Hotwife Lynda's Greatest Hits

[afagehi7]

More #3:

The guy, who she still refers to as "the jerk", drove her to his place where they fucked like wild animals until about 4am. She said he fucked her 3 or 4 times, including once in the ass. She said he was so horny that she had to blow him just to finish him off, so he couldn't get it up again and would let her leave. She said it was great sex, but really regretted doing it. He later drove her home and she never saw him again.

When I got home, she was looking pretty hungover and I could tell immediately she had been a bad girl. When I asked her what happened, she began crying and told me the story described above. I was so turned on I must have fucked her 3 times while she related what happened. Strangely, she didn't seem to realize that her fucking around is what got me so excited. Over the next few weeks, I made her retell the story over and over while we were in bed. As opposed to encouraging this behavior, I just told her that I understood what happened, that it could happen to anyone and that I forgave her. She thought I was the greatest guy ever, but never took advantage of the situation. I bet I have jerked off to the memory of this story more than 250 times in my life.

Classic HWL. She thinks with her pussy like a man thinks with his cock. Once her kitty is purring for attention, it's on. I can't believe she gave him her ass on a first date. He struck gold. Now he's probably like many of the rest of us in a marriage with lame sex. Also like the rest of us, he's probably jerkin the gerkin thinking about hwl. She certainly made his fantasies come true.

Her friends cheering her on and encouraging her to be a slut is out of sight. Did they care she was married? Did they know you liked hwl being a slut?

You had to forgive her...the peer and beer pressure got her thinking with her second brain.

Very nice. I like the greatest hits.

[hereforthebeer]

I am loving this series Rypmar7

A couple years ago you had another thread that told the story of your meeting Lynda and onward through Carlos. I know the Carlos thing was a bit sketchy at times sadly. I wanted to go back and ready about how you first noticed her and knew what you had found and wanted, but I no longer find that thread. While you may not want all of that back on here, I for one would love to read again about your initial lust for Lynda. :-)

"Lust For Lynda" Sounds like a great movie title.

[rypmar7]

More #3:

The guy, who she still refers to as "the jerk", drove her to his place where they fucked like wild animals until about 4am. She said he fucked her 3 or 4 times, including once in the ass. She said he was so horny that she had to blow him just to finish him off, so he couldn't get it up again and would let her leave. She said it was great sex, but really regretted doing it. He later drove her home and she never saw him again.

When I got home, she was looking pretty hungover and I could tell immediately she had been a bad girl. When I asked her what happened, she began crying and told me the story described above. I was so turned on I must have fucked her 3 times while she related what happened. Strangely, she didn't seem to realize that her fucking around is what got me so excited. Over the next few weeks, I made her retell the story over and over while we were in bed. As opposed to encouraging this behavior, I just told her that I understood what happened, that it could happen to anyone and that I forgave her. She thought I was the greatest guy ever, but never took advantage of the situation. I bet I have jerked off to the memory of this story more than 250 times in my life.

Classic HWL. She thinks with her pussy like a man thinks with his cock. Once her kitty is purring for attention, it's on. I can't believe she gave him her ass on a first date. He struck gold. Now he's probably like many of the rest of us in a marriage with lame sex. Also like the rest of us, he's probably jerkin the gerkin thinking about hwl. She certainly made his fantasies come true.

Her friends cheering her on and encouraging her to be a slut is out of sight. Did they care she was married? Did they know you liked hwl being a slut?

You had to forgive her...the peer and beer pressure got her thinking with her second brain.

Very nice. I like the greatest hits.

Over time as we relived it, it became one of Lynda's hottest experiences. I think her girlfriends cheered her on because they thought I did not know what a little slut she was and they wanted to get her in trouble, since none of them were in good relationships at the time.

[rypmar7]

I am loving this series Rypmar7

A couple years ago you had another thread that told the story of your meeting Lynda and onward through Carlos. I know the Carlos thing was a bit sketchy at times sadly. I wanted to go back and ready about how you first noticed her and knew what you had found and wanted, but I no longer find that thread. While you may not want all of that back on here, I for one would love to read again about your initial lust for Lynda. :-)

"Lust For Lynda" Sounds like a great movie title.

I just started reposting a thread here in the Library called The Hotwife Lynda Biography that may have some of what you are looking for.

[rypmar7]

4.
The 4th of July

Back on July 4, 1999, Lynda and I had been into the hotwife routine for a little over a year. She had been with a handful of guys, always with me watching. We had talked about her being alone with guys who didn't feel comfortable with someone watching, but hadn't really decided anything. None of our friends had any idea about our new lifestyle and we were hoping to keep it quiet. In 1999, July 4 was a Sunday and we had partied heavily on Friday the 2nd and Saturday the 3rd. On the 4th itself, we had been invited on a boat ride by a recently divorced and unattached male friend. 2 other couples were going for a total of 7 of us.

Just as we were about to leave for our friend's house on Sunday morning, my elderly mother called needing some assistance and thinking the holiday was the perfect time for me, since I wasn't working. Reluctantly, I told Mom I would come over and help her out even though she lived over 2 hours away. I told Lynda there was no need to ruin her day and that she should go on the boat ride with our friends. The more we discussed it, I decided I would stay overnight at mom's and drive back the next morning, since it was a work holiday anyway. I don't think either of us dreamed Lynda would have her first 4th of July adventure.

