Happy Father’s Day Everyone! Here’s A Little Cum Shot For You On This Special Day! 😜

Billions and billions served…

#True #TeamBeyondFreak (Taken with instagram)

Ok. I don’t post pics of myself, but if we hit 2500 followers, I’ll post a pic of our first night at the sex club:

Me, two cocks, and cum all over my chest and belly. Let’s see how long Tumblr lets it stay up.

Rainy day confession: Stuck at home today. I’m super horny and I feel like sexting with a stranger while G eats my pussy for breakfast.

Hotwife Confession: Blindfolded and Bound

The first time G brought someone home to me when I was tied up and blindfolded, it was a total surprise. We had scheduled the whole morning to ourselves, and he got up, dressed and got the kids off to school while I waited for him in our bed, naked and horny. Of course, I thought we were just playing alone, so when G brought out the silk scarves and blindfold, I willingly submitted to his dominant side, and let him tie me spread-eagle to the bedposts with the scarves, and allowed him to slip the blindfold down over my eyes. There I was, practically helpless as I waited expectantly for him to tease me with a feather or an ice cube or something. I heard the sound of the toy bag zipper opening, and got a little excited at the thought of what he might bring out of it.

I heard the sound of a vibrator beginning to hum, and felt the tip of the toy touch my toe. I absolutely love it when G teases me and runs a vibrator over my whole body...from toes to tits and everywhere in between. He started at the tip of my toe, and ran it over the sole of my foot, then up my leg and across my belly, down the other leg. He avoided the "good parts," as he always does, until he's teased me for a while. Being tied up, there wasn't anything I could do to get him to touch my pussy, and I was squirming around in anticipation.

The vibrator ran back up my leg and began its slow journey up past my navel and between my tits, and then it explored and encircled each nipple and areola before traipsing over my collar bone and up my outstretched arm. As it was beginning to come back down my arm, G's phone began to ring. To my surprise and consternation, he said, "I have to take this...I'm sorry," and he answered it! I felt him get off the bed and heard him walk toward the bedroom door. As he left the room, he began talking to the caller. I heard him go down the hall, and I tried to reach for the blindfold, but the silk restraints quickly reminded me I was stuck there like that...naked, alone, and craving satisfaction.

A few minutes later, I heard G come back into the room, and I felt him kneel between my legs. My dripping pussy spread wide open before him, he leaned over my left leg toward the toy bag, and I heard him rummaging around in it for a second. I heard the cap of the KY Jelly flip open, and the sound of a generous squirt of lube. As the tip of the dildo rubbed against my pussy, I realized he was about to use the one we'd nicknamed "Max," because at the time we bought it, it stretched me "to the max." A little over 9" long and 2-1/4 inches in diameter, it was now a favorite vibrating dildo of mine, and I accommodated it easily. I loved the feeling of Max inside me, vibrating on the highest setting, and whether it was a slow fuck or a rough, fast one, Max always delivered a great orgasm. I especially loved when G would put Max in the strap-on harness and fuck me with it.

I felt Max's head press against the opening of my pussy, and the cold lube sent a shiver through me as he pushed the large dildo inside me. Its vibrations ran through my body and I felt the thrill of being filled as it entered me all the way to the imitation balls at its base. I moaned with pleasure as G pulled the vibe slowly out and thrust it back in. Over and over, he slowly fucked me with the vibrating silicone cock. I bucked my hips up as down to meet his thrusts, and felt an orgasm beginning to build. I begged G to fuck me harder, and he obliged. He began really thrusting Max deeper and deeper inside me, slowly withdrawing it completely on the outward strokes, and quickly and forcefully filling me with each inward thrust. I felt his thumb begin to rub my clitoris as Max fucked my pussy. That sent me over the edge, and I came violently, my legs stiffening and my back arching as my pussy clenched down on Max and I let out a shriek of pleasure.

