On New Year’s Eve, My Wife Told Me Her Resolution Is To Have The Sluttiest Year Ever. She Is Going
On New Year’s Eve, my wife told me her resolution is to have the sluttiest year ever. She is going to make up for lost time and is loving the bonus of having the most attentive and horny husband ever. Well, we’re only one month in and she is certainly living up to the resolution, amazingly so. I have several stories that I want to tell already but I had already decided to get to it and write up our backlog of amazing events.
So, I guess this is Part 2 of my story, it happened in September 2023, it was when my biggest fantasy became reality. For some reason, I can’t bring myself to use their real names here, I can’t imagine they’ll ever read it or that anyone would recognise them but, still, I can’t. So, the names are fictional, except for the occasional first initial that is. L is my wife. T is the guy she gave the blowjob to, and went to the concert with. G is his friend, the one who joined them for the threesome (all described in my first blog story somewhere below).
It all started with me dropping my wife off, for drinks and dinner with her friend, at 5:30 one Saturday evening. There was supposed to be three of them but one of the girls had a bad headache all day and didn’t go. So, it was just the two of them. Then, just after 8:30pm, I got a call from L’s phone, except it wasn’t her on the other end, it was her friend. I absolutely shit myself at first, thinking something was wrong but then the friend, quite drunk, told me she just wanted to tell me that I knew she had always loved me (as her friend’s husband, she always gets sloppy like that), but now she thinks I am “the coolest fucking husband ever.” Yeah, uh oh, she knows something I thought. Short version, G texted my wife while they were eating dinner, she needs to change her message banners as her friend saw that it started with “Hey sexy.” From there I guess she made L tell her everything and also, as I found out later, “made” her reply to the text. I can just imagine the pair of them doing it too, wicked to the core.
In the call to me she told me that L wants to go around and fuck her new boyfriend and that they want to do it rough. L took the phone then, told me she didn’t and that her friend was drunk and exaggerating. My wife can handle a few drinks but she didn’t sound all that much less wasted than her friend by the way. She told me everything was great, they’d been having fun and she would catch a cab in about an hour. I told her no way, I’d come and pick them both up about then, in an hour’s time.
It was about a 30 minute drive to where they were, and then another 15 minute sideways detour to the friend’s house. She was funny, she promised at least ten times not to tell anyone, not even her husband and spent the rest of the time telling me how I should take my wife straight over to G’s house to get her ass slapped. That is something my wife does really like, a smack on the ass. Then she got L to show me a photo, one he had sent during the night. I only got a fairly quick look, enough to see it was a guy (it was actually the first time I had seen what he looks like) with a whip in his hand. There was a girl on hands and knees on a bed, with his dick in her mouth. L had told me he is well endowed but I realised then that his dick is bigger than I’d even guessed.
We dropped the friend off, I walked her to the door, said goodnight to her and her hubby and left. My wife told me a bit more about the texts, how her friend had egged her on a bit. I didn’t get to actually see them until the next day, but she said he had asked her to drop by, after she was finished with drinks. After a few more texts L said she “couldn’t”, she wanted it rough and didn’t want to hurt him. Haha. It went back and forth a bit and then he sent the picture. I started to tease her, about taking her around there, hoping she’d say yes of course. She said no at first, she was really horny and wanted to get me home to suck my dick and fuck me. It wasn’t hard to get her to own up that it wasn’t me that got her that way, then I got her to text him, see if he was still up. She didn’t say anything much for a few minutes, then just told me an address, if I really meant it.
Wow, did I get an attack of the butterflies, I was so nervous, thinking we would both be going in at first. I said something about it and she said she’d just text him, she was sure it was ok but they had just been talking about her. I stopped her, from texting him, I told her I wasn’t ready for that yet. In truth, I really wanted it but it was also true, I wasn’t ready for it like that. For a start, I’d felt I’d want to get hold of some blue pills, make sure my nerves didn’t get the better of me, haha!
In the end, it turned out for the best, just perfect in fact.
So, I dropped her off at just after 10:15. I got a big kiss before she got out of the car, I had my hand up her dress and she was right, she was very horny. Very wet too. She waved to me at the door, as I was backing out of his driveway. I decided not to wait to see if I’d get a glimpse of him as he let her in.