[rypmar7]

Lynda drove to our friend's house(Jim for this story) and our friend Bill was already there. Bill said his wife had gotten too much sun the day before so she was going to pass on the boat ride. Lynda explained to Jim and Bill what had happened to me and they said that it would just be 5 of them then. After waiting on the other couple for about 30 minutes, Jim called them to see where they were. Apparently, they were still asleep and too hungover from the night before to make it. Jim was a little pissed, but decided the 3 of them would go anyway.

Not long into the ride along the waterway, they were all drinking and feeling more festive. By early afternoon. Lynda and Jim were flirting a lot and Bill was cautioning them to be careful. By mid-afternoon, things were getting a little frisky and Bill was feeling uncomfortable. After smoking a joint, Lynda decided there was no reason she shouldn't be topless and quickly removed her bikini top and tossed it aside, much to Jim's delight. Bill, however, was not pleased and insisted they let him off at the next dock because he "didn't want to be a part of what was going to happen". Jim hurriedly found a place to let Bill off and then decided they should take the boat out in the ocean where it was more private. A little distance off the beach, Jim anchored the boat and then turned his attention to Lynda. He mixed her another drink and began telling her how hot her body was. Soon they were kissing and he was fondling her tits. When he went for the kill, she offered token resistance, but her bikini bottoms were no match for a horny man. Jim wasted no time getting his suit off and driving his very hard cock into Lynda's pussy. They had hot sweaty sex on the deck of the boat. After Lynda's 2nd screaming orgasm, Jim erupted filling her with his load and they collapsed in exhaustion.

After they regained their senses Lynda was still horny and worked on his cock until he was rock hard again. She mounted him for round 2 which had the same result. She said they cooled down having drinks in the nude on the bow of the boat.

[rypmar7]

continued-

Lynda said Jim stalled around, not wanting to take her or the boat back in. She said when she told him that she probably should stay at his place, since she had been drinking, he couldn't get the anchor up fast enough to head back in. When they got back to his place, they each took a shower and then met in his bedroom naked and refreshed. Apparently, over the next hour or two, Jim proved himself to be quite an expert at oral sex and had Lynda cumming over and over. She said she was screaming at him to put it in her and fuck her hard, but he continued driving her crazy with his tongue. When he started licking her asshole, it was too much for her to take and finally got away from him. She insisted that he fuck her and boy did he ever. Lynda said she had only had sex that good a once or twice in her life and that Jim was hard all night. She said every time they took a break to get a drink and a snack, they would get too horny and would start screwing on the kitchen counter, the couch, the living room rug, etc.

She spent the night with him and said he woke her for sex again in the middle of the night. In the morning, she awoke with him on top of her about to enter her again and said the sex was just as good that time. They took a shower together and fucked once more in the shower. She then borrowed a t-shirt and they went out to breakfast where she said she obviously looked like a conquest from the night before. At breakfast they ran into 2 guys Jim knew form somewhere. Lynda said he introduced her to them as the wife of a friend of his who had spent the night with him. She said they had a good chuckle and although she was very embarrassed, she was also very turned on. This resulted in their having one last fuck back at his place before she headed home.

[rypmar7]

Lynda only beat me home by a few minutes and I think had forgotten she was married during her adventure with Jim, since she had never called or let me know. She also had not returned my messages, so I was a little bent out of shape when I got home. Lynda soon took care of that, however, by telling me what had happened with Jim. She was so content and still had such a warm sexual glow that it was an incredible turn-on. I couldn't stop fucking her as she told me more and more details and she remarked that she hadn't seen me be able fuck over and over and stay hard like I was in years. She said I shouldn't be upset, but should be thanking her for my renewed sexual abilities(and thanking Jim she added. I can see it now, "Hello, Jim, just calling to thank you for fucking my wife so good").

After the sexual frenzy died down, we debated what to do now that all of our friends would know very soon, if they didn't already, that Jim had fucked Lynda. Should we pretend nothing happened, or it was a drunken one-time thing, or act cool and say we have an open marriage? I knew Bill would think any of the choices were terrible. Lynda also made it clear she wanted to hook up with Jim again, so we weren't sure how to handle that. Did she pretend she was cheating? Try to explain hotwifing to him? Use the open marriage thing? We finally decided to go with cheating for Jim and a one-time thing for everyone else. We would tell them that Lynda told me everything and that we were fine and hope the gossip died down eventually. With Jim, Lynda would act like she confessed to me and I was furious, but she still wanted to see him again. This would give us control over when and where, but would make it hard for me to watch.

