We've been away for a few weeks. We've been busy with vacation time and summer fun. I did actually THINK about writing an entry a couple times but didn't have any great motivation. As I was going thru my email account, though, I found something that was sent to us some time back that helped remind me...this is one of the many reasons we blog. We received a letter from a couple that reminded me of all out there that are thinking about experiencing a hotwife fantasy. What is most telling about this letter is the closeness that it has brought about in the couple...something And and I experience over and over. I've edited it just a tad for spelling, punctuation and brevity but..without further introduction...
"Just wanted to drop you a line and tell you that we just found your blog site and love it! We are a new couple to the hot wife lifestyle - so to speak. Been married 12 years, both 36, 2 kids, and love the hell out of each other! We have not yet made "it" happen but have had many discussions about it over the last year and think we might be ready to jump in.
We started talking about this together several years ago but never acted on it as she had some reservations at first. About a year ago we were invited to go to the coast with some friends for a fishing trip. I (the Husband) ended up having to work and told her to go without me and enjoy herself. Well she ended up really enjoying herself and at first didn't tell me the whole story of her trip but after a day she finally confessed to meeting a single guy at the house they all were staying at.
After all the couples retired for the night, she ended up on the water in a boat with the single guy. After talking, laughing, and getting to know him for hours she ended up in a hammock with him at 3 am in the morning. She began to kiss and make out with him. Being on the coast all day she, of course, was only wearing her bathing suit. He managed to pull her top aside and suck on her breasts. The whole time she was telling him she was married and probably should not be doing this. He was very respectful and honored her wishes but after a few minutes she said she found herself back in his arms again kissing him and making out. Before the sun came up, he had managed to go down and pull her bikini bottoms to the side and began to suck and lick her clit. Just before she reached a clitoral orgasm she stopped him and said that was as far as she was willing to go without me there. I then asked her why she stopped him and she said, "because, baby, you know if I have a clitoral orgasm I need a cock in me for sure!" He was, of course, disappointed but again respectful. They eventually went out on the boat as the sun was rising to go fishing and talked all morning. Being Sunday, she told him she had to hit the road soon to get back home to me. They finally came back to the house where she packed and said goodbye. This was the first time she had ever done anything like this so she did not know what my real reaction would be.
When she got back home that evening, she told me they all had a good time and "rubbed it in" that I had not been with her all weekend. I could just tell when she got home that "something" happened but I did not press her into telling me anymore than she had - which was not much. The next evening (Monday) I arrived home from work to find a candle lit dinner in our outdoor kitchen awaiting me. After dinner, we talked over a few glasses of wine and she began to elaborate more about the details of her weekend. After I heard the whole story she asked me how I felt about it (expecting me to be mad, I think). I asked her if she let him fuck her. Not expecting that to be my first question she looked at me and held my hand and said "I already told you baby I did not let him do that". I looked her in the eyes and asked her "well why the hell not?!". She smiled and said it was because I was not there to give her permission.
I knew then that our relationship had just gone to a whole new level. We talked for many hours that night about the entire trip and she went over every detail. The entire time, I had the biggest erection I had ever had in my life. I told her that I wished she would have let him take her out in his boat, bent her over, pulled her bikini bottoms aside and fucked her until she came all over his big cock :). She laughed and said, "well, I did feel his cock a few times through is bathing suit and it was big!" I asked if she wanted it in her and she said "hell yes I did. But I was not gonna do that without you there!" She said, "If you would have only been there I would have gotten to fuck it". I swear, to this day, I have never regretted missing a trip so much in my life.
She is the most honest, loving wife a guy could ask for but, I swear, I wish every day that she would tell me she lied to me and that she really did fuck him until she came really big on his cock! Nothing since then has happened except hot sex 3 or 4 times a week between us and lots of fantasies being discussed. I swear, it has opened up our marriage so much and has brought us so close together. It is like we are teenagers all over again.
I give the guy that she hooked up with that night a lot of credit too. In fact, he actually owns the house where they were all staying. I have told her that I wished she had just stayed there with him as his hostage for a few days and let him have his way with her giving his big cock to her every second of the day. One of my (our) fantasies, now, is to have me go down there with her and spend the first night with them while both of us guys satisfy her every need wearing her pussy out. Then I would leave her there for a few more days and let her have sex with him whenever and wherever she wanted. She has told me that probably would not be a good idea because he might just end up keeping her all to himself!
