Hotwife Confession (continued)...

Hotwife Quick Confession: I’ll never understand why there are so many “face painting” Cumshot videos out there. If I’m sucking your cock and you’re about to cum, I’m going to deep throat that man stick and swallow every drop! I’ll keep on sucking until you get hard again (if you can stand it). I just love sucking dick, and hate to waste all that delicious cum!

Hotwife Confession: The Poker Game

My husband G had a regular poker game, and once every few weeks the location rotates to our house. Usually I go out with the kids on those nights to keep them from disturbing the game, but on this occasion, they were spending the night at G’s parents’ house, so I had nothing to do. I decided to make some real food for the guys instead of the usual chips and dips they ate during the game.

I prepared some hot appetizers and had a plan to act as a server for them, keeping them at the table while I fetched cold beers throughout the game. I was getting ready for the evening as G set up the table and got out his poker set. I wore my black nylons and garter belt, a black lace bra, my little black cocktail dress, and high heels. G suggested that I add an apron to the ensemble so I’d look like a French maid, but I thought that was a bit much.

As the guys arrived, I offered them drinks, and they got the game going in short order. I brought out a tray of pigs in a blanket and mini spanakopita, and got a few compliments on the service, as well as a few on my outfit. After a few hands and a few more beers, G said that I should have taken his suggestion and worn the apron. The guys all agreed that I’d look hot in a French maid outfit and laughed about it. I decided to give them a little treat, and went upstairs to change.

I went to the bedroom and slipped out of the dress. I put on the panties that matched the bra, and slipped into a black silk hip-length camisole with a lace trim. On top of this, I put in a white lace apron and checked my makeup. I switched my heels for black stilettos just for effect.

As I came down the stairs, I snuck into the kitchen and got a serving tray, and brought out five cold beers in my makeshift French maid’s costume. As I entered the room, G’s friend Bill said, “holy shit!” as he watched me walk to the table, and eyed me from my heels, up my nylons to the exposed garter belt, over the apron to the lace trim of my cami and bra. All eyes turned to me, and G smiled broadly.

“Well guys, I told you she’d look hot as a French maid.” I made a show of serving each guy his beer, and bent over a little, sticking my ass out as I placed each beer on the table. Without a word, I turned to go back into the kitchen and as I reached the door, I let the tray slip out of my hands. I bent over to pick it up, and as I reached down, my camisole rode up and my ass was totally exposed with just the thong and garter belt in view. As I stood back up I giggled and turned around, gave a little curtsy, and walked back into the kitchen.

I gave them a few minutes to digest and react to what had just happened, and then called G into the kitchen. “Now you’ve done it,” I said to him. You’ve got me all horny and thinking dirty thoughts.”

“Well so have you,” he quipped. Every one of them is going to want a piece of that ass again now.”

“Again?” I asked. I suddenly realized what he meant, and remembered the time a few months before the pandemic when he’d blindfolded me and tied me to the bed for one of our “secret lover” sessions, and brought four guys in instead of just one. “They were the blindfold gangbang guys?”

“Yeah. They were. And I’m sure they’re all thinking about it right now.”

“I’ve got an idea. Go back inside and get the game going again. Let me know who wins the next hand.”

G returned to the table and got the guys back to the game. After a few minutes, he called in and said, “Kat, Dave just bluffed his way into winning a hand!”

I came out of the kitchen and walked over to the table. I put my hand on Bill’s shoulder and said, “excuse me, Bill. Will you make some room?” And as he pushed his chair away from the table, I got down under it in front of Dave. I ran my hand up his thigh and found his zipper, and as I pulled his half-hard cock from his fly, I said, “well, deal the next hand. Winner gets a treat.” I took the head of Dave’s cock into my mouth as G began dealing the next hand. Dave got fully hard quickly as I rolled my tongue around his head inside my mouth. His precum tasted yummy and I enjoyed the taste as I sucked his cock under the table. After a few minutes, Bill won a hand, so I pivoted toward him and unzipped his pants. He was already fully hard, and I had some difficulty getting him out of his fly, so he undid his belt and we worked together to slip his pants down and expose his big cock. He was thick and veiny and his precum has made a wet spot in his underwear as I sucked Dave’s cock. I licked his cock from the base to the tip and savored the slightly different flavor of his precum before taking the large, purple head into my mouth. He moaned as the next hand was dealt. I sucked the big head and stroked his thick shaft as my other hand caressed his balls.