[rypmar7]

As it turned out, none of our friends were too shocked by what Lynda had done. It seems apparently most of them thought she was a slut already, so this was just more of the same. Jim, however, was terrified that I was going to kill him, so he was very distant for a very long time. He and Lynda did have a couple of trysts, but she said they were nothing like the first time. He was too uptight worrying about me and the reckless abandon of the first time was gone. The experience did start the process of bringing us out of the closet, so to speak, about hotwifing. All of our male friends now wanted a crack at Lynda and their wives wanted her to stay far away. In conversations that I had with different friends, it slowly came out that not only did I not object to Lynda fucking other guys, I wanted her to do it and encouraged her to screw around as much as possible. Of course, many thought I was insane, some just didn't believe me and others took it in stride

[afagehi7]

More #3:

The guy, who she still refers to as "the jerk", drove her to his place where they fucked like wild animals until about 4am. She said he fucked her 3 or 4 times, including once in the ass. She said he was so horny that she had to blow him just to finish him off, so he couldn't get it up again and would let her leave. She said it was great sex, but really regretted doing it. He later drove her home and she never saw him again.

When I got home, she was looking pretty hungover and I could tell immediately she had been a bad girl. When I asked her what happened, she began crying and told me the story described above. I was so turned on I must have fucked her 3 times while she related what happened. Strangely, she didn't seem to realize that her fucking around is what got me so excited. Over the next few weeks, I made her retell the story over and over while we were in bed. As opposed to encouraging this behavior, I just told her that I understood what happened, that it could happen to anyone and that I forgave her. She thought I was the greatest guy ever, but never took advantage of the situation. I bet I have jerked off to the memory of this story more than 250 times in my life.

Classic HWL. She thinks with her pussy like a man thinks with his cock. Once her kitty is purring for attention, it's on. I can't believe she gave him her ass on a first date. He struck gold. Now he's probably like many of the rest of us in a marriage with lame sex. Also like the rest of us, he's probably jerkin the gerkin thinking about hwl. She certainly made his fantasies come true.

Her friends cheering her on and encouraging her to be a slut is out of sight. Did they care she was married? Did they know you liked hwl being a slut?

You had to forgive her...the peer and beer pressure got her thinking with her second brain.

Very nice. I like the greatest hits.

Over time as we relived it, it became one of Lynda's hottest experiences. I think her girlfriends cheered her on because they thought I did not know what a little slut she was and they wanted to get her in trouble, since none of them were in good relationships at the time.

What made it so hot for her?

[rypmar7]

More #3:

The guy, who she still refers to as "the jerk", drove her to his place where they fucked like wild animals until about 4am. She said he fucked her 3 or 4 times, including once in the ass. She said he was so horny that she had to blow him just to finish him off, so he couldn't get it up again and would let her leave. She said it was great sex, but really regretted doing it. He later drove her home and she never saw him again.

When I got home, she was looking pretty hungover and I could tell immediately she had been a bad girl. When I asked her what happened, she began crying and told me the story described above. I was so turned on I must have fucked her 3 times while she related what happened. Strangely, she didn't seem to realize that her fucking around is what got me so excited. Over the next few weeks, I made her retell the story over and over while we were in bed. As opposed to encouraging this behavior, I just told her that I understood what happened, that it could happen to anyone and that I forgave her. She thought I was the greatest guy ever, but never took advantage of the situation. I bet I have jerked off to the memory of this story more than 250 times in my life.

Classic HWL. She thinks with her pussy like a man thinks with his cock. Once her kitty is purring for attention, it's on. I can't believe she gave him her ass on a first date. He struck gold. Now he's probably like many of the rest of us in a marriage with lame sex. Also like the rest of us, he's probably jerkin the gerkin thinking about hwl. She certainly made his fantasies come true.

Her friends cheering her on and encouraging her to be a slut is out of sight. Did they care she was married? Did they know you liked hwl being a slut?

You had to forgive her...the peer and beer pressure got her thinking with her second brain.

Very nice. I like the greatest hits.

Over time as we relived it, it became one of Lynda's hottest experiences. I think her girlfriends cheered her on because they thought I did not know what a little slut she was and they wanted to get her in trouble, since none of them were in good relationships at the time.

What made it so hot for her?

I think the way he overcame her resistance, her friends cheering him on and the fact she had great sex with a guy she did not like.

[afagehi7]

Classic HWL. She thinks with her pussy like a man thinks with his cock. Once her kitty is purring for attention, it's on. I can't believe she gave him her ass on a first date. He struck gold. Now he's probably like many of the rest of us in a marriage with lame sex. Also like the rest of us, he's probably jerkin the gerkin thinking about hwl. She certainly made his fantasies come true.

Her friends cheering her on and encouraging her to be a slut is out of sight. Did they care she was married? Did they know you liked hwl being a slut?

You had to forgive her...the peer and beer pressure got her thinking with her second brain.

Very nice. I like the greatest hits.

Over time as we relived it, it became one of Lynda's hottest experiences. I think her girlfriends cheered her on because they thought I did not know what a little slut she was and they wanted to get her in trouble, since none of them were in good relationships at the time.

What made it so hot for her?

I think the way he overcame her resistance, her friends cheering him on and the fact she had great sex with a guy she did not like.

I think her friends encouraging her to be a married slut and cheat on her husband probably got her hot. She likes to play that game.

[rypmar7]

Over time as we relived it, it became one of Lynda's hottest experiences. I think her girlfriends cheered her on because they thought I did not know what a little slut she was and they wanted to get her in trouble, since none of them were in good relationships at the time.