Anyway just figured I would tell you guys about ourselves a little and what helped us stumble upon your awesome blog. Keep up the good work and hot times you guys! We have never been to Vegas but after reading some of your posts on your blog it looks like I see a trip in our future!
I appreciate hearing stories such as this. Thank you readers...this is one of the reasons I keep coming back. Real stories from real couples!
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Overdue End to My Vegas Hotwife Evening
So, I always seem to be apologizing for when I don't finish what I started. I know you've been waiting a couple weeks for the end of my story. Well, the weekend I left off, I went with my daughter to a restaurant - I won't name the chain but it is an Asian cuisine place - and we both got food poisoning. My daughter was sick that night...good for her because she was able to get it out of her system quickly. I, on the other hand was sick for days!
Then, last weekend, we had some extended family business to attend to and, suddenly, two weeks have passed with me leaving our readers hanging. I asked And to write but he was too busy with taking care of the girls, work and family too. He just looked at me, as I am writing this, and told me he'd help. I think he is feeling a bit guilty for not contributing for some time (at least I hope he is!)
So I left everyone with the scene of me in the hallway. That is a lasting image in And's mind (he just said) as he picked up my discarded shoes and flashed them both before popping the key in and running into the bathroom. The guys were outside talking when I walked out...in my bra and thong. Suddenly, they were no longer talking...only staring. It took me no time at all to walk over to Allen and undo his belt and pull his pants down. I struggled with his non-existent pee hole flap thingy (why guys wear those fake boxer briefs I'll never understand but quickly just pulled them down and....oh my. His cock was not long....but, wow was it nice and thick ("just as she likes them" adds And).
I took one good look at it and began tonguing the underside like it was my favorite dessert. He has a bit of a cologne smell underneath (something very sexy guys) and I was enchanted with the girth this hunk had. I remember putting what I could in my mouth and feeling the heaviness of his flesh. This was going to be a fun challenge!
And helped remove my bra from behind as I began sucking his schlong...and I don't often use such terms but this was a schlong!....and I felt my husband's familiar hands on my perked nipples. While I focused on Allen's manhood, I heard And undressing and he was suddenly standing next to Allen with his cock inches from me. (And quickly adds, not THAT close). But, I was suddenly turned on by this scene and I was holding them both (and touching them to each other, my straight husband is describing). Yes, I was turned on by having these two cocks touch.
Now, before I go further, I have no bi-sexual male fantasy (And adds, he absolutely has none but just 'went with it'). In fact, I am actually kinda creeped out by the thought of two men fucking (no offense meant to our homosexual readers). But there was something really fascinating with the idea of making these two cocks touch while I took turns licking and sucking them.
This only lasted for a few moments (too long, And says haha) before I was suddenly up and ready to be fucked. I got on all fours on the bed as Allen moved around to allow me to take his cock back in my warm mouth. And began playing with and licking my pussy....like only my wonderful husband knows how to do....pushing my button. I could feel Allen getting harder and knew I was ready to let this man fill me. I paused to get to get a drink of water while my sexy husband (rock hard, I might add) handed our guest a condom. Watching him roll it on I could see how it stretched the material with his girth. I lay back and Allen grabbed hold of my legs to move me closer. As he entered me, I could feel a stretch I'd not felt in some time (okay, I turned And on with that comment haha). He entered me slowly as And came toward me on his knees. I held his stiff cock in my hand while our new friend began fucking me. He commented about how tight I was and I giggled but after a few strokes of his slick, sheathed cock, It took me no time to ask him to fuck me harder and I put my husband into my mouth to mute my moans.
My men's strong bodies moved over me as we built a three way, MFM rhythm. I felt tingly as Allen worked his huge head in and out of my opening.
