After getting advise from several people I decided to post my stories in a tread AND in my blog - so some of you will already have read following posts from part 1 to 8 about my Hotwife history.
In chat sometimes guys ask me how my "hotwife" life began...
I could start with writing about the day a man had sex with me in consent with my boyfriend but I give some background first (only 10 pages) for those who are interested - others who find this boring (the majority because not about "hung" or about "big" or about "biggest size" ....) can skip and wait for the part were "sex-action" begins lol.
"A Hotwife is a married woman who has sexual relationships outside of her marriage, with the full knowledge and consent of her husband, who himself doesn’t have affairs".
My boyfriend Christian and I had a great start after we met, I mean sexually and erotically. He introduced me to nudism, let me discover I love to be naked in nature and even in public (preferably with like-minded people) , even visited a few times a swing club, had sex on special locations, in public, or sometimes with people watching...
After a while we found out that he liked the idea of sharing me, at first in the most simple way: sharing the view on my naked body on nude beaches or naturist resorts, then later via friendly body touching, without sex and then got to "giving oral only" because that was not cheating, followed by receiving oral where one or more strangers licked my pussy after which I had great sex with Christian, my boyfriend.
During sex we sometimes fantasized about introducing an other guy to our play - like MFM or me having sex with a guy and then Christian watching us... I told him I actually got aroused by the idea and asked him to set up a match for us next time when I visit him in his country where I feel more free than in the UK. He asked me for criteria but I told him he knows me well enough to do a selection himself for me...
Our lives changed in the meantime, due to private, covid and work situations we could not see each other as often as we wished but our relationship stayed strong. When we saw each other time was limited so we never got to the point to make that fantasy real because we already used the time for ourselves so we did not think about it so much. One time before we got apart he told me that he was thinking to give me the possibility to have sex with someone else if in a certain time and moment an ocaision knocked. He talked about him caring about me, and not wanting to miss out on the nice things in life because we are separated in different countries and sometimes we talk about several months to see each other again. I told him this was generous but did not really think about it - I did not see when or how an opportunity would appear and even why I would want that... Just in case, if I would get in temptation, he gave me a few rules: always tell him about it, don't fall in love, play safe and also: no relation so only occasional sex and no maintaining contact after...
The following summer we could not travel together. Our agenda was full of conflicts and we knew it was not him or me that were doing this on purpose.
My son had to go to a summer football camp in Spain, and one of his schoolmates joined as well. His mother, a few years my friend, suggested we go together and plan something for ourselves while the boys stayed in the football camp - better then flying them in and then next week flying back to pick them up. It was not far from Barcelona, so I checked the internet and found a kind of apartment in a hotel - nice beach nearby - good for both of us to read a book and enjoy local food and things like that. We both had a busy life so one week "doing nothing" while our sons were taking care of a few miles away for football and other activities. They would not miss their mummies for one week and we would not miss them!
In the month before we went on holiday my friend, let's call her Jane, confessed to me she struggled with a fantasy: she was married for 14 years now and never had another guy than her husband. She wanted to experience another man although she had a perfect marriage. She thinks she knows all about me, but she doesn't know I have a boyfriend - she knows my husband and thinks I am in the same situation as her. Hard for me to give her advice, I said she just had to figure it out... Time was flying and not long after that we were in Spain, dropped the boys in the camp and got on a train for a short ride to the seaside. Our apartment was great! There was one bedroom we shared with a king size bed, a big bathroom, a nice living room, a big terrace with seaview and a small kitchen we would never use. It was only 3pm and we decided to go to the beach, just a short walk from our apartment. They had straw umbrellas and we claimed one for us that afternoon. When I took off my t-shirt and was only wearing a bottom bikini Jane was shocked! She did not approve that I would spend my time on the beach topless but I told her I got used to that and that she would not change my mind. For myself I knew I liked to be topless, not only for eagual tanning but also to feed my exhibitionistic feelings. I even prefered nude beaches but she was very "conservative" and I understood because I was just the same before I met Christian only a few years ago. It was her first time in Spain and after a while she saw I was not the only one wearing only the bottom part of a bikini. Other women and young girls were not shy to show their naked tits and neither was I. I told her she should try herself but she resisted. Pity because I found her firm little breasts looking sexy and worth showing. She is a beautiful woman, also long black hair, slim body and long legs so taller than me. I am a fan of water so it did not take long before I went for a swim. Walking half naked already gave me a nice and free feeling. I realized it was the first time I was topless without my boyfriend and was wondering what he would think about that. I guessed he would be proud of me for following his "lessons of life to enjoy to the fullest" and that was my plan for the next week.
