics. I agreed to edit it for mistakes and clarity but wouldn’t do it in any way that would be “cheating.” He said he didn’t want that, asking me only to correct any literary oversights.
My wife laid her arms onto the rail at the back of each guys’ shoulders, turned to Beau, and said, “Your mom told me you have something to tell me. Whatever it is, she didn’t want to tell me herself.” She stroked their bare necks and shoulders as she awaited Beau’s response.
Beau shifted uncomfortably and said he was with his mother when she phoned my wife. While he and Jack were with his parents that evening, his mom brought up an unexpected topic. Beau said he would have preferred phoning my wife before responding to the comment, but the place and timing weren’t right for that. His parents had taken him and Jack out to a downtown restaurant. They knew Jack was aware their son was dating a married woman, and his mother mentioned to Beau “never forget the woman is married.” She said, “It’s easy for men to become overly enamored with married women just as with single women. That can create trouble in a marriage.” Beau responded that “certain circumstances” in the relationship wouldn’t allow that to come about was hesitant to say more.
Either his dad or mom asked what conditions that might be. Beau turned to look aside at Jack who realized what he was about to say. Jack shrugged his approval for Beau to tell them if he wished. Beau confessed, “I hope you don’t think this is weird, but both Jack and I are having sex with her.” I was taken aback at his admitting their three-way relationship to his parents. But my wife laughed and said, “I like it! I’m glad you told them. Especially since your mother told me she and your dad are thrilled knowing that.” Beau confided they told him and Jack the same, but he since had second thoughts about whether he should have admitted it at all.
Jack popped in, “I thought it went well. Personally, I don’t mind their knowing. His parents are pretty cool.” My wife nodded affirmatively and said, “Yeah, they are. And I’m okay with it. You did the right thing.” She removed her arms from behind their shoulders and her hands sank beneath the water.
As Beau went on, his remarks interspersed with unnecessary apologies, I realized my wife’s hands were stroking their dicks. Beau licked his lips and Jack’s eyes rolled back in their sockets. Our conversations faded to silence. I couldn’t see her arms or hands beneath the bubbling water but her quivering shoulders made it clear she had increased her hand motion, masturbating them faster. The guys groaned and sighed amid her enthusiastic strokes.
I didn’t then know that Beau simultaneously massaged her clitoris with a finger. She squinted and her lips trembled. I privately stroked my pole as I perused the wound-up expressions on each of their faces. She shrieked and squealed she was about to cum. I too was close but didn’t. A moment later, Beau let out an “Uhhh! Yeahhh,” as his semen spurted through the warm water.
Beau and my wife appeared wasted as they stood and crawled over the tub’s railing. She led us in a line behind her to our bedroom. I was the last to enter and turned off the overhead light.
* * *
Beau collapsed onto our bed and shifted to the far side against the wall to make room for the other three of us. My wife lay next to him, followed by Jack, with me at the bed’s near side. My wife sat up with her back to the headboard, bit her lower lip thoughtfully, and said, “That was fun.”
Jack’s stiff penis stood tall, pointing to the ceiling. He leaned aside, embraced my wife and kissed her deeply. Her arms encircled his neck. He pulled her down until her head lay on a pillow and went down on her. As she moaned, he parted her long legs and maneuvered his swollen prick head into her shaven pussy. She wrapped her legs about his hips. Her heels pulled his buttocks closer until his cock was fully embedded. He pushed in slowly, followed by a few steady thrusts. She sobbed in an elongated wail and squealed, “Oh yes, fuck it. I love it.” Her body shuddered as he increased his tempo to ramming speed.
Beau raised his body to rest on an elbow and watched as he pulled on his deflated dick. My staff hadn’t gone down. I got out of bed, leaned my butt against the dresser and stroked slowly. Jack eagerly plowed into my wife. She whimpered in repetitive moans and blubbered passionately, “Oh fuck, yes! Yes!” as he fucked her mightily.
Following the recent event when the four of us had been together at the same time, she had told me, “We should do this again sometime.” I hadn’t anticipated it to be this soon.
She howled like a cornered wolf as Jack pummeled her pussy. The longer he soldiered on, my dick ached for release. I imagined my cock’s pulsations to be in rhythm with their fucking. I privately wished to kneel on the floor in awe and jerk off madly but instead leaned a hand onto the dresser top for support. I felt pathetic as I mumbled, “Oh yeah, you’re fucking her so good,” but my voice was surely too feeble for any to hear.
As with Beau, Jack’s stamina is impressive. I don’t consider myself to be a wimp, but there’s no way I can match their staying power and potency. Both are like machines that never tire. His blood-engorged cock jack hammered her married cunt. My wife’s high-pitched, undulating voice fluttered as she screamed, “Oh fuckkk! It’s fucking awesome!” She seemed overcome with craving and pleaded for him to keep going in the way he was. At times as he locomoted on, she screamed in a high-pitched tone, “I love you, I fucking love you!” I felt a rush of gratitude I was there to witness the moment. She couldn’t possibly have verbally depicted to me that level of elevated sexual rush.
And ultimately he groaned, “I’m gonna cum!” and, “I’m cumming in you.” Beau’s cock had again risen to its full stature the moment Jack’s seed gushed into her tunnel. As his cock spurted into her eager cunt, he gritted his teeth and announced in a drawn-out moan, “Oh my god, it’s still going.” My wife’s reddened eyes locked with his. She screamed, “Yes, yes! You know me. You know I want it all.” Rivulets of tears streamed down her cheeks as he emptied his load into her for a half minute or more. His lips pressed against hers as he pumped his last few drops of semen into her married cunt. Her fingers dug into his hips. My knees wobbled and I had a fleeting impression I would fall to the floor.
Breathing hard, Jack withdrew his softening cock that flopped down like a wet towel. My wife shivered and weakly responded, “I loved that. I came twice. I’m glad you guys still like sex with an older woman who is soon to be 33.” He chuckled and said, “Hardly. We find the sex so good that if you were single, we’d both marry you and fuck you on alternate nights.”