What made it so hot for her?

I think the way he overcame her resistance, her friends cheering him on and the fact she had great sex with a guy she did not like.

I think her friends encouraging her to be a married slut and cheat on her husband probably got her hot. She likes to play that game.

Yes, she really does!

[rypmar7]

#5: Lynda Cheats Again

Back when Lynda and I first got married, she tried hard (without much success) to be faithful to her new husband. She would make it about 11 months and then cheat with somebody. Sometimes it was someone new and sometimes it was a repeat from earlier years. Sometimes I found out and sometimes I didn't. This is one of those times I didn't find out about until many years later.

I am not sure when this story started, but it is somewhere between 1990 and 1994. If we pick 1993 for purposes of the story, Lynda would have been 32 and we would have been married for 10+ years. Back then, most of our immediate circle of friends were married and many had young children. Those who weren't married tended to migrate to the outside edge of the circle of friends since they had different interests and obligations. One of these fringe friends was a very attractive and arrogant guy named Jim. He lived in a dumpy place down by the beach and preyed on tourist girls. It seemed like he was fucking some new hot body every time you saw him. He was 6'4" and in perfect shape. He was good looking and aggressive, but Lynda and her friends and wives of friends thought he was obnoxious. He was the type you expected to find filming Girls Gone Wild, or at least fucking half of the girls who were flashing for the camera. I never knew him to have a girlfriend. It was fuck them once or twice and move on. His type of girl was very different than the girls most of his friends had married.

Whenever Jim was around a function with his married friends, he always made a point of telling the wives how he was at a bikini contest at some dive bar and ended up fucking the runner-up. He reveled in the disapproval he received from our wives and would half jokingly remind them that they were all welcome in his bed any time. The girls would laugh and act offended, but I think most enjoyed the flirting. Lynda would always laugh when Jim's name was mentioned and say "what an asshole." Maybe he saw potential in Lynda because he always paid her a little more attention than the others and always made 2 sexual comments to her for every 1 to someone else. Still, Lynda was not a hotwife at that time, no one but me knew she would cheat often, and we only saw Jim every few months, so nothing ever happened.

[rypmar7]

#5:

One weekend in 1993, I was doing a guys trip with some buddies for an out-of-town sporting event. We were leaving on Thursday morning and coming home on Sunday night. Lynda was staying home with our kids and our nanny, since she was still working full time back then. After I left on Thursday, she got a call from a single girlfriend of hers inviting her to go with her to a function on Friday night after work. The friend was a member of some charity that had rehabbed an old historic house and it was the grand opening to show off their work. The hope was that the house and grounds could be rented out for weddings, parties, etc. to make money for the charity. This was an open bar party to show it off to the members, plus the contributors and everyone who had physically worked on the project. Seemed a little stuffy to Lynda, but since I was out of town and her friend had free $100 tickets, so she decided to go.

After work on Friday, she met her friend in the parking lot of the event and they went in, took the tour and then grabbed a couple of free drinks. Lynda did not know one person there other than her friend. About 7:00 when they headed back to the bar for another round of drinks, Lynda nearly walked into our friend Jim who was leaving the bar with 2 drinks. They were shocked to see each other there and Jim said someone had given him one of the $100 tickets at a bar at the beach. He said he thought he would check it out, but it was a little boring for him. He then made a few very flirtatious remarks about Lynda's appearance and was gone. Her friend asked who the jerk was and Lynda cracked up and told her about Jim and how she always called him an asshole. Her friend said he was a scumbag and they left it at that.

Later, while getting round 3, they again saw Jim at the bar. This time he asked where I was and Lynda told him I was out of town for the weekend, which as the wrong thing to say. He lit up and started hitting on her in earnest now and saying how she should hang out with him for the weekend. Lynda reminded him that she was married and her friend jumped in saying that he was a lowlife and to leave them alone. He was unfazed and told Lynda if she wanted to have a good time, he would be around a little longer. The girls got their drinks and retreated to a distant spot. While he friend was dog cussing Jim, they saw him walk across the lawn toward the parking lot and heard him say goodbye to somebody, so they were glad he was leaving.

By the time the girls finished their drinks, it was 9:00 pm. Her friend said that she was going to head for home and Lynda agreed that it was time to go home. They walked out to the parking lot, said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, since they were at different ends of the lot. Lynda got into her car and called our nanny to see how the kids were doing. After a brief call, she was ready to go home.

[rypmar7]

#5:

Lynda had just started the car when she decided she really should have hit the rest room on the way out before driving home. Since she was so close and it was early, she decided to go back in and use the bath room. She stopped the car, got out and locked it and headed back across the lawn to the event house. She was happy to find no line at the ladies room and was quickly in and out. She had just made it back to the entrance to the parking lot when Jim rushed up, hurrying back to the party. Lynda cringed as Jim said, "Well, hello again, sexy Lynda. Where are you going? Have a hot date tonight?" Lynda rolled her eyes and said she was going home. Jim told her it was silly to go home when her man was out of town, adding "while the cat's away..." Lynda said to Jim that she thought he had left and he said he had, but at the bar he went to, there was no one there as hot as Lynda, so he came back. She told him good night and started walking to her car.

