Love It!

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.

Should I make a comeback? Will base my decision on number of people that reblog this post, and possibly the comments 😘.

Precisely!!!

LOL, love it.

Vocal Tom.

Who knew!? I always thought he was too quiet and shy to be like I have just learnt he really is.

I feel we’re in a really interesting phase right now, partly because of the new developments with Tom but also from a perspective of learning even more about each other. We, to be truthful, I think Louise is learning more about me and I’m enjoying exploring her reactions to things, as they come out or as they evolve.

To give it some more context, just a couple of weeks ago we were talking about my fantasies, I was trying to scale them - one to ten. I told her that watching her suck someone else’s dick is huge for me, it is a huge turn on now and it have been a huge fantasy. Somehow, she actually didn’t know that, I guess I never made it clear enough. Interestingly, she said if she had known things might have started a fair bit earlier for us. She had a lot to overcome before she was ready to have sex outside our marriage but feels that a blowjob, given the right time and circumstances, wouldn’t have been such a big deal. The conversation actually started because I sent her one of those hotwife meme things, one that showed a girl freeing a big dick with a caption that said something like “the dare was just to kiss it.”

Back to the point, vocal Tom. As I said it surprised me, and it was great to learn how it turns Louise on. Some of the things he said to her on Sunday included:

“Fuck, I just love these nipples… I could suck them all day.”

Not long after, when he was rubbing his dick on her boobs, he told her he “could cum like this, all over her tits and her face.”

He often talks about her pussy, and how good it feels to be fucking it. On Sunday he told her how he loves to watch his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. He was fucking her from behind at the time.

He also told her he “wants to fuck her in the arse again.”

Louise swears she told me this bit but I must have forgotten, she was and still is the only woman he has got to do that with. After they fucked, and she asked him about it, he told her he thinks about it all the time. He asked the woman he was dating too, if she wanted it there. But no, apparently it isn’t something she will ever do.

Tom does have a deep voice, that I have always known. What I didn’t know is that when he cums, he moans really deeply and, sometimes, they talk up some rather dirty stuff. All about filling her up, cumming in her married pussy and the like. Or he’ll ask her if she want him to pull out, cum all over her tits, or her face. I knew without her saying that her answer would sometimes be yes. Except for the times when she is close to cumming herself of course. I also did not know how much it turns her on.

They are just some examples, there was and often is more, or so I’m told. It’s funny, I asked her if she would like me to be more like that, to talk dirty sometimes, like she does to me (especially when she wants to make me cum). I knew the answer as soon as I asked it though, and pretty much said it myself. It would be too fake, too much like trying to be like him. She did say maybe one day, maybe there’d be a time when it wouldn’t be like that. We’ll see.

He had questions too, about me. Of everything that has happened in the last few days, they may be the most interesting part. I’ll touch on them next.

This is an interesting post. I firmly believe in an “each to his own” type of situation and understand that some husbands and “bulls” want it this way. For us though, it would be highly unlikely that these kinds of guys would even get close to the bedroom with Louise. Still, I feel like offering a different perspective to a few of these comments, the husband’s perspective, according to me.

1. I like fucking a married woman if her husband has no idea etc. If it was us, you might think I have no idea but rest assured it would all be part of our fun. We have no intention of ever mistreating or misleading any guy but if, for some reason, you ever got there you would not be the one in control.

2. I like watching the faces of husbands etc. I imagine this would be valid in any kind of dynamic. I can well imagine how my face looks and, especially, how it looked the first time I saw. Some kind of mix of elation, anguish, excitement and maybe even a bit of confusion perhaps.

3. Irrelevant.

4. Unlikely that you’d be the one doing the seducing. If, by chance, you were Louise would still be the one in control.

5. I enjoy coming all over a married woman etc. Being cum all over is something Louise enjoys so yes, you would get to enjoy it. There would be no turf marked though, any “ownership” washes away as simply as the cum does.

6. I love keeping a married woman out overnight etc. Yes, you are right, I would quite possibly be awake all night wondering too. If you were a good guy and did it respectfully you might get to enjoy such a treat.