She pecked him on the lips and said, “Which is pretty much what you’re doing now, without the expensive ceremony. Each time we’re together, I feel I belong to both of you anyway.” I loved that. My cock ached to release its load.
Jack said, “You have a point,” and with a satisfied smirk, turned aside to his friend and nodded as an indication it was Beau’s turn. He got out of bed and stood alongside me. Beau planted his knees at each side of my wife underarms. She curled a hand around his shaft, opened her mouth wide, and ushered in its broad girth. Her head bobbed eagerly onto his cock.
Beau urged her to roll over and he mounted her from behind. Jack and I turned to walk out of the room. The moment before we reached the door, my wife muttered, “I love you both so much.” By the time we reached the end of our hallway, she screamed, “Ohhh, my goddd! It’s so fuckin’ good.” I turned to Jack, grinned, and said, “Maybe we shouldn’t have left so soon.” He whispered, “She’s always like that with us.”
We sat naked side by side on our living room couch and talked while Beau was fucking my wife. I reminded Jack of what she had said to his roommate, that she “loved you both.” I used that as my example of what I meant when I said their sexual pairing with my wife is her preference. I said that’s what I was trying to say when I said I don’t feel I’m “sharing her.” He said he was at least thankful I don’t complain. I told him, “I’ll tell you something she may not have. She not only likes you both, either one of you fucks her better than I can. That’s reason enough you’re keeping her happy.” He squeezed his dick and said, “I’ll ask her to make sure about that if you don’t mind.” I responded I’d like to hear that answer, and he laughed at that.
He asked if the emotional closeness between them and her bothers me. I responded, “That’s the part I like best. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s a need. I want your dicks in her and you’re good at it.” He said, “I think I get your meaning. I like that.” He admitted a similar feeling in that he recently mentioned to Beau of a fantasy about one of the guys he knows at school fucking her while he and Beau watch. He and Beau jerked off that night in their side-to-side beds as Jack described his imagined scene. He looked down to my dick, pulsating and noticeably twitching as he repeated the tale.
As he went on, I stroked slowly. Closing his eyes, he stopped talking, wrapped his fist around his stick and jerked at the same tempo as I was stroking. Neither of us ejaculated.
His eyes popped open and he gulped upon hearing my wife’s trilled wailing from our marital bed. Without releasing his pumping grip on his cock, he breathed, “She is so fucking hot.”
I told him about our bedroom cams, which were disconnected tonight. Lately the two guys have most often been fucking her separately, leaving the room when the other is with her. He said the next time they come over, he would like to join me in watching my wife and Beau on my laptop. I agreed. I have found I like that better than jerking alone anyway. I haven’t had a viewing partner since my wife’s A/C contractor buddy moved away. I like any her current guys, but Jack told me he somehow feels an exceptional connection and believes he and I think alike. I didn’t respond, but although separated by 14 years of age, I too noticed a bond of a budding friendship. We’ll see. For the reason my nature is that of a cautious guy who trusts few, that takes some time.
My wife and Beau came out of our bedroom a half hour later. She looked down to Jack’s stiffy and leaned to kiss him. She knelt on the floor at the front of the couch and sucked his dick until he was again cumming. Beau pulled on his stick as he watched the scene. She swallowed it all and joked, “That protein is good for me.” Jack grinned and said, “Feel free to take some any time. I’ve got plenty.” She giggled and gnashed her teeth onto his dick as if she were about to bite it off, and we all laughed.
The timing didn’t work out for me to fuck her. After two straight nights of hard sex, my wife was spent. Beau recognized her evident fatigue and said to my wife, “It wouldn’t be fair to Des if we stayed overnight. He hasn’t had sex with you.” It was only ten-til-nine. He looked to our wall clock and said they should probably go home. My wife didn’t bother to get dressed. She kissed each deeply at the door and watched naked from the open door as Jack’s pickup backed out of our driveway, reached the end of our street and turned onto the main road.
She closed the door, turned to me and said, “I’m glad it worked out that way. I won’t ask you sleep in the other room when they’re here again.” I told her either way is fine with me should she prefer privacy and suggested she tell me which way is best for her at any time.
She said with a cute, twisted smile, “Sounds like a plan, Kemo Sabe,” strode confidently down the hall to bed and promptly fell asleep. I went to the hall bath. My thoughts were filled with that staggering image of Jack’s cock driving hard and deep into my wife’s married cunt as she screamed for more. I fapped my needy dick no more than a minute and I was cumming hard. At times like that, that’s as good as fucking.
At the moment, it will be difficult for me to get to sleep and I’m unsure whether I will at all tonight. The evening’s events swirl in my thoughts. She was hotter than any time I can remember since she and I first began dating. I recall our second date when we were sitting in my car at the the night club’s parking lot where I had taken her for dinner. I kissed her and she reached to unzip my fly. She pulled out my dick and leaned to my lap to suck it until I was cumming, and she swallowed it all. I mentioned my realization she was experienced at that. She smiled and said, “Yeah, but yours is the first newspaper reporter’s cock I’ve sucked.” She had an inflated image of reporters. Most don’t make much money and the reality isn’t portrayed accurately in popular culture. I drove her to my apartment and fucked her brains out. Each of us still enjoy sexual intimacy but as with all couples, sex become more routine as time goes on. In the months before she began fucking others, she was becoming quieter when we had sex and her thoughts seemed to be on other matters. That’s now changed for the better, but I also thrill to listening to her stories of being with other men as we’re having sex.
Perhaps her earlier mind-boggling reaction wasn’t a “performance.” I wanted to ask if she intentionally threw herself into it for the benefit of the guys. Because she immediately went to bed, I didn’t have the opportunity for that conversation. I haven’t before seen that consuming a coital response since our first year of marriage. Watching from our bedroom’s surveillance cameras as she’s being fucked just isn’t the same.
