My wife on the couch, teasing herself and me by pulling her sweet panties aside and gently rubbing a finger up, down and around her delicious pink slit.
My interest in having a hotwife began within a few years of us being married. At the time, I had no idea there was such a descriptor.
Our sex life before marriage was always a good time, but sadly, it wasn't as hot after we tied the knot. More than anything, that was probably because living together as husband/wife vs occasionally having an opportunity to have sex revealed a rather large disparity in our respective sex drives. I was always horny (still am), and as newlyweds and after a couple years of marriage, she was mayyyyyybe happy with only a couple times a week.
That began my interest in finding stories in Penthouse Forum magazine about women who were comfortable being outwardly sexual. It's what I wanted her to be instead of being so terribly shy, private, and introverted. I most enjoyed stories of women, wives in particular, whose life was filled with fantasies and activities that only flirtatious, sexually outgoing women would exhibit. Women that enjoyed teasing men with maybe innocent up-skirt views and "accidental" breast or hand bumps against the bodies or crotches of men. All of those were QUITE far from the way my wife carried herself.
When the day arrived YEARS later that my wife expressed an interest in my friend's sexually charged story about a threesome, I wasted no time...
How did we start? It was incredibly sexy, soooooo hottt, and suuuuuch a turn on!!! But our first time wasn't like a lot of the others. There wasn't any hinting or apprehension about what to say. It was more like lightning had struck that night...
For years I had searched for whatever it might be that my shy wife might enjoy in terms of sex, and as I mentioned, she was painfully withdrawn about such things. Her seeming lack of desire and disinterest in sex actually put a big strain on our marriage. No talk of fantasies or other such openness. But one night, much to my surprise and joy, she was loosened up enough to reveal herself to me. From the start of that moment, to being shared, took only a couple hours for my hotwife to appear.
It was a regular week night. Me, my buddy, and my petite wife had all been in the living room listening to music and casually talking over a few beers and more in the late '80's. In the course of our conversation, he told a story about how he was involved in a threesome some years ago in college.
Later on that same evening, we went out to the hot tub. After a while, when he got out to get a drink and make a pit stop, she told me, "His story really turned me on." She was clearly loosened up from the smoke and wine, and I quickly responded with an approving "Mmmmmmmm!" In only a matter of seconds, I was slipping my hard dick into her and quickly gave her a good filling.
By the time my buddy came back to the tub, she was already filled with my cum. He had barely sat down and while she was resting the back of her head on the edge of the tub and stretching out, I lifted her bottom up to where her pussy was above water and said, "Ok, I just got done. Now it's your turn." She, somewhat shocked, asked, "Are you sure? Are you sure you want to do this?" I said, "Absolutely!". Of course, my buddy knew it was game on!
I had her balanced in my hands, floating in the water with her pussy easily visible. Her right arm around my neck, my left hand under her shoulders, my right hand under the small of her back. He got down in the water, positioned his face between her spread legs, and started to eat her as I held her in place. I cautioned him about me just filling her with my cum, but he continued to tongue-tease her clit and maybe even savor a bit of my remnant. She was cooing her pleasure when he stood up, positioned his hips between her legs, and slid into her VERY ready and willing pussy.
He didn't last long, and when he took his seat again, we all sat there, in a sort of pleasurable shock about how exciting the last couple of minutes actually were. Within 5 minutes, she said, "I want to do that again", and went over to stand next to him in the tub and asked, "How long has it been since you had a blow job?" Almost before he could even respond, she was already sucking on him as she leaned over, got him just a little hard, then moved her back to him, pressed her ass against him, and reached down between her legs to stuff him into her pussy. Sadly, he couldn't muster the erection that soon and our evening came to a close shortly after.
And that's how it started, and why for us, it took only a couple of hours, if even that, to start our hotwife life.
My interest in having a hotwife began within a few years of us being married. At the time, I had no idea there was such a descriptor.
Our sex life before marriage was always a good time, but sadly, it wasn't as hot after we tied the knot. More than anything, that was probably because living together as husband/wife vs occasionally having an opportunity to have sex revealed a rather large disparity in our respective sex drives. I was always horny (still am), and as newlyweds and after a couple years of marriage, she was mayyyyyybe happy with only a couple times a week.
That began my interest in finding stories in Penthouse Forum magazine about women who were comfortable being outwardly sexual. It's what I wanted her to be instead of being so terribly shy, private, and introverted. I most enjoyed stories of women, wives in particular, whose life was filled with fantasies and activities that only flirtatious, sexually outgoing women would exhibit. Women that enjoyed teasing men with maybe innocent up-skirt views and "accidental" breast or hand bumps against the bodies or crotches of men. All of those were QUITE far from the way my wife carried herself.
When the day arrived YEARS later that my wife expressed an interest in my friend's sexually charged story about a threesome, I wasted no time...