(time disclaimer here...the first part of this was written last night and I am, just now, finishing this..alone. I thought about posting what I had written but decided I wanted to finish this before posting)
In no time, it seemed, I felt an orgasm coming on and squeezed my husband's cock hard in my hand as I quivered and came while squeezing down as much as I could on Allen's thick shaft. Allen slowed his pace and then stopped to allow me to recover. And kissed me as I whispered into his ear how good this guy's cock felt. He seemed pleased as he smiled and said he needed to fuck me. I took a couple deep breaths and told him I needed a break for a moment. He just said, 'fuck that' and covered me with his own body and slid his long cock inside. It was so surreal, so different. And is definitely longer...not as thick...and the contrast was incredible. The change of pleasure definitely ignited me and I was quickly turned on and really wet again.
Allen went into the restroom returning with a moistened towel as he told me he was wiping the condom taste off so I could be a good cocksucker. I turned my head while Allen moved closer, And slightly rose off me to allow him to get close and he face fucked me while my husband plowed deep into me. I couldn't really get much of his thickness in my mouth and I swear it was even thicker with the rest period. The angle allowed me to lick under his sack and this seemed to turn him on greatly as his cock grew incredibly hard in my hand. And turned to Allen and asked if he was ready....he said, almost. At one moment And was moaning dumping his seed deep in me and the next, my face was (seemingly without noise or warning) being covered in our friend's load as it shot up and out and then down his massive shaft. It dripped off my fingers as it slid the length and underside....He had a great tasting and very fluid-filled load.
It was a good thing Allen had grabbed the wet towel. I needed it as some of his cream was very near my eye and I could feel more running down my neck! He carefully maneuvered the moist cloth so to avoid having it go in and I grabbed it from him to clean up the rest. I could feel And's spunk leaking out of me and onto the bed and knew I also had another cream-filled pie to clean. I grabbed the towel, put it between my legs as I lept from the bed and into the shower.
When I got out, it was quiet. Allen had left and And was lying on the bed still half hard and had a look in his eye. I asked where he had gone and And told me he waited for a few minutes, talked while he dressed and then said it was late and 'time for him to leave so we could share the rest of our night'. While I was a little disappointed that he hadn't said goodbye, I was also, suddenly, aware of the lateness of the evening. It was nearly 4 am! I cuddled with my man as I purred and spoke with him and fell asleep still in only my robe.
Oddly, the next morning, we didn't really talk about our night until breakfast (more like lunchtime breakfast). It was also interesting that we didn't really re-live the night in detail except for a few turn-ons. And asking if I had a good time, me asking him, my commenting on how nice and thick he was, etc. and then it was like we were back to normal LOL. I guess we've become somewhat accustomed to our experiences that we didn't feel the need to address every moment of the night. Instead, we just seemed so comfortable with the encounter that not-many words were necessary.
Okay...wow..nearly two months after and I finally finished our Spring Break fun. We've not played since but we've been looking for a couple to play with this Memorial Weekend on Kasidie. We are heading north this weekend and I've been looking for a cute girl to play with And while I find a hot husband (or boyfriend) of hers. That's a tougher task than you can imagine!
If you are on there, give me a shout. I'll be checking in all day and hoping to set something up. I'll see if I can get And to add his comments now that I've finished the long story. I know some of our readers enjoy getting his perspective and, perhaps, he'll add some details he didn't share with me...ha ha.
Then, last weekend, we had some extended family business to attend to and, suddenly, two weeks have passed with me leaving our readers hanging. I asked And to write but he was too busy with taking care of the girls, work and family too. He just looked at me, as I am writing this, and told me he'd help. I think he is feeling a bit guilty for not contributing for some time (at least I hope he is!)
So I left everyone with the scene of me in the hallway. That is a lasting image in And's mind (he just said) as he picked up my discarded shoes and flashed them both before popping the key in and running into the bathroom. The guys were outside talking when I walked out...in my bra and thong. Suddenly, they were no longer talking...only staring. It took me no time at all to walk over to Allen and undo his belt and pull his pants down. I struggled with his non-existent pee hole flap thingy (why guys wear those fake boxer briefs I'll never understand but quickly just pulled them down and....oh my. His cock was not long....but, wow was it nice and thick ("just as she likes them" adds And).