Having recalled the nature her narratives of how intensely she’s claims to be stimulated when her boss’ big dick is in her, it now occurs to me she’s most likely as enraptured when he’s fucking her. It would be wondrous to know with certainty she recaptures the fullness of those awesome thrills with the other men who she allows to own her for at least a while. We’re surely going to have an entirely new talk.
* * * Her four-year-old, battery-operated dildo stopped working a few days ago. Because her regular guys aren’t anticipated to be available during the month of December, I ordered her a lifelike, veined seven-and-a-half inch replacement online. She prefers the soft, flesh-colored versions that have a realistic look and feel. It should arrive within a day or two, and that will be this year’s earliest holiday present. She enjoys using her vibrator when narrating to me details of past hookups. I hope this new one will be like a “new relationship” to her. Her most regular fuck-buddies are exceptions, but she has in the past been especially excited when being fucked by newer guys. I’m curious to learn whether her new dildo buddy will have a similar effect.
~ ~ Des
In a phone call to my wife Thursday evening, Beau’s mom said she had just learned something she wouldn’t then reveal. She preferred that Beau personally tell my wife whenever they get together again. I assumed that had something to do with either the community college from which he and Jack are graduating mid-year in December or the the local university where both will begin in January. I was wrong.
* * * While I was out of state Thursday night, my wife’s 20-year-old boyfriend Beau’s parents were in town to visit a few hours with their son and his roommate Jack. His mom phoned my wife from his and Jack’s apartment. She said she and her husband would like to visit us but needed to drive back that evening. That worked for my wife. Our mechanic was fucking her at the time the phone rang and would be staying over until early Friday morning. The mom said Beau had confessed something but would leave it to their son to tell my wife whenever they get together again. My wife asked for a clue, but the woman said, “I’d rather him tell you but just wanted you to first know we’re thrilled to hear it.”
We learned the parents’ surprising revelation tonight and then understood why his mom had held back on that while on the phone.
When I first met Beau, the first of those two with who she had sex, I understood my wife’s attraction. Although not a jock, he’s an athletic-looking guy with an engaging personality. That much could also be said of Jack who also often fucks her. The principal physical differences are that Jack has reddish hair and at 5’8” is three inches shorter than my wife. That’s meaningless to her in that she has never had a problem with whatever a guy’s height might be. That’s a good thing in that I’m an inch shorter than her. Like my wife, Jack is better with jokes and funny conversational comebacks than Beau, whereas Beau is a more serious guy. Beau’s hobbies are working on his car and calligraphy but hasn’t expressed an interest in any arts beyond that.
Perhaps because of Beau’s height and personality like that of a typical leader, I think of Jack as Beau’s sidekick. My wife’s opinion is they’re friends and says Beau doesn’t think of his roommate-friend in that way. I like both, but somehow Jack and I seem to have more of a connection. I don’t think of him as being 14 years younger. His personality comes across more like some engaging men I know at work.
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Late yesterday afternoon, my short flight had just landed and I was heading to the airport’s baggage pickup when my wife phoned my cell. She said her 20-year-old fuck-buddies were on their way to our home. The two had called her the night before, pleading they needed a sex break from their studies for finals, and she invited them over. The two had intended to stay overnight but instead felt they should leave shortly before nine for the reason my wife was by then self-evidently exhausted.
When I entered our home at the door from the garage, the three were sitting naked at the kitchen table and sharing salsa, chips and non-alcoholic beers. They stood from their chairs and waved their “Hellos.” Each guy sported full erections and my wife’s swollen nipples protruded like dulled roofers’ nails.
Grinning, I inquired, “Did the party get started early?” Jack was standing so near as I walked over that my hand brushed against his sizeable boner. She high-fived me and said they had taken off their clothes with the intention of going to the hot tub but waited for me to get home. Our hot tub sets on the patio. I opined it was too cold for that but the three disagreed, saying the tub was heated and were sure it wouldn’t matter.
Our rule about the hot tub is that anyone should be clean before getting in. Beau followed my wife to the shower adjoining our bedroom. I left my clothes on the couch, and Jack and I went to the shower off our hallway. As he and I stood under the spray and soaped up, I thanked him for the four pics he had emailed me of his roommate Beau fucking my wife at their apartment. I told him that was a unique event in that my wife won’t even allow me to take pics like that. He said, “Yeah, so she told us. She warned us to be sure no one else would ever see those, but neither of us would have passed them around anyway.” He said he deleted the pics from his phone after emailing them to me.
At my urging, he told me some details of how he and Beau had fucked my wife the day he snapped those pics. His version added she had taken an especially long time sucking their dicks, while stroking the other, before they fucked her. My wife hadn’t bothered to mention that part. His narrative allowed me to re-envision my wife howling as their cocks filled her cunt. Jack grinned as he glanced down to my dick swelling to its full dimension. He soaped up his stiff tool and said, “I really appreciate your sharing her.” I looked over his strapping body and could understand my wife’s thrills when either fulfilled her sexual needs. I said, “I don’t think of it as me doing the sharing. It’s her decision.”
He adjusted the temperature knob, turned about and his firm dickhead unintentionally bumped against my stalk. In our narrow enclosure, the incident caused our dicks to momentarily brush along the other’s full length and touched for perhaps twenty seconds. Each of us ignored the flesh-to-flesh contact or, more probably, pretended we did. For the reason neither of us moved away in that moment, I reckoned we each enjoyed the inadvertent connection. I suppose one doesn’t need to be bi or gay to get a momentary rush from accidental interactions like that.
We rinsed, toweled off and joined Beau and my wife who were awaiting us in the hallway. She said as we walked to the patio, “Did you guys like showering together?” Jack grinned and joked, “Yeah, I had a great time sucking his dick.” She and Beau howled in laughter. Beau joked in response, “Hey, watch it, we’re in the presence of a classy woman.”
My wife reached for Jack’s stiffy, gave it a friendly squeeze, and said, “Something like that might happen to you someday. My philosophy is, you never know whether anything is fun if you haven’t tried it once.” That didn’t require an explanation; both guys had heard her story of her high school FLAG-girl days that I once chronicled here. Jack said, “Yeah, I tried you and like that a lot.”
