My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[Des 31]

Thanks for your inputs,]johnstevens555 and afagehi7. That makes sense, and afagehi7 seems close enough to an insider that I’m convinced. I’ll get around to that soon.

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Gigi went by Parker’s home after work tonight to pick up the key he offered to his golf villa as she might need in the future. She also wished to see his place, which she understands to be rather large and well-stocked with extras.

She phoned and said she would be late getting home, probably around 8:30, an hour before we typically go to bed. She didn’t need to add they will be fucking. I assumed that, so I’m sure she is getting well drilled as I’m here awaiting her return.

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As an aside, how do I go about listing our region's correct time when posting messages here? (Or is it automatic and being changed by using VPN software?)

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

Des, I think you can get a good idea of the time situation by comparing the time you sent your last message with the time I received it here on the East Coast. I show you posted it at 9:04 PM and I am writing this at 11:24 PM. So that may help in your time thoughts.

BTW, I enjoyed your recent few posts but I haven't had time to comment. But you already know I have said previously to write what you want and ignore anyone who would want you to change that!! I hope Gigi managed to get home before your bedtime!!!

Rascal

[Tracey52]

The time stamp I see is when it’s posted in my time zone, not the time you posted it in your or your VPNs time zone.

[afagehi7]

The time stamp I see is when it’s posted in my time zone, not the time you posted it in your or your VPNs time zone.

If he's VPN then the time stamp would be in the city of VPN connection.

Des just connect via a different city and test it.

[Des 31]

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I hope Gigi managed to get home before your bedtime!!!
Rascal

Thanks for the input on that. And yeah, Rascal, she was home before we went to bed but about twenty minutes later than she had estimated earlier that afternoon. I have had two successive nights of listening to her rendition of her time with Parker. Almost every time I again hear her tell about whatever she and another guy had been doing, she recalls while following up her stories more details she hadn't before told me.

Because I had mentioned here where she was Monday night, I didn't plan on writing anymore about it here. But having listened to portions of her tale again on our bedside recorder of it this morning, I changed my mind. She blew my mind. I'll be leaving for the office in a while but will write all here about it sometime tonight.

Lot of talk there about other things too. Since many here say they don't mind the non-sexual parts, maybe I'll include some of that.

~ Des

[Nfhw]

The more we know of your lives, the better the erotic adventures become!

[Des 31]

I'm at home this afternoon. Following my brief mention here that Parker was in the throes of fucking my wife at his home last Monday afternoon, I thought it unnecessary to follow up with all that went on that night. But since Rascal above mentioned it - - and for the reason most apparently don’t mind my inclusion of the non-sexual parts of my wife’s life and experiences - - this seems a good time to add a bit of that, along with some details about her romp last night with Parker. Two nights' sessions of her telling me all she recalls about it were recorded on our bedside recorder for me to later add to my journal.

In the past, I thought these details as herein were no more than fluff that could be overlooked. So, at least this time, each here can decide for him(or her)self.

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Over the past eight years my wife has been dating other men, my greatest pleasure has been the ways it has strengthened our marriage. My greatest excitation is mostly three things – The anticipation of waiting for a guy to come to our home or when she is prepping to leave our home and drive to his place. Whenever I’m secretly watching at our home or she is later telling me about their encounters elsewhere, my mind turns to mush at the moment his stiff dick first enters her cunt; and then there’s her breathtaking reaction when she climaxes. She moans and sighs when guys are hotly fucking her and wailing like a banshee when she orgasms. I’m often shuddering and whimpering like a kid whose candy was just taken away as I’m jerking off wildly.

At times when she is alone or away with another, I don’t always get the full picture until the second or third time she has narrated her story. I often interrupt my wife with questions, but she doesn’t mind. Because she was late getting home Monday, I heard the most of her night’s encounter while in bed Tuesday night. I guess I can best tell it here by merging those two nights into a single narrative.

I don’t recall writing here any description of Parker. (Their first time together is found on p. 167 in this thread.) He’s 6’1”, three inches taller than me and two taller than my wife. At 46, he’s in great shape and comes across as one might think of as a youthful CEO. His hair is black with streaks of gray at the temples and a few gray strands throughout. After Gigi had inquired about his past businesses, she learned at the time he sold his company he also unloaded his majority shares in another. She has no idea about the extent of his investments but calculates that, should he ever wish to do so, the sale of his home alone would cover most peoples’ expenses for a lifetime.

At noon Monday, I had left the office with a briefcase full of ad copy on which I needed to do at home without the day’s ongoing office distractions. I left for home for the same reason again today at 1:30. Since being chosen as our ad firm’s managing partner at the time our former agency’s head retired, I’m far too often interrupted by other partners and occasional staff popping into my new office digs.

Gigi had lost track of time while having sex with Parker. When realizing she was late, she phoned to say she should be home in about forty-five minutes. I didn't then know she was keeping him entertained by tugging on his dick as she spoke with me. Her Continental pulled into our garage about twenty minutes later than she had estimated. I was in a high state of excitation when she walked through the door from our garage. She told me everything. I didn’t notice the hour we finally fell asleep, but it was considerably later than our usual time.

After leaving her workplace Monday afternoon, she arrived at Parker’s home at about four-thirty and left at something close to nine. Her tan blazer was unbuttoned. A thrill raged through me as I looked up from our lounge chair to her disheveled hair and half-unbuttoned blouse. I had little doubt that during her absence she and Parker would end up fucking at his home - - but those signs would have affirmed he had hammered her good anyway. I said, “I’m glad he could give you more than just the key to his second home.”

She grinned and said, “I knew you would be pleased.” Looking down to the bulge in my white cargo pants, she added, “I think you’re ready for a story.” I love hearing her recaps after another guy’s dick has just pleasured her pussy.

Something about my wife having two new boyfriends has been especially thrilling to me. When her extramarital relationships are new and fresh, Gigi exudes a sense of ecstasy that lasts for days. This seems to be one of those. As she removed her blazer, her eyes shifted away from me. She stopped still a half-minute as if in a trance and unable to decide where she should lay her coat. I realized her thoughts of Parker pounding her pussy were still in her mind. I didn't tell her that. All I then wanted was to get her in bed and hear her night’s adventure.