When I came back from the water I saw Jane was not alone. Three young men were sitting next to her. She looked at me like "I don't know" and left it all up to me. Before I could say a word one of them introduced himself and his friends - Juan, Pablo and Nico, all local Spanish guys, playing in the same football team and then asked who we were... So I told "two friends together on a holiday in Spain". "Married? Boyfriend? was their first question. We could lie because we were not wearing any rings and said single, only not wanting to tell about our situation and keep all information private. They talked in broken English and explained they were also on a holiday in their own country. After a bit of chit chat they asked if we wanted to drink something or maybe ice-cream and 5 minutes later we were all licking ice-cream. They asked how long we stayed, where, what hotel etc and about our plans for the evening. We told nothing much, just diner the two of us and probably early bed. What about tomorrow, was their next question so we said we wanted to enjoy the beach, sunshine and swimming and not here to run around visiting museums or cities. After a while they left. Jane and I had a brief talk about the boys and had fun quoting them and she liked the fact I told we were single which makes things less complicated. The next day we went back to the same place at the beach and a bit later the three guys found us again. I felt I loved showing off my topless body and got more comfortable with the boys. I saw they commented among each other in Spanish and guessed they liked what they saw. Since they were local I asked if they knew a naked beach nearby. Jane reacted to me with an angry look. The guys explained not too far away, only 5 minutes with a bus and then a short walk. I wanted to know if someone wanted to come with us this afternoon, just to check out if maybe we can visit in one of the coming days. All of them said ok but Jane didn't want to move. Juan then suggested he would stay with her so the three of us can go to have a look. She was okay with that and I left with Nico and Pablo. Took my slippers, hat, small bag with towel, water, and skin protection. I only had my oversized T-tank top with a big open side view showing almost my full breasts. I use it as beach wear and don't care if it's only covering a bit more than my nipple-zone because I did not plan to go anywhere. So I asked the guys if It was okay to get on the bus like this. "No problemo!" I followed the guys and after leaving the bus we needed to walk a few minutes to arrive at the beach: I found out it was not a real naturist beach but a clothes-optional one. Normally I prefer everybody is naked but now I saw an opportunity to come to this one the next few days of the week because Jane could join without the pressure of getting nude and I could spend the rest of the week naked and get a perfect tan without white lines or spots...
Since we did all the effort to come all the way over there we decided to stay for a while before going back to Jane and Juan. The three of us put down our towel, I got out of my top and hesitated a bit at first but then took off the rest and went for a swim. I saw the boys watching when I came back out of the water. Now they had a perfect look not only on my boobs but also my pussy with a tiny little bush on top and rest smoothly shaved. They were still laying in shorts. I did not say anything and went back to tanning. Texted with Jane. She told me everything was alright. Nico and Pablo asked what I wanted to drink and went to the beach bar for a cool beer. A little bit later they also went for a swim without shorts! They revealed to me two nice cocks, certainly not the smallest (I can compare best with my Christians cock) and the fact that the owners were young sporty guys added perfectly to the physical attraction effect they had on me. Seeing them walking around with their flaccid cocks swinging made me happy. Then they asked me about our plans for the evening and like yesterday we did not have any. Then they suggested we join them for a drink in a club, not far from the hotel. Again I texted with Jane to ask if we both would join them and she reacted positively, so everybody was happy! I observed the beach a bit longer and saw most visitors were wearing swimsuits and only a minority was naked. I was very determined to convince Jane to come here and after one hour naked with Nico and Pablo we went back. Jane was already back in our room for shower and I arrived a bit later. During dinner we talked about the boys and she told Juan stayed all the time and was a very nice guy. "Are you attracted to him?" I asked her reminding her at her longing to have sex with someone else than her husband. She said yes, maybe a bit young, but since she was not looking for relation-material and only sex Juan would be a good match. She was also convinced that he is thinking in the same way about her. I told her she could take her chance if she liked and did not need to worry about me. Apparently she thought it over already and said she would like to do it but she is afraid her husband would find out. When I said her secret is safe with me she was not impressed. "What if we are no longer friends in a few years from now?" I will skip the long discussion we had over this but in the end she did not feel secure no matter what I promised her. "I want to have sex with Juan if you have sex with someone else also!" she said. I did tell her about the two other boys how I found them attractive but did not mention anything like having sex. For her it was an excuse not to have sex with Juan (or anybody else) because in her logic, if I would fuck during our stay we would share the same secret and therefore never tell anybody, since I am married, just like her. We did not came to a conclusion, I could not say to her: "okay, I will fuck a guy so you can fuck Juan"... I was not even thinking about that although I enjoyed being with the boys that afternoon.