Suddenly, Max was pulled from my pussy, and I felt G come up between my legs, about to enter me. I felt the head of his cock press into me, and as it entered me and began to stretch my pussy lips apart, I realized it was WAY too big to be G. There was no mistaking that it was a real cock--it was no strap on--I felt the weight of his body as he leaned on me and began fucking me. I struggled against my restraints at first, but I heard G from across the room telling me to relax...that this was his surprise for me. I suddenly realized that it wasn't G who had fucked me with Max, but this stranger with the massive cock. I surrendered to the stranger and enjoyed the feeling of his tool pounding my pussy.

He pumped away at me and I lifted my hips up to meet his every thrust. His cock was bigger than Max, and I felt completely filled...it was really wonderful. I moaned with ecstasy, and he wrapped his arms under my shoulders and began to powerfuck me...fast and deep. He was grunting louder as he got ready to cum. I could tell he was getting close, and begged him to fill me with his hot cum. G said, "go ahead, cum inside her!"

He pushed himself up, grasped my hips, and lifted my pelvis off the bed as he fucked me even harder and faster. His cock pounded against my cervix and I tried to match his rhythm by contracting my PC muscles and squeezing his cock with my pussy. He collapsed on top of me, and suddenly I was being filled with hot, creamy cum as his cock throbbed inside my pussy. As I felt the warm jets of jizz inside me, I came myself and my whole body tensed as the shockwaves resounded through my body. He pulled out, and I felt his cum start to leak out of me. G told him to feed me his cock, and he moved up to put it in my mouth. Just as the tip touched my open lips, I felt G climb onto the bed between my legs, his warm breath just inches from my leaking pussy, and I opened my mouth wide to accept the stranger's huge member and clean his shaft of our juices. G's tongue licked up from my ass to my pussy, and lapped up the thick, creamy cum that had already leaked out of my gaping and quivering hole, and he pressed his open mouth over me, stuck his tongue deep inside, and began sucking and licking the cum the stranger had left behind.

I sucked on the cock in my mouth, and devoured every drop of cum that was leaking from it. I tasted myself on his shaft, and realized that he wasn't getting softer like G does after he cums. When G is done, his cock shrinks to about half its erect size, and becomes flaccid almost immediately. This stranger was still hard enough to fuck the back of my throat if he wanted to (and it seemed he wanted to...).

G was sucking on my clit now, and I began to cum again. As I moaned with the stranger's huge cock in my mouth, I felt it throb, and he began to thrust a little in my mouth. I could move my head pretty well, so I started really blowing him and moving my head up and down his hard shaft. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand as he steadied himself against the headboard with the other. He began to thrust in and out of my hungry mouth, fucking my throat as I gagged on him. G began fingering me, and I could tell he was licking his fingers periodically, enjoying the last vestiges of the stranger's cum from deep inside me.

After several minutes, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, slid backward over my belly, grabbed my boobs, and began to tit-fuck me. I bent my head forward so i could catch his cum in my mouth if he blew his load between my tits. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could, and kept my mouth open wide. I wanted so badly to see the man who was fucking me, and get a glimpse of his massive cock, but G wouldn't take off the blindfold. He didn't fuck my tits for long before moving back up and sticking his dick back in my mouth. I sucked hard and ran my tongue around his cock before teasing the soft underside of his head. I felt him grasp the back of my head and push deep inside my mouth, holding my head against him as he went balls deep into my throat. His cock began throbbing again as he emptied his balls in my throat. My mouth filled with creamy cum and some leaked out and began running down my cheek. He pulled out of my mouth and climbed off of my chest, and G climbed up and kissed me. His tongue tasted of pussy, and I shared the cum in my mouth with him as we snowballed it and enjoyed the flavor together.

I felt him lining up his cock with my gaping pussy, and he slid into me. He moaned as he kissed me, and he sucked the rest of the cum from my mouth and swallowed it. He thrust his hips a few times and grunted as he filled me with his own cum. He always cums quickly during sloppy seconds...he loves the feeling of my stretched pussy. As his cock shrank and softened, it slipped out of me and his cum followed quickly, running down my ass onto the sheets. I felt the strangers hands begin to loosen one of the scarves on my legs, and as it was freed, I wrapped it around my husband. The other scarf was soon loosened, and both legs were now freed. I hugged my husband with my legs, locking my ankles behind him. He pushed himself up and knelt on the bed, as he began to move away from me.