Jim chased after her saying that now that her bitchy friend was gone, she could have drink with him. He kept begging, "just one drink" and "no one will know - no one here knows us". She said that if she had a drink with him, he would go around telling everyone that she slept with him. Jim responded that she would have to be awfully damn good in bed for him to mention it to anyone and then added, no offense, but you've been married for years and out of the loop. Little did he know at the time, but that was probably the smartest thing he ever said in his life. I'm sure that Lynda took that as a challenge because she said the next thing she knew she was telling him "okay, one drink, but just one." Jim put out his arm, Lynda took it, and he escorted her back to the bar.

By this time, the crowd was thinning out quite a bit and they were able to sit at the wooden bar that had been added to the restored family room of the house. There, Jim turned on the charm and was doing his best to smooth talk Lynda into going home with him. Lynda found herself actually enjoying his company and liked the seductive version of Jim must better than the caveman version. She said it did feel good to be so obviously wanted by a single stud who was used to fucking Playboy playmate material. As she sipped down the last of her drink, she thought how this had been good for her ego and maybe Jim would go tell lies about her. She almost hoped he did, but she had to go now and slipped off the bar stool to leave.

[rypmar7]

#5:

As Lynda hopped off the bar stool and went to say goodnight to Jim, he seemed surprised and asked where she was going so fast. She told him she had to get home and reminded him that he had said "just one drink" and that's what she had with him. He then asked what he was supposed to do with her drink as the bartender set down a second round. Lynda gave Jim the evil eye and said she was going to the restroom and then leaving. He just said "whatever" and off she went. When she came out of the restroom, she walked over to the bar where Jim was sitting to tell him she was leaving. She said that Jim did not try to convince her to stay, so she felt relieved. She took a sip of her drink since it was just sitting there going to waste, when the bartender put down another round. Even Jim seemed surprised by this and the bartender said that the sooner he got rid of the booze, the sooner he could go home. He was then giving shots and doubles to everyone up and down the bar. Jim looked at Lynda and said it was his lucky day and that you sure can't beat the price. With some coaxing, Jim got Lynda back on the bar stool and having her drink.

The conversation flowed smoothly and Jim was telling Lynda how lucky I was to have a wife like her, how he could never get married, how he couldn't even keep a girlfriend - all the nonsense that girls eat up and Lynda was no exception. Soon, she was on the 3rd drink and Jim had her swooning over him. When the bartender said it was time to go, they jumped up, Jim put his arm on Lynda's back and guided her out of the house. He kept a hand on her as they walked across the lawn to the parking lot. Jim was directing her along until she realized they had passed her car. She stopped Jim and told him that her car was back there and he said he was planning to drive her back to his place and that he would bring her back to her car later. Lynda laughed and told him absolutely not.

Reluctantly, Jim let Lynda turn around and he followed her back to his car. He pointed out to her that it was only 10:30 - still early - and that they should party some more. Lynda laughingly said that she had 3 more drinks when she was only going to have 1, so she needed to get home while she still could. In a kidding fashion, Jim reminded her that these opportunities in life only come around on rare occasions and that it's a bad decision to let one pass by without taking advantage of it. Lynda laughed and said, "you don't give up, do you?" and he said this wasn't just any other ordinary opportunity. Lynda told him that she was flattered, but that she was going home. He looked deflated as she leaned over, said goodnight, and gave him a peck on the lips.

[rypmar7]

#5:

As Lynda withdrew from giving Jim the quick peck goodnight kiss, Jim stepped in and wrapped her up in his powerful arms and kissed her deeply. She just let him go, but then he kissed her long and hard again, then a third time. Jim said that he was not going to let her leave until she kissed him back and Lynda said okay. The fourth kiss saw Lynda respond and soon they were hungrily kissing each other. Apparently, this was the tipping point on the scales and Lynda made no effort to break their kiss. Soon, their hands were roaming over each other and she was going after Jim just as much as he was after her. When they finally came up for air, Jim said, "So, it's my place, then?" and with a big smile Lynda said "You're on."

Lynda locked her car and let Jim put his arm around her and walk her to his car. Once in the car, he was saying how psyched he was that she was going home with him and guaranteeing her she was going to have a good time and enjoy herself. Lynda told him that it better be special after all of his boasting. She reminded him that she was taking a big chance and cheating on her husband, so this had better be great or all her girlfriends would hear what a fraud he is. Jim just laughed and told her she would be telling her friends it was her best night ever. The short drive went quickly and soon Jim was opening the door for Lynda and she was in his place.

She thought about all the sluts and barflies he had undoubtedly brought there before her. She also thought of the incredibly hot babes she had seen him with. She thought how she was no match for these hot girls winning bikini contests, the strippers and the models that had gone before her. She said that she started to regret the decision to go home with him, not because she would be having sex with him and be a married woman cheating on her husband, but only because she thought she couldn't compare to those girls. Lynda said that she was really afraid that Jim would be sorely disappointed with her after he had put so much effort into getting her back there. While Lynda was regretting her decision, Jim walked over, took her in his arms, and said, "Let's get naked." Lynda stammered and said we haven't been here 5 minutes, but Jim said more forcefully, "Let's get naked!"

