Every. Single. Time.

Ummm…wow, that’s a lot of cum. Time to clean up, babe!

Cheating Wife Confession

Well, the general consensus seems to be that you all want to hear about how I cheated on hubby (before becoming his hotwife). First, let me say that although he knows about my affair, this will be the first time he hears some of this...so it really is a true confession (and he’s already getting a boner sitting next to me as I type this).

It was about ten years into our marriage, and he was the president of a local service club, spending a lot of time away from home. Between work and projects and meetings (not to mention the kids’ activities), I was feeling a little lonely (and wasn’t getting the satisfaction I wanted in bed, either). I did everything I could to attract his attention...I lost 35 pounds and got to my pre-pregnancy weight for the first time in years...I tried to schedule romantic evenings, but things always got in the way. Even when he was home, he often fell asleep watching TV in his recliner or or at his desk if he was working late in his home office. We just weren’t making time for each other.

Now, let me back up a little. Before we had the kids, we had a great sex life. A friend of his once told him that if you put a bean in a jar every time you have sex during the first year you’re married, and then take one out every time you have sex after that, you’ll never empty the jar. FACTS....LOL. He’s a great lover, and although he’s not the biggest I’ve ever had (he’s pretty average-sized), he knows how to please me and I used to orgasm every time we made love. Sometimes more than once. But after three pregnancies and ten years of marriage, things got a little stale, and as I said, opportunities were few and far between. The spark just wasn’t there.

Anyway, his best friend (we’ll call him Tom) was the vice president of the service club, and tradition had it that the VP, upon taking over the presidency, should present a gift to the outgoing president as a thank you from the organization. Elections were coming up, and one day I received a text from him, asking if we could meet to discuss the gift and what I thought would be an appropriate choice. We made a date to get our kids together to play, and he brought them over the house one day while hubby was working. We decided on an appropriate gift fairly quickly, and got to chatting while the kids played outside. Tom is taller than my husband (he’s 6′4″ and hubby is 5′8″), and he’s ruggedly good looking. He has an athletic build and looks damned sexy in just about anything. I had often caught myself looking at his ass or his package when we were together, but I had never even considered actually doing anything. Well, while we were talking, we got to flirting a little. Nothing serious, but there was definitely a sexual tension building very slowly under the surface. He’s funny and intelligent and made me feel very comfortable, even while flirting with me. I found myself admiring his tattooed arms and chest (he has tattoo sleeves and as it turns out, most of his torso is covered in ink...which is a big turn-on for me). My eldest came inside and said the kids wanted ice cream, so we decided to leave her in charge and run to the store together.

Almost immediately after we got into the car, the flirting got more intense. He was driving, and at one point he looked over to me and said that if he could get away with it, he’d kiss me right there. I don't know what came over me, but I said, “I’d like to see you try. No, really...I’d like that.” As we pulled into the 7-Eleven parking lot, he barely had the car in park when he leaned over and pulled me toward him for a kiss. It was electric. I hadn’t kissed anyone but my husband in twelve years, and my stomach erupted in butterflies. It was passionate and sensual at the same time. His fingers ran through my long blonde hair, and his tongue felt and tasted amazing. We broke the kiss and he started to stammer an apology, but I stopped him by unbuckling my seat belt and crawling over the center console to put my arms around him and kiss him again. I wanted more of that passionate feeling, and I took my chance. We kissed like that for a few minutes, and then I sat back in my seat and told him he’d better run in for the ice cream.

As he got out of the car, I watched his sexy body and tight ass walk into the store. I checked my face and hair in the visor mirror and thought about what I was going to say to him when he got back to the car. After all, he and my husband were best friends, and I was close with his wife. Could we do this? Could we get away with it? Should we forget about it and just call it a “one and done?” You don’t shit where you eat, and this could be very risky for both of us. But he was such a damned good kisser! And I hadn’t felt that kind of electrical attraction in years. I had to think fast, because he was coming back out of the store. I caught a glimpse of the bulge in his pants, and all my resistance faded away.