Then we changed topic: she wanted to know everything about the naked beach so I gave her all the details and she watched me with big eyes when she heard the three of us spend some time together all naked. When I told her the majority wasn't nude and that I would like her to join us she agreed. Her curiosity won from shyness. I only had to promise I would not push her to take off her swimsuit. No problem, I was very pleased and appreciated her choice to join me, because I would not go without her since we are traveling together as friends. We had to go back to our room to change to go out. While I was in the bathroom I spent some time in private with Christian, my boyfriend via Facetime. I told him all about the last days and also about me being topless all the time and now even found an optional clothing beach. He said he was proud of me and was a bit jealous about all the guys who can see me naked. When he asked what I was about to do that evening I told him Jane and I would go out having a drink with a few guys we met on the beach. I had to give more details now and I had to show him how I dressed up: a short dress with flower print, long enough to just cover my ass, with a nice cleavage. I bought that dress a long time ago and never had a chance to wear it. In my family and friends circle it would be impossible and several of those kinds of sexy clothes I bought for my own pleasure to wear at home when I am alone. Now I brought a few of them hoping for a chance to wear them in public where nobody knows me. I showed him on cam and he liked it. I tell my boyfriend everything so I told him that I expect Jane is looking for sex. What about you? he suddenly asked... I was a bit speechless by his question. "What do you mean?" I returned him the question. He said when I see you like this I want to have sex with you but we have been separated for so long so maybe you should consider my offer to have sex with someone else, just for the excitement of sex. I looked at him like I don't need that, don't want that.... "We talked about that before baby, just don't fall in love and don't start a friendship-long-term relationship, ok?" I was listening to him while I was looking in the mirror and putting on my makeup. I had to finish the call because we needed to go and promised to call him again every day. . .
In chat sometimes guys ask me how my "hotwife" life began...
I could start with writing about the day a man had sex with me in consent with my boyfriend but I give some background first (only 10 pages) for those who are interested - others who find this boring (the majority because not about "hung" or about "big" or about "biggest size" ....) can skip and wait for the part were "sex-action" begins lol.
"A Hotwife is a married woman who has sexual relationships outside of her marriage, with the full knowledge and consent of her husband, who himself doesn’t have affairs".
My boyfriend Christian and I had a great start after we met, I mean sexually and erotically. He introduced me to nudism, let me discover I love to be naked in nature and even in public (preferably with like-minded people) , even visited a few times a swing club, had sex on special locations, in public, or sometimes with people watching...
After a while we found out that he liked the idea of sharing me, at first in the most simple way: sharing the view on my naked body on nude beaches or naturist resorts, then later via friendly body touching, without sex and then got to "giving oral only" because that was not cheating, followed by receiving oral where one or more strangers licked my pussy after which I had great sex with Christian, my boyfriend.
During sex we sometimes fantasized about introducing an other guy to our play - like MFM or me having sex with a guy and then Christian watching us... I told him I actually got aroused by the idea and asked him to set up a match for us next time when I visit him in his country where I feel more free than in the UK. He asked me for criteria but I told him he knows me well enough to do a selection himself for me...
Our lives changed in the meantime, due to private, covid and work situations we could not see each other as often as we wished but our relationship stayed strong. When we saw each other time was limited so we never got to the point to make that fantasy real because we already used the time for ourselves so we did not think about it so much. One time before we got apart he told me that he was thinking to give me the possibility to have sex with someone else if in a certain time and moment an ocaision knocked. He talked about him caring about me, and not wanting to miss out on the nice things in life because we are separated in different countries and sometimes we talk about several months to see each other again. I told him this was generous but did not really think about it - I did not see when or how an opportunity would appear and even why I would want that... Just in case, if I would get in temptation, he gave me a few rules: always tell him about it, don't fall in love, play safe and also: no relation so only occasional sex and no maintaining contact after...