[rypmar7]

#5:

Let's get naked!" Jim urged, not in a demanding way, but in a fun way. It was like a kid saying "last one in the water is a rotten egg." Lynda said she was as nervous as she had ever been before going to bed with somebody for the first time. She was sure her body paled in comparison to the hard bodies Jim was used to fucking and felt very self-conscious. She wasn't sure what happened, but next thing she remembers they were both completely nude and he was carrying her into his bedroom. She saw the tired old double bed and thought to herself that he could at least get a queen size bed to entertain all the talent he was bringing back there. He put her down on the bed on her back and hovered over her soaking in the sight. Lynda tried to cover up and asked him what he was staring at. Jim said he was staring at another man's wife that he was getting ready to fuck and it don't get no better than that. Thinking Jim was be disappointed with a straight fuck, she jumped up and off the bed. She knelt in front of Jim with the intent of giving him a blow job to try to compete with the Girls Gone Wild type girls.

For the first time, she saw what an impressive cock Jim was sporting. She was face to face to with a long, hard, thick cock that wanted her badly. She said it had to be 8 inches long and was thicker than average without being ridiculous. It was upturned at the tip and just a very attractive looking specimen. Lynda eased her face down to it and extended her tongue to lick the tip. She flicked it up and down and then all around the head. Soon, she took the head in her mouth and slowly let saliva run down the shaft. She pumped with her tiny left hand spreading saliva up and down the cock as lubricant. It wasn't long before she was bobbing up and down on as much as she could easily take, while giving him a hand job in conjunction with her sucking. Jim was loving it and saying things about how great it was to have a married woman sucking his cock and how another man's wife was blowing him. Lynda was really getting into it and sucked and pumped faster and faster. She told him she loved his cock between slurps and was making as much noise as she could while sucking him.

She went to work on his balls and this really got to Jim and she could tell he was close to cumming already. Lynda went for the kill while Jim was wailing, "God damn, that feels so good!" Jim then snarled that he was going to cum and Lynda pulled it out of her mouth while continuing to pump it telling him to cum on her face. She pumped harder while working the underside of his cock head with the tip of her tongue. This was too much for Jim to last any longer and he exploded yelling out "Oh you Slut! You slut!" as he pumped cum all over her face and in her hair. She had pulled the tip of his cock out of her mouth when she tasted the first of his cum and aimed it up to make sure she was covered in jizz. Once Jim had fired his last shot, Lynda took his softening cock and rubbed it all over her face smearing the cum everywhere. Jim was really turned on by this and while still catching his breath said he had no idea she was such a freak and does her husband know how to handle a hot little slut like her.

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Lynda felt she had won round one and that now her lack of a racehorse body would not be so noticeable. Jim moved quickly and soon had Lynda flat on her back spread eagle on the bed. He lowered his face between her legs and buried it in her pussy. Her sucked and licked before he began working his big thick fingers into her pussy while sucking on her clit. He had Lynda bucking up and down in no time and continued the tongue lashing he was giving her through a strong wave of orgasm. By then Jim was rock hard again and they were both frantic to get his cock in her pussy. She said there were 3 hands on it lining it up and pushing it inside her. As Jim forced his big cock inside Lynda, she thought it would never stop. There still seemed to be more of it until he was finally bottomed out and buried inside her. He then started to pump in and out and slowly picked up the pace. Lynda immediately felt that he was an expert cocksman and reveled in each thrust. He would pull out until just the tip was still barely inside her pussy before gliding it back all the way in. She said at that moment, she thought she had never had anything feel better.

Jim had quite the staying power and things turned into a blur. He fucked her through one good hard orgasm before turning her over and taking her doggie style. She couldn't believe how deeply she was being penetrated in that position and didn't last long before dissolving into another long orgasm. Jim was quite proud of himself and her moans and cries only inflamed him more and drove him to greater heights. By the time that Jim came again, filling her with his cum, Lynda felt like she had been experiencing one long continuous wave of cumming and was spent. They collapsed in a sweaty heap and gasped for breath. Eventually, Jim told Lynda that she was incredible and that all of their friends would be hearing about their night together. Lynda was embarrassed and asked him please to not say anything to anybody. He said that since everyone was going to know, she might as well stay all night and enjoy it, and much to his pleasant surprise, she jumped at the idea with a quick "OK!"

Jim went into the bathroom to clean up a little and then Lynda wandered in to wash the cum off her face and out of her hair. They were both still naked as Jim stood watching her clean up and clearly enjoying the view. When Lynda was finally finished, she turned to find Jim standing in the doorway semi-hard. She walked over and grabbed his cock with one hand and asked "Is this for me?" before giving Jim a kiss. She couldn't give me much detail, but she ended up on top this time riding Jim while he played with her tits and told her how hot she was. After a long fuck and intense orgasms, they both fell asleep.