He tossed the ice cream into the back seat, and as he got into the car, he started to apologize again. I told him to head back home...the kids were waiting for their treat. As he backed out of the spot, I put my hand on his thigh and said, “when we get there, I might have a treat for you, too.” He smiled at that, and took my hand in his. We had just a few minutes to discuss it before getting to my house, but we both expressed how lonely we were in our respective marriages, and we both agreed that we couldn’t risk getting caught...for the sake of our marriages and our kids. We’d have to be very careful if we were going to do anything at all...but we both agreed that we wanted to...desperately.

We pulled into the driveway, and the kids came running up to the car screaming for ice cream. We went inside, got some Solo cups and plastic spoons, and dished out a few scoops to the kids. I told them to go outside and enjoy it on the lawn. When they had gone, Tom leaned over to kiss me again. Yup, the sparks were still there. I was tingling all over and I knew what I wanted to do. (Spoiler alert: hubby hasn’t heard this part yet...he didn’t know it happened this soon...sorry hon!) I reached down and gripped his cock through his pants, and squeezed gently. Oh, it was nice! He felt WAY bigger than my husband, and I was tingling with the anticipation of touching it for real. I squeezed it a little tighter and began walking backwards toward the living room. He followed dutifully, and we sat on the sofa and kissed some more. He felt my breasts, and I rubbed his crotch. His fingers ran through my hair and grasped the back of my neck. Our tongues were tangled together and we were like two teenagers exploring each other’s bodies. 

When my husband and I were dating, and we’d be necking on my mother’s couch, I would cover his lap with a blanket and reach my hand underneath to give him hand jobs every night. I reached over to the armrest of the sofa and grabbed my husband’s favorite throw blanket. I draped it over Tom’s lap, and reached under it to unzip his fly. He kissed me harder, and positioned his hips so I could have easier access to his manhood. I reached into his pants, through his underwear, and worked his cock out of its hiding place. My husband always had to pull down his pants a little when I did that, because he wasn’t big enough for me to get really good access through his fly. Tom had NO PROBLEM in that department. His cock was a good nine inches long, and I could barely wrap my fingers all the way around it. It was slick with precum already, and I began gently stroking it under the blanket. Oh, my God, it felt amazing! Like I said, my husband always did a great job satisfying me, and when I needed something bigger than his dick, there were always the toys, which he was more than happy to use on me. But this was different...it was an actual, live, warm, wet, hard cock in my hand. Not a penis...a COCK! And a great kisser making me feel sexy and attractive and wanted. Something I hadn't felt in a LONG time.

I stroked his schlong as we kissed and he rubbed my breasts and stroked my hair...and I could feel his hips begin to thrust slightly as I ran my hand up and down the length of his dick. I squeezed the head and twisted my hand around it, feeling the delightful lubrication from his flowing precum. I could hear the squishing sound of a wet hand job through the blanket, and my pussy was throbbing with excitement. I could feel the wet spot in my panties, and I was lost in the moment as we kissed passionately and deeply. He began to grunt a little with each thrust and stroke, and I knew he was getting close...

I could still hear the kids outside, so I knew it was still safe...and I broke our kiss and pulled back the blanket. I wanted to SEE what I was doing. I gripped the base of his shaft with one hand, and with the other, stroked his head and upper shaft wildly, twisting and changing the firmness of my grip with every stroke. He was grunting louder now, and his hips were thrusting as he lifted his ass off the sofa for a final thrust through my hands, and his cock erupted with a stream of hot, white cum that must have shot a foot and a half into the air, before coming down onto my husband’s blanket. Another five or six blasts of man juice shot out, and splashed onto the blanket and my hands. I leaned down, kissed the tip of his softening cock, licked up the last drop of cum, and looked him in the eyes as I licked my lips. “Yum...next time maybe I’ll get a little treat to eat, too!”

