Talking.

Definitely, and my wife is starting to really love them. She has had three already this year, none of them with me involved. All with one of her special friends and three different friends of his. Amazing.

Whenever I see this one (or similar), I wonder if it is possible for there to be a question I wouldn’t answer…

Six out of Ten in Six Months

Following on from my latest two posts below, here is my final list of ten. From this list, Louise has agreed to do her utmost to do 6 of them in the next 6 months. After giving it a fair bit of thought, and through talking to her about it, my decision (in reality she had a lot to do with it too) has been to try and make it achievable without being too easy. Louise was ok with me not giving any her any in the list that aren’t ones that I really want her to do too. That is, there’s no easy ones that I could just take or leave.

1. Have sex with more guys since you've been married than you had sex with before.

2. Give two guys just a blowjob only.

- these two are particularly interesting. Until quite recently, I believed Louise had had sex with two guys before me, both long term relationships. The second guy, her ex husband was the super jealous and controlling one, he had always believed she had just just one partner before him. Even though he took great pleasure in telling Louise about all of his conquests he could barely handle that she wasn’t a virgin when they hooked up. When Louise and I met, she carried on with there just being the jerk husband and one before him. Over time, it became harder and harder to tell me the real truth. I do fully understand as I too had left a couple out of the equation, there’s a lot behind it all and suffice to say, here, that it is all sorted. The real number is four guys, the two serious relationship guys plus two others. One was just as she came out of high school, the real taker of her virginity. He got the lucky break when they partied at the beach, after their graduation. It was a typical first time, wham bam kind of thing, all over in no time, unfortunately for her. Oh, he wore a condom. The other guy was a cop, one who used to come into her old work a fair bit. It was in between the two serious relationship guys, she agreed to a date with him one night and then a second. She ended up back at his place after the second and the rest, as they say is history. They dated, and slept together, a few more times, he never got past the condom stage either. Then she met arsehole and, somehow, broke it off with cop guy to be with him.

- there was one other sexual experience, which happened in her year 11 at school. She had a bit of a boyfriend and ended up sucking his dick for a little bit at a party one night. She followed it up with a proper blowjob a few days later and then gave him a few more before they broke up a few months later.

- So, she has evened up the before and after me full sex count at four apiece. There’s just one more needed to beat that count but, as she is adamant she will do that easily, she also said she will beat the blowjob only count too. That does mean two guys would just get to enjoy that, and nothing else. I didn’t for it push it but she wants the challenge and reckons she will give it her best shot so I had to include it in the ten.

- Her confidence level is ten out of ten for number one. She says eight out of ten for number two, I have no idea how but we’ll see what she has in mind I guess.

3. Have an MFF threesome.

- I chose this as one of her very unlikely ones. She does know that the MFF signification is different to FMF too. Her confidence level is one out of ten (I think it’s really zero). I did leave out anything to do with me watching, just to give it a slightly better chance.

4. Let me watch her get an erotic massage.

- the erotic is intended to distinguish it from any type of sensual that is named that way because of fragrant oils, or sounds of the ocean, or something like that. The only other condition is that she must have at least one orgasm. Her confidence level is ten out of ten, lucky me.

5. Wear a bikini that goes see through when wet, then get wet or wear a very small or micro bikini.

- naturally, wearing these at home wouldn’t count, unless there’s people around of course. Her confidence level is five out of ten. Funny how that is lower then finding one guy to have sexual with, and two guys to give blowjobs to.

6. Go braless in public while wearing something a bit see through

- highly unlikely, unfortunately. But I have to try it on!

7. Have someone cum on you and pic for hubby or give someone a blowjob and pic for hubby.

- this is interesting, I decided to give two choices here but she is 100% confident on both and she’ll only count it as one!

8. Have sex with a stranger.

- this is the only one where I’ll allow a double up. She can do this and, obviously, still count it for number 1.

9. Let a guy feel your bare boobs

- somehow she is more confident on this than going braless in public. There’s no doubling up with this one, it can’t be a masseur nor can it be someone she has sex with.

10. Answer the door bottomless

- I chose this because a t-shirt and nothing else is the sexiest thing a woman can wear in my eyes. If the t-shirt is a little short at least. Likelihood is quite low, which is good for increasing the chance of other ones.

