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Dares Completed

I wrote in my last post below about Louise raising my bucket list and her little game that resulted in her saying I can pick ten more items and she will commit to doing at least six of them in the next six months. In reality, my “bucket list” is nothing more than a compilation of dares copied from here on tumblr. My favourite 100 if you like. Some are copied directly, some have been slightly modified and there is just a few that I actually wrote myself.

This is the list of those dares that Louise has actually done. It probably looks like she is a raging exhibitionist and super experienced hotwife. Let me just say that is absolutely not the case. Whilst the hotwife thing pretty much exploded into something huge in a short time, it actually took over twenty years from the first time I mentioned my fantasy and over four years from the time we seriously talked about it. She had tried via dating sites but just couldn’t bring herself to do it, not until an unexpected blowjob one night for her friend Tom.

Even just the sexy dares are very few and far between, the list of completed ones below is all there is to tell. She is actually super shy, and really not confident of showing her body. She still will absolutely not go braless anywhere apart from around the home. She still struggles to wear a sexy bikini anywhere apart from when we’re away on holiday, she is almost terrified of bumping into someone we know if she wears one.

She’s been married once before, to a very controlling and jealous guy. He would freak out if another guy so much as looked at her, the thought of wearing something sexy when he was around just never happened. He was also very picky about her appearance, telling her things like her boobs were too saggy after having her first child. Although we have broken down most of those things I am sure they still play on her mind, at least sub-consciously. There is no doubt having sex with other guys has given her confidence an enormous boost. I think Grant has especially done that, he is quite a bit younger and to have had him lusting after her, telling her lots of dirty things he wants to do to her sexy body and the like has given her a boost that I could not give. There’s nothing like hearing it from another guy I guess.

But then, just occasionally and even before Tom, the dormant, naughty Louise would come out. I would often see and experience it for myself after a few margaritas or white wines and, over the last four or five years, see glimpses without the help from a little bit of alcohol. Louise has always had a thing for massages, in her own words she just loves to be touched. Our first real dirty little secret occurred when I organised an interstate trip for a tantric massage for her. It wasn’t perfect, but the guy did fill her with compliments and he did have a hard on for the whole massage, all of which helped her self-esteem. Whilst nothing else remotely sexual happened for another few years, there was a noticeable change in her “sexiness”, especially over the summer and in the way she dressed. Suddenly, and thankfully, cleavage started to become normal as did shorter dresses.

I should also say Louise has loved going to the nude beach for several years now, for a long time it was the one and only thing where I’d get a chance to show off my sexy wife. She started off still being pretty demure about it all, we’d walk forever to get past the crowd and she’d get really uncomfortable when guys got close. Those barriers are well and truly gone now, she no longer cares who or how many people are around or what they see, there has even been a few special times when she had made sure a lucky guy has gotten to see all the goods.

So here’s the cut from my 100, the list of 49 completed bucket list items (haha, I did not know we were so close to fifty!).

Wear short dresses with sexy underwear

Wear short dresses without underwear

Wear a dress that is slightly see through, with sexy underwear

Wear a dress that is slightly see through with no underwear

- these are all regular occurrences, she often wear dresses like this now. I actually really like the slightly see through ones with her sexy underwear. We went shopping at a big Ikea store once, after the beach. She had on a white dress that was just a bit see through, with a black bikini bottom underneath. I pulled the bikini bottom up high, up her bum so it looked cheeky and she walked around the shop like that for a while, it was very sexy to me. She wears the same dress without underwear, or a bikini, underneath but it actually isn’t anywhere near as noticeable as something sexy and contrasting. I’m working on getting her to wear her red thong bikini underneath it one day, with a stop at the shops planned on the way home. Wish me luck.

Wear a short, loose or split skirt/dress on a breezy day with sexy underwear

- this happened just once, way before any dares or the like ever happened. We went out for lunch and she was wearing a long dress that has a big split right up the side (I loved that dress, it was very sexy). The wind caught it and blew the front of it right open, fortunately for me right as two guys were approaching us. Louise got all embarrassed and held on to the dress tightly for the rest of the walk to our car, I thought it was super hot. It was also well before she knew any details about my big fantasies but, that day, she did get some confirmation that I love her dressing sexy.

