So are you ready to go back? Way back to a time in my life w..

So are you ready to go back? Way back to a time in my life where becoming a Hotwife was something that would be only in a flithy dream. Kinda the ones where you find yourself having sex with someone other than your partner. You can’t picture this person but the feelings the following morning feel so real. I would never tell my husband that I had dreamt I was with another guy. Looking back now I probably should have. Turns out it was a fantasy of my husbands and he would have loved nothing more to know I also had been unknowingly fantasising too.

My husband did pluck up the courage one day to share his feelings with me about seeing me with another guy. A BIGGER guy!! How he wanted me to know what a bigger guy felt like? He did this via text while he was out for the day. I was pretty shocked to have read what had just pinged up on my phone. Was this a trick question? It was pretty out of the blue. Shall I just be honest?
I replied “I already know” 😈

Fast forward a short while. With the seed planted in my mind. Slowly growing as the weeks past and with every sexual encounter with my husband. Talking dirty to him before he cums deep inside me and the regular flithy texts we sent back and forth about our now “mutual” fantasy
At the time I could only see it as a fantasy. I could never see myself even having the confidence to even talk to another man let alone take of my clothes for one!
Of course I have always looked at guys and thought ooooo I wouldn’t mind abit of him! Especially hubbys long term friend D. We’ve always had flirty banter together which has never bothered hubby ever. I can probably see why now looking back.

In my everyday life I am shy, quiet, don’t have many friends and enjoy my own company believe it or not haha!! I didn’t even know what a Hotwife was. Oh how naive I was back then.
I really want to try this fantasy. Who could we get to try it with us? I thought about D but how am I going to approach hubby with this idea?
As we fucked in bed one night I whispered in his ear “what about D?” Would you be up for it? Would D even be up for it?

Hubby said to leave it with him and he would talk to D. Before I know it a date had been arranged, originally just me and D but as the date drew closer I felt my nerves really kicking in. I asked H (Hubby) if he would mind being there with me. If we are going to try this fantasy we need to do it together don’t we.

We arranged to go to our usual pub. It has a huge beer garden and with the sun shining it was the perfect weather for more flirty banter.
I don’t think I have ever felt this nervous in my life! My heart was pounding in my chest as we pulled up in the car park. We’ve been with D for drinks on so many occasions but this was different. This was “pre drinks” before my husband watches me fuck his friend!!!
As soon as I saw D my nerves faded away slightly. I thought we would all feel awkward but it was just like another drink at the pub. We had a couple of drinks before heading to D’s house. He only lived about 5 minutes away from there.
Are you excited? H asked while we followed behind D in his car. I had a huge smile on my face as I turned and kissed him on the cheek.

We pulled up and headed into D house.
This is it!! Argh my nerves. The excitement of what was just about to happen had me trembling. I can’t believe I was about to feel another man after so long
D welcomed us into his home and poured all three of us a drink. I then excused myself and headed upstairs to the bathroom to freshen up and but on my favourite bodysuit/lingerie. I have worn this for H so many times. He always says how sexy I look in it and now I’m about to wear it for him and his friend.
Once ready I found myself staring in the mirror. Trying to build up the courage to open the door and head down stairs in all my glory! Another man hasn’t seen my body in I can’t tell you how many years. I’m was still shy sometimes to show myself to my own husband.
I finally braved it and opened the bathroom door and headed downstairs, after what seemed like being up there for hours. I could hear H & D still chatting away like they always do. As I got to the bottom of the stairs I took a deep breath and walked straight on over to D who was sitting in an arm chair in the corner of the room. As I straddled my legs either side of him I kissed him. I kissed him just like I kiss my husband. Passionately and slow.
Me & D enjoyed each other for quite a while downstairs. Him licking my pussy on his sofa, it was so surreal. He even made me cum which I just couldn’t believe. I never thought anyone else could do it. The look on my face was priceless when it happened (this is a moment hubby has watched back more than any other, I mean it was my first orgasm at the hands of another man) I couldn’t wait for D to start undressing, I wanted to see what his cock was like. I had been thinking about this for the last week almost every few seconds, thought admittedly I had thought about what his cock would be like long before H told me about his fantasy, though I’d always feel guilty for thinking it, I guess it’s just a woman’s thing to do though most might not admit it haha. When he pulled it out I didn’t know where to look, it was very different to H’s and what I’ve been used to for all these years. I could barely get my mouth around D’s cock. I took it in turns having D’s cock in my mouth then H’s while D licked me. It was amazing! We then moved on up to his bedroom for more fun. I couldn’t believe my luck. 2 gorgeous guys absolutely worshipping my body and giving me the time of my life.
If things could get any better they did when D made me squirt all over his bed. ALOT! Completely soaking his bed over and over until my legs were a quivering wreck. I sucked D’s cock as H fucked me from behind. I felt like a such a lucky, naughty princess. My confidence in this situation grew and grew as we went along I even got on top of D and rode him until I came.

Right after I couldn’t believe I had just done that. I had worried what if I felt guilty after or ended up not liking it. Though the truth is I was absolutely buzzing. Literally. H was too! We fucked so hard when we got home.

While at this time I had no clue what a Hotwife was, it was just some fun between me, my husband and his friend but this definitely started the deeper look into this sort of thing.

It’s crazy to me to think back on how I’ve gone from housewife to hotwife, how did I even get the courage to make the move with D! I don’t know the answer but I absolutely love this lifestyle 😈

**PS, I’m working on getting the video sorted so watch this space 😜 xxx**