I got up from my chair, twirled her about, and kissed her deeply. Her lips tasted salty, like dried perspiration. That seemed odd to me; the weather is so cool here I wouldn’t have thought she or Parker would have been sweating while fucking. She said, “I don’t think I can take any more sex tonight. All the time I was driving home, I could only think about making you happy by sucking your dick while I tell you about my time with him.”

“That works for me,” I said with a smile. She said, “I should probably shower first,” but I said that didn’t matter to me. I wanted her just as she was. My dick pulsed in anticipation.

As we undressed in our bedroom, she said, “His two-story home is more impressive than he had mentioned to me and could be as much as six-thousand square feet.” As she described his tour of his place, I had to agree. His home sets at the end of a long, tree-lined driveway that forms a wide half-circle at the frontage. Five bedrooms and four baths, three of which are on the second floor, accessible either by stairs or the elevator on which he and she rode up. The second downstairs bedroom is used as an exercise-equipment room, so I assume that’s how he stays in shape. His home’s furnishings were mostly chosen by an interior decorator his ex-wife had hired. She says there’s more than she mentioned but considered those components as the more noticeable.

His enclosed pool at the back patio is covered from ceiling to floor on all sides. She estimates the pool’s room is perhaps fifty feet long and offers a hot tub about the size of ours and a reddish, wood sauna. Scattered about the patio are two potted palm trees, philodendrons, and some other tropical plants my wife assumed were real until he mentioned all are fake. She had to feel them to be sure. He fired up his coffee maker, added a powdered cappuccino mix, creamer, and artificial sweeteners to two cups, and they sat at his patio table to talk.

My wife said to him that, with all his home has to offer, that’s probably a reason his ex-wife still comes by to have sex. He laughed and said, “Maybe.” His ex’s lawyer-fiancé has a rather small home. Parker hadn’t considered Gigi’s assumption until she had just mentioned it to him.

Gigi had seen his former wife on occasions at the country club, but neither she nor I really know her. She reminded my wife of a student she knew in college - - an attractive blond who my wife thinks Parker’s original attraction was that her appearance allowed him a trophy wife to impress others.

Unfortunately for him, the woman was a bitch to live with. Their only alternative pleasure was what Parker has said was amazing sex. He had told Gigi and me, “She and her very vain jerk of a fiancé are perfect for each other.” And now, her new guy has no problem with Parker’s ex visiting him once or twice a month for sex. As Parker tells it, the guy’s attitude is that since his fiancée and her former husband had been having pleasurable sex for years, but was no threat to him, he didn’t mind her getting together with him on occasion. At Parker’s mention of the woman to my wife, she felt the commencement of arousal, spurred on by her mental images of Parker and his ex-wife fucking in their downstairs bedroom.

Beyond the patio’s sheets of plexiglass, a layer of dark clouds then obscured the sun setting beyond the horizon. Their conversation came to a stop as he stood closely and looked into her eyes. Her lips parted and his arms embraced her as he drew her in for a passionate kiss on her lips. Feeling the firmness of his cock beneath his slacks pressing urgently against her groin, my wife whimpered like a helpless child. His hand slid beneath the hem of her dress and tugged at her panties. He said, “It would be nice relaxing in the sauna with you.” She stuttered an “Okay,” removed her blazer and began unbuttoning her blouse. He turned away to warm up the sauna’s heater and turn on its overhead lights. He shucked his clothes, gave her a large white towel to wrap about her body, and she followed him through the sauna’s door. He didn’t bother wrapping his towel around his waist.

She laid the towel across a bench and lay naked on her back. He sat on his towel alongside her at her feet. They talked until the sauna had attained a comfortable temperature in some ten minutes. “This is very nice,” she told him and said she wishes she and I had the room to install one like that. He said she and I are welcome to come over anytime we wish to use it. “Hell, I’ll give you a key to this house like that of the golf villa anytime you ask. I don’t use the sauna as often as I should.”

When hearing that, I realized how deep the trust had developed between the two of them. I can’t think of anyone to whom I would allow access to our house key. I felt that, in a way, she was becoming like a part-time wife to him, which oddly doesn’t bother me at all. She and I have a stable marriage, and we have long thought that to be the essential element for any couple whose wife is fucking other men.

As they chatted, his hand began massaging her feet, moving up to her legs, and she parted her legs as an invitation to do his will with her. “I love being with you,” he said. He chuckled when she responded, “That’s a double-ditto for me.”

He leaned to lick her clitoris. My wife’s hips gyrated beneath his tongue’s manipulations. Soon, she moaned at the electrified sensations raging through her body. “Oh god, honey,” she whined, “I need your cock.” I have long known I’m not the only guy she calls Honey. Gigi interrupted her story a moment and sucked my cock a few seconds before she again began stroking my cock and continuing her narrative.

He stood from the bench, strode alongside her, his stiff pole near her head. She turned aside, grasped its length, and sucked it fully into her mouth. Her head bobbed for a half-minute before he withdrew and knelt beneath her thighs. She reached to close her hand around his stiff cock and raised her hips as she guided his manhood to her opening.

As his dickhead parted the mouth of her cunt, she whimpered, “As I was driving to your place, I was hoping this would happen.” He murmured, “I hoped the same from the moment you phoned to say you were on the way.”

As Gigi was telling me of her time with Parker, it occurred to me that the differing feelings between Glen who is much younger and Parker who is older must be a massive turn-on for my wife. But I was too engrossed in her narrative to then ask.

He removed his and her towels and laid them onto the bench. Urging her onto her back atop the towels, Parker parted her long legs and went down on her. He grasped her hips as his tongue lashed her clitoris. Her eyes gazed down to the top of his head, and she responsively moaned at the sensation in her cunt. He stopped short before my wife reached a climax and knelt between her thighs.

As his stiff member slowly impaled her, she screamed, “Oh god, Parker! I’m on fire.” He said in an urgent tone like that of despair, “Your hot pussy drives me nuts. You’re the best in every way I can imagine.” Wish each of his thrusts, she rocked beneath him. Her head swayed side to side, and her hips rotated beneath him.

I was enthralled even more than usual at her tale. She said she was thinking while they having sex how much I would later enjoy hearing about it. I said, “When he was fucking you? You thought that while fucking?” She grinned and said, “Well, okay, not at that exact moment. I was otherwise engaged. But soon after.” I liked that answer.