Dave won the next hand, so I moved back toward him. His cock was leaking precum, and I took his shaft deep in my mouth in one gulp, going balls deep on the first stroke. He reached down to pull my head toward him, and I released him from my mouth and admonished, “no hands. You need them for poker. Play the game boys!” As I began again, I slipped my hand into his briefs and pulled out his balls so I could play with them while I sucked him off. Before I could get very far, Andy announced that he had won a hand.

I turned around under the table and found Andy already unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. I slipped his boxers over his hard dick and gripped it in my hand, rubbing his precum into the soft spot under the head with my extended thumb. I licked the tip of his cock before taking him into my mouth. He was long and relatively thin, but his cock had an amazing curve like a banana. It would have been perfect for 69, but made under-the-table head a little difficult with his pants still on, so I slipped them down to his ankles. I angled his long cock toward me, and began sucking as the boys played cards above me.

His cock twitched and pulsed in my hand and mouth, and as I took more of it into my throat, Andy grabbed the edge of the table and shouted, “oh shit, I’m sorry!” as he came in my mouth. I continued sucking and swallowed his load, which filled my mouth quickly with each pulse of his long cock. The guys teased him a little about his fast release, and I kept his cock in my mouth, gently sucking and drawing out every last drop of his delicious jizz.

A few minutes later, G announced he’d won a hand, so I turned toward my husband and helped him slip down his pants. I took his familiar cock into my mouth, and tugged on his balls as I deep throated his cock. His precum flowed from his dick and I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and squeezed it as I sucked on his head.

Part 2 coming soon…I promised this story to a fan a few days ago and I feel bad that I haven’t posted it until now. More to cum soon, I promise!

Hotwife Gloryhole Confession:

After our first two really “fulfilling” experiences, my husband and I decided to try the club scene (sex/swinger clubs, that is). We looked on the swingers’ lifestyle page we had joined and found a few places relatively close to home. On Friday night, I got into my red “hotwife dress” and sexiest heels, did my hair and makeup, and announced that I was ready to go. Hubby asked what panties I was wearing, and when I told him I was wearing the black lace thong, he said I should take them off. I wasn’t going to need them anyway, and why risk losing them? I smiled as I lowered them around my ankles and kicked them off into his face playfully.

We headed to the first place on our list, and paid our cover charge. It was much different from the “bookstore” we had recently been at. There were two main “party” rooms and several private rooms (available for an extra fee)...one of the main rooms was for straight folks and the other one was for gay men. There wasn’t anyone in the straight room at all when we walked in, so I grabbed my husband by the hand and led him to the other door. He was hesitant at first, but he relaxed quickly once we went inside. I’d never watched two men “going at it” and I was intrigued...so my confidence must have put him at ease. There were dozens of TVs on the walls, all showing porn. Most was gay porn, but there were a few screens showing straight porn and group sex stuff. There were 15-20 sofas throughout the room, which was much bigger than I had imagined. There were at least 50 men inside. Some were on the sofas either watching TV or jerking off. A few were paired off kissing or fondling each other. Others were just sort of milling around. There were five or six doors on one end of the room with a line of about 5-6 men outside. I whispered to my husband that I was surprised there were so many men lined up for the bathrooms (usually it’s the ladies’ room that has a line) and he let out a laugh that could be heard over the porn from all the TVs. He leaned over and whispered in my ear that those weren’t bathrooms...they were “glory hole” rooms. Guys were going in there to get their dicks sucked or to suck dick through holes in the walls. I was definitely intrigued now. Anonymous cocksucking? Hmmmm...I said “let’s see what it’s like....how does it work?”