He crawled up toward my head, and I thought he was going to remove the blindfold, but no...he told me to lift my legs, and as I did, he grasped my ankles and held them up in the air. He positioned himself over my face so his balls were hanging just above my mouth, and his soft cock was just out of reach of my tongue. He spread my legs and held them in a V-shape. The stranger climbed back onto the bed and approached my exposed pussy. He rubbed the head of his cock in my husband's cum, and slipped it into my dripping pussy once again. My husband pulled up on my legs, and my ass lifted off the bed a little. The stranger pulled out of me and lined up his giant cock with my tight ass, rubbed it around a little in the cum that had leaked out of me, and pressed gently against my puckered hole.

His cock was slick with his precum, my husband's cum, and my pussy juice, and he pressed it in. After it had passed through my sphincter, I relaxed to accommodate his girth, and he leaned forward between my outstretched legs. His cock slid all the way inside my tight ass, and I felt his balls resting against my cheeks as he paused to make sure I wasn't uncomfortable. I moaned as I began licking G's balls, and when I took one of them into my mouth and began sucking, the stranger took the cue and began pumping. He drilled into my anal opening, fucking my ass with vigor. His hard cock pounded my ass as I sucked G's balls.

G released my ankles and I rested my legs on the stranger's shoulders as he fucked my ass. G reached down and started rubbing my clit furiously, and I came almost immediately. My legs clenched around my lover's neck, and my hips thrust upward as my pussy throbbed with pleasure and my asshole tightened around the huge cock inside it. This sent the stranger over the edge, and he began cumming inside me, then pulled out and shot several ropes of cum onto my pussy and belly.

As he began to crawl off the bed, I collapsed in exhaustion and turned my head to one side. G crawled off my face and leaned over to lick up the cum from my body. He devoured each stripe of hot cum from my belly, and licked my pussy clean, while my ass twitched and began leaking cum down my cheeks onto the sheets.

G got up off the bed, and I was left spent and panting with my arms still bound. I felt the mystery lover lean over my blindfolded face and felt him kiss me. I returned his kiss and tasted his tongue for a moment, before he broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "thank you...see you again soon!" I tried to recognize the voice, but in a whisper, I couldn't place it. G thanked him and walked him out of the bedroom. I heard the muffled sound of their conversation as he left, but still couldn't recognize the voice.

A few moments later, I felt G crawling onto the bed between my legs, and as he lifted them onto his shoulders, he slipped his cock inside my quivering pussy. He began slowly and gently thrusting inside me, and he reached up and removed the blindfold. I blinked my eyes against the brightness of the morning light in the room, and smiled as I saw the look on my husband's face as he made love to me. He pulled out and leaned up to release the silk scarves from my wrists, and as he did, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. I could taste the cum on his lips and in his mouth still, and I rolled him onto his back on the bed. I mounted his hips and slid myself down onto his hard cock, then leaned forward to continue our kiss. He held my boobs in his hands as I rode his cock rhythmically, and as he pinched my erect nipples, I could feel myself getting ready to cum again. I sat up and began riding him harder, and his hips were pumping up at me furiously. He gave my boobs a hard squeeze, and grunted loudly as he began filling me with his seed. My back arched as I came again and I shrieked with pleasure as my pussy began pulsating from my orgasm. I collapsed onto him and he stroked my hair as we lay there together, both a little breathless.

I could feel his cock slide out of me as it shrank and softened, and his cum began to leak out of me onto him. Never one to waste a good load of cum, I pushed myself up, slid down the bed, and licked his cock and balls and lapped up the creamy jizz. I savored the taste of my pussy and his cum, and held his load in my mouth as I crawled up his body to kiss him. As my lips touched his, he opened his mouth and I pressed my tongue into it, releasing the load in my mouth. We shared it and kissed for several seconds before I broke the kiss and he swallowed. I rolled off him and laid beside him on his outstretched arm for a few moments. "That was fucking amazing. So who the hell was he?" I asked.