They fucked violently on the towels he had laid on the sauna’s bench. Her heels kicked his buttocks as he thrust rapidly into her cunt. As she told me of their frenzied fervor in his sauna, I realized why I had experienced that salty taste when earlier kissing her. Each had been feverishly sweating in the room’s heat as his stalwart dick plowed through her cunt.

I shuddered, realized I was having difficulty breathing, and whimpered, “Oh babe, I’m loving this.” Biting her lower lip, she grinned broadly, and said, “I know, Little Kemo Sabi. I’m watching you with every word out of my mouth. I love telling you everything.” She doesn’t often precede “Kemo Sabi” with “Little,” but at times, she feels empowered over me. I like that.

As she went on, I was sure her time with Parker was super for her. Not only is her relationship with him still in its early stages, she had never before been fucked in the warm confines of a steaming sauna. She felt like she was then in an idyllic, alien land, further enhanced by the feel of his bare, warm body and scalding-hot cock.

They were screwing perhaps ten minutes without either cumming. Parker pulled his dick from her cunt and invited her to his downstairs bedroom. He turned off the infrared heater and lights, then led her through his home to the bedroom. He pulled away the cover, urged her to her knees, and guided his cock to her pussy from behind. She massaged her clit and screamed, “OH, OH, OH, YES - - FUCK ME.” He slammed into her with a ferocity she doesn’t often encounter. She cried out his name repeatedly and wailed, “It’s all so awesome.”

I watched her hand fly up and down on my cock and said, “I’m going to cum.” She grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, wrapped it atop my swollen cockhead and caught it all. She said I came too soon, but that was fine with me. She had more to say.

Their bodies rocked in a fierce, mutual rhythm. My wife felt the beginnings of an orgasm oncoming like a runaway train. Then it hit her and she screamed in a mind-blowing climax. With a few more mighty thrusts, Parker groaned at his load of birth juice spewed into her hot tunnel.

They lay in bed and coming down from their highs for a length of time she cannot remember, and she sucked his dick off and on between extended conversations. Time got away from her, and she didn’t realize she had stayed at his place longer than intended. She phoned me from their bed to apologize and said she would be home in forty-five minutes. I didn’t think four hours was too long for their time together, but I didn’t say that at the time.

As she was getting dressed to leave, she spotted his digital weight scale and stepped onto it. Parker asked what she weighed. The scale registered within a pound of our home and her physician’s weight scales. She said, “138.” He opined that couldn’t be right, that no healthy woman of five-eleven should be that low. She grinned and joke, “Then your home must be in a ‘low-gravity’ neighborhood.” He broke up in laughter.

With my sincerest gratitude, I hugged her and thanked her for her story. I laid alongside her as she changed the subject.

Gigi mentioned her other new guy, Glen. She said she liked that he seemed so sufficiently confident on the first night he visited us. When he had got out of our hot tub, he made no effort to distract from his strong erection. I said, “I noticed. I think he has a sense of penis-pride and wanted you to see the effect you had on him in the hot tub. He didn’t mind my noticing it either.”

When Glen was last at our home, he told Gigi his roommate Mac is away from their dormitory one night a week to attend parties or other events with a limited group of guy and girl friends. He’s never back in their dorm until at least ten o’clock those nights. For that reason, he said she could visit him in their dorm after work while Mac is away. Unlike the days my wife and I attended college, the local university has no rule that prevents students or visitors from the opposite sex from visiting or staying overnight at dorms. Times, they are a’changin’.

She didn’t commit with assurance she would accept his invitation but said perhaps she would. Now, in bed, she said to me she might do that this week. She is curious about what his digs look like and how neat the guys are about keeping it up. She said she wanted soon to take Glen shopping. He needs some clothes and could use a few other items, but the funds forwarded from his dad are necessarily limited. She asked if I objected to buying those for him. I don’t. We live on my income. Aside from a monthly stipend sent to her parents and contributions to selected charities and her church, she has few other expenses. My only doubt is whether Glen would accept her paying for that. She said she has “ways to convince him” about that. I rolled my eyes about what those ways might be but didn't ask.

I was fuckng her the second night she was telling me more about her time with Parker. When I was about to roll aside to go to sleep, I inquired whether she has heard from her boyfriend Mel lately. They exchange emails but have recently spoken less by phone. She said that at her request, he emailed a pic of the new woman he’s now dating. She thinks the woman will be taking up a lot of his time for a while. “That’s better as far as I’m concerned. Right now, I would rather concentrate on Glen and Parker.” I thought that to be a good idea. She has emotionally bonded with both, and each are as good for her as any I can recall. I don’t know how often either may be fucking her, but I would think one or the other will have their cocks in her two or three times a month. That gives the two of us more time together, and that works for me.

It occurred to me that could become something like her having three husbands. But I take pride in being the one with who she lives. We share a different kind of love and stability than she has with others, and that’s the way each of us wants it to be. With just two guys my wife is now happy with, I suspect we are embarking on a new chapter in our lives. I’m sure an occasional one-time-and-done is likely to come about now and then; but she seems satisfied with the way she has now arranged her sex life. I wouldn’t anticipate many more times like those where the two of us go out for her to meet some random guy to fuck her.

But I have learned over time never to be sure about anything with Gigi. I have learned to anticipate much of what my wife will do, say, or decide about most anything. But when it comes to her sex life, she isn’t all that predictable.

Recollection from a day this past week: Gigi was sitting on our living room couch and studying a work document she had brought home from the bank. While engrossed in whatever it was, she was unconsciously sucking on a peeled cucumber. Biggest damn cucumber I could recall. From the hallway’s entry, I looked over at her and said, “I guess size really does matter.” She giggled and said, “Yeah, well, your wife likes variety.

~ Des

[Tracey52]

A very good accounting. I was also impressed and surprised by Glen’s sexual confidence and prowess considering his limited experience and how intimidating it must be having sex with Gigi at least initially.

[rascalnvixen]

Thanks for the update!!! It was very inspiring to think of Gigi having sex with Parker in a very impressive home and then of her fucking Glen, the student living in the dorm and the possibility of being found by his roommate. She's really playing the opposites with these two!!!! I think it would be interesting for her to have them both with her for some heavy sex at the same time. I'm sure she would appreciate the differences between the two and Glen would surely learn some things from Parker! I have a very hot image in my mind of her being spit-roasted by them both and you peeking around the corner with your cock in your hand.