We walked over and got on line together. After several of the doors opened and various men emerged zipping up their pants as others slipped into the rooms, we were soon next in line. A door soon opened for us, and we slipped into the closet-sized room together. There was a small tv showing some girl getting gangbanged by 5 BBCs (note to self: add to bucket list). There was a hole in each of the two side walls about waist high, and I knelt to peek through them. On my left, I could see someone rubbing his crotch through his pants, while watching whatever was on his tv. On my right I was presented with the purplish head of a fairly average sized penis. I looked up at my husband and smiled as I reached over to touch it. He smiled back and gave me a nod. I knelt facing the hole and gently licked the tip of the stranger’s dick, tasting the first drop of precum and savoring its salty flavor. I opened my lips and took his head into my eager mouth and began sucking gently. He wasn’t much different in size from my husband, so I could easily deep throat him. He pressed his body against the wall on his side, and I took as much of him as I could into my mouth, sucking slightly harder with each bob of my head without letting my nose hit the wall. His cock was leaking precum, and I was loving it! He began to pump his hips, which made it difficult to keep him in my mouth, but I did my best. He was clearly about to cum, and began to pull his dick back through the hole, but I sucked hard to indicate I wanted his load. He pushed back in and I gripped his shaft, stroking it and rubbing his frenulum with my thumb. I heard him grunt as the first blast of hot cum erupted from his head and made its way to my chin. I grinned and opened my mouth to catch the rest, and closed my lips around his head for the next several bursts of warm, creamy cum. When he was done, he pulled back through the hole, opened his door, and simply disappeared into the crowd. I stood up to face my husband, opened my mouth, and showed him my first load of the evening, before swallowing it in one gulp.

Meanwhile, from the other wall, a new cock emerged through the hole. This one was really big, jet black, and uncircumcised. I’d seen them while watching porn with my husband, but I’d never been with an “uncut” guy before. It was big. And thick. And covered in beautiful, juicy veins. I knelt before the ebony tool and grasped it by the base, as I licked it up and down. I started stroking gently and took the head and foreskin into my mouth. It didn’t take much for it to begin to stiffen, and the beautiful pinkish head began to emerge from within its fleshy sheath. I slipped my tongue under the dark foreskin and encircled the head, sliding my tongue inside the skin before retracting it. My pussy was dripping by this point, and I was aching for something to fill it. As I sucked the stranger’s huge cock, I reached down with my left hand and lifted my dress and began rubbing my clit. I was soaked. The huge cock in my mouth was way too big for me to deep throat, but I was giving it the old college try. I bobbed my head back and forth on his shaft, and took a little more into my throat with each forward stroke. My pussy was tingling and I needed more. I slipped two fingers inside and fucked myself as I worshipped my black Adonis.

My husband tapped my shoulder, and when I looked up at him, he nodded toward the other hole in the wall. A new cock was poking through at me. I would have shifted positions to stroke both cocks at the same time, but I wanted this big black cock inside my tight, wet, freshly-shaved pussy. I reached for my handbag and grabbed a Magnum condom and handed it to my husband. I told him to get my friend ready to fuck as I stood and slipped my dress over my head and tossed it onto my bag. I stroked both cocks for a second as my husband opened the condom wrapper. I nodded my head to indicate what he should do. It was totally hot watching him roll a rubber onto another man’s cock! I bent over and told him to guide it in. He held the huge black cock and pressed it against my slick opening. As I pushed back onto him with my hips, my pussy stretching to accommodate his girth, I leaned forward and started (somewhat awkwardly) sucking the cock facing me. My ass cheeks were finally pressed against the wall, and I was being fucked from behind as I tried desperately to keep the other cock in my mouth. Being only 5’ tall has its disadvantages, even in such a small room as this. I had to stop sucking, and I began stroking instead as I relished the feeling of being fucked from behind by this big cock. He was stretching me and hitting all the right spots. I began to feel that warmth and tingling inside, and my body tensed up as I came hard on his huge cock. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me as he pumped into me from the other side of the wall. I tried to give my best attention to the dick in my hand, but he pulled it back through the wall. I could see him through the hole as he knelt to watch me get fucked. I guess it was a better scene than the one on his tv.