He let out a deep sigh as his body slumped back onto the sofa, and I grabbed the blanket and wiped him and my hands of his cum. I rolled up the blanket and tossed it to the end of the sofa, and helped him put Mr. Happy back away. He zipped up and we kissed some more. We could hear the kids coming in, so we scrambled to look normal, as they burst into the house. He rounded up his kids, and told them it was time to go home. After some whining and complaining, he got them into the car and kissed me on the cheek with a wink and a smile as he got in to drive away. Within 20 minutes, he texted me, and we made plans to get together the following day at his office for lunch.

An hour or so later, when my husband came home from work and sat in his recliner, he turned and grumbled that the kids had spilled something on his blanket...it was all wet and crumpled on the couch instead of neatly folded where he usually kept it. I apologized on behalf of the kids and told him I’d try to make sure it didn't happen again...

(More to come about our ongoing affair...)

Hotwife Vacation Confession: Gangbang in Punta Cana (Continued)

Continued from “Gangbang in Punta Cana”

As “Mr. Universe” was pounding me harder and harder with his massive tool, I simply couldn’t concentrate on any of the other guys. They all stood around the bed and stroked their cocks watching me cum over and over as he fucked me relentlessly. Suddenly, he pulled out of me and lifted my legs and pressed the backs of my thighs until I was practically folded in half. He lined up his cock with my pussy again and drove deep inside me once again, holding himself up by pressing my knees against my chest. He bounced up and down, filling me up on each stroke, and I couldn’t help but yelp with each thrust. I had never felt anything like the intense pleasure mixed with pain I was feeling at that moment. It felt like he might cum inside me at any moment, and then he pushed back, swung my legs to one side, pulled out, and flipped me onto my belly. I got onto my knees, spread them apart, and stuck my ass high in the air with my face to the bed, and he mounted me from the rear. His massive cock parted my lips and stretched me wider and wider as he thrust even deeper than he had before, if that was even possible. He had my hips in his hands and fucked me from behind as I gripped the sheets tightly. I felt another orgasm coming, and I bit my lip as I came again on his massive cock. Just as I was coming down from my orgasm, he put his thumb in my ass, and I came again. 

That must have been enough for him, because he grabbed my hips again and started pumping faster, his balls slapping against my clit with each thrust of his cock deep inside me, and he let go with a final thrust as he exploded deep in my pussy, flooding it with hot cum. As he pulled out, my quivering pussy must have been gaping as his cum literally poured out of my stretched-out hole and ran down over my clit and fell to the bed. He crawled off the bed and sat in G’s chair by the door to rest, as one of the other guys took his place and began fucking my lubed up pussy, cumming inside me almost immediately after having jerked off for so long. As he moved off the bed, Will took his place and slipped his huge cock inside me for lubrication, before pressing it against my puckered anus and slipping it in past my sphincter, He went balls deep in my ass, and began pounding me hard. He came inside me with a grunt, and filled my ass with his hot cum. When he pulled out, it leaked down over my pussy and dripped onto the wet spot beneath me. As another guy started to move into position, I waved him off and collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion. “I need a minute guys! I can’t move right now...” I begged. One of them looked at his watch and said, “OK. A minute...starting now.” All around me, these naked men were staring at me, either ready to fuck me or recovering from doing so. G stared at me proudly with a wicked smile as the guys laughed and started counting down from 60. I laid there, dripping and covered in cum, trying to catch my breath. 

When they got down to zero, two of them helped me to the foot of the bed, sort of catty-corner on one side, so that my head hung back over the side, and my pussy was accessible from the foot of the bed. One of them lifted my legs and slipped his cock into my pussy, while another put his dick in my face and started rubbing my lips with his precum. I opened my mouth and took him in, as he slowly fucked my mouth. Someone grabbed my boobs again and began pinching my nipples. Even though I was exhausted, I was never so sexually satisfied...this wasn’t my first gangbang, but it was definitely shaping up to be the best. While my pussy was being slammed, the cock in my mouth started to fuck my throat, and I gagged as it choked me. His balls were slapping against my forehead, and he gripped my neck as he fucked my throat deeper. I could hardly breathe, so I reached up and pushed his hip away. He pulled out and I said, “not like porn. I need to be able to breathe.” He put his dick back in my mouth and continued to fuck it, but not as deep. I gave him a “thumbs up” and moaned for him as my tongue swirled around his cock.

