Hotwife Experience

By Elizabeth S. Grey

10 Hotwife sories for her and him.

Our first hotwife experience

When it finally happened, we had been married almost 20 years. We are high school sweethearts that married after graduation and had a built a pretty normal life. Good kids, good jobs, little house in the suburbs nothing substantial to complain about...

Hotwife First Time

I am really surprised to be writing this story. A month ago, I would have never believed I could have sex with a man other than my husband, especially not at his suggestion and with his encouragement. Most of all, I am astounded what a totally amazing erotic experience it turned out to be and how wantonly, willingly and shamelessly I threw myself into the adventure, to the delight of both my husband Kyle, and myself...

My hotwife at the nightclub

This is the story about how our relationship took a turn down the road of hotwifing. This is completely true!

My wife and I have been married for 10 years. Everything about our relationship has been conventional up to this point. kids, jobs, a monotnous sex life, you know the routine. We had talked about fantasies involving other men and women in our bed, but that was the extent of it. My wife Paula is a total hottie! She always turns heads wherever we go. She is an attention whore, and always loves seeing guys checking her out!

She's finally a hotwife.

First let me start by saying this really happened and was way better than any night I could have planned myself. I changed our names for obvious reasons. I'm the cuckold I'll call myself Conor. My wife will go by Hannah. So Hannah and I have been together in a very happy marriage since we were teenagers. I myself had only had sex with one person when we met and Hannah was a proud virgin. I took me over two years before we had sex.

And many more...

• Language: English
• Publisher: CKom - Online Media
• Release date: Feb 8, 2019
• ISBN: 9781370683802

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Hotwife Experience

Elizabeth Grey

Chapter - Our first hotwife experience

When it finally happened, we had been married almost 20 years. We are high school sweethearts that married after graduation and had a built a pretty normal life. Good kids, good jobs, little house in the suburbs nothing substantial to complain about.

Over the years we had acted out a few fantasies, but I never thought she would indulge the fantasy that had become my largest obsession. I was completely fascinated with watching another man fuck my wife. Not make love, not share a tender moment, just fuck. I wanted to see my wife fucked and fucked well. I wanted to see her give herself to another man the way she had given herself to me. I wanted to see her turned into a complete slut, begging to have a cock in her pussy, a cock in her mouth all while getting fucked into submission.

We had discussed it many times and we have played on the Internet. We both enjoy posting pictures of her sucking and fucking on an amateur website. I especially liked when she chatted with guys she met online. There was just something about sliding my cock in and out of her dripping pussy as she chatted with a stranger about how much she wished she was sucking his cock or licking his balls. We had even gone so far as to try a local swingers club, but with no success. If we found a couple to play with we didn’t have the time. If we had the time, we couldn’t find the right people to play. Finding the right people became such compulsion that eventually it almost ruined the fantasy. Because of the false starts Michelle ultimately opted out. She never ruled out the chance of it happening, but she did make it clear that she was no longer interested in actively pursuing this. Her position was, when the time is right it’ll happen…as usual, she right.

Between home, school and work things had been rather stressful. I knew an evening out would do us both a world of good. I found a sitter and went about making some plans. I made a reservation at a favorite restaurant and booked a room at a downtown hotel so that we could both enjoy the evening and not worry about the long drive home.

We had dinner at a downtown Mexican restaurant. The down side was the place had a very upscale feel, but the upside was that because of a friend of a friend the service was top notch and the drinks were flowing. A few margaritas later and you could feel the stress lifting and see that Michelle’s mind was starting to think of other fun activities. As we talked I couldn’t help but notice her incredible cleavage. You see Michelle is a real woman, and she has curves where a woman should. I have always found her beautiful, but in the outfit she had on, low cut top, short skirt, nice pumps and no panties she was downright irresistible. I loved the way she had curled her hair, big rings that fell gently onto her shoulders, and when she looked at me with her big brown eyes it was hard to maintain my composure. I think she suspected, but I knew I was busted when she caught me gazing intently at her tits. You should be more discrete she said, That is if you’re not trying to get caught. As she said this she reached over and gently started to rub the crotch of my pants. I was pretty sure the booth hid our activities from the others, but my reaction to her was not concealed. Right under her hand she could feel my dick growing larger. Between her hand, those tits, and the thought of what we were going to do back at the hotel, it was almost too much. I asked if she was ready to go, but she wanted to grab one more drink at the bar before we headed out. We left the table and headed for the bar. We found a seat near the end of the bar and ordered a couple of drinks.

As we waited for our drinks we engaged in a little public display of affection. You see along with those tits she has nice round hips and an ass I can’t keep my hands off. Being fairly confident no one was watching us, I kept sliding my hand lower and lower down her back until I could just slide my hand inside her skirt and feel the crack of her ass. Just as the drinks arrived we heard a voice behind us say Nice view, mind if I join you? To our surprise someone had indeed seen us at the table and when we took our show on the road he followed us to the bar.

Sensing the potential in the situation I said absolutely, but I could tell Michelle was a bit more unsure than I was. Where I tend to be all balls and no brains, thankfully she balances me out. Lucky for us both she was rather relaxed and didn’t protest when our new friend joined us. He ordered a drink and told us his name was Kenneth. He had been having dinner with friends, and as they were leaving he noticed our little game at the table. He mentioned that he had decided to stay and have a drink and see what happened. When we came to the bar he knew the moment was right. I could tell he liked what he saw as he could barely make eye contact with either of us. His eyes were locked on Michelle’s tits and he was not doing a good job hiding his growing excitement. Despite her initial reservations I could see Michelle starting to open up to the situation. The more we talked the more she laughed and I could see her gazing into his eyes. I could see things starting to develop so I took the opportunity to excuse myself for a moment so they could be alone. On my way back from the restroom I stopped and looked into the bar. I could see they had snuggled in close to each other and were obviously enjoying each other’s company. He would talk, she would laugh, and they were touching each other’s hands. I was filled with an odd sensation, a mix of jealousy and excitement. I could sense my inner most fantasy on the verge of coming true, but all this as I stood and watched my loving wife of almost 20 years building a bond and enjoying the company of another man.

She saw me approaching and leaned back a bit. I could immediately see that she had lost another button on her top and even more of her beautiful cleavage was exposed. I could see they had had a nice conversation, because she was obviously excited. Her eyes were sparkling, her knees slightly apart, she was very relaxed, and you could actually feel the sex in the air. As I approached, Kenneth excused himself saying, I’ll get the check, you two probably want to talk. As he walked away Michelle pulled me close and said Tonight is your lucky night, babe, I think the moment is right. She asked me if I was sure this was what I wanted? I knew it was, but not wanting to appear to eager I asked her if she was sure? She thought for a moment and then grabbed my hand.