How did we start? It was incredibly sexy, soooooo hottt, and suuuuuch a turn on!!! But our first time wasn't like a lot of the others. There wasn't any hinting or apprehension about what to say. It was more like lightning had struck that night...
For years I had searched for whatever it might be that my shy wife might enjoy in terms of sex, and as I mentioned, she was painfully withdrawn about such things. Her seeming lack of desire and disinterest in sex actually put a big strain on our marriage. No talk of fantasies or other such openness. But one night, much to my surprise and joy, she was loosened up enough to reveal herself to me. From the start of that moment, to being shared, took only a couple hours for my hotwife to appear.
It was a regular week night. Me, my buddy, and my petite wife had all been in the living room listening to music and casually talking over a few beers and more in the late '80's. In the course of our conversation, he told a story about how he was involved in a threesome some years ago in college.
Later on that same evening, we went out to the hot tub. After a while, when he got out to get a drink and make a pit stop, she told me, "His story really turned me on." She was clearly loosened up from the smoke and wine, and I quickly responded with an approving "Mmmmmmmm!" In only a matter of seconds, I was slipping my hard dick into her and quickly gave her a good filling.
By the time my buddy came back to the tub, she was already filled with my cum. He had barely sat down and while she was resting the back of her head on the edge of the tub and stretching out, I lifted her bottom up to where her pussy was above water and said, "Ok, I just got done. Now it's your turn." She, somewhat shocked, asked, "Are you sure? Are you sure you want to do this?" I said, "Absolutely!". Of course, my buddy knew it was game on!
I had her balanced in my hands, floating in the water with her pussy easily visible. Her right arm around my neck, my left hand under her shoulders, my right hand under the small of her back. He got down in the water, positioned his face between her spread legs, and started to eat her as I held her in place. I cautioned him about me just filling her with my cum, but he continued to tongue-tease her clit and maybe even savor a bit of my remnant. She was cooing her pleasure when he stood up, positioned his hips between her legs, and slid into her VERY ready and willing pussy.
He didn't last long, and when he took his seat again, we all sat there, in a sort of pleasurable shock about how exciting the last couple of minutes actually were. Within 5 minutes, she said, "I want to do that again", and went over to stand next to him in the tub and asked, "How long has it been since you had a blow job?" Almost before he could even respond, she was already sucking on him as she leaned over, got him just a little hard, then moved her back to him, pressed her ass against him, and reached down between her legs to stuff him into her pussy. Sadly, he couldn't muster the erection that soon and our evening came to a close shortly after.
And that's how it started, and why for us, it took only a couple of hours, if even that, to start our hotwife life.
You're good at telling stories,my friend😉. What an experience! Sometimes you just need to "get started," right? But what intrigues me most is: What was the conversation between you two like the next day?
You're good at telling stories,my friend😉. What an experience! Sometimes you just need to "get started," right? But what intrigues me most is: What was the conversation between you two like the next day?
Unbeknownst to me, the very next day she called him and said she was interested in doing that again. What ensued was them getting together and having an affair that she tearfully confessed to me 4 1/2 years later. Now, mind you, I hadn't been an angel starting shortly after we married, primarily because of my frustrations with our sex life. Her acceptance of his dick in the tub told me I had solved a problem. But that was far from the truth.
Upon reflection, I now realize I should've faced the reality of a dull marriage within 2 years of saying, "I do". I should've confronted her with my boredom in our marriage and let the chips fall where they may. But, at the time of her confession our 2 kids were little and I didn't want to ruin their lives by us splitting up. We had more than several difficult months of communication and resolved to stay together. Looking allllll the way back to before we met, and asking the question, "Would you marry her again if you knew then what you know now?" The tough answer for me to face at this point in my life is, assuming I would still have ended up with my beautiful kids with a different wife, the most likely answer is, no.
Unbeknownst to me, the very next day she called him and said she was interested in doing that again. What ensued was them getting together and having an affair that she tearfully confessed to me 4 1/2 years later. Now, mind you, I hadn't been an angel starting shortly after we married, primarily because of my frustrations with our sex life. Her acceptance of his dick in the tub told me I had solved a problem. But that was far from the truth.
Upon reflection, I now realize I should've faced the reality of a dull marriage within 2 years of saying, "I do". I should've confronted her with my boredom in our marriage and let the chips fall where they may. But, at the time of her confession our 2 kids were little and I didn't want to ruin their lives by us splitting up. We had more than several difficult months of communication and resolved to stay together. Looking allllll the way back to before we met, and asking the question, "Would you marry her again if you knew then what you know now?" The tough answer for me to face at this point in my life is, assuming I would still have ended up with my beautiful kids with a different wife, the most likely answer is, no.
You were very sincere and that is not seen often these days. Your story is very interesting.It shows how complex relationships are and that there is no formula for success.