When opening the patio door, I was smacked by the shock of cold air but that dissipated the moment we settled into the hot tub. The cool air against my face along with the warmth of bubbling waters was exhilarating. If it were yet snowing here, I couldn’t have taken it.
Both were clearly more relaxed around me than upon their first time at our home. I sat at the tub’ near side. At my wife’s invitation, Jack and Beau sat on each side of her across from me. The guys said they’re confident they’ll do fine with their exam finals, but Beau asked if I would mind editing his essay to be turned in the day of the finals. When he was trying to think what sort of financial topic he could turn in, my wife had suggested he could write it up the way accounting is used in banking. She had given him a book on the basics. I agreed to edit it for mistakes and clarity but wouldn’t do it in any way that would be “cheating.” He said he didn’t want that, asking me only to correct any literary oversights.
My wife laid her arms onto the rail at the back of each guys’ shoulders, turned to Beau, and said, “Your mom told me you have something to tell me. Whatever it is, she didn’t want to tell me herself.” She stroked their bare necks and shoulders as she awaited Beau’s response.
Beau shifted uncomfortably and said he was with his mother when she phoned my wife. While he and Jack were with his parents that evening, his mom brought up an unexpected topic. Beau said he would have preferred phoning my wife before responding to the comment, but the place and timing weren’t right for that. His parents had taken him and Jack out to a downtown restaurant. They knew Jack was aware their son was dating a married woman, and his mother mentioned to Beau “never forget the woman is married.” She said, “It’s easy for men to become overly enamored with married women just as with single women. That can create trouble in a marriage.” Beau responded that “certain circumstances” in the relationship wouldn’t allow that to come about was hesitant to say more.
Either his dad or mom asked what conditions that might be. Beau turned to look aside at Jack who realized what he was about to say. Jack shrugged his approval for Beau to tell them if he wished. Beau confessed, “I hope you don’t think this is weird, but both Jack and I are having sex with her.” I was taken aback at his admitting their three-way relationship to his parents. But my wife laughed and said, “I like it! I’m glad you told them. Especially since your mother told me she and your dad are thrilled knowing that.” Beau confided they told him and Jack the same, but he since had second thoughts about whether he should have admitted it at all.
Jack popped in, “I thought it went well. Personally, I don’t mind their knowing. His parents are pretty cool.” My wife nodded affirmatively and said, “Yeah, they are. And I’m okay with it. You did the right thing.” She removed her arms from behind their shoulders and her hands sank beneath the water.
As Beau went on, his remarks interspersed with unnecessary apologies, I realized my wife’s hands were stroking their dicks. Beau licked his lips and Jack’s eyes rolled back in their sockets. Our conversations faded to silence. I couldn’t see her arms or hands beneath the bubbling water but her quivering shoulders made it clear she had increased her hand motion, masturbating them faster. The guys groaned and sighed amid her enthusiastic strokes.
I didn’t then know that Beau simultaneously massaged her clitoris with a finger. She squinted and her lips trembled. I privately stroked my pole as I perused the wound-up expressions on each of their faces. She shrieked and squealed she was about to cum. I too was close but didn’t. A moment later, Beau let out an “Uhhh! Yeahhh,” as his semen spurted through the warm water.
Beau and my wife appeared wasted as they stood and crawled over the tub’s railing. She led us in a line behind her to our bedroom. I was the last to enter and turned off the overhead light.
* * *
Beau collapsed onto our bed and shifted to the far side against the wall to make room for the other three of us. My wife lay next to him, followed by Jack, with me at the bed’s near side. My wife sat up with her back to the headboard, bit her lower lip thoughtfully, and said, “That was fun.”
Jack’s stiff penis stood tall, pointing to the ceiling. He leaned aside, embraced my wife and kissed her deeply. Her arms encircled his neck. He pulled her down until her head lay on a pillow and went down on her. As she moaned, he parted her long legs and maneuvered his swollen prick head into her shaven pussy. She wrapped her legs about his hips. Her heels pulled his buttocks closer until his cock was fully embedded. He pushed in slowly, followed by a few steady thrusts. She sobbed in an elongated wail and squealed, “Oh yes, fuck it. I love it.” Her body shuddered as he increased his tempo to ramming speed.
Beau raised his body to rest on an elbow and watched as he pulled on his deflated dick. My staff hadn’t gone down. I got out of bed, leaned my butt against the dresser and stroked slowly. Jack eagerly plowed into my wife. She whimpered in repetitive moans and blubbered passionately, “Oh fuck, yes! Yes!” as he fucked her mightily.
Following the recent event when the four of us had been together at the same time, she had told me, “We should do this again sometime.” I hadn’t anticipated it to be this soon.
She howled like a cornered wolf as Jack pummeled her pussy. The longer he soldiered on, my dick ached for release. I imagined my cock’s pulsations to be in rhythm with their fucking. I privately wished to kneel on the floor in awe and jerk off madly but instead leaned a hand onto the dresser top for support. I felt pathetic as I mumbled, “Oh yeah, you’re fucking her so good,” but my voice was surely too feeble for any to hear.
As with Beau, Jack’s stamina is impressive. I don’t consider myself to be a wimp, but there’s no way I can match their staying power and potency. Both are like machines that never tire. His blood-engorged cock jack hammered her married cunt. My wife’s high-pitched, undulating voice fluttered as she screamed, “Oh fuckkk! It’s fucking awesome!” She seemed overcome with craving and pleaded for him to keep going in the way he was. At times as he locomoted on, she screamed in a high-pitched tone, “I love you, I fucking love you!” I felt a rush of gratitude I was there to witness the moment. She couldn’t possibly have verbally depicted to me that level of elevated sexual rush.