Yep

Something new💋

I think she really just meant to say that he is bringing out the bad girl in her. Their first get together was nervous and a little clumsy, the next is ten days away. He is promising to make it all that she is craving right now.

Yep, exactly.

On New Year’s Eve, my wife told me her resolution is to have the sluttiest year ever. She is going to make up for lost time and is loving the bonus of having the most attentive and horny husband ever. Well, we’re only one month in and she is certainly living up to the resolution, amazingly so. I have several stories that I want to tell already but I had already decided to get to it and write up our backlog of amazing events.

So, I guess this is Part 2 of my story, it happened in September 2023, it was when my biggest fantasy became reality. For some reason, I can’t bring myself to use their real names here, I can’t imagine they’ll ever read it or that anyone would recognise them but, still, I can’t. So, the names are fictional, except for the occasional first initial that is. L is my wife. T is the guy she gave the blowjob to, and went to the concert with. G is his friend, the one who joined them for the threesome (all described in my first blog story somewhere below).

It all started with me dropping my wife off, for drinks and dinner with her friend, at 5:30 one Saturday evening. There was supposed to be three of them but one of the girls had a bad headache all day and didn’t go. So, it was just the two of them. Then, just after 8:30pm, I got a call from L’s phone, except it wasn’t her on the other end, it was her friend. I absolutely shit myself at first, thinking something was wrong but then the friend, quite drunk, told me she just wanted to tell me that I knew she had always loved me (as her friend’s husband, she always gets sloppy like that), but now she thinks I am “the coolest fucking husband ever.” Yeah, uh oh, she knows something I thought. Short version, G texted my wife while they were eating dinner, she needs to change her message banners as her friend saw that it started with “Hey sexy.” From there I guess she made L tell her everything and also, as I found out later, “made” her reply to the text. I can just imagine the pair of them doing it too, wicked to the core.

In the call to me she told me that L wants to go around and fuck her new boyfriend and that they want to do it rough. L took the phone then, told me she didn’t and that her friend was drunk and exaggerating. My wife can handle a few drinks but she didn’t sound all that much less wasted than her friend by the way. She told me everything was great, they’d been having fun and she would catch a cab in about an hour. I told her no way, I’d come and pick them both up about then, in an hour’s time.

It was about a 30 minute drive to where they were, and then another 15 minute sideways detour to the friend’s house. She was funny, she promised at least ten times not to tell anyone, not even her husband and spent the rest of the time telling me how I should take my wife straight over to G’s house to get her ass slapped. That is something my wife does really like, a smack on the ass. Then she got L to show me a photo, one he had sent during the night. I only got a fairly quick look, enough to see it was a guy (it was actually the first time I had seen what he looks like) with a whip in his hand. There was a girl on hands and knees on a bed, with his dick in her mouth. L had told me he is well endowed but I realised then that his dick is bigger than I’d even guessed.

We dropped the friend off, I walked her to the door, said goodnight to her and her hubby and left. My wife told me a bit more about the texts, how her friend had egged her on a bit. I didn’t get to actually see them until the next day, but she said he had asked her to drop by, after she was finished with drinks. After a few more texts L said she “couldn’t”, she wanted it rough and didn’t want to hurt him. Haha. It went back and forth a bit and then he sent the picture. I started to tease her, about taking her around there, hoping she’d say yes of course. She said no at first, she was really horny and wanted to get me home to suck my dick and fuck me. It wasn’t hard to get her to own up that it wasn’t me that got her that way, then I got her to text him, see if he was still up. She didn’t say anything much for a few minutes, then just told me an address, if I really meant it.

Wow, did I get an attack of the butterflies, I was so nervous, thinking we would both be going in at first. I said something about it and she said she’d just text him, she was sure it was ok but they had just been talking about her. I stopped her, from texting him, I told her I wasn’t ready for that yet. In truth, I really wanted it but it was also true, I wasn’t ready for it like that. For a start, I’d felt I’d want to get hold of some blue pills, make sure my nerves didn’t get the better of me, haha!

In the end, it turned out for the best, just perfect in fact.

So, I dropped her off at just after 10:15. I got a big kiss before she got out of the car, I had my hand up her dress and she was right, she was very horny. Very wet too. She waved to me at the door, as I was backing out of his driveway. I decided not to wait to see if I’d get a glimpse of him as he let her in.

