“I met a man today, Darling, and when I first saw him, I made the decision to do whatever he asked of me.” What response would this statement get if it were uttered at the end of a work day by a wife to her husband? The first time I had sex with another man without Michael being present, I called Michael for his opinion and he suggested that I do it. He wisely knew that if I had gone to the trouble of asking, it was something I wanted to do. In that instance, it was to get together with two men, one of whom I had been with previously in Michael’s presence. It was an easy way to open up the ne… 続きを読む

Michael and I find that a nude beach is among our favorite venues for meeting new men. After going for a swim, I’ll find a man, or men, sitting near our spot and I’ll stop and talk. Conversation is easy and a man is usually very receptive to making small talk with an attractive nude woman. “May I sit with you?” has always gotten a positive response. When I first sit with a man, whether he is in the company of friends or not, I will sit across from him and assume the familiar cross-legged yoga position or Lotus pose as it is called. I think you will agree that this is not a very modest positio… 続きを読む

I remember the first time we had an overnight guest. We got a late start and it seemed natural to just fall asleep in our king-sized bed rather than get up and go through the process of saying goodbye. I awoke in the morning to the delicious feeling of a hand gently playing with my pussy. I assumed it was Michael but it wasn't. It was our guest feeling frisky and as soon as I was wet enough, he mounted me and began fucking me in a slow rhythm that was very appropriate to wake-up sex. Michael was still asleep next to us but that would soon change as we became more active. I reached over and fou… 続きを読む

One of our playmates is a man who receives us in his apartment. We see him every week or so and generally follow the same routine. Michael and I drive to his apartment together. We may indulge in some small talk before the man and I disappear into the bedroom and Michael remains in the living room reading a paper and drinking a Scotch provided by our friend. Sometimes we close the door. Sometimes it is left open. Our sessions usually last about an hour or so unless we are both still aroused and take a second helping. Whether the door is open or closed, Michael can hear pretty much all that is… 続きを読む

What I am discovering is that if a man can make his mate comfortable with her inner truths, she becomes freer to express herself. With Michael’s first “Hotwife” girlfriend, this manifested with her being able to share with him her excitement about having sex with black men. The phrase “Once you go black, you never go back” might have been coined for her because she fell into a habit of seeking out black men at the swing parties they attended together. How many normal, married women would like to indulge that fantasy with the encouragement of their husbands? Her ability to share this with Micha… 続きを読む

There are times when I hardly think of sex at all. It's as though my body becomes a functional appliance without the drives and compulsions and appetites that go with a sexually motivated life. I can't explain why this occurs and the length of these periods of "sexual sleep" vary from a day or so to weeks. What is invariable is that I have a voracious appetite upon my reawakening. I have always been like this but since I took up cuckolding with Michael, I notice that the intensity of the return to sexuality is much greater. It's almost like a sexual feeding frenzy that relegates everything… 続きを読む

One evening, I was getting ready to go out to dinner with Michael. I was sitting on the edge of the bed with a towel around me rubbing lotion on my legs. Suddenly, a friend of ours appears in the doorway giving me a long and admiring look. I didn’t know he was there as he’d only dropped by with some paperwork for Michael. I suppose he had been on his way to the guest bathroom though he’d overshot it by a few feet. “Wow!” he said making it clear he wanted to enjoy the view for awhile. I took this for a come-on and my response was to spread my legs to he could get a real look at my pussy and… 続きを読む

Michael is not a submissive but I occasionally get the urge to "femdom" him by doing something to make him jealous. This might seem strange since we are definitely into the hotwife lifestyle, so how does jealousy come into play? Usually I provoke it by saying or doing something that comes very close to breaking one of our rules. Sometimes, I go ahead and break a rule. Yes, we have rules. One of them, of course, is that Michael doesn't fuck other women. Once we were at a business get-together and I was looking at the bulge in another man's pants. "Nice cock!" I said with Michael sitting next… 続きを読む

I always thought glory holes were a figment of the porn film maker's imagination. Then, when I went to my first swinger party with Michael, I discovered a glory hole room and was initiated to the fun that can be had sucking on and fucking anonymous cocks. Still, it didn't quite feel like the real thing for reasons I couldn't rationalize, but I guess it was because it was a safe environment created for sex and wasn't public. Everyone was there to experience sex and it was a couples-only party. This is probably an an unimportant consideration. After all, men and women were fucking and sucking th… 続きを読む

Michael is not a submissive but I occasionally get the urge to "femdom" him by doing something to make him jealous. This might seem strange since we are definitely into the hotwife lifestyle, so how does jealousy come into play? Usually I provoke it by saying or doing something that comes very close to breaking one of our rules. Sometimes, I go ahead and break a rule. Yes, we have rules. One of them, of course, is that Michael doesn't fuck other women. Once we were at a business get-together and I was looking at the bulge in another man's pants. "Nice cock!" I said with Michael sitting next… 続きを読む

I don't have any tattoos and I have never wanted one though I do find them to be fascinating and have, from time to time, browsed through various "ink" magazines wondering what it would be like to have such exotic designs as a permanent fixture of my identity. It has always been an objective and academic curiosity for me. Tattoos are just not a part of my personal aesthetic. Lately, however, I have been trying to get a particular idea regarding a specific tattoo out of my mind. It isn't easy to be rid of the idea because the tattoo that haunts me is defining and the thought of it continues… 続きを読む

I have long had a fascination with the act of "pulling a train". To my mind, it is different from a gangbang in that the men go one at a time, one after the other until they have all had sex with you at least once. The reality is that the train keeps running because men tend to recover quickly and become excited again as the sights and sounds of a woman getting fucked in the same room by several horny men is very stimulating. I'd been told by women who had pulled trains that having ten men could mean up to thirty couplings. Though I had been active in the cuckolding lifestyle engaging in a… 続きを読む