And ultimately he groaned, “I’m gonna cum!” and, “I’m cumming in you.” Beau’s cock had again risen to its full stature the moment Jack’s seed gushed into her tunnel. As his cock spurted into her eager cunt, he gritted his teeth and announced in a drawn-out moan, “Oh my god, it’s still going.” My wife’s reddened eyes locked with his. She screamed, “Yes, yes! You know me. You know I want it all.” Rivulets of tears streamed down her cheeks as he emptied his load into her for a half minute or more. His lips pressed against hers as he pumped his last few drops of semen into her married cunt. Her fingers dug into his hips. My knees wobbled and I had a fleeting impression I would fall to the floor.
Breathing hard, Jack withdrew his softening cock that flopped down like a wet towel. My wife shivered and weakly responded, “I loved that. I came twice. I’m glad you guys still like sex with an older woman who is soon to be 33.” He chuckled and said, “Hardly. We find the sex so good that if you were single, we’d both marry you and fuck you on alternate nights.”
She pecked him on the lips and said, “Which is pretty much what you’re doing now, without the expensive ceremony. Each time we’re together, I feel I belong to both of you anyway.” I loved that. My cock ached to release its load.
Jack said, “You have a point,” and with a satisfied smirk, turned aside to his friend and nodded as an indication it was Beau’s turn. He got out of bed and stood alongside me. Beau planted his knees at each side of my wife underarms. She curled a hand around his shaft, opened her mouth wide, and ushered in its broad girth. Her head bobbed eagerly onto his cock.
Beau urged her to roll over and he mounted her from behind. Jack and I turned to walk out of the room. The moment before we reached the door, my wife muttered, “I love you both so much.” By the time we reached the end of our hallway, she screamed, “Ohhh, my goddd! It’s so fuckin’ good.” I turned to Jack, grinned, and said, “Maybe we shouldn’t have left so soon.” He whispered, “She’s always like that with us.”
We sat naked side by side on our living room couch and talked while Beau was fucking my wife. I reminded Jack of what she had said to his roommate, that she “loved you both.” I used that as my example of what I meant when I said their sexual pairing with my wife is her preference. I said that’s what I was trying to say when I said I don’t feel I’m “sharing her.” He said he was at least thankful I don’t complain. I told him, “I’ll tell you something she may not have. She not only likes you both, either one of you fucks her better than I can. That’s reason enough you’re keeping her happy.” He squeezed his dick and said, “I’ll ask her to make sure about that if you don’t mind.” I responded I’d like to hear that answer, and he laughed at that.
He asked if the emotional closeness between them and her bothers me. I responded, “That’s the part I like best. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s a need. I want your dicks in her and you’re good at it.” He said, “I think I get your meaning. I like that.” He admitted a similar feeling in that he recently mentioned to Beau of a fantasy about one of the guys he knows at school fucking her while he and Beau watch. He and Beau jerked off that night in their side-to-side beds as Jack described his imagined scene. He looked down to my dick, pulsating and noticeably twitching as he repeated the tale.
As he went on, I stroked slowly. Closing his eyes, he stopped talking, wrapped his fist around his stick and jerked at the same tempo as I was stroking. Neither of us ejaculated.
His eyes popped open and he gulped upon hearing my wife’s trilled wailing from our marital bed. Without releasing his pumping grip on his cock, he breathed, “She is so fucking hot.”
I told him about our bedroom cams, which were disconnected tonight. Lately the two guys have most often been fucking her separately, leaving the room when the other is with her. He said the next time they come over, he would like to join me in watching my wife and Beau on my laptop. I agreed. I have found I like that better than jerking alone anyway. I haven’t had a viewing partner since my wife’s A/C contractor buddy moved away. I like any her current guys, but Jack told me he somehow feels an exceptional connection and believes he and I think alike. I didn’t respond, but although separated by 14 years of age, I too noticed a bond of a budding friendship. We’ll see. For the reason my nature is that of a cautious guy who trusts few, that takes some time.
My wife and Beau came out of our bedroom a half hour later. She looked down to Jack’s stiffy and leaned to kiss him. She knelt on the floor at the front of the couch and sucked his dick until he was again cumming. Beau pulled on his stick as he watched the scene. She swallowed it all and joked, “That protein is good for me.” Jack grinned and said, “Feel free to take some any time. I’ve got plenty.” She giggled and gnashed her teeth onto his dick as if she were about to bite it off, and we all laughed.
The timing didn’t work out for me to fuck her. After two straight nights of hard sex, my wife was spent. Beau recognized her evident fatigue and said to my wife, “It wouldn’t be fair to Des if we stayed overnight. He hasn’t had sex with you.” It was only ten-til-nine. He looked to our wall clock and said they should probably go home. My wife didn’t bother to get dressed. She kissed each deeply at the door and watched naked from the open door as Jack’s pickup backed out of our driveway, reached the end of our street and turned onto the main road.
She closed the door, turned to me and said, “I’m glad it worked out that way. I won’t ask you sleep in the other room when they’re here again.” I told her either way is fine with me should she prefer privacy and suggested she tell me which way is best for her at any time.
She said with a cute, twisted smile, “Sounds like a plan, Kemo Sabe,” strode confidently down the hall to bed and promptly fell asleep. I went to the hall bath. My thoughts were filled with that staggering image of Jack’s cock driving hard and deep into my wife’s married cunt as she screamed for more. I fapped my needy dick no more than a minute and I was cumming hard. At times like that, that’s as good as fucking.
At the moment, it will be difficult for me to get to sleep and I’m unsure whether I will at all tonight. The evening’s events swirl in my thoughts. She was hotter than any time I can remember since she and I first began dating. I recall our second date when we were sitting in my car at the the night club’s parking lot where I had taken her for dinner. I kissed her and she reached to unzip my fly. She pulled out my dick and leaned to my lap to suck it until I was cumming, and she swallowed it all. I mentioned my realization she was experienced at that. She smiled and said, “Yeah, but yours is the first newspaper reporter’s cock I’ve sucked.” She had an inflated image of reporters. Most don’t make much money and the reality isn’t portrayed accurately in popular culture. I drove her to my apartment and fucked her brains out. Each of us still enjoy sexual intimacy but as with all couples, sex become more routine as time goes on. In the months before she began fucking others, she was becoming quieter when we had sex and her thoughts seemed to be on other matters. That’s now changed for the better, but I also thrill to listening to her stories of being with other men as we’re having sex.