I reckon I got 100m down the road when a thought occurred to me. My early hotwife fantasies were strongly centred around two main events, my wife getting fucked by a masseur and her sneaking off to fuck someone at a party, I’d notice and watch her through a window. I wondered if I could sneak back to his house and find that window, to watch them through.
I didn’t though, I totally chickened out, I didn’t even turn the car off truth be told.
Ha, I did, however, tell L about my thoughts the next day. She has since made sure I got my wish, albeit without the sense of her not knowing I was doing it. That’s part of a story for another day.
So, I just drove home and went to bed. I laid there, I jerked off and laid there some more. Then I got up and paced around the house, I laid there and I paced some more. She sent me a text just after midnight asking if everything was ok. I was so tempted to keep messaging her, asking her what was happening and so on, but I managed to leave her be. I watched tv, I lost the battle to not jerk off a second time, I pretty much did everything but sleep.
Eventually the sun came up. I waited another hour or so before sending her a message, to tell her I would pick her up when she was ready. Take your time I said, not really meaning it. She answered me almost another hour later, to say come on over and that I had to come in for coffee. That got my heart pounding even harder than it already had been.
When I got there they both came out together, my wife was just wearing a t-shirt of his. I could see she didn’t have her bra on and soon found out that she had nothing on underneath it. She told me they had both decided that I had to meet and get to know him. It was so hot, right from the start. We barely got inside his house and she lifted up the t-shirt. He slapped her on the ass, pretty firmly too, enough to leave a bit of a red hand mark. She moaned and said “love it,” then told me they had decided they would do that for me. A while ago L and I joked about her needing to see some sort of bondage master and I wondered if I could actually handle seeing someone hit her. It was so fucking hot, at least that slap on the bum was. I’m still not sure about anything else though, maybe one day I’ll find out.
We sat out the back of his place, on his outdoor couches, for the coffee. L sat next to me at first, kinda cross legged with one knee resting on me, pussy fully on display for both of us. That was enough to make me hard by the way. After the coffee she said she had an idea and she moved to sit next to him. She pulled his cock out and starting licking it, looking at me, perfectly like I’ve always dreamed. Yes, his cock is indeed big. She started sucking him, getting into the blowjob, just looking at me every now and then. Then she asked him if we could go inside. We went to his bedroom, she got him to lay down and went back to sucking him while I fucked her from behind. I did a good job too, I think I lasted all of a couple of minutes (if that), haha, I remember wondering if I’d ever stop cumming like a teenager again! After I came, she got on top of him and I sat on the bed, watching her ride him. I got to watch closely as she reached her orgasm, courtesy of another guy’s cock, then I watched his dick just as closely, twitching as he came inside her.
He and I chatted a little while she cleaned up, she wore his t-shirt home and nothing else. While she was in the shower (at home), I wrote and sent a message to a tumblr friend, with my hands shaking so much it was hard to type. Yes, reliving the morning’s events also had my heart pounding out of my chest, sending plenty of blood flow back to you know where too.
She got out of the shower and came to me in her towel, teasing me about my hard on, wondering if I needed another round. I told her I was surprised she wasn’t sore, and asked if he didn’t fuck her well enough? She said “babe, the amount of fucking I’ve been doing lately, it’s all good.” I assumed then that meant he might have, it was certainly confirmed later.
It felt like it was the best day ever, it was just incredible, the most exhilarating thing I’ve ever done. Until the first blowjob with T, I guess I’d had serious doubts about whether I’d truly enjoy the experience, if she ever was with another guy. After that, then the night with him, followed by their threesome, my doubts had faded to smaller ones, just about how I’d feel if I actually saw the love of my life with another cock. Yes, I absolutely felt jealousy, my word I did. It was very strong too, it made my guts churn and, literally, my palms sweat bucket loads. But it was an exquisite jealousy, strong emotions that are hard to describe, ones that made my heart pound and my cock as hard as a rock. It is a jealousy that I crave now, one that I suppose I am totally addicted to.
I have had no doubts whatsoever since that morning, I still feel the exquisite pangs of jealousy but she is always so sexy when she has been with another guy. She always is but those moments are so hot and I love every second of them.
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Who fucks her best?
This is meant to be a light hearted (and probably boring) post but testing my thoughts to the “bull” comments, as per my last repost, I just can’t stop thinking about this subject. To put it bluntly, has anyone fucked Louise better than I have? While lying in bed last night, trying to get to sleep, I went through her list.