The following summer we could not travel together. Our agenda was full of conflicts and we knew it was not him or me that were doing this on purpose.
My son had to go to a summer football camp in Spain, and one of his schoolmates joined as well. His mother, a few years my friend, suggested we go together and plan something for ourselves while the boys stayed in the football camp - better then flying them in and then next week flying back to pick them up. It was not far from Barcelona, so I checked the internet and found a kind of apartment in a hotel - nice beach nearby - good for both of us to read a book and enjoy local food and things like that. We both had a busy life so one week "doing nothing" while our sons were taking care of a few miles away for football and other activities. They would not miss their mummies for one week and we would not miss them!
In the month before we went on holiday my friend, let's call her Jane, confessed to me she struggled with a fantasy: she was married for 14 years now and never had another guy than her husband. She wanted to experience another man although she had a perfect marriage. She thinks she knows all about me, but she doesn't know I have a boyfriend - she knows my husband and thinks I am in the same situation as her. Hard for me to give her advice, I said she just had to figure it out... Time was flying and not long after that we were in Spain, dropped the boys in the camp and got on a train for a short ride to the seaside. Our apartment was great! There was one bedroom we shared with a king size bed, a big bathroom, a nice living room, a big terrace with seaview and a small kitchen we would never use. It was only 3pm and we decided to go to the beach, just a short walk from our apartment. They had straw umbrellas and we claimed one for us that afternoon. When I took off my t-shirt and was only wearing a bottom bikini Jane was shocked! She did not approve that I would spend my time on the beach topless but I told her I got used to that and that she would not change my mind. For myself I knew I liked to be topless, not only for eagual tanning but also to feed my exhibitionistic feelings. I even prefered nude beaches but she was very "conservative" and I understood because I was just the same before I met Christian only a few years ago. It was her first time in Spain and after a while she saw I was not the only one wearing only the bottom part of a bikini. Other women and young girls were not shy to show their naked tits and neither was I. I told her she should try herself but she resisted. Pity because I found her firm little breasts looking sexy and worth showing. She is a beautiful woman, also long black hair, slim body and long legs so taller than me. I am a fan of water so it did not take long before I went for a swim. Walking half naked already gave me a nice and free feeling. I realized it was the first time I was topless without my boyfriend and was wondering what he would think about that. I guessed he would be proud of me for following his "lessons of life to enjoy to the fullest" and that was my plan for the next week.
When I came back from the water I saw Jane was not alone. Three young men were sitting next to her. She looked at me like "I don't know" and left it all up to me. Before I could say a word one of them introduced himself and his friends - Juan, Pablo and Nico, all local Spanish guys, playing in the same football team and then asked who we were... So I told "two friends together on a holiday in Spain". "Married? Boyfriend? was their first question. We could lie because we were not wearing any rings and said single, only not wanting to tell about our situation and keep all information private. They talked in broken English and explained they were also on a holiday in their own country. After a bit of chit chat they asked if we wanted to drink something or maybe ice-cream and 5 minutes later we were all licking ice-cream. They asked how long we stayed, where, what hotel etc and about our plans for the evening. We told nothing much, just diner the two of us and probably early bed. What about tomorrow, was their next question so we said we wanted to enjoy the beach, sunshine and swimming and not here to run around visiting museums or cities. After a while they left. Jane and I had a brief talk about the boys and had fun quoting them and she liked the fact I told we were single which makes things less complicated. The next day we went back to the same place at the beach and a bit later the three guys found us again. I felt I loved showing off my topless body and got more comfortable with the boys. I saw they commented among each other in Spanish and guessed they liked what they saw. Since they were local I asked if they knew a naked beach nearby. Jane reacted to me with an angry look. The guys explained not too far away, only 5 minutes with a bus and then a short walk. I wanted to know if someone wanted to come with us this afternoon, just to check out if maybe we can visit in one of the coming days. All of them said ok but Jane didn't want to move. Juan then suggested he would stay with her so the three of us can go to have a look. She was okay with that and I left with Nico and Pablo. Took my slippers, hat, small bag with towel, water, and skin protection. I only had my oversized T-tank top with a big open side view showing almost my full breasts. I use it as beach wear and don't care if it's only covering a bit more than my nipple-zone because I did not plan to go anywhere. So I asked the guys if It was okay to get on the bus like this. "No problemo!" I followed the guys and after leaving the bus we needed to walk a few minutes to arrive at the beach: I found out it was not a real naturist beach but a clothes-optional one. Normally I prefer everybody is naked but now I saw an opportunity to come to this one the next few days of the week because Jane could join without the pressure of getting nude and I could spend the rest of the week naked and get a perfect tan without white lines or spots...