"Just someone who's always admired you," he panted. "A few days ago, he commented how lucky I was to have such a hot wife, and we got talking about you. When I explained that you were actually a 'hotwife,' and not just a 'hot wife,' he was really intrigued. When I told him that we generally travel some distance to play so we don't run into anyone we know, he came up with this idea so you wouldn't be uncomfortable if you ran into each other in the neighborhood. I thought it was brilliant."

It was a little frustrating not to know who'd just filled me with his cum in my own bed, and I asked, "So I don't get to know who just fucked my brains out? It's going to remain a mystery?"

G chuckled, and said, "Yup. Sorry, but it's probably best that way. But don't worry...he wants to come back again soon!"

"He'd better...he fucks like a pro. I need a shower...want to join me?"

I do miss this feeling. Cancer sucks.

Woohoo! 1,000 followers! If it wasn’t for the COVID pandemic, I’d throw a gangbang party and thank you ALL properly!

Couldn’t have said this better myself. Great post!

Hotwife Lifestyle - Understanding Our Man’s Hotwife Fantasy and How to Use That to Our Advantage

The fantasy of having a “Hotwife” is growing, in fact, research shows it is growing at a higher rate than a good majority of the other lifestyle alternatives, including the old staple of “swinging” and the modern “open relationship”.  Why is it that a fantasy that revolves around only one part of a relationship – the woman – going out and finding pleasure from another man more intriguing to an increasing number of men than going out and “getting some” for himself?  

Basic psychology tells us that men are highly competitive creatures.  They have a drive to compete with other males of the species for the best mate – this isn’t so much different than what happens in the animal kingdom.  Most men have an innate drive to compete with other men when it comes to the “best mate” or the “most attractive woman”.  With this being said, one of the reservations of most women who find out about their husband or partner’s Hotwife fantasy is that he is somehow “weaker” than the rest because he wants to give up his position as your only partner.  Is this really true, though?  Could the truth lie somewhere within today’s man’s loss of natural competition in everyday life, and a desire to maintain a level of competition after marriage or “monogamy”?  Is this weakness, or rather the ultimate confidence?  

Cuckholding aside, because this aspect of the fantasy requires a bit more in terms of a “woman led” relationship, and a bit more from the man in terms of a desire for mental sadomasochism, a good majority of men enjoy the idea that they have been able to “capture” the best mate and even when she’s out having amazing physical and emotional experiences with men who may have qualities that actually supersede their own – a better body, a larger cock, youth, more prowess in bed – their woman actually WANTS to come back to them at the end of the night.  While most Hotwife-Husbands do get some level of turn-on from the jealousy and the possibility that their Hotwife may actually be enjoying their dates more than they enjoy being “at home”, the overwhelming desire is the competition and the “win” in terms of having a wife who chooses them again and again even after being allowed to go out and have other men.  

As Hotwives, we may be the focus of the fantasy, but there is that deeper and more psychological desire of a man who, even after committing to one woman, is able to compete with other males sexually.  This is why the desire for “reclaiming” a Hotwife after a date is so strong – it’s actually been scientifically proven that men who are able to reclaim a partner after she has been with someone else have an increase in testosterone levels, which means stronger desire, more powerful erections, longer lasting erections, and an overall stronger sex drive.  So, what does this mean for us as Hotwives?

He Enjoys the Jealousy, Go with It

As women we’ve learned that inducing some jealousy can actually be a good thing when it comes to dating – before we’ve found our “person”.  We use our female prowess to keep the men who we are seeing guessing…why?  Because they seem more interested in us when it seems as though we may not be 100% there.  So, if this works in the dating world, why wouldn’t it work once we’re married? In contrast, women typically don’t respond as well, or in the same way to jealousy – we tend to worry, question, and sometimes shut down if we feel that he might be “just not that into us”.  Naturally, because of our own feelings on the matter, we tend to avoid making our men jealous once we’ve committed to them, because we, ourselves don’t want to feel as though we’re in constant competition with other, more attractive, sexier, younger, etc., women.  Why would we do something to the man that we love that we, ourselves, would hate?