7. I love fucking a wife in front of her husband etc. Your comments regarding your appreciation of her would be welcome if said in the right way. Do it with humiliation as the intent and you would be on your way home in a flash.

8. I like the first time a married woman sees my cock etc. Fair enough, I too would like the lucky guy to have something bigger, better or different about him. Something that gives Louise a different kind of pleasure is always welcome.

9. I like cumming on a married woman’s face etc. It might be something that a guy might get to do, if he’s lucky enough then he should enjoy the experience. Like number 5, it would be because Lou wanted it and, also, it washes away and means nothing more than some dirty fun for all.

10 to 13. All irrelevant, the guy has no power, she gets plenty at home, you will never get near our bed (Louise’s rule, not mine) and you might think of her as those things but she is neither, nor will you get another chance if that is how you treat her.

14. I like walking into a hotel etc. It might happen if you became a regular partner for her, which would only happen if you respect us both and appreciate what you are blessed to enjoy. All of which means your little power buzz from taking a married woman to a hotel room is irrelevant.

15 to 18. All irrelevant. We might thank you for joining us, or for having us at your house. I might get you a beer after sex, as an equal. She will never be yours to give to anyone but, if you’re awesome, you might suggest a friend of yours joins you or us for some extra fun. Her pussy will never be yours. Her heart belongs to me, her pussy is hers and even I appreciate it as such.

16. I love when a wife tell me fantasies or experiences etc. Highly unlikely she will tell you experiences that I don’t know about, even if there are any. Interestingly, the fantasy thing is close to a current reality. Louise is talking about a fantasy with a new guy, someone she might see when we return from our vacation. With him she is exploring (by messages) some BDSM related things that she is finding a turn on. As yet I don’t know many specifics and that is just fine by me (it is tantalising, intriguing and the cause of some highly arousing jealousy too).

17. When a married woman wants to do things with me that she doesn’t do with her husband etc. This is fine by me, doing something she hasn’t done with me is actually a fantasy of mine, one that she knows about. There is not a lot left to choose from but the BDSM thing should open up an option or two.

18, 19. I like to call a husband etc. You may call me on speaker, sounds like fun. But you won’t be owning anything. It would be far more likely for Louise to call me to pick her up in the morning, if you ever got so lucky as to have her stay the night.

20. The drug store to buy condoms. It simply wouldn’t happen.

21. I like cumming n a wife’s pussy etc. I would hope you would like it, if you ever were to blessed with such an opportunity.

22. I like getting a wife to tell her husband how much bigger etc. Yeah, she might tell me that I guess but it is very unlikely she would do so just because the other guy wanted her to.

23 to 25. Irrelevant, they just would not happen.

26. I like having a married woman tell me I’m the best fuck etc. Wow, you must be good to get such a compliment and, if you were that good, I would be ecstatic for Louise. Who knows, in the moment and if you really were that good, she might tell you that but the reality is that she would be more likely to tell me in private how good you really were.

27. I like to make a husband stand guard etc. Neither Louise or I would enable you to “make” me do anything. Standing guard while you get lucky somewhere public - yeah, I could see it happening, it is definitely a turn on for Louise and I would be doing it for her not because you “made” me.

28. I get off making a husband jealous while I fuck his wife. Good for you, I would definitely be jealous, especially during your first time.

29. I enjoy feeling up a wife in a public place etc. So you should enjoy it, it hasn’t happened for us so far but it wouldn’t be out of the question I guess.

30, 31. Irrelevant, neither would happen. She wouldn’t allow you to introduce you as her girlfriend. Me catching you implies I wouldn’t know, that would only happen if it was part of Louise’s game and, then, me catching you at it would be what she intended.

32. It’s fun having a married woman tell her husband she can’t do without me. This one actually relates to my fear with the whole hotwife thing. Louise totally assures me it could never happen but what if she did truly fall in love with someone? Maybe the risk of it is something that adds to my jealousy and the thrill of it all?

33. Getting off fucking her ass in front of me. Again, so you should if you get so lucky. This is something that has happened a couple of times now and it is excruciatingly arousing. Especially the way she looked at me the first time, right in the eye with the dirtiest, aren’t I bad look on her face.