Since we did all the effort to come all the way over there we decided to stay for a while before going back to Jane and Juan. The three of us put down our towel, I got out of my top and hesitated a bit at first but then took off the rest and went for a swim. I saw the boys watching when I came back out of the water. Now they had a perfect look not only on my boobs but also my pussy with a tiny little bush on top and rest smoothly shaved. They were still laying in shorts. I did not say anything and went back to tanning. Texted with Jane. She told me everything was alright. Nico and Pablo asked what I wanted to drink and went to the beach bar for a cool beer. A little bit later they also went for a swim without shorts! They revealed to me two nice cocks, certainly not the smallest (I can compare best with my Christians cock) and the fact that the owners were young sporty guys added perfectly to the physical attraction effect they had on me. Seeing them walking around with their flaccid cocks swinging made me happy. Then they asked me about our plans for the evening and like yesterday we did not have any. Then they suggested we join them for a drink in a club, not far from the hotel. Again I texted with Jane to ask if we both would join them and she reacted positively, so everybody was happy! I observed the beach a bit longer and saw most visitors were wearing swimsuits and only a minority was naked. I was very determined to convince Jane to come here and after one hour naked with Nico and Pablo we went back. Jane was already back in our room for shower and I arrived a bit later. During dinner we talked about the boys and she told Juan stayed all the time and was a very nice guy. "Are you attracted to him?" I asked her reminding her at her longing to have sex with someone else than her husband. She said yes, maybe a bit young, but since she was not looking for relation-material and only sex Juan would be a good match. She was also convinced that he is thinking in the same way about her. I told her she could take her chance if she liked and did not need to worry about me. Apparently she thought it over already and said she would like to do it but she is afraid her husband would find out. When I said her secret is safe with me she was not impressed. "What if we are no longer friends in a few years from now?" I will skip the long discussion we had over this but in the end she did not feel secure no matter what I promised her. "I want to have sex with Juan if you have sex with someone else also!" she said. I did tell her about the two other boys how I found them attractive but did not mention anything like having sex. For her it was an excuse not to have sex with Juan (or anybody else) because in her logic, if I would fuck during our stay we would share the same secret and therefore never tell anybody, since I am married, just like her. We did not came to a conclusion, I could not say to her: "okay, I will fuck a guy so you can fuck Juan"... I was not even thinking about that although I enjoyed being with the boys that afternoon.
Then we changed topic: she wanted to know everything about the naked beach so I gave her all the details and she watched me with big eyes when she heard the three of us spend some time together all naked. When I told her the majority wasn't nude and that I would like her to join us she agreed. Her curiosity won from shyness. I only had to promise I would not push her to take off her swimsuit. No problem, I was very pleased and appreciated her choice to join me, because I would not go without her since we are traveling together as friends. We had to go back to our room to change to go out. While I was in the bathroom I spent some time in private with Christian, my boyfriend via Facetime. I told him all about the last days and also about me being topless all the time and now even found an optional clothing beach. He said he was proud of me and was a bit jealous about all the guys who can see me naked. When he asked what I was about to do that evening I told him Jane and I would go out having a drink with a few guys we met on the beach. I had to give more details now and I had to show him how I dressed up: a short dress with flower print, long enough to just cover my ass, with a nice cleavage. I bought that dress a long time ago and never had a chance to wear it. In my family and friends circle it would be impossible and several of those kinds of sexy clothes I bought for my own pleasure to wear at home when I am alone. Now I brought a few of them hoping for a chance to wear them in public where nobody knows me. I showed him on cam and he liked it. I tell my boyfriend everything so I told him that I expect Jane is looking for sex. What about you? he suddenly asked... I was a bit speechless by his question. "What do you mean?" I returned him the question. He said when I see you like this I want to have sex with you but we have been separated for so long so maybe you should consider my offer to have sex with someone else, just for the excitement of sex. I looked at him like I don't need that, don't want that.... "We talked about that before baby, just don't fall in love and don't start a friendship-long-term relationship, ok?" I was listening to him while I was looking in the mirror and putting on my makeup. I had to finish the call because we needed to go and promised to call him again every day. . .