For men, though, and especially those with Hotwife fantasies, jealousy is a big component and tool for us to keep our men hot and bothered.  Sometimes just the mere mention of being flirted with by that cute guy at our favorite restaurant, or our interest in the sexy personal trainer at the gym is enough to send our men into a sexual frenzy.  It doesn’t take a lot to feed the fantasy.  It’s not ALL about dates and recounting how well we got worked over in the bedroom (and how much we loved it), though that is the ultimate turn on for our men, it’s also about the little things – the mention of our interest in someone else, the sexy messages that we send to potential lovers or Bulls, the “tease” of how much we loved what our last Bull did for us and how much we’re looking forward to doing it again.  Remember, this ignites the “competition” element of things, which is natural for men.

The More You Enjoy it, the More He Enjoys it

You may be thinking, “But I’m doing it for him, I’m not doing it for myself” (a common theme by A LOT of Hotwives), but in reality, our men WANT us to enjoy our encounters. They want to hear about what this “other guy” did for or to is that sent us over the edge, and yes, they want to hear what we liked better about the “other guy”.  I know it seems crazy, because we don’t want to imagine our men, even if we did allow them to be with other women, thinking that their “others” were better, sexier, hotter or had something that we don’t.  That’s because we don’t have that “competition drive” like our men do.

Let’s face it, despite what our men tell us – “It’s all about your pleasure” or “I don’t get anything out of it unless you’re enjoying it, because I love you so much” – this isn’t some ultimate “unselfish” thing our men are doing for us.  These things come out of their mouths, but what they are really saying is “I want to know that you came three times while he was fucking you, and you STILL want to come home to me”.  It’s their kink, and we have to understand it.  

So, if you’ve actually taken the step into the world of Hotwifing, you’re going to have to learn how to properly tease your man into believing that, just maybe, your Bull was better than him in some ways.  Whenever you think “But I’m only doing it for him”, follow that us with “I’m doing it for him and he WANTS to know that I absolutely enjoyed it”.  Find some aspect of your encounter that was mind-blowing, and recount, in great detail exactly what it was that sent you over the edge.  This may require a little bit of embellishment, and that’s OKAY…trust me…embellishment is your friend in this situation.  Tell your man about your Bull’s amazing cock, how good if felt, how good he tasted, how fantastic he was at oral sex, etc.  These are the things that will ramp up that competition streak in your man and make him want to reclaim you with increased vigor and desire.  

The More You Want Someone Else, The More Your Man Wants You

Again, you’re playing on the competition and the teasing aspect of things here…  The more that you act as if you WANT to be a Hotwife, the more that your husband or partner is going to WANT you.  His desire for you is going to skyrocket, his sexual desire for you is going to make it so that he’s ready to chew his own leg off to get you back in bed.  I have experienced this firsthand many times…if I am completely honest about an “encounter” and admit to “D” that my Bull was lacking in some way, or I didn’t quite “get there”, he isn’t nearly as turned on as when I tell him about how amazing things were.  I don’t like or believe in lying, but I do advocate for being selective and stretching the truth…maybe your lover wasn’t the best at giving oral sex, but maybe he was an amazing kisser, so a good answer would be “he was amazing with his mouth” and leave the rest up for interpretation.  

We’re women.  We are strong and capable and we are smart.  And the truth is, this is a GAME we are playing for and with our husbands/partners, so we need to get our heads into the game. Furthermore, this is an intellectual game, and we need to use our intellects to get to where we want to be.  Where do we want to be?  We want to have a husband/partner who is absolutely drooling over us, believes we are the ultimate sexual goddess, and in is jealous enough to realize that in order to “compete” they will need to step up their own game in order to “keep” us satisfied – be that with amazing sex, extra romance, other rewards, or all of the above.  

Happy Hotwifing!

-S

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!

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And how are you doing, recovery wise?? 💓

I’m ok. It’s been a long road. More surgeries than I expected (reconstruction didn’t go as planned), but I’m cancer free and still alive! Thank you for asking. I’m only recently just starting to get some libido back. Hopefully soon I’ll be back to normal!

Yesterday was Steak and Blowjob Day. Who did you make a steak for? Did you blow the same person? I didn’t. ;)