I felt my legs being lifted, and the guy in my pussy pulled out and lined up with my ass. He thrust in slowly, and within a few strokes, he was cumming deep inside my butt. I heard another guy start to groan, and felt several ropes of cum shoot onto my belly from the side. I couldn’t see what was going on, because I still had a dick in my mouth and a set of balls covering my eyes. A second later, the cock was removed from my mouth, and he started stroking it wildly, as he shot his load onto my face and neck with a grunt. I laid there naked, covered in cum and sweat, and it seemed that everyone in the room had cum in or on me at least once. I was panting and trying to catch my breath, as Mr. Universe walked over to me and slapped my cheek with his huge cock. It was soft, but still really big and heavy looking. I knew there was no way I was getting my mouth around it when it was hard, but I did want a taste of it, so I rolled off the bed and got on my knees in front of him. 

I gripped it with both hands and started licking and kissing the tip. I took it in my mouth and sucked gently, as my tongue flicked the underside of his head. Within a few seconds, he was starting to throb and grow again. I took as much of him as I could into my mouth as it got harder, and sucked him as deep as I could. As his cock swelled and grew, I couldn’t keep it in my mouth, so I stood up and put my arms around his neck. I said, “can you fuck me standing up?” and he grabbed my ass and lifted me up. I threw my legs around his hips, and felt his cock rubbing against my pussy as he held me. He lifted me up a little higher, and I wiggled myself into position on the end of his cock, as he lowered me down onto it. My lips parted and he slipped into me, stretching me as he had before. His huge arms held me and lifted me up and down on his rod, as I gripped the back of his neck with one hand, and ran my fingers through his hair with the other. He fucked me standing for several minutes, and then moved over toward the bed and tossed me onto it like a rag doll. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and lifted my legs into the air in a V-shape, as he penetrated me again. He held my ankles wide apart and fucked me relentlessly. One of the guys reached over and started flicking my clit as he fucked me, and it made me cum almost instantly. Mr. Universe started moaning softly as he picked up his pace, and grunted with pleasure as he filled me up again with his hot seed. He pulled out and wiped his cum-covered cock on my pussy.

Two of the other guys were ready to fuck again, and I had an idea. I had one of them lay on the bed, and I mounted him, taking him deep inside my pussy. I leaned all the way forward, so that I was resting on his chest, and told the other guy to fuck my ass. He got behind me and pressed his cock into my ass...and as I was taking both cocks, G was sitting in front of me watching the scene. He leaned over and kissed me, and said, “let me make some room.” He got off the bed and went over to his chair, as Frank took his place, and put his cock in my face. I had a cock in my pussy and ass, and was about to have one in my mouth as well. He kneeled over the head of the guy underneath me, high enough that his balls wouldn’t be in his face, and I took him into my mouth I sucked and licked his big cock as I got fucked, and suddenly, two of the other guys were kneeling on the bed at my sides. The guy underneath me grabbed my boobs and held me up as I reached out to my sides and stroked the cocks that had been presented to me. I was now servicing five of the boys at the same time! I literally felt like a sex machine, and had my second wind at this point. I was moaning and sucking one cock, stroking two others, and being fucked by two more. 