So, Gigi is driving a Continental????? I thought she was driving a nice sports car and then traded for a more low profile respectable sedan! I don't consider a Continental a low profile type of vehicle. As usual, Gigi gets what Gigi wants!!!!

Rascal
There wasn't a thing wrong with your update, length or content!!!

[Tracey52]

I’m reminded that you recently indicated that Gigi could teach Glen a thing or two as “she knows everything there is to know about sex” I think you wrote. I’m looking for you to prove me wrong here Des, but while Gigi is a hotty and obviously a great fuck, they all want more, her sexual repertoire is quite conservative. No anal, that’s a Biggy, no toys, bondage, mainly in the bedroom, no discovery risk, I understand why and it may change at the dorm. Get my point? Seems like awesome meat and potatoes sex. Nothing wrong with that but falls short of knows everything there is about sex I think. Obviously I’m not trying to disparage Gigi but want to learn more.

[Des 31]

Thanks for the update!!! It was very inspiring to think of Gigi having sex with Parker in a very impressive home and then of her fucking Glen, the student living in the dorm and the possibility of being found by his roommate. She's really playing the opposites with these two!!!! I think it would be interesting for her to have them both with her for some heavy sex at the same time. I'm sure she would appreciate the differences between the two and Glen would surely learn some things from Parker! I have a very hot image in my mind of her being spit-roasted by them both and you peeking around the corner with your cock in your hand. Beau's car and mine are as ordinary as you can get.

So, Gigi is driving a Continental????? I thought she was driving a nice sports car and then traded for a more low profile respectable sedan! I don't consider a Continental a low profile type of vehicle. As usual, Gigi gets what Gigi wants!!!!

Rascal
There wasn't a thing wrong with your update, length or content!!!

Hi Rascal . . . Thanks for your remarks.

The same thought of the two together has already occurred to her. That could happen. Each assumes neither is the first or only in her life, so she believes both might wish to meet the other. She doesn't want either one of them to become dependent or too attached to her, and that could be a way to insure that doesn't come. She hasn’t yet decided to talk about that with either but has mentioned it to me. She evidently knows them better than me, so I haven’t encouraged or discouraged her about that.

About the sedan - At the time she purchased it, it was a year and a half old and being turned in by a family that no longer wished to carry the debt, although it was mostly paid off. Bargains like that don’t come around often and the family’s credit wasn’t harmed since she offered to take it over. She had said for some time she wanted one of the least noticeable vehicles available when she got around to trading in or selling her previous, very-noticeable car. She had thought her next vehicle should be white or off-white. Her reason for snapping up this sedan was that it has a plain, light brown color called “iced mocha.” Fancy name, and it looks fine, but the color gives a more ordinary appearance and doesn’t stand out like her sports car once did. Few passers-by are likely to notice it if she happens to be somewhere where others she knows might see it. (You can imagine her reason for that.)

She came across another unusual bargain from one of our elderly neighbors for our friend Sherry a while back - a full-size Genesis, all black, and that really does stand out. I think I mentioned that somewhere here in our thread when it came about. Only because of its distinctive winged emblem on the front and back, some have mistaken it for a Bentley, but there's a big difference in price between those two. Sherry recently said it's the best car for maintenance costs and reliability she has ever owned. I wanted to chuckle when she said that for the reason she has only owned two - and her first was a rebuilt hot rod in high school that she, Beau, and a mechanic with who they then hung around, had fixed up for her.

She had plans for Friday night, but an unusually cold spell interfered with this weekend. So except for a couple of phone calls between her and her guys, there's nothing to report today on her usual extramarital activity.

I’m reminded that you recently indicated that Gigi could teach Glen a thing or two as “she knows everything there is to know about sex” I think you wrote. I’m looking for you to prove me wrong here Des, but while Gigi is a hotty and obviously a great fuck, they all want more, her sexual repertoire is quite conservative. No anal, that’s a Biggy, no toys, bondage, mainly in the bedroom, no discovery risk, I understand why and it may change at the dorm. Get my point? Seems like awesome meat and potatoes sex. Nothing wrong with that but falls short of knowing everything there is about sex I think. Obviously, I’m not trying to disparage Gigi but want to learn more.

Yeah, good points. I overstated that, didn’t I? She has her limits. Maybe I should have said “more about sex.”

~ Des

[Tracey52]

Ain’t no one complaining as far as I can tell and a three some with Glen and Parker raise the limit. I think it’s been a while.

It must have been nice to have her to yourself for a weekend.

[Des 31]

My mind is racing over my wife fucking tonight, so I wouldn't be surprised if I make a few typos. Gigi has been well fucked this week If you count whatever is going on tonight at Parker’s home. She left for his place around six tonight. I told her there’s no reason to phone me tonight for the reason I didn’t wish that to be a reason for interrupting the two of them. I can wait until Sunday morning to hear of her adventure. But I have the following to pass along to any interested.

My 36-year-old wife’s 21-year-old FB Glen phoned my wife Tuesday evening and again invited her to visit his dormitory after work Wednesday afternoon. That evening each week, Glen’s roommate is typically away after classes until ten at night or later. Curious about seeing his residence anyway, she agreed to stop by the following afternoon.

Gigi told me her plans Tuesday night and anticipated being home around nine, maybe earlier.

I asked if she intended to tell him about her other regular, older guy Parker as she had considered days before. She hesitated in a moment’s thought, then said, “I think so. The two should meet,” but added that she still would need to ask Parker the same. Some days Gigi stays at work a while after hours, but she most often leaves her banking office around four each day as she would this night.

As she walked to the bank’s parking garage, shadowy clouds had bunched up as far as she could see. Early dusk begins to fall around five at this time of year, but the shadowy clouds hastened the darkness over the half-hour drive to the campus.

His place is typical of most college dorms but located in one of the school’s newer buildings next to the multi-story parking garage at the campus’ far end. She followed his directions from the parking garage and knocked on his door around 4:45. It’s sparsely furnished with a single desk, a couple of chairs, a chest of drawers, a small closet, two single beds, a minimal kitchen, and a window seat built atop a central heat/AC grill. With the exception s of its newness and a window seat, it sounds like my old dorm. I was once told by a client that his student residence was considerably more luxurious. Knowing where he went to school, I wasn’t surprised. A guy can get more at a school with tuition that runs $60 grand a year, but that isn’t Glen’s state university.