Perhaps her earlier mind-boggling reaction wasn’t a “performance.” I wanted to ask if she intentionally threw herself into it for the benefit of the guys. Because she immediately went to bed, I didn’t have the opportunity for that conversation. I haven’t before seen that consuming a coital response since our first year of marriage. Watching from our bedroom’s surveillance cameras as she’s being fucked just isn’t the same.
Having recalled the nature her narratives of how intensely she’s claims to be stimulated when her boss’ big dick is in her, it now occurs to me she’s most likely as enraptured when he’s fucking her. It would be wondrous to know with certainty she recaptures the fullness of those awesome thrills with the other men who she allows to own her for at least a while. We’re surely going to have an entirely new talk.
* * * Her four-year-old, battery-operated dildo stopped working a few days ago. Because her regular guys aren’t anticipated to be available during the month of December, I ordered her a lifelike, veined seven-and-a-half inch replacement online. She prefers the soft, flesh-colored versions that have a realistic look and feel. It should arrive within a day or two, and that will be this year’s earliest holiday present. She enjoys using her vibrator when narrating to me details of past hookups. I hope this new one will be like a “new relationship” to her. Her most regular fuck-buddies are exceptions, but she has in the past been especially excited when being fucked by newer guys. I’m curious to learn whether her new dildo buddy will have a similar effect.
~ ~ Des
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Both of us have talked with her by phone twice in the past month. In February, she is marrying a doctor who just completed his residency at the hospital where she works and we're invited to the wedding. We have already made arrangements to be off work that week and will fly out to attend the ceremony. I personally exchange emails with her through my personal account and she writes my wife through her account. Most of those are sent jointly to both of us, some aren't. She has told her finance the whole story about me and her visit with us and he wants to meet us. My wife talked with him on a day I wasn't in town when she phoned, but no personal information of that nature was discussed.
That's one of our more interesting happenings in our married lives and we're glad to have made her acquaintance. She's a rare gem.
~ Des
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rascalnvixen
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Wow!!! Des, you are keeping me up WAY too late tonight!!!!!
I was hoping to get bed much earlier than this due to working a 10+ hour day today but I happened to see some posts to your thread and thought I'd take a quick look. NOT!!!!!! I think you out did yourself in your story telling tonight!!! All the details were exceptionally sexy and I love hearing your wife's comments as the evening continued. Too tired to say much more right now but you have to know I like your writing so much that I stayed up till now (02:20 hrs) reading instead of sleeping!! I'm going to have to put a meter on how much of your thread I read late at night!!! 
Thanks for the time it took to write all of this up for us!!!
Rascal
Thanks for the time it took to write all of this up for us!!!
Rascal
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Des - I don't understand what the big news was that beau's mom was talking about? Just that they fessed up to both banging Mrs. Des? I thought it was going to be more than that. I figured they already knew. I'll bet the wife is jealous. Not about her son but just the idea of 2 hot college studs f-ing your wife. Jealous isn't the right word... perhaps envious. I can't imagine what woman wouldn't enjoy such activities and freedom. My wife says she would want a young college stud but I find it hard to believe. I mean, men fantasize about coeds why wouldn't women. I'll never understand the complexity of the female mind.
If you are like copy editing academic papers I can send you about 8 of my next conference and journal papers to edit. Hahahaha. I'm going to PM you a question not related to hotwifing but about copy editing.
If you are like copy editing academic papers I can send you about 8 of my next conference and journal papers to edit. Hahahaha. I'm going to PM you a question not related to hotwifing but about copy editing.
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LOL - Sorry about that ten-hour day. I just copied and pasted what I'd written, took up eight pages. I must have been typing fast as recollections occurred at the moment, took about an hour. I didn't get much sleep either, about 4 hours. I thought she would be staggering this morning but when I awoke, she was finishing up her pushups and starting her five pulls on the chin-up bar. I felt only like doing half her numbers.rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Fri Nov 22, 2019 10:22 pmWow!!! Des, you are keeping me up WAY too late tonight!!!!!I was hoping to get bed much earlier than this due to working a 10+ hour day today but I happened to see some posts to your thread and thought I'd take a quick look. NOT!!!!!! I think you out did yourself in your story telling tonight!!! All the details were exceptionally sexy and I love hearing your wife's comments as the evening continued. Too tired to say much more right now but you have to know I like your writing so much that I stayed up till now (02:20 hrs) reading instead of sleeping!! I'm going to have to put a meter on how much of your thread I read late at night!!!
Thanks for the time it took to write all of this up for us!!!
Rascal
Noticed another message here offering me some academic editing paper. I'll take those but already have 10 pages of editing principals I still use from J-school to re-do my and others' work when getting those ready for professional publication. I didn't use any of that here before hitting "Submit." A quick once-over showed me I had a lot of unnecessary remarks but haven't notice as yet any typos at least. Glad you liked it anyway.
~ Des
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Yeah, that probably seemed over-stated but his parents assumed theirs to be a two-way relationship, having no idea she was involved with both their son and his best friend. We understood his mom wouldn't have felt comfortable talking about that with my wife in a phone conversation, but both parents felt better about it for the reason they didn't want their son to fall for anyone while still in school, and especially a married woman. Their satisfaction was that the likelihood virtually is non-existent if she is is screwing two guys instead of just their son. They know nothing of others like her boss but we think they have probably assume their son wasn't the first in her experience. I was banging away on the keyboard and didn't think to include that explanation.'afagehi7 wrote: ↑Sat Nov 23, 2019 1:07 amDes - I don't understand what the big news was that beau's mom was talking about? Just that they fessed up to both banging Mrs. Des? I thought it was going to be more than that. I figured they already knew. I'll bet the wife is jealous. Not about her son but just the idea of 2 hot college studs f-ing your wife. Jealous isn't the right word... perhaps envious. I can't imagine what woman wouldn't enjoy such activities and freedom. My wife says she would want a young college stud but I find it hard to believe. I mean, men fantasize about coeds why wouldn't women. I'll never understand the complexity of the female mind.
