Ditto.

I do miss this feeling. Cancer sucks.

Cheating Wife Confession: “Our Spot”

I was shopping at WalMart one afternoon, and as I was walking around the store, I was texting Tom, telling him all the things I wanted to do to him the next time we were able to get together. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy, and he texted me asking where I was right then. I said I was out shopping, but I’d be done shortly. He texted back that he was leaving work, but he had to stop off to pick up a few things...at WalMart. My heart jumped, and we arranged to meet in the overflow parking lot on the side of the store (no one ever parks there). I quickly checked out and put my things in the car, and drove around to the side of the store to park and wait. A few minutes later, I saw his car approaching, and he pulled into the spot next to mine. I got out of the car and hopped into the passenger seat of his.

We kissed, as his hand wrapped around the back of my head and pulled me toward him. My hand explored his chest and caressed his neck as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I was dripping wet from texting him, and now I felt like I was on fire. I ran my hand down his chest and to his belly, then over his belt to his crotch, and felt his semi-erect cock through his pants. I gave it a playful squeeze and then cupped his balls in my hand, as I broke our kiss and began kissing him in a trail of kisses all the way from his chin to his waist. When I reached the buckle of his belt, I undid it, and unbuttoned his pants, as I pulled down his zipper. He lifted his hips and helped me pull his pants down slightly, as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and slid them down as well. 

His cock was getting harder now, and I stroked it gently as I looked him in the eyes one last time before going down on him. He pressed a button on the door and his seat began to recline, which gave me much better access. I kissed the tip of his engorged head, and tasted his precum. Oh, how I love that taste! I savored it in my mouth for just a moment, before swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, and licking him up and down his shaft. I was able to kneel on the passenger seat and lean over the console, so that I had the base of his shaft in my left hand, my thumb and forefinger encircling it, and his balls in my right hand. As i closed my lips around the end of his cock, I stroked his shaft and massaged his balls. He was laid back in his seat, moaning softly and his right hand rubbed my back and his left held onto the handgrip on the ceiling of the car. 

We both knew we only had a few minutes together, so there was no effort to prolong things. He tried to reach my pussy with his right hand, but the seat back was a little too far forward, so I stopped blowing him for a second to find the lever and push it back. I adjusted my position and went back to sucking and stroking him, as his fingers found my crotch. I was wearing jeans, and he could feel the moist heat from my pussy through the fabric as he rubbed my vag while I blew him.

I placed both hands around his shaft and began stroking him with an alternating clockwise-counterclockwise twisting motion as I sucked his head and teased him with the swirling motion of the tip of my tongue. His hips began to thrust as he pumped his cock into my mouth, and his moans grew slightly louder. His fingers were stroking my pussy through my jeans, and I began to moan as well. The vibrations of my mouth sent him over the edge, and he began thrusting harder. I closed my lips tightly around his thick shaft, and took him deep into my throat. His cock started to pulsate, and he released his load into my hungry mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, and when I choked a little and some spilled out and ran down his shaft, I swallowed again, and then licked up the cum from his cock and balls. I lifted my head, and climbed over the console to straddle him as best as I could. He wrapped his arms around me, and I kissed him hard on the mouth. 

I lifted my head, looked him in the eyes, and said, “I have to get home now, but I’m glad there’s enough room to get on top of you like this...because next time I’m going to fuck your brains out.”

That back parking lot became “our spot” to meet for a quick kiss, a rub & tug, a blow job, or a quickie fuck. I think I might be the only woman in America that gets wet and tingly when she thinks about going shopping at WalMart.

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

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Hotwife/Cuckold Question:

How many of you got into your present relationship knowing you were a stag/vixen, hotwife, or cuckold couple? How many got into the lifestyle later on after being a “vanilla” couple for some time? Was it because one of you cheated and it turned the other on, or were you living out a fantasy? Who brought up the idea first? Whose decision was it to act on your fantasies? Curious how many people had the same experience we did.

We were married over 10 years, and had been faithful to each other. I cheated and he caught me, and after a brief period of anger and resentment, we found that talking about the affair turned him on...thinking about me with another guy made him hard as a rock and fueled some really great sex. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. We watched a lot of hotwife/cuckold porn, and one night after a family wedding he told me he wanted to watch me do it, so we went to a “bookstore” and he watched me have sex with several other men. It’s been a wild ride in the 10 years or so since then, and we’ve both loved living the lifestyle and the enjoying its benefits. What about you?