Closing the door behind him, he and my wife embraced and exchanged lingering kisses. His “tour” of his residence took about a minute. Their clothes fell away in about the same time. She let out a deep breath as he glanced down to his stiff dick, which she suspects had been bloated in anticipation at the moment she arrived. Pulling back the bed’s cover and top sheet, he urged her onto her back.

That night, Gigi had arrived home from Glen’s place a half hour before we went to bed. She had got no further into her story than the above before my cock was rock hard. I kissed her fully on the lips and said in a weak, pleading voice, “Tell me all you remember.” She curled her hand around my cock and said, “I hope your heart can handle it.” That was her version of a joke. I don’t have a heart condition.

Glen parted her legs like grasping a chicken-wishbone and grinned as he joked, “Make a wish.” Understanding his analogy, she chuckled and said, “I’ll kill you with my bare hands if you try pushing my legs wider apart, but I already made my wish while driving over here.”

Glen grinned and said he knew she was capable of doing just that. He clutched his shaft and guided it to her pulsing cunt. Whenever a guy’s cock is about to penetrate her, she moans in expectation of the thrills to come. Her body shudders as the dickhead parts the mouth of her pussy. The effect of his cockhead entering her cunt electrified her. There’s a thrill she says she cannot describe when he’s fucking her. But it has to do with the difference in her and Glen’s ages. Yet, I’m sure I can understand it; his younger body is tight and appealing. I think it may also be his limited experience and boyish enthusiasm .

His stiff member slid easily into her creaming depth. She cried out, “Oh Honey! Oh god, yes!” He thrust eagerly into her, not slowly at first as he had before but instead with rapid strokes. My wife’s wide eyes stared back at him in awe as he took full control of her body and senses. She rotated her hips beneath him and bumped her groin up against his as they fucked madly. She told him it was wonderful. Glen didn’t respond verbally but threw his full body and soul into her lustful needs.

She sobbed, “What more can I do for you?” He withdrew his cock and turned her to her knees, then thrust his cock into her pussy from behind. His belly slapped against her buttocks like a large hand on weathered leather. Gigi thumped her butt back against him and felt she had then lost all control of her senses. She blubbered, “I love it. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

Glen soldiered on. He said, “Is married sex this good?” She couldn’t immediately come up the right words to respond. But as his tempo slowed and she caught her breath, she said, “I suppose marital sex would have been about the same at the time I was newly married. But after a year or so, it began to become routine and less exciting.” Glen wanted to hear more. She said, “Yeah, this is better. If you and I lived together every day, it couldn’t stay this good.”

He went on, “Is it really better with me.” She said, “If it wasn’t, why would I be here?” He said, “I love that. I love what you do for me.” The velocity of his thrusts sped up. She detected his thrills by his hard fucking, made more obvious than any words he could have offered. Tears streaked her cheeks and she sobbed uncontrollably. “I love it all too,” she said. “I wish this could last forever.”

I reminded her of the many times she has said nothing lasts forever. She said, “I know, but I hope that at least it happens often.” I said, “Yeah, me too.”

It seemed they were fully united not just in body but then in mind. His cock jack-hammered her cunt’s tunnel like it had not before. She murmured repeatedly, “You’re so good,” and each time she said it, she believes his tool rammed even harder into her cunt. I can’t say I quit understand that part but know the effects of hot sex can be complicated.

She isn’t sure how long he fucked her like that but said, “It seemed a very long time, and we came together.”

She was still stroking me and said she could feel my hot breath on her face. I hadn’t realized that but was aware my chest was heaving from her recount of the evening. She didn’t get around to whatever happened when they parted for the night. I said, “Can your husband give you some dick, even though it might be more stale than Glen’s?” She laughed and said, “It’s at least as good when I’m telling you my experiences.”

I crawled atop her and was cumming in no more than five minutes as she recounted her feelings as Glen pummeled her pussy. I rolled aside and asked if she brought up to Glen her idea of introducing him to her older BF Parker.

She had. Glen made it easier by asking her if she has seen, or is seeing, other men. He had previously made remarks to her that implied an assumption he probably wasn’t my wife’s first and perhaps not the only one now in her life. Gigi described her other guy as a wealthy man several years older than her. She had anticipated Glen’s reaction to meeting Parker to be awkward and hesitant. Instead, he grinned as if pleased and said, “Sure. I sort of knew there was another man. I would like to see what kind of guy would be attractive to you.” He said the idea she is also having sex with someone else is exciting. Upon hearing that, my wife gave him a tight-lipped smile but didn’t say what she was then thinking. She told me later that maybe his feelings about her having multiple sex partners are similar to my own. Maybe so. Surprises never seem to end in our ways of marriage.

“I will first need to ask him” she said. “You and he are entirely different, but I think you two would get along well.” Actually, Parker’s magnanimous personality is such that he seems comfortable socializing with anyone, regardless of status, job, or whatever. She said when leaving to meet him as his home tonight she fully intends to tell him all about Glen.

She had her hair set this morning by her favorite hair dresser who refers to his professional status as a coiffure. I’m sure Parker could not care less whether her hair was styled or not; but, for her reason of wishing to tell him about Glen, she wanted to look her best.

She turned from the bath mirror and told me to strip down to my birthday suit and pick out a casual outfit for her this afternoon. “Something you think might most appeal to Parker,” she added. I wasn’t sure either but chose her neck-to-ankle, gold-patterned oriental dress with a slit from the waist to its hem-length. I had purchased that and matching gold-colored fabric slippers for her at a Chinese gift shop a year ago, and she hasn’t once worn it since. After her shower, she walked out to see the dress on the bed and shoes on the floor and said, “That works for me.” I suggested her gold-tinctured lipstick, which she doesn’t often have the opportunity to wear. Her most common choice is a color that closely matches her flesh.

She looked great as she sat in our bedside chair, held out a bare leg, and asked me to slip on her shoes. My dick was swollen and pulsing when kneeling before her to pull on her slippers. She grinned and said, “You’re really excited about tonight, aren’t you?” Well, hell yeah. My imagination was aflame with the thought of Parker’s dick implanted in her pussy. I said, “I want it to be good for you.”