If you are like copy editing academic papers I can send you about 8 of my next conference and journal papers to edit. Hahahaha. I'm going to PM you a question not related to hotwifing but about copy editing.
Thanks for the copy-editing stuff. I'll go look at that PM now. I use a brochure from J-school for editing now but admittedly, as any pro can likely determine, didn't do any editing at all on that last submission above. I was just rambling as usual for about an hour and let it go as it was. (Not editing this for those fifty principals either.) My brain was still spinning at the time as well and that's not the best condition for writing anything.
And - one other thought. I briefly talked about her unusual enthusiasm last night. She said, "You're over-thinking it. I have no special abilities or deeply hidden thoughts or reactions. You're thinking that probably because you rarely watch except occasionally on the cams. I was just having fun." That pretty much ended any conversation of the supposed psychological depth I'd intended. I'll take her word for it. She says I was "over-awed" over essentially nothing and made too big a deal of it. I'm sure that when she gets around to reading it, she'll be laughing all the way through. It's happened before.
Thanks for writing ~
~ Des
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Wow! I mean WOWW! Last night I downloaded that last post and my wife read it all to me this morning in bed. Made both of us hot. Everything you write is beyond good but we think that is your masterpiece. I recall two others some time ago we think come close to this one but that doesnt mean its not all great. We both remember that FLAG story you mentioned and know why you wrote that here. We have read her hi school story more times than i can remember. i dont know why some complain about how long your stuff is but i like it. dont stop.
My wife said this woman has one of the greatest marriages on earth. Maybe the best. Thank you (A LOT as you once replied to me in a PM)
- I had to come back to this after I wrote that and add something I forgot - my wife said she wonders how much time your wife could have for you. she seems to do a lot of things besides having sex with other men. i meant to include that question.
My wife said this woman has one of the greatest marriages on earth. Maybe the best. Thank you (A LOT as you once replied to me in a PM)
- I had to come back to this after I wrote that and add something I forgot - my wife said she wonders how much time your wife could have for you. she seems to do a lot of things besides having sex with other men. i meant to include that question.
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Des to say I’m envious is an understatement but honestly as hot as some relationships are on OHW this is incredible. Not just the sex but the relationship and openness of all involved. I love how the young men involved are mature enough to handle this kind of openness. I’m sure I’m not the only husband who loves your wife and her love for sex, her high sex drive always impresses me. Thanks again for sharing. Please don’t one day say you made this all up! Lol
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Des,
There is a solution to keep happy those who complain(?) about your War & Peace masterpieces. Just insert the following snippet at the beginning of any of your terrific (if a bit long) posts and the complainers can get straight to the juicy details without having to suffer through your journalistic meanderings.
TLDR
My wife got fucked today by: (circle one) Beau / Jack / Beau&Jack / Her Boss / Guy with big boat / Insurance Agent / Massage Therapist / HVAC guy / Auto Mechanic / Painter / Architect / Me / Other_________.
I jerked off: (choose all that apply) on the bed / kneeling on the floor / leaning on the dresser / in the hallway / listening through the wall in my office / watching on security cam / in my hotel room / with her boss's wife / home alone.
It was hot. Thanks for reading.
That should about cover it. You know I love every word you write and hope you never stop.
There is a solution to keep happy those who complain(?) about your War & Peace masterpieces. Just insert the following snippet at the beginning of any of your terrific (if a bit long) posts and the complainers can get straight to the juicy details without having to suffer through your journalistic meanderings.
TLDR
My wife got fucked today by: (circle one) Beau / Jack / Beau&Jack / Her Boss / Guy with big boat / Insurance Agent / Massage Therapist / HVAC guy / Auto Mechanic / Painter / Architect / Me / Other_________.
I jerked off: (choose all that apply) on the bed / kneeling on the floor / leaning on the dresser / in the hallway / listening through the wall in my office / watching on security cam / in my hotel room / with her boss's wife / home alone.
It was hot. Thanks for reading.
That should about cover it. You know I love every word you write and hope you never stop.
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Thanks. That is really funny.subtoall wrote: ↑Sat Nov 23, 2019 6:58 pmDes,
There is a solution to keep happy those who complain(?) about your War & Peace masterpieces. Just insert the following snippet at the beginning of any of your terrific (if a bit long) posts and the complainers can get straight to the juicy details without having to suffer through your journalistic meanderings.
TLDR
My wife got fucked today by: (circle one) Beau / Jack / Beau&Jack / Her Boss / Guy with big boat / Insurance Agent / Massage Therapist / HVAC guy / Auto Mechanic / Painter / Architect / Me / Other_________.
I jerked off: (choose all that apply) on the bed / kneeling on the floor / leaning on the dresser / in the hallway / listening through the wall in my office / watching on security cam / in my hotel room / with her boss's wife / home alone.
It was hot. Thanks for reading.
That should about cover it. You know I love every word you write and hope you never stop.
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Your wife's question is common for us here. That's the thing about adding so many details as I tend to do. It's actually a small part of our lives. Some of those we know say the same about her other past-time activities, which are numerous. I'm reasonably sure that if I answer that in this thread, most would consider it irrelevant to this website's topics and might bore some, so I'll respond to you in a PM. She and I spend much of our time together, having nothing to do with her sexual entanglements. Thanks for writing and best wishes to you both.yielding william wrote: ↑Sat Nov 23, 2019 8:58 amWow! I mean WOWW! Last night I downloaded that last post and my wife read it all to me this morning in bed. Made both of us hot. Everything you write is beyond good but we think that is your masterpiece. I recall two others some time ago we think come close to this one but that doesnt mean its not all great. We both remember that FLAG story you mentioned and know why you wrote that here. We have read her hi school story more times than i can remember. i dont know why some complain about how long your stuff is but i like it. dont stop.