34. I like showing up unannounced etc. I just can’t see it happening but, if it did, it would be because Louise set it up to look that way to me.

35, 36. Both are probably irrelevant. Like the one earlier, if you think I don’t know, or if I genuinely don’t, then that is all because it is how Louise wants it, part of her game and there is no risk regarding getting caught. Haha, other than a risk that I might “punish” her in some way later. The club one, unlikely but if it did happen like that so what.

37. Hmm, Louise has one friend who knows pretty much everything. I have one who knows a bit (my mate who happened to get lucky with Louise a couple of times). Very recently, as written about, we have shared some things with our neighbours - well, Louise shared a few details at least. I totally love our dirty little secrets and have enjoyed the fact that a select few know a bit about some of them at least.

Things “Bulls” Like

I recently read a post about the collected thoughts of “Bulls.”  A Bull is the “other man” in a hotwife / cuckold relationship.  I got so aroused reading this.  I’ve selected some of the hottest ones.  I’ve also added a few that I’ve heard myself.

I like fucking a married woman if her husband has no idea. It’s great knowing I can convince her to cheat.  

I like watching the faces of husbands as they deal with the emotions of watching their wife get fucked by another man.  

I get off rubbing in a husband’s face how slutty his wife is with me.  

I love seducing a married woman and making her husband a cuckold for the first time ever.  

I enjoy cumming all over a married woman.  It’s like I’m marking my turf.  

I love keeping a married woman out overnight or taking her home with me.  I know her husband is sitting awake, wondering what she’s doing.

I like fucking a wife in front of her husband and telling him what a good piece of ass she is, or how good her pussy feels.

I like the first time a married woman sees my cock and tells me that I’m bigger than her husband.

I like cumming on a married womans face knowing she has to clean up before she goes home, and cumming in her mouth knowing it will mean I’m always a part of her.  

I enjoy seeing her wedding ring while I’m fucking her. It’s a power trip fucking someone else’s woman.

I love hearing a married woman beg me to fuck her, because I know she doesn’t get it at home.

I love fucking a wife in their marriage bed.  

I love claiming another man’s wife as MY slut or girlfriend.

I like walking into a hotel to get a room with a married woman.

I like hearing someone’s wife thank me after I fuck her, or if its a couple I like hearing her husband thank me for fucking her.

I like sending her husband to get me a beer or something while she sucks my dick.

I like giving her to a friend to use and treat her like my property. They love that shit.

I like telling her husband that his wife’s pussy is mine now.  

I love when a wife tells me fantasies or experiences she’s had that she’s never told her husband about.  

I love when a married woman wants to do things with me that she doesn’t do with her husband.  

I like to call a husband on speaker phone while I’m owning his wife in bed.

I like to call a husband and tell him I’m done with his wife and to come pick her up.

I like to take a married woman with me into a drug store, stand in line together and have her buy a box of condoms for us.

I like coming in a wife’s pussy while her husband watches and waits his turn.

I like getting a wife to tell her husband how much bigger I feel inside her.

I like to show up at a married woman’s work place and pick her up for a lunch quickee with her coworkers watching her leave with me.

I ]like to call a husband at work and and tell him his wife is servicing me.

I love to make her lose track of time so her husband comes home and catches us in the act.  

I like having a married woman tell me I was the best fuck she ever had, especially if it’s right in front of her husband.

I like to make a husband stand guard while I fuck his wife in a public place, or fuck a wife in the back of a car in a parking lot while her husband is in the driver seat.

I get off trying to make a husband jealous while I fuck his wife.

I enjoy feeling up a wife in a public place, where others might see her.

I like introducing someone’s wife to my friends, telling them she’s my girlfriend.

I dig the risk of knowing her husband might catch us.

It’s fun having a married woman tell her husband that she can’t do without me.

I get off big time fucking a married womans ass in front of her husband.

I like showing up unannounced and lead her off to the bedroom.

I get off knowing that she might get caught but is willing to risk that to get laid.  

I love to go out with a wife and her husband to a bar or club, and have the whole place know it’s me that she’s going home with.  

I like when a wife I’m fucking tells her friends about us.

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?

Yeah, these are questions I like to get answers to.

Talking Part 3.