She stood, smoothed out the oriental dress, and said, “It always is with him.” Still kneeling, I reached to the bed for her handbag and handed it to her. She turned and strode out our bedroom door. Her bare leg flashed through the slit in her dress. I scurried behind her to our living room. She turned to blow me a kiss and say, “I’ll phone you when I’m on my way home in the morning.” She walked out our garage-entry door and closed it softly behind her.

Standing out our living room window, I stroked my rigid tool as her car backed out the driveway onto the street. “I hope he fucks your brains out,” I said to her sedan as it disappeared from view. And soon, my hand was flying back and forth on my aching dick like a piston. I was cumming into a facial tissue within five minutes.

My thoughts weren’t just on my wife and Parker but a fantasy of both Glen and Parker fucking her at once in tandem. She wants that, and it could soon come about. If she wants it, I want it for her. Now that Beau, her former boss, and other guys have faded from the scene, those two are great replacements for her former lovers.

She should know sometime tonight or tomorrow morning how likely that may be. I’m betting she will get that for which she wishes. She usually does.

~ Des

[Tracey52]

I think Gigi will get what she and we all want. Who wouldn’t want to be a part of that?

[Des 31]

I think Gigi will get what she and we all want. Who wouldn’t want to be a part of that?

I just awakened a few minutes and checked in here. As I re-read what I had written, I realized I left out the most important part in my description of that long, tight-fitting oriental patterned dress. The tie-buttons down the front begin at the top of her long neck but opens wide below that to expose a broad expanse of skin that extends to a portion of her shoulders and the top half of her globular breasts. She wore a bra that pushes from the bottom, allowing a view of the top of her breasts. (Leaving that out is a good example of why I should never write with a hard-on. When doing that in the past, I have left stuff out.) I knew Parker would love that vision the moment she walked into his home.

Another matter I had skipped was part of our conversation about her time with Glen. She mentioned to him she hoped their sexual relationship doesn't interfere with his studies. He said that actually, he's an even better student since meeting her. In the past, his mind was often on fantasizing sex. Now, he says, he's far calmer each day and concentrates better than at any time he can remember.

I haven't yet heard from Gigi, but she should also be awake by now. I suspect they're fucking as I'm writing this. She told me she will phone when on her way home or about to leave his place sometime this morning, but I have no idea just when that may be.

Thanks for your comment. I like being part of it too.

~ Des

ADDED ON A COUPLE HOURS LATER: I just read a note by a member who mentioned his wife had fucked a guy old enough to be her father. That remark "Old enough to be her dad" reminded me of a man who was fucking my wife for a couple of months several years ago. I once posted that experience here when I was then writing separate write-ups, before I incorporated some of those into this thread. She met him through one of our original two personal ads she had placed.

When he first came to our home to meet the two of us, she immediately told him how much he resembled her father. Had she seen him in public, she could easily have thought it was her dad. I too noticed the resemblance, although her father was a bit older at the time I first met him.

The man was then in his 40s and actually looked much like her father when she was in high school and before. Something about his similar facial and physical appearance and behavior was, to her, like fucking her father, which she would never have done. But the impression he made on her was particularly exciting in a very different way she cannot fully describe and like no other before or since. She still remarks about that at times and remembers him fondly.

At the time he was fucking her, she often told me it felt weird, yet intriguing in a strange way to both of us. Once, she said she could then understand how her mother was first attracted to her father. She said, "I never gave that a thought when I was living at home." At the time, I often joked about it but now cannot recall much of their experiences.

~ Des

[Long Lurker 34]

Des - His belly slapped against her buttocks like a large hand on weathered leather.
I keep imagining Gigi's butt as weathered leather and now have a severe cases of the giggles.

[Des 31]

A very good accounting. I was also impressed and surprised by Glen’s sexual confidence and prowess considering his limited experience and how intimidating it must be having sex with Gigi at least initially.

Thank you,Tracey. "Intimidating" is a good-choice word. He couldn't believe a smoking hot, but older, married woman would even notice a mere 21-year-old student like him. I didn't mention Glen confessed he was then nervous as a deer in the gun-sights of a band of hunters until the moment his dick was fully implanted in her opening . Then, oh my god, he and my wife were fully into it as he fucked her brains out. At first, Glen assumed I must be bi-sexual and he might eventually have to suck my dick to continue his relationship with her. "Yeah," he told her, "if that's what it takes." He later told Gigi he had difficulty understanding why her husband could so eagerly approve of him fucking her. I have rarely told any of her past guys how my desire was first fueled, and I haven't shared that with Glen either. But even so, he now understands our marital accord.

One of these days, I may get around to writing about the events that first motivated my desire to share my wife with other men. The reason I have not done so before is that the idea came from the experience of a former friend, back when I was a newspaper reporter. That background involved him and his then-secretary, so it isn't a first-person story. And it's somewhat complicated, which can take a while for anyone to read; so maybe I won't ever post all that here.

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

It's great to have you back on a regular basis again, Des!!!! Loving all the details you are giving us these days again!! I just don't get as much time to read as much on this website as I did, but I always try to read all your posts, even if I don't always comment on each!

I hope Glen's maturity is good. My biggest concern of Gigi having on going sex with young guys like him is that he will want to blab all the details to his friends and that could get back to her in avenues that could be detrimental to her career and social status. But the idea of her getting very vigorous sex is very very HOT!!!!!

Rascal

[subtoall]

One of these days, I may get around to writing about the events that first motivated my desire to share my wife with other men. The reason I have not done so before is that the idea came from the experience of a former friend, back when I was a newspaper reporter. That background involved him and his then-secretary, so it isn't a first-person story. And it's somewhat complicated, which can take a while for anyone to read; so maybe I won't ever post all that here.

~ Des

I would love to hear this story. And don't worry how long it takes anyone to read...just like a cock, the longer the better.

[Tracey52]

Good point

[Des 31]

One of these days, I may get around to writing about the events that first motivated my desire to share my wife with other men. The reason I have not done so before is that the idea came from the experience of a former friend, back when I was a newspaper reporter. That background involved him and his then-secretary, so it isn't a first-person story. And it's somewhat complicated, which can take a while for anyone to read; so maybe I won't ever post all that here.