I took one good look at it and began tonguing the underside like it was my favorite dessert. He has a bit of a cologne smell underneath (something very sexy guys) and I was enchanted with the girth this hunk had. I remember putting what I could in my mouth and feeling the heaviness of his flesh. This was going to be a fun challenge!
And helped remove my bra from behind as I began sucking his schlong...and I don't often use such terms but this was a schlong!....and I felt my husband's familiar hands on my perked nipples. While I focused on Allen's manhood, I heard And undressing and he was suddenly standing next to Allen with his cock inches from me. (And quickly adds, not THAT close). But, I was suddenly turned on by this scene and I was holding them both (and touching them to each other, my straight husband is describing). Yes, I was turned on by having these two cocks touch.
Now, before I go further, I have no bi-sexual male fantasy (And adds, he absolutely has none but just 'went with it'). In fact, I am actually kinda creeped out by the thought of two men fucking (no offense meant to our homosexual readers). But there was something really fascinating with the idea of making these two cocks touch while I took turns licking and sucking them.
This only lasted for a few moments (too long, And says haha) before I was suddenly up and ready to be fucked. I got on all fours on the bed as Allen moved around to allow me to take his cock back in my warm mouth. And began playing with and licking my pussy....like only my wonderful husband knows how to do....pushing my button. I could feel Allen getting harder and knew I was ready to let this man fill me. I paused to get to get a drink of water while my sexy husband (rock hard, I might add) handed our guest a condom. Watching him roll it on I could see how it stretched the material with his girth. I lay back and Allen grabbed hold of my legs to move me closer. As he entered me, I could feel a stretch I'd not felt in some time (okay, I turned And on with that comment haha). He entered me slowly as And came toward me on his knees. I held his stiff cock in my hand while our new friend began fucking me. He commented about how tight I was and I giggled but after a few strokes of his slick, sheathed cock, It took me no time to ask him to fuck me harder and I put my husband into my mouth to mute my moans.
My men's strong bodies moved over me as we built a three way, MFM rhythm. I felt tingly as Allen worked his huge head in and out of my opening.
(time disclaimer here...the first part of this was written last night and I am, just now, finishing this..alone. I thought about posting what I had written but decided I wanted to finish this before posting)
In no time, it seemed, I felt an orgasm coming on and squeezed my husband's cock hard in my hand as I quivered and came while squeezing down as much as I could on Allen's thick shaft. Allen slowed his pace and then stopped to allow me to recover. And kissed me as I whispered into his ear how good this guy's cock felt. He seemed pleased as he smiled and said he needed to fuck me. I took a couple deep breaths and told him I needed a break for a moment. He just said, 'fuck that' and covered me with his own body and slid his long cock inside. It was so surreal, so different. And is definitely longer...not as thick...and the contrast was incredible. The change of pleasure definitely ignited me and I was quickly turned on and really wet again.
Allen went into the restroom returning with a moistened towel as he told me he was wiping the condom taste off so I could be a good cocksucker. I turned my head while Allen moved closer, And slightly rose off me to allow him to get close and he face fucked me while my husband plowed deep into me. I couldn't really get much of his thickness in my mouth and I swear it was even thicker with the rest period. The angle allowed me to lick under his sack and this seemed to turn him on greatly as his cock grew incredibly hard in my hand. And turned to Allen and asked if he was ready....he said, almost. At one moment And was moaning dumping his seed deep in me and the next, my face was (seemingly without noise or warning) being covered in our friend's load as it shot up and out and then down his massive shaft. It dripped off my fingers as it slid the length and underside....He had a great tasting and very fluid-filled load.
It was a good thing Allen had grabbed the wet towel. I needed it as some of his cream was very near my eye and I could feel more running down my neck! He carefully maneuvered the moist cloth so to avoid having it go in and I grabbed it from him to clean up the rest. I could feel And's spunk leaking out of me and onto the bed and knew I also had another cream-filled pie to clean. I grabbed the towel, put it between my legs as I lept from the bed and into the shower.
When I got out, it was quiet. Allen had left and And was lying on the bed still half hard and had a look in his eye. I asked where he had gone and And told me he waited for a few minutes, talked while he dressed and then said it was late and 'time for him to leave so we could share the rest of our night'. While I was a little disappointed that he hadn't said goodbye, I was also, suddenly, aware of the lateness of the evening. It was nearly 4 am! I cuddled with my man as I purred and spoke with him and fell asleep still in only my robe.