I don’t believe her ex’s ever gave her as good a time as I have, from what she has said they didn’t ever come close. In saying that, both of her main squeezes had sex with her in some pretty exciting and risky places, that is something I have not really come close to. Hmm, I definitely need to get myself into that game, I’m not sure I wouldn’t chicken out if I tried to replicate some of them but I can only try to come close. Haha.
Then there’s my mate Steve. I would say dear Steve had fun, and so did Louise in a way, but no roof was ever lifted.
It’s similar for her regular massage guy. There is no doubt he has given her some powerful orgasms but not so much with his dick. In all honestly, Louise sees him for the massages, he is extremely good at those and she just loves a good massage. She had sex with him because she knew she could and because she knew I’d like that, it wasn’t really because of any overwhelming or strong desire. I don’t know, it probably sounds a bit crass but I think the reality is that she enjoys a sensual massage and sometimes she fucks or sucks him as part of the experience.
That leaves our remaining two contenders, Tom and Grant.
Louise has always said that Tom is very similar to me in size and shape. She also says he is not as good a lover. From what I have seen (just the one time), there is no reason to disagree with either comment. However, just going on some of the things she has said, I suspect he may be better at oral and, in my not so humble opinion on the matter, that is saying something. Whilst she has never used the word “better” she has often said he is good and, I’m sure, she even used really, really good. I guess our Tom must know his way around a clitoris and associated regions, he certainly has no problems in giving Louise some very intense orgasms with his tongue (apparently), the fact she enjoys it and even looks forward to it is fine by me. I also suspect it contributes to the greater amount of oral sex I get to perform, and receive, these days. Again, that is perfectly fine by me.
My summary, put bluntly, I recon I am better than Tom but, maybe, he does super-expert level oral. LOL.
I have seen a look of what I think is ecstasy on Louise’s face many times. When she is particularly horny and ready, I love how she gives a little gasp, the way her eyes roll back in her head and the way her mouth falls open when I first slide my dick into her. I am quite certain I have seen her gasp turn into a deep moan with Grant, her eyes clench tight shut as she feels the fullness of him entering her and I have heard her swear (oh fuck yes) as he starts to work himself in and out of her. I have seen him virtually pick her up, fling her over into a doggie position and then fuck her harder than I ever have. I have seen her literally tremble as she rides him and cums and, finally, I have seen him shoot loads onto her that rival a good porno movie cumshot scene.
He is considerably thicker and longer than me yet, with all of that to consider, Louise still says Grant fucks her different but not better. I say thank you for saying that but I believe he fucks her better and that is actually what I always hoped for. I think the lava hot reignition of our own sex life is the number one best thing that has come of our little hotwife journey, the fuckings she received from Grant are definitely next in line. Even though there really isn’t the spark there for her anymore (the desire, the connection she needs aren’t that strong), I still hope for more between the two of them. We will see what happens with his girlfriend I guess, they’ve been together several months now, if it stays that way then my hopes won’t become reality.
Then again, I am confident that Louise is going to hook up with the “new guy” J sometime fairly soon and I have a very strong hunch that he is going to give her something very special. I hope he is better than me and better than Grant!
In my home city, oh to have been lucky enough to be there 😂
She always does…
We had been on the phone, talking about the massage she’d had that morning. It was the first time she had taken things a little further with him, starting off with him being naked too. It was a bit of a surprise for me, even though I had hoped for escalation she had previously said she didn’t think he was really her type. That changed as she got to know him and as he got to know her body. I texted her a goodnight message and said I was very happy she’d had a good time. This was one of her quick fire replies.
I have a lot to tell, including something almost along these lines.
@inboxdenver it is like your whole blog reads my mind, especially your own stuff.
Sometimes my Louise surprises me with how quickly she gets into something. It’s not always like that, far from it actually, especially when it has come our extra-marital fun and games. Last night though saw one of those times, she was a couple of margaritas in and texting on her phone. I could tell she was up to something but had no idea what. Was she talking to Tom perhaps? Maybe even Grant? Somebody else?
We went to bed soon after, she actually dragged me there, telling me she wanted to ride my dick. And ride it she did, whatever had happened had obviously got her all hot and bothered. I chose not to ask, I have come to learn that things are more fun when I let her control what she tells me.
She was on top of me, she came really quickly (the first time) then decided to let me know what she had been up to.
“I was texting with Tony earlier you know.”
Tony is her regular massage guy.