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At some point in the middle of the night, Lynda remembered feeling something poking her. As she came to, she realized it was Jim's very hard cock and remembered where she was. She rolled over on her back and pulled him on top of her. She couldn't spread her legs fast enough or wide enough to get Jim's hard cock in there. It was a quick rough fuck where she was soon filled with cum and then trapped under Jim's sleeping body. Lynda is only 5'2", so at 6'4", he was huge compared to her. Eventually, she freed herself and went back to sleep, full of his cum.

Lynda woke first in the morning and got up and took a shower. When she got dried off and walked out into the bedroom wearing just a towel, Jim was just waking up. He liked what he saw and got up and went to pull her back into bed. She insisted she had to get going, but he wouldn't hear of it and reminded her that she did not have her car. She borrowed his phone, as she had done when they first arrived the night before, and called our nanny. The night before, she had told the nanny she had a few drinks and was sleeping over at her girlfriend's house. Now, she told her that they were going out to breakfast and that she would be home after that. She hung up the phone, dropped the towel, and turned and began kissing Jim. She worked her way down to his cock and went to work on it like the night before. This time, however, Jim stopped her before she made him cum, picked her up and tossed her down on the bed. He then began fucking her like a madman, eventually putting her legs up over his shoulders. He was practically standing up on the bed and driving his cock downward deep into her pussy as hard as he could. He had Lynda cumming over and over as he pounded her. Mercifully, he finally came inside her and she swore she felt him spurting inside her because he was in so deep and she was so stretched.

After he had spurted the last drop of his cum inside my wife's pussy, he said flatly, "Get dressed. I'll drive you back to your car." She put on the clothes from the night before and it certainly looked like the walk of shame as she worked her heels back on her feet. Jim threw on some shorts and a tee shirt and said, "Let's go" with no emotion or any sound of feeling in his voice. They made the 5 minute drive virtually in silence. She tried to make small talk, but he had little to say. When he pulled up where her car was, he did not get out. She thanked him, but there was no goodbye kiss or anything other than a "see you around." Lynda felt a little hurt, but got in her car and drove home to her kids.

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When Lynda got home that Saturday morning, the kids were happy to see her and acted like nothing had happened at all - almost like they didn't notice she had not come home the night before. The nanny, however, had been around the block a few times and clearly was not buying the "had a few drinks and slept at my girlfriend's" story, although she never said anything. Years later that same nanny became a co-conspirator in Lynda's frequent extramarital sexual escapades. That morning, though, the nanny just gave her knowing looks with a wry smile.

All through that day and the rest of the weekend, Lynda went back and forth between relishing the memory of the incredible sex she had with Jim and feeling the sting of the slap in the face by Jim with the way things ended. She would get horny and then depressed. She would feel exhilarated that she had passed the test and then ashamed that she had been used. She would think how there was nobody she could talk to about it, but then she would get a panic attack about what if I found out. What if Jim told everybody like he said he would. Then, she would think, what if he didn't. Would that mean she didn't rate after all? She was very conflicted, but assumed she and Jim would never hook up again. Back then the only cell phones were bricks that barely worked and she only had one because of having small kids at home. She was sure Jim didn't even have one. Of course, the internet was still being discovered by most people, so there would be no connecting by computer either. This relieved her to an extent and she decided she had now once again had her fun, so she needed to be a good wife and mother for as long as she could.

When I got home Sunday night, I was greeted by a very sweet and conservatively dressed wife playing the good wife role to the hilt. I had no idea about her romp with Jim and she wasn't offering any confessions. No one else ever said anything either and I never heard about Lynda's tryst with Jim. About 4 months later, Lynda and I ran into Jim at some party and he greeted me like normal, but was very odd with his greeting of Lynda. He said "Well, hello there Lynda" in a very high pitched voice like he was making fun of something or someone. It gave me the impression that they had been in communication recently and had shared some sort of inside joke. He drifted off without another word and I asked Lynda what was up with the way he acted and she said he'a always been weird and brushed it off. It did seem to make her uncomfortable, but I had nothing to go with it, so I let it drop. It turns out that night really was the first communication Lynda and Jim had since their night of fucking.

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#5:

Obviously, there is more to the story. Over the years, Lynda and I would occasionally run into Jim at a bar, or see him out on the boat, or at a friend's party, but there never seemed to be anything between them and I never heard any report of Jim fucking Lynda. As a result, I never suspected a thing. My wife had successfully cheated on me and gotten away with it. Now, I know that the brush off Jim gave Lynda after fucking her on that Saturday morning had not set well with Lynda. Strangely, she apparently wanted to fuck him again to prove to him and herself that she was better than a one night stand. She never did anything to try to put that plan in action though.

Fast forward to the end of the millennium and Lynda was officially a hotwife and things were going great. On December 31, 1999, she started some New Year's Eve confessions about cheating she had done while married, but before her hotwife days. These confessions continued throughout 2000, but Jim was not one of them. Sometime that fall, we ran into Jim at a beach bar he was known to frequent. This time we sat and had drinks with him and when we were leaving he said to come see him any time, that he's usually at that bar. On the way home, Lynda started beating around the bush about Jim and finally blurted out that she cheated with Jim one night years ago. At first I was very unhappy about it and felt sick to my stomach. As she started to tell me the details, however, I got very turned on and was soon hard as a rock. We had a hot sex talk on the way home and practically ran to the bedroom to fuck. While I pounded her, I was calling her a cheating lying slut, which had us fucking like wild animals.