My husband reached down to hold my hand and help steady me as the pace of my anonymous lover’s thrusting picked up. He began grunting and we could hear his whole body slamming against the wall as he fucked my pussy harder and harder. I lurched forward off the giant cock and spun around just in time to yank off the condom and I practically choked on him as I took him deep into my throat. The explosion of cum filled my throat and mouth and I gagged as cum and saliva ran down my chin onto my breasts. He pulled back through the hole as I sucked the last drop from him and tugged at his foreskin with my lips as his head receded. My mouth full of cum, I stood and faced my husband, and I grabbed him by the back of the head and kissed him full on the mouth, opening my lips and sharing the huge load of cum with him in a passionate kiss. I reached for his crotch and felt his hard cock in his pants and gave it a playful squeeze. I turned to retrieve my dress and slipped into it as he helped me get it back on. We exited the room and suddenly found ourselves a part of the anonymous crowd again, not sure which of the men in the room I had just sucked or fucked. It was absolutely thrilling, and I was aching for more!

It wasn’t the end of our night by any means...I’ll write more about it soon!

Every. Single. Time.

Unless you want me to kiss you and we can share it!

This is almost exactly the way I had my first multi-partner experience in the back room of an adult video store. It was amazing!

How goes a man go from being a family man with a loving faithful life who finds out his wife has been deceitfully cheating on him with his best friend then miraculously get over it, except it and become a cuckold? He’s now pimping his wife out by arranging reckless, bareback, gangbang sex with total strangers followed by eating their cum from her pussy. It seems like all love for each other is lost and he’s punishing her, using sex as a weapon, for her betrayal. However she seems to be having the time of her life fucking superior men while he basically watches or marginally participates on her command. Maybe write a confession story for us readers explaining how this seemingly all about sex marriage works?

Here are my thoughts:

1) ^^accept it

2) A cuckold is a man whose wife cheats on him without his knowledge (or in some cases, with his knowledge, but without his consent). We’re a “Stag and Vixen” or “Hotwife” couple. I not only know about her other partners, but I encourage her to have sex with them. 95% of the time, I’m there to watch. Sometimes she just tells me about it afterward or sends me selfies from her dates. I don’t mind the cuckold label per se, but it’s not strictly accurate.

3) “pimping” implies that she’s a whore. She may be a first class, verified, card-carrying, four-star, certified, dyed-in-the-wool, cream-of-the-crop slut, but she’s no whore. Even if she doesn’t resent the implication, I do.

4) It’s kind of like this: “To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary, to one without faith, no explanation is possible.” If you don’t understand the hotwife lifestyle (or cum cleanup fetishes, or the concept of “compersion,” etc.), there’s no way I can effectively explain any of it to you. And frankly, I shouldn’t have to explain myself. There are dozens, if not hundreds, of websites out there that do it for me.

5) There’s no love lost between us at all. We’re very much in love and enjoy sex with each other way more than we used to. Our marriage and sex life are more than fine (thank you for your concern, though). But do you really care to understand us, or are you just pushing buttons? It seems like you’ve already made up your mind about us. I did write a confession recently describing the first time I realized the thought of her with someone else turned me on, and actually telling her I wanted to watch her with other men. It was titled, “Stag Confession: The Realization.”  

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Billions and billions served…

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In a recent post you said to your husband “I’m sorry, hon, but sometimes I just need to fuck a bigger, thicker cock than yours.” That’s a pretty condensating thing to tell your husband. You seem to be saying that your husband, with his normal sized cock, is inadequate and can no longer satisfy you sexually? After reading your stories it seems your saying sex with your bigger bulls is considerably better than sex ever was with you husband

Thanks for the comment. Actually, he does satisfy me most of the time, and he knows I love having sex with him. We chose this lifestyle together after he discovered that me being with other men (especially those who are significantly more endowed than he is) turns him on. Some of the sex I’ve had with other men has been physically more pleasurable than with my husband. They can reach places and take me on rides that he never could. But that doesn’t mean that my husband doesn’t satisfy me, or that he’s inadequate. We just both happen to like the fact that I have the freedom to be with men who can do more for me (and therefore vicariously for him) than he is able to do himself. It’s a personal choice, and we’re both very happy with our lifestyle. We’ve been enjoying it for almost ten years, so it’s not a novelty for us, and we’ve learned to navigate the pitfalls. We’ve also learned the hard way that total honesty and clear communication are of the utmost importance in this lifestyle.

Current mood. Tie me up, tie me down, and let the freight train run!