The guy in my ass came first. With a hard thrust, he started to cum inside me, but slipped out and shot the rest of his load across my ass. I could feel it dripping down my waist as one of the guys in my hand pulled away and starting whacking off as he came on my back. Suddenly, the guy underneath me squeezed my boobs harder and began thrusting upward deeper and deeper inside me, as he came hard. He filled my pussy with his cum, but he was trapped underneath me as another guy stuck his dick in my empty hand. Now I was stroking two cocks and sucking another, and I had a cock in my pussy that was beginning to get soft and slip out. I let go of the cocks in my hand and pulled myself up so I could roll off my lover while still sucking Frank’s cock. He got out from under me, and I was on all fours on the bed sucking on Frank. One of the boys I had been jerking off climbed up behind me and stuck his cock in my cum-filled ass. 

Frank grabbed the back of my head an pulled me onto his cock as he came in my mouth. I gagged and spit most of his cum onto the sheets, and as he released my head, I slumped onto the bed, still being pounded from the rear. I was getting exhausted, and both my pussy and ass were getting sore. As my ass was filled one more time, I collapsed onto the bed and waved the white flag of surrender. “I’m spent, boys! I can’t go on any longer.” All of them had had their way with me one way or another, so no one was leaving disappointed, that was for sure. G thanked them all for a really nice evening, hoped they’d had a good time, and invited them back the following night if they still wanted to cum.

When they had all dressed, they each thanked me, said how amazing the evening had been, and thanked G on their way out the door. As soon as the door closed, G stripped down and climbed onto the bed with me. I said. “honey, I’m covered in sweat and cum...let’s take a shower.” but he had other plans. He caressed my hair, despite the blotches of dried cum streaked throughout it, and kissed me. He kissed my cheeks, and neck, and collar bone. He kissed my sore nipples, and licked them gently. He licked up some cum from my belly and moved between my legs. I opened them for him, and he admired my shaved pussy before he began to reclaim his wife. He began by softly kissing and licking my inner thighs. His lips and tongue were tender and soft, and they felt wonderful as he licked up the cum from my battered ass and pussy. He avoided my clit, which he knew would be sensitive after the night’s antics. He slipped his index finger into my stretched out pussy and withdrew it, covered in slick cum, which he sucked off his finger before going back to my pussy. He rimmed my ass with his expert tongue, and licked up any traces of cum from there, too.

I was so sweaty and there was so much dried cum all over me, that we had to shower. There was no way he was cleaning up this mess just with his tongue. So once he had my pussy and ass cleaned, we got into the shower, and he washed my hair as the hot water ran down over our bodies. He delicately soaped up my body and washed me all over, and we held each other in the shower for a long time. He was hard the whole time, but didn’t push me for anything. He knew how exhausted I was, and I was really feeling delightful with just the gentle attention he was paying me in the shower. I knew he needed relief, after watching me get gangbanged all night, so I reached down and grasped his cock with a soapy hand. I stroked it gently, and played with his balls a little. I told him that I really do love to make him cum, but I was so exhausted I didn’t think I could do much more than this. He was fine with that, and leaned against the shower wall while I stroked his cock with one hand and caressed his balls with the other. Very quickly, he began to moan softly, and he came in my hand as his cum shot out onto the shower floor and flowed down the drain. We rinsed off and he helped me dry off with a large bath towel, and we climbed into the bed after laying a dry towel down to cover all the wet spots. I laid on my side, and he got behind me and spooned with me as we fell asleep, dreaming about the rest of our vacation...

Very true!

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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.

Hotwife Confession: My Uber Driver

Hubby bought an Uber sign for our car so he can pick me up from bars when I’m on the prowl, and can watch me in the rear view mirror making out (and sometimes more!) with my date when we’re on our way to “his place” or a motel. It makes him feel better to know where I’m at while I’m on a solo date. He usually sits in the car around the corner waiting for a text telling him to come pick me up when I’m done, unless I text him that I’m spending the night. 

I’ve changed my blog name from “gg-kc-mw4m” to “hot-wife-confessions”. Hopefully it’ll make the purpose of my blog a little clearer!

I’d love to hear about your first time cheating with your husband’s best friend ;)

Posted the story tonight...hope you enjoy it!