“We got a little bit dirty too.”
She was baiting me and I had no problem talking the bait. I asked her to tell me more. She went on with the dirty talk, telling me she told him she has been really horny for a few days and was looking forward to having his hands all over her and his dick in her mouth. It turns out the only part of it that was true is that she has been really horny the last few days, we have our little six out of ten game to thank for that, reliving some memories and looking forward to making news ones has certainly wound her up.
She showed me the real text exchange this morning. Whilst it might not be like she told it last night, it is incredibly hot, hotter than I had even imagined. I’m not copying it directly but it went something like this, after the first few intro and hello type messages.
L: I’m really looking forward to Wednesday gorgeous.
T: I’m glad to hear it, I hope I can make it a good session for you.
(Probably a hint that he’s hoping to fuck her this week).
L: I’m sure you will, is there any chance we can make it a double?
(Asking for a two hour appointment, instead of the hour she had booked)
T: Of course we can, you know I love your double appointments, you’ve got my hopes up now!
L: Have I just? Tell me, what are you hoping for?
T: Haha, I think you know. maybe a little bit of extra fun?
L: Oh no mister, you know me better than that. Tell me properly.
T: If only you see how embarrassed I am. And, honestly, how hard I’m getting.
T again: Ok, I can see your playing that game…
T again: I want to lick your pussy this week, make you cum with my tongue instead of my fingers.
L: Mmm, that sounds nice, can’t it be both?
T: Of course it can, always.
T: I meant to say all ways.
L: Yes, all ways. With your fingers, your tongue and your dick.
L again: Tony, I want to ask for something special this week, can my husband come along, to watch? Like we talked about.
T: Yes, of course he can. Do you mean not for the massage lesson, just to watch?
L: Yeah, just watch. Massage then more. I have some ideas to make it really fun for him and for us.
There was a couple more messages before they ended with her promising to call him tomorrow, to talk about her ideas. She knew she would show me the messages and didn’t want to give it all away.
I can’t believe how nervous I am, even after what I have had the privilege of being part of over the last year. Watching her get a massage was the subject of a dream that started my whole fantasy, for years it was my biggest desire and now it is about to happen. In a way, I am almost terrified about Wednesday, I have never even met this guy plus I don’t know what she has in mind. Terrified but so excited too, I can’t wait.
For sure…
Lou’s fantasy development.
She showed me a couple of text messages last night, maybe I’ll see the whole string sometime soon. What I saw though was something along these lines (shortened version here):
L: “What if I told you he would be ok with it?”
J: “I’d ask if you are serious or just saying that.”
L: “Serious.”
J: “Then I’d say I’m excited and want to hear more.”
L: “More?”
J: “Yeah, more as in what are we talking about here? Swinging?”
L: “Not swinging but I can do whatever I want.”
J: “I’m intrigued, tell me more.”
L: “I’d rather tell you in person but you’ve heard of hotwives yeah?”
J: “Sure have.”
J: “Can I ask a personal question?”
L: “Please do, you can ask me anything.”
J: “In that case I have several but first, we talking stag or cuckold, just so I know?”
L: “Cuckold is the one that gets treated bad right? Not that one.”
J: “Cool. So does that mean he would be with us? I mean hypothetically, if anything happened?”
L: “LOL, we’re past hypothetical gorgeous. As long as you want to of course.”
L: “To answer your question not at first but he would love to at some stage. We’d see what happens hey.”
J: “I do want to.”
J: “Ok, that’s very cool. Can I tell you I’m getting a hard on? Tell me more about what you want to do.”
L: “I want to tell you in person, after I have your dick in my mouth.”
She asked me to save it for later from there, the intent was to have a look at the rest when we went to bed. We didn’t get that far, not yet anyway, we mauled each other as soon as the bedroom door closed. She did tell me that J asked if he could call, to hear some more but she told him we were busy and the boys were around. It was true, she was texting him between packing for our Christmas holiday, we leave today. She told J they might talk while we’re away and that she hoped he was still interested when we got back.
I almost can’t wait for the holiday to be over now!
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My wife is my my goddess, my best mate, my soul mate, my inspiration and my safest place, no woman has ever taken my breath away like she has, and now she is my hotwife.Her pleasure is my biggest desire, I had a hotwife fantasy for years, it all came true in September 2023.I love to read about others’ experiences and learn a little bit more about myself as I do.
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