~ Des

I would love to hear this story. And don't worry how long it takes anyone to read...just like a cock, the longer the better.

I’ll do it. I have never written that in our journal, so I’ll pull together all memories and get around to that. I have read many posts here by others on how it came about. What brought about my wishes for my wife to have sex with others isn’t quite the same.

Meanwhile: Happy Valentine’s Day.

After work today, my wife is driving from the office to Parker’s home to give him a personalized Valentine’s Day card she made herself, following some online instructions. Parker put in his candidacy to be president of the golf and tennis club. The member-only voting is to be held in March when the current president turns over the gavel. Gigi thinks he will win over the other two candidates for the reason he probably knows more members than all but a few.

She didn't buy him a gift to go along with the card, but I assume SHE will be her gift to him. (She didn't tell me that - Just by telling me where she will be - and with who - is sort of a way of saying, "He will be fucking me tonight." After all this time Gigi has been dating other guys, some remarks don't need any more explanation.)

I’ll be home while she is out and maybe have some time for an update.

~ Des

[Des 31]

My wife has been splitting her free time between her younger guy Glen and older guy Parker since our last update. Since most of each is pretty much the same as told here before, I can at least mention what I considered to be an unusual happening from Friday night. That evening through Saturday morning, Parker was fucking her at his residence.

Sometime early in the evening, he was showing her parts of his home she hadn’t before toured. They were naked as they walked to the second floor, where Gigi noticed a nude, life-size painting on the hallway wall. The portrait was that of a blond and beautiful woman leaning against an antique chair. Gigi asked Parker if that was his former wife.

He said, “That’s our daughter. She is young but divorced after a brief marriage." His daughter Shelly had recently contracted for two similar portraits painted by an artist in Florida where she now lives. She gifted this one to her father two months ago. Gigi remarked that seemed a “very open” gift to a parent but added she liked it.

Parker laughed. He said he, his ex-wife, and his daughter had always basked in an unusually open family relationship that might rattle some if they knew about it. When Shelly was in college, she was allowed to bring whatever boyfriend she was dating at the time to the family home on breaks or holidays. They allowed them to sleep together as Shelly wished. She tells her father everything about her sex life and delights in hearing about his past.

Shelly practices a rare profession that allows her one to three weeks off every few months. She will be returning to attend her mother’s second wedding and plans to stay with her dad Parker for at least a week, perhaps a few days more.

The openness within the family first came about when her parents realized their daughter had become sexually active. Her mom had Shelly’s physician prescribe birth control for her when she was in high school. As an adult, she and her parents began sharing unrestricted conversations about sex, her parent’s past sex life, how to have safe sex, and more. And soon, Shelly was comfortable in telling her parents what sex had been like for her on her most current dates. Neither Parker nor his wife judged their daughter and were, in fact, pleased they could talk with her about anything. “She still tells me everything,” Parker added.

Parker said to my wife, “Actually, her life is a lot like yours … but different.” From the time his daughter married, she continued having sex with a guy she had dated secretly for about a year. Her husband soon learned of it and arrived home from work one day with divorce papers. Reportedly, she merely shrugged as if bored and said, “Okay,” and signed the papers. Parker said, “She has been through a lot of guys, before, during, and after her marriage.”

Gigi grinned and said, “So I guess that’s the part that’s ‘like me.’ What’s the ‘different part?” He said, “My daughter isn’t married, and her former husband didn’t approve.”

He opened the door alongside the painting and said, “This is my daughter’s room when she visits.” Gigi assumed this was where she brought guys when in college but was told that had occurred at the family’s former home. She hasn’t before dated any men in our town during the times she visited her parents. My wife said, “If she wishes, I know a few guys she could date when she returns.” Parker asked Gigi if those were guys who had fucked her. She said, “Some, yes, and I know others who would love to be with a woman like that.” Her eyes roamed down Parker’s naked body. His penis was again fully erect. She reached to curl her hand around his thick tool and said, “But for now, I’m only interested in you.”

He urged Gigi to her back onto the bed. As he mounted her, he said, “Your life excites me.” He parted her legs, grasped his rigid cock, and guided his dickhead to her pussy. My wife’s thoughts were on the nude portrait and shifting mental images of other men fucking Parker’s daughter. And now, she was about to be fucked by Shelly’s father. When Gigi and I were later having sex as she told me all this, she said, “I don’t know why, but those disjointed images and what I was then doing excited me in some way I don’t think I have ever experienced.”

At the moment Parker’s cock slid through the channel of her cunt, she cried out, “Oh yes!” She felt he too was extraordinarily turned on but didn’t ask why. His eyes were as wide as hers as he thrust mightily into her. She threw herself fully into it with repetitive cries of “Oh my god!” and “Fuck me. Fuck me good.” Parker gave her all he had - and that, she told me, “was a lot.” His cock felt so good, she said, as I was humping her and while my mind was turning to mush at her narrative. I said, "You really wanted him, didn't you?" She said,"I needed that man so bad."

And ultimately, they experienced a somewhat rare event; both were cumming together. His seed swirled through her treasured tunnel and Gigi sobbed, “I love it. I love it so much!”

They stayed in his daughter’s bed the rest of the night. My wife asked if he had ever had sexual desire for his daughter. He said nothing like that had ever occurred to him, but he admitted a sense of pride that his daughter pleased other men and satisfaction in knowing Shelly was living a full and happy life. In turn, he asked my wife if she had ever experienced incestuous desire. She chuckled and said, “I have wondered how I might have been around a step-brother, but I don’t have one.” She didn’t mention the reason that thought had occurred to her, but I knew why. She and I had each once read an erotic novel about two lusty step-siblings. I asked if she would have fucked a step-brother. She said, “I think I could under the circumstances described in the book.” In that story, it became an ongoing affair following a home invasion in which the two and their parents were first forced by intruders to fuck each family member.

At the time my wife was about to leave his place the following morning, they fucked again while mostly clothed on his living room floor. While his dick was slamming into her, Parker agreed to Gigi introducing one of her guys to Shelly when she visits on the first of March. They plan to have dinner as a foursome and let his daughter decide how it goes. Parker suggested I could join them as well, but I told Gigi I would decline. I feel my presence would be an intrusion. Upon reflection, Gigi said she understood and agreed I’m probably right. She said my recollection of a couple of times when she was banged by a guy that resembled her father had nothing to do with the thoughts.