My wife said this woman has one of the greatest marriages on earth. Maybe the best. Thank you (A LOT as you once replied to me in a PM)
- I had to come back to this after I wrote that and add something I forgot - my wife said she wonders how much time your wife could have for you. she seems to do a lot of things besides having sex with other men. i meant to include that question.
~ Des
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That's an insightful point that was recently was driven home in a talk she had with one of those and his parents. It's evidently true.
~ Des
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With the potential of Beau’s dad and your wife sleeping with each other, has there been any conversation regarding Beau and how me might take that, provided he’s informed?
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Des, I fucking envy you and your wife soooo fucking much! The way she owns her own sexuality and how she just seems to accept all this without guilt or discomfort. And how hungry she is for hard cock! My wife has struggled so much with her deepest desires and the guilt those lusts have caused her. Is your wife willing to give lessens?
Sutter
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"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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"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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Hi Sutter. Yeah, we understand that feeling of your wife in that my wife had the same attitude for about a year after I first began asking her to consider dating other men. She wanted to do it but had trouble with conflicting feelings and some suspicion I was trying to trick her into letting me date other women. Another roadblock was our mainline religious beliefs, and we're still church-goers. What brought her to finally agreeing was that her imagination was afire with the idea of fucking others and she ultimately fell into a three month affair with a coworker without my knowledge. When I returned a day earlier than anticipated from a business trip, I found out about it. She confessed at that time it would be difficult to remain faithful thereafter and agreed from that time on she would keep me in the loop. We think other factors that led to her doing this were her premarital sexual experiences and her high school, semi-lesbian club background. She still gets a bit wound-up when recalling those days.SutterKane wrote: ↑Tue Nov 26, 2019 3:12 amDes, I fucking envy you and your wife soooo fucking much! The way she owns her own sexuality and how she just seems to accept all this without guilt or discomfort. And how hungry she is for hard cock! My wife has struggled so much with her deepest desires and the guilt those lusts have caused her. Is your wife willing to give lessons?
Sutter
I can understand your wife's conflicted feelings. We have been asked once before to help talk a wife into trying it, but we declined because we have come to understand this isn't for everyone and can in some circumstances harm a marital relationship. If my wife had continued refusing a few more months, I would have stopped encouraging her to avoid her thinking I was persistently harassing her. I was lucky and she admitted soon after she wished she had gone along with my pleading earlier. She once said she wished we had come to that agreement even before we married, that it would have been a far different honeymoon. I found that a particularly hot thought and we have considered having a second wedding some day to enact just that experience.
Your wife may just need more time to think it through but if she can't bring herself to do it, she is like a majority of married women. My wife ran across an internet article a few days ago that cuckolding is a growing phenomenon as societal attitudes change. I can't recall the percentages she quoted but it's far higher than I had previously thought. I wish the both of you the best, whatever her ultimate decision.
~ Des
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I would beg to differ. It wouldn't be boring at all. I'm sure I'm not the only one who would like to hear more of "the essence" of your and your wife relationship, just the two of you.Des 31 wrote: ↑Sun Nov 24, 2019 8:39 amYour wife's question is common for us here. That's the thing about adding so many details as I tend to do. It's actually a small part of our lives. Some of those we know say the same about her other past-time activities, which are numerous. I'm reasonably sure that if I answer that in this thread, most would consider it irrelevant to this website's topics and might bore some, so I'll respond to you in a PM. She and I spend much of our time together, having nothing to do with her sexual entanglements. Thanks for writing and best wishes to you both.
~ Des
Another issue, of course, I read your very exciting report about Jack and Beau stopping by at your house last friday. I think I have said it already a few times, you're am excellent writer.
But when your wife shouts in throes of passion that "she loves them" to Jack and Beau, doesn't this hurt you at all, even if it just a little?
What is actually the difference when she says "I love you" to you? Sometimes it's difficult to grasp what your wife actually keeps exclusively and only for you, her husband? What are the things that only you make her feel?
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She and I have talked about that. His mother phoned Sunday night and they agreed to spend two nights at our home. Neither she nor my wife actually said the four of us could have sex if all wanted but subtle comments by both women left it clear they both are interested in a foursome. When she hung up, she walked into our home office where I was at the computer, leaned against the desk with her arms folded and said, "I hope you're serious about wanting to fuck her. It's a certainty now." I asked whether she's sure she won't have some jealousy if I have sex with Beau's mom, and she said it would be rude if I didn't and confessed she's actually excited about the idea. She went on, "This is a different situation, so I don't have the same feelings about it as about others."
She has expressed her desire for that to happen for several days now. I like that enthusiasm. Her feelings about Beau is that she is sure his parents would not want him to know if she has sex with his dad, and she sees no reason to tell him. She says that could be a bit complicated if he knew and said, "I think all families have 'secrets,' and this will most likely be one of those." If her assumptions are correct about what's to come about in two and a half weeks, that will be only the second time she has allowed me to have sex with another woman. All I'm personally convinced about is that we both like them and, for whatever reasons, they like us, so we will enjoy their company no matter what their intentions may be.
Among those "subtle comments," in response to a remark by the mom that she enjoyed talking with her, was by my wife who said (approximately), "I'm sure it will be a 'penetrating' conversation. I suspect your husband likes it deep too and I would like that." The woman responded in a sensuous tone, "I'm sure I understand what you mean by that. That tells me we're thinking alike. We both would be thrilled. We have talked it over at length and we both want that." I told my wife she couldn't have been more obvious if she had instead said she wanted her husband's dick in her. She said, "That was my intention. I didn't want to leave any doubt." She confessed fucking him has been excitedly on her mind since swimming naked with the family following Beau's birthday party at their home. It's my impression that's become an obsession to her. I liked that. When she went to the living room to watch a TV movie, I couldn't resist going to our hall bath and jerking off.
~ Des
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