Hey folks, I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a while. My boobies tried to kill me, so I had to get rid of them. I’ll post more when I’m feeling better. I’m sure writing about my exploits will put me in a better mood soon, but right now I have to concentrate on living and healing. I love you all and can’t wait to be back.

Read your response but fail to see the comparison. When a woman swallows a man’s cum it’s a lusty, passionate act between consenting heterosexual partners and yes I enjoy doing it. When a man swallows another man’s cum, at a minimum it’s a bisexual act and clearly a homosexual act if directly from another man’s cock. My husband is a macho guy much like you husband’s best friend and at 6’2” he’s built like your Mr Universe rugby player, however, he has an average sized cock. To a certain point I envy you with your smaller husband because it often takes effort from both of us to find and/or convince bulls to not be intimidated by him. My wonderfully crazy husband loves sloppy seconds but felt completely humiliated when I offered my soiled pussy to him for cunnilingus. He thinks your husband does creampie cleanup as way of acknowledging and accepting that he’s the lesser man to your more macho bulls? Is he wrong? We are genuinely interested in what’s going through your husband’s mind and why he get off doing it from his POV? Again not judging and having been a Hotwife for a long time I totally agree with you “to each his own”!

Hi. This is G. I think the inherent implication of the question is that bisexual or homosexual activity is humiliating or degrading. I’m not positive that’s what you’re asking, but here’s my answer:

Both Kat and I have found over the years that our sexual desires and tastes have expanded, changed, and grown to include many more things than they did when we were younger. At this point in our lives, we do anything we enjoy. And yes, it can be a “lusty, passionate act between consenting partners,” even when it’s not strictly heterosexual. Implying that bisexual or homosexual acts can’t be lusty or passionate isn’t fair to people who are either bisexual or homosexual. They’re just as passionate and lusty as heterosexuals. I don’t know the science behind it, but I’d be willing to bet that hetero-/bi-/homo- isn’t a three-way switch. I’d be willing to bet it’s more like a rheostat, and there is a sliding scale as to what turns people on (that may change from time to time). I don’t consider myself to be gay or bisexual, but I have done things that might be considered either one of those labels. If it’s fun and exciting and everyone’s happy (before, during, and after), why not enjoy it? Who cares about labels?

I don’t feel like a lesser man than any of Kat’s bulls. It’s not demeaning to me to clean her pussy after sex. It may not be something your husband likes, and that’s OK. I like it. So does Kat. I’m not into humiliation or being “forced” to do anything. I’m very assertive when I want to be, and the “cuckold humiliation” fetish doesn’t appeal to me at all. I once had to tell a guy who was trying to humiliate me while he was fucking Kat to get lost. We sent him packing when he wouldn’t quit it, because it doesn’t turn either of us on at all.

As for the act of eating cum or cleaning up after another man, years ago we always worried about cleaning up right after sex so there wouldn’t be a wet spot. If she gave me a hand job, she’d run right to the bathroom to clean up. She never swallowed...a blow job always turned into a handjob at the climax. Cum was yucky and messy and “dirty.” Now, neither of us feels that way. Cum is a byproduct of sex, and cleaning up afterward has become “postplay” for us (as opposed to foreplay). Cumming in her mouth is not a "yuck factor” for her anymore, she loves it.

I hope that answers your question. I can’t explain it much better than that.

--G

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

Enjoy your blog immensely! You are such a slutty Hotwife. Im amazed by the humiliating things you coerce your husband to do in front of your bulls. My Stag husband always participates (rather than just watch) by fucking me along with my bulls, however, he would never go near another man’s cock or their cum. Maybe G could write a confession as to why he does such a degrading act as eating another man’s cum out of your pussy?

Thanks for the comment. Short answer: it’s only humiliating or degrading if you view it that way. If it’s something you love to do, you don’t put a negative connotation to it...we certainly don’t. Is it humiliating when you swallow cum? Is it degrading when one of your bulls fucks your ass? It depends on how you feel when it’s happening, right? “Each to his own,” as they say.