Over the past eight years, the two of us have met and heard about all sorts of family relationships - cuckolds, hotwives, cheaters, straight and bisexual swingers, and more. Parker’s family experiences seem tame by comparison, but I considered it to be one of the more interesting.

When Gigi was telling me all this, I wondered whether something might come about from all that for her and me. But, after consideration, I doubt anything sexual is likely to involve the two of us. I think a more likely outcome is that Shelly may find a reliable FWB when visiting her dad in the future. My wife certainly knows enough men to work something out for her.

* * * * *

She has been attempting to get Glen and Parker together, but conflicts had prevented that to come about until now. She and Glen will be at our home Friday night. She doesn't see any problems between them and thinks they will get along fine. I suggested two things that can cause competition between two men are youth and money held by either. Glen's young, Parker's wealthy. She says she doesn't know how Glen may react about that, but Parker couldn't care less about how much or how little another person may have. Either way, both will be fucking her that night, either together or separately.

There's more to be said from Parker about their planned get-together, but I can add that after the coming weekend.

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

Wow!! This is a most exciting update!!! I can foresee some very interesting possibilities when Gigi introduces one of her male friends to Shelly! Plus, I can see two very sexually liberated women like Gigi and Shelly getting to know each other and becoming VERY close, if you know what I mean. Since there seems to be very little modesty between Parker and Shelly, I can expect the four of them might end up together in the same room getting some very hot sex!! I get the feeling that Parker has seen his daughter in the throes of lust before or maybe she has seen him. Either way, I would bet neither of them would be concerned about having sex with someone else in view of the other. Just makes for some very interesting possibilities for perverted minds!!!

I'm hoping Friday night is good. There's always a chance she can get them both together with her that night. Would you stay to watch if they both show up and double team her or would you go somewhere else and leave all three of them in your house??? If I were you, I'd retreat to the bomb shelter for a while and then sneak up to watch the action from the hallway door. When you do, be sure to bring some tissues with you!! You should have some very interesting conversations with Gigi this week!!!!

Rascal

[Des 31]

Wow!! This is a most exciting update!!! I can foresee some very interesting possibilities when Gigi introduces one of her male friends to Shelly! Plus, I can see two very sexually liberated women like Gigi and Shelly getting to know each other and becoming VERY close, if you know what I mean. Since there seems to be very little modesty between Parker and Shelly, I can expect the four of them might end up together in the same room getting some very hot sex!! I get the feeling that Parker has seen his daughter in the throes of lust before or maybe she has seen him. Either way, I would bet neither of them would be concerned about having sex with someone else in view of the other. Just makes for some very interesting possibilities for perverted minds!!!

I'm hoping Friday night is good. There's always a chance she can get them both together with her that night. Would you stay to watch if they both show up and double team her or would you go somewhere else and leave all three of them in your house??? If I were you, I'd retreat to the bomb shelter for a while and then sneak up to watch the action from the hallway door. When you do, be sure to bring some tissues with you!! You should have some very interesting conversations with Gigi this week!!!!

Rascal

Rascal, I'm excited beyond belief at the prospects for Friday night.

And I can hope you are right about the prospects for Parker, his daughter, my wife - - and, yeah, more.

Parker told my wife that on a recent phone call to his daughter, he began the conversation by saying, "I hope I'm not interrupting you." She laughed and said, "Well, I'm not sucking dick if that's what you mean. He just left." She went on to explain the married guy who had been fucking her over the previous two months had told her his wife is getting suspicious, so this was their last time together. She gave him a blow job as a parting gesture.

Neither Gigi nor I had ever before encountered a family quite THAT close in communication.

~ Des

[Des 31]

My wife often offers teasing remarks when prepping to go out. Sometimes those could be considered by some to be humiliating but aren't intended to commonly and intentionally humiliate me. But a moment last night was one of those times she offered a remark that briefly did just that.

I have become accustomed to masturbating when other guys are fucking my wife. I think my warm hand curled around my cock feels as good as actually being inside another woman. Realizing that, Gigi has begun jerking my dick when telling me of her most recent or past encounters with other men. When I say past, I mean some of those – like her first time – that I still find exciting. Often, she fills in some details she hadn’t before thought to mention. I love that, and she says she loves my reaction when she pulls my pecker while narrating her various stories.

Last night, we were each naked in bed as she set about with another of her experiences for my enjoyment. I have heard that many times before, but it never gets old. She reached to wank my rod as she retold the first time her former boss slid his cock into her cunt. I said I think of his dick as a cucumber and inquired, “Am I a cucumber to you?”

Gigi smiled and increased her fist’s up-and-down speed on my cock. She said, “It depends on the comparison of guys who have fucked me. Some are slender like yours. My former boss, Rob, and Parker are thicker than any I recall. Their cocks stretch my pussy’s walls.”

I shivered at the mental image of her former leader fucking her. I had observed her and her boss a few of those times, and she was in ecstasy as his cock plowed through her. She went on, “If you think of dicks as vegetables for comparisons, yours could be a celery stalk. When a fat dick is inside me – Oh god! I lose my mind.” Her fist was now flying on my tool. I whimpered, “I love that. I want the best for you.” Grinning broadly, she said, “All are good, including yours,” then paused as if in a moment’s thought. She grinned and added, “But some are better than others.”

Humiliating? Yeah, for a moment but that did it for me. My semen rocketed through my pole. I wailed like a screeching bobcat and my jizz spurted high into the air.

As I was coming down from the high, she hugged me and said, “That was fun.” I breathed, “So some are better than me?" She chuckled and said, “Every guy, including you, gives me everything I need. But I knew you would like my saying that.” Actually, I have long known sex is almost always better for her with someone different than the guy with who she lives daily and fucks her frequently. Eight years ago, our sex had become routine and bland. That was the reason we at first agreed she needed to have sex with others to enhance her satisfaction and happiness. And now, neither of us wants to go back to the time it was just the two of us. Our marital sex has since improved dramatically.

I guess I don’t always get the absolute truth until after she has eked out my maximum excitation. But I’m not complaining. I told her, “Thank you for all your stories. You’re my ultimate entertainer.”

She said, “I know. I’ll be your entertainer for the rest of our lives.” I liked that.

~ Des