I reckon I got 100m down the road when a thought occurred to me. My early hotwife fantasies were strongly centred around two main events, my wife getting fucked by a masseur and her sneaking off to fuck someone at a party, I’d notice and watch her through a window. I wondered if I could sneak back to his house and find that window, to watch them through.

I didn’t though, I totally chickened out, I didn’t even turn the car off truth be told.

Ha, I did, however, tell L about my thoughts the next day. She has since made sure I got my wish, albeit without the sense of her not knowing I was doing it. That’s part of a story for another day.

So, I just drove home and went to bed. I laid there, I jerked off and laid there some more. Then I got up and paced around the house, I laid there and I paced some more. She sent me a text just after midnight asking if everything was ok. I was so tempted to keep messaging her, asking her what was happening and so on, but I managed to leave her be. I watched tv, I lost the battle to not jerk off a second time, I pretty much did everything but sleep.

Eventually the sun came up. I waited another hour or so before sending her a message, to tell her I would pick her up when she was ready. Take your time I said, not really meaning it. She answered me almost another hour later, to say come on over and that I had to come in for coffee. That got my heart pounding even harder than it already had been.

When I got there they both came out together, my wife was just wearing a t-shirt of his. I could see she didn’t have her bra on and soon found out that she had nothing on underneath it. She told me they had both decided that I had to meet and get to know him. It was so hot, right from the start. We barely got inside his house and she lifted up the t-shirt. He slapped her on the ass, pretty firmly too, enough to leave a bit of a red hand mark. She moaned and said “love it,” then told me they had decided they would do that for me. A while ago L and I joked about her needing to see some sort of bondage master and I wondered if I could actually handle seeing someone hit her. It was so fucking hot, at least that slap on the bum was. I’m still not sure about anything else though, maybe one day I’ll find out.

We sat out the back of his place, on his outdoor couches, for the coffee. L sat next to me at first, kinda cross legged with one knee resting on me, pussy fully on display for both of us. That was enough to make me hard by the way. After the coffee she said she had an idea and she moved to sit next to him. She pulled his cock out and starting licking it, looking at me, perfectly like I’ve always dreamed. Yes, his cock is indeed big. She started sucking him, getting into the blowjob, just looking at me every now and then. Then she asked him if we could go inside. We went to his bedroom, she got him to lay down and went back to sucking him while I fucked her from behind. I did a good job too, I think I lasted all of a couple of minutes (if that), haha, I remember wondering if I’d ever stop cumming like a teenager again! After I came, she got on top of him and I sat on the bed, watching her ride him. I got to watch closely as she reached her orgasm, courtesy of another guy’s cock, then I watched his dick just as closely, twitching as he came inside her.

He and I chatted a little while she cleaned up, she wore his t-shirt home and nothing else. While she was in the shower (at home), I wrote and sent a message to a tumblr friend, with my hands shaking so much it was hard to type. Yes, reliving the morning’s events also had my heart pounding out of my chest, sending plenty of blood flow back to you know where too.

She got out of the shower and came to me in her towel, teasing me about my hard on, wondering if I needed another round. I told her I was surprised she wasn’t sore, and asked if he didn’t fuck her well enough? She said “babe, the amount of fucking I’ve been doing lately, it’s all good.” I assumed then that meant he might have, it was certainly confirmed later.

It felt like it was the best day ever, it was just incredible, the most exhilarating thing I’ve ever done. Until the first blowjob with T, I guess I’d had serious doubts about whether I’d truly enjoy the experience, if she ever was with another guy. After that, then the night with him, followed by their threesome, my doubts had faded to smaller ones, just about how I’d feel if I actually saw the love of my life with another cock. Yes, I absolutely felt jealousy, my word I did. It was very strong too, it made my guts churn and, literally, my palms sweat bucket loads. But it was an exquisite jealousy, strong emotions that are hard to describe, ones that made my heart pound and my cock as hard as a rock. It is a jealousy that I crave now, one that I suppose I am totally addicted to.

I have had no doubts whatsoever since that morning, I still feel the exquisite pangs of jealousy but she is always so sexy when she has been with another guy. She always is but those moments are so hot and I love every second of them.

So, she certainly hasn’t forgotten her promise to make a list of ten. She showed me item number 1 on her phone last night.

1. Have my husband wear a small, tight speedo on the beach.

She’s just messing with me right?