Oddly, the next morning, we didn't really talk about our night until breakfast (more like lunchtime breakfast). It was also interesting that we didn't really re-live the night in detail except for a few turn-ons. And asking if I had a good time, me asking him, my commenting on how nice and thick he was, etc. and then it was like we were back to normal LOL. I guess we've become somewhat accustomed to our experiences that we didn't feel the need to address every moment of the night. Instead, we just seemed so comfortable with the encounter that not-many words were necessary.
Okay...wow..nearly two months after and I finally finished our Spring Break fun. We've not played since but we've been looking for a couple to play with this Memorial Weekend on Kasidie. We are heading north this weekend and I've been looking for a cute girl to play with And while I find a hot husband (or boyfriend) of hers. That's a tougher task than you can imagine!
If you are on there, give me a shout. I'll be checking in all day and hoping to set something up. I'll see if I can get And to add his comments now that I've finished the long story. I know some of our readers enjoy getting his perspective and, perhaps, he'll add some details he didn't share with me...ha ha.
Post Dinner - the MFM Fun Begins
Okay..so this is taking me longer than I expected. I've had a busy week! LOL So, if you are reading this first, you might want to skip back to the beginning of this chapter that began Monday. If you are impatient, go ahead and read them in reverse order. Just don't expect a date with me...I like men that are thorough and patient and want to start at the beginning.
So, while dinner took forever, it was certainly enjoyable. I am always amazed at how well my husband can get along, publicly, with the guy I've been flirting with, desire and is about to fuck me ha ha. I guess it's part of his daily business life to converse with complete strangers so it comes naturally to him. During dinner, Allen would glance at me but mostly focused on And's words and conversed with him. As I said, this is kinda protocol. I also think it's a way for making sure the guys are comfortable with the situation...from differing perspectives, of course.
We decided to hit a lounge and have a drink. As we walked out of the restaurant, Allen took my hand and we walked together. It was the first time since we sat down that I really felt his touch. His hands were soft but strong and it sent a quiver down my back and right into the inner depths of my tailbone and thighs. We found a spot nearby. It was quite busy since it was the weekend but we found a group leaving and sat down among their dirty glasses. A gorgeous, statuesque blonde wearing a sexy lounge dress came and quickly cleared our table. I could see And checking her out..something I've always been able to spot. When she came back, she grabbed our drink orders. Both guys were flirting with her with their eyes and voice and I was really turned on by the secret thought of asking her what time she was off and would she care to join us LOL.
Allen asked me to dance and And excused himself to find a restroom. It was the first we were alone and he didn't waste the opportunity to fill me with compliments. We danced, we flirted and we touched. I was really excited to not only know I was going to experience this man, but have his affection and know of his desire for me. We danced for a bit and my wonderful husband had waters and fresh drinks awaiting us when we returned. After some conversation, which was frankly a bit hard with the loud music, And asked me to dance and Allen decided to find a restroom (it was like these guys were already trading off! LOL!) When we got to the dance floor, And pulled me close and whispered how hot it was going to be watching me fuck this guy. I made a joke he had some 'man-love' for Allen and he laughed and said he was a great guy and I had done well in my choice. We danced and I was reflecting of how truly amazing my life is. How many women get to go to a nice hotel in Vegas, get treated like a queen and have two hunky men fawning over her ever step.
After a bit, the music began to drown our conversation and I was definitely ready to go to the room. The guys, however, had a different idea (they must have made plans when I had left to find the girls' room). Instead of heading for our elevator, And took my hand and walked us toward the cab stand. I didn't even ask. I just followed their lead. When we piled into the cab, And directed the cab driver to a name that had to be a strip club and I knew what was in store. On the way there, I was able to introduce my lips to Allen's and then turned and kissed my husband. I am not sure if the driver was aware but he's probably seen everything and didn't say a word. We arrived at the club and I knew this was heading for a fun and interesting evening.
Okay...sorry....really, I am...but I have to run for now! Be back as soon as I can!
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