Let me see, where was I!!?? That’s right, we had finished talking about blowjobs, for the time being at least, and got back to candidates for her “body count.”

The third guy was pretty interesting, I had completely forgotten about him. Louise works in a hospital (not as a nurse, not as a doctor) and there’s a paramedic guy that she almost got to know a few years ago. I say almost because it was when we were trying to see if anyone interesting would come up via an adult dating thing. There was actually three guys that she messaged and emailed a few times, with the paramedic being one of them. When she told him she worked at a hospital, he told her what his profession was. He was also totally not shy, apart from telling her exactly what he would like to do to her he sent plenty of photos. There was quite a few dick pics but also plenty that showed all of him, including his face. Whilst Louise did send him a few photos, they were all quite anonymous in comparison. So it meant she knows what he looks like and then, one day, she actually did see him at the hospital.

Then, at the beach the other day, she told me she still sees him from time to time and she had wondered if she could ever have the courage to approach him, tell him who she is. I think she is right on something else she said, given how many women he may have talked to on the dating site, and given how long ago it was, he may not even remember her. Plus, we have no idea of his relationship status these days, for all we know he could be married with a young child! So, he was an interesting thought but it is extremely unlikely that she will ever even talk to him let alone take things many steps further. I’ll call him a less than 1% chance.

The final one is the most interesting of all. There is a guy that we met through friends in a dog training club we used to take our pup to a while back. To me, this guy was always the perfect choice and Louise did do some very flirty texting with him one night. I wouldn’t say it got overly explicit but it got very hot, so hot that they started talking about who would out do the other and he sent photos of some ropes, a whip and one of those ball gag things. He swore they were actually his and not something he had copied from the internet somewhere. He got a copy of her sexiest bikini photo and, in return, he sent her a photo of an impressively sized, erect penis which, again, he swore was all his.

On top of the obvious interest, he is a sworn bachelor and, also, is a fairly prominent member of the local legal community. I thought he was the perfect choice, handsome guy, clearly interested, big dick and, I reckon, someone who would be totally discrete about things. That latter factor was especially important then, when we were exploring things and wondering if anything would ever actually happen. It was also just on twelve months before Louise took the leap and gave Tom the first blowjob, she just wasn’t ready to do anything back then. So, much to my disappointment she chickened out, she told him she was sorry for leading him on and that she just couldn’t do it to her husband (she hadn’t said anything about it being with my blessing). He did say she should let him know if she ever changed her mind!

Maybe now that has happened, she may have changed her mind. There is still some hesitancy due to him being friends with friends of ours but she did say she might just send him a message to say hello some time soon. There’s one more factor at play here too, something in favour of her getting in touch with him, I’ll touch on it soon. Right now, I think there’s about an 80% likelihood something will happen (tempted to say I’m really sure of it but I’d hate to jinx things!).

We had a bit of a funny ending to that part of the conversation actually. I said to her, just to reiterate from previous conversations, that it was always just a fun dare and that her “body count” totally does not matter, especially not in comparison to keeping things exciting between the two of us. She playfully teased me about chickening out, telling me I was being a weeny and it was too late to stop her now. In all seriousness, we both know it is just part of our game, she might not ever get past her current tally, she might add the ten, there could even be more. Who knows and, apart from having fun with it, who really cares!

There was more that we talked about, much more, I think of it there might have to be a part 4. I especially need to write something about her fantasies, one that didn’t surprise me still, it was all brand new for her to talk about it.

My last bit for now though, is about a question she asked of me, what has been my favourite thing so far. It is so hard to choose, especially when considering the emotional side (the excitement, the teasing, the turmoil, the whole exquisite jealousy) against the physical side (things I been part of, things I have watched, our time together after she has been with another guy and so on. In the end we agreed we would both think about it and make a mental list of a few things to talk about at another time. She wanted to know one right then though.

I said that some of the emotional stuff would be hard to beat and I would definitely include a description of one of those times in my list. To answer her question though, there and then and for something of a physical nature, I chose the time I stood in Grant’s pool, watching her take turns at sucking Tom and Grant’s dicks as they sat side by side on the pool edge. I have thought about it more since, maybe that’s not number one after all?