The next day, I made Lynda retell the story insisting on more details, and then we had wild sex again. This pattern went on for days until finally one Saturday afternoon, we were talking about the way Jim snubbed her that morning, or so she felt. I said that if she really needed to fuck him again for her psyche, that she knew where to find him. I suggested she drive down to that bar and find Jim and tell him I was out of town again and remind him what he said about these opportunities. She said she couldn't do that, but I kept egging her on. It was clear to me she wanted to, but she was still playing it through in her mind. Finally, she decided she did want to give it a try and went to get ready.

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The plan was for Lynda not to let Jim know that she was a hotwife, or that I knew. She was to be the cheating wife out for the night. She drove down to the bar alone, dressed to attract some male attention. The place was crowded and she looked around for Jim with no success. She made 2 or 3 rounds of the place before a guy asked if he could help her. She said she was looking for somebody and the guy started hitting on her. She got away from him and finally found a spot at one of the bars. As each guy came up to hit on her, she asked them if they knew Jim and described what he looked like. No one knew him, but telling people she was waiting for him was enough to chase most of the guys off. After about an hour, she did meet a guy who said he knew Jim. He was kind of a seedy looking guy and proceeded to hit on her as much as possible. After having a couple of drinks with the guy, she made her way around the bar again, but still no Jim. She went back to his friend at the bar and said she was leaving, but the next time he saw Jim to tell him she was there looking for him. The guy said he would, but that he would never remember and told her to write down her name and phone number for him, so he could give it to Jim. Lynda said nice try and left.

When she got to her car, she had another idea. She wrote a note to Jim on a piece of paper saying that she was there looking for him and to give her a call if he was ever interested in hooking up again. She wrote her cell number on the note, found an envelope she used for receipts, dumped the receipts and sealed the note up inside. She then wrote Jim's name on the outside and went back into the bar. She made her way to the main bar and asked the bartender if he knew Jim. She described him and he played along like he did. She asked him if he would give Jim the envelope next time he came in and he said sure and took it from her. She then called me that she never found Jim and was coming home. Something about the effort though, had made her all hot and bothered and we had great sex again thanks to Jim. She vowed that she would try again soon.

Lynda never heard from Jim, but we talked about our plan all week. She decided to go to the bar on Thursday night to see if she had better luck finding Jim. She went earlier and the place was only moderately busy. Again, there was no sign of Jim. She made the rounds and again could not find him. She took a seat at the main bar and asked the bartender if he knew Jim. She started to describe him and he immediately said that everyone there knows "Big Jim". She told him that the other bartender didn't and how she gave him a note to give Jim. He looked around and found the envelope unopened behind the cash register. That made Lynda feel much better knowing Jim had not seen her note and just decided that he wasn't interested. The bartender gave the envelope back to her and said that if she waited there long enough, she could give it to him herself.

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Lynda did wait for Jim and sat at the bar and ordered a beer. She had quite a conversation with the bartender before deciding to switch to a cosmo for her 2nd drink. A guy sat down next to her at the bar and she got really chatty with him. She said he seemed like a nice guy and was making no move like he was trying to pick her up or anything. She had another cosmo and was just finishing it when the bartender said to her, well here he is now. She turned to see Jim walking up behind her. She was so happy to see him that she jumped up off the bar stool and hugged him. Jim was certainly surprised by this and asked Lynda what she was doing there. "Looking for you!" was her bubbly response. The bartender then added that she had been there Saturday night looking for him and had left a note for Jim with the bartender. Jim and the bartender exchanged a sly knowing grin as the bartender suggested to Lynda that she give him the note.

Lynda took the envelope out of her purse, but before giving it to Jim tried to explain what was going on. She said remember that night we spent together years ago, and Jim said he did with a smile. Lynda went on to say how Jim said when these opportunities come by you have to take advantage of them and that's what they did that night. She said that after seeing him at the bar recently it got her thinking about that and when hubby was out of town last Saturday, she had another opportunity and came looking for him. The guy sitting next to her at the bar was like, shit, it's that easy for you, buddy? Lynda gave Jim the envelope and she read the note which basically said just what she told him, plus to call her if he was ever interested. Jim smiled and told her he was definitely interested. At that point the guy sitting next to her gave up his seat so Jim could sit down.

Jim asked her what she was doing there on a Thursday night if I was no longer out of town. Lynda said she had told me she was going out drinking with some girlfriends and was going to crash at one of their places, so she didn't have to drive home. Jim said it was an excellent plan and ordered a round of drinks. This time it was more Lynda seducing Jim and pressing him to go back to his place. I guess it was hard for him to adjust to be chased, rather than doing the chasing, but after a few drinks and some shots, he was ready. He lived at a different place not far from the bar, so Lynda followed him home in her car. She called me on the way to tell me that she would be spending the night at Jim's and would see me when I got home from work on Friday night.