Wear a dress that is very see through, with no underwear - twice

- The first time was at a hotel while we were on holiday, she took her wet bikini off (that was naughty and sexy in itself) and walked to our room just wearing a very, very see through black cover up. We passed two gardeners who definitely would have gotten a good look.

- The second time was after a morning at the nude beach, she has a short, flowery black dress that she sometimes wear. She was washing her feet under an outdoor shower, the way the sunlight was made her dress very see through, she had no bikini bottoms on and her pussy could be very clearly seen. There was people everywhere too, mostly guys, one stood watching her waiting for the shower, he had to have seen. I actually had no idea the dress was so see through and made the mistake of telling her (ha ha), now she won’t wear that one to the nude beach in case we see someone we know on the way back to our car. I should clarify that the nude beach is a walk along the sand from a popular, public beach. We have to come back past the main beach and then into the big car park, there’s usually heaps of people around.

Go very see through on the balcony

- she has done this twice, once during the same holiday as the see through walk mentioned above, we were on the second floor and the same gardeners were working just below us. She wore the same see through cover up while leaning against the rail, having a glass of wine.

- The first time was a couple of years earlier, holidaying at the same place actually. It was probably the very first real and deliberate exhibitionist type thing she ever did. We were in a ground floor room and she went outside to hang towels on a rack, wearing just a very sheer, white cover up. I told her how sexy it was and was pleasantly surprised when she came out with drinks and nibbles. We sat on the ground floor balcony for a couple of hours and an older guy in the room next to us even joined us for a beer. She didn’t stand up while he was there but he could very clearly see her boobs. She got really turned on and fucked me wildly before we showered to go to dinner that night.

Open your legs for an up skirt flash, wearing sexy underwear - twice

- an Uber driver got to see this one night, I completely missed it but she told me about it when we got inside.

- the second time happened last summer, it was one of her real take me by surprise moments. We went to my longest and “bestest” mate’s place for afternoon drinks one hot afternoon, another friend and his wife were also there. Louise wore a little summer dress, with underwear one (a fairly conservative bra but with a sexy pair of high cut panties). Us three guys were in the pool when she came over and sat on the edge, with her lower legs in the water. As she sat down, I got a really good upskirt view and I felt fairly sure that either two might have too. The same happened when she got up to get another drink, and again when she sat down again. That time, after getting a drink, the other two girls also came and sat on the edge of the pool (they were wearing shorts), I thought Louise was being a bit careless, or maybe just carefree, as she was making no attempt to stop her panties from being seen. She had her legs parting as she swirled the water with her feet, she even had her knees tucked up under her chin for a bit there. I doubt the other girls would have seen or even noticed but, from the pool itself, us three guys couldn’t have missed it. When we got home, I told her what we were seeing and that I thought it was very sexy, expecting that she didn’t actually know how much of a show she was putting on. But no, I learned it was all very deliberate and for my benefit, she even asked if I noticed how H kept going back to right in front of her and that she thought he even gave up on trying to not get noticed looking. Yeah, it was very hot.

Flash your ass to another man in public

Flash your pussy to another man in public

Open your legs for an up skirt flash, no underwear

- these three all happened when I had my fuel incident, written about in an earlier post here.

Drive or sit in the passenger seat bottomless

Get naked in the car and show off to truckers

- she has done these two several times, the first time a trucker saw her naked in the car was the fuel incident day, it was what got her turned on and made the big exhibition event happen. Going bottomless, or pulling her dress up is a regular occurrence. There was one time we felt sure she got seen too, by an old guy who walked up to the side of our car, to cross the road in front of where I had stopped. It wasn’t intentional, she was just sitting cross legged with her dress pulled right up, neither of us were paying attention and didn’t even notice the old guy until he did a double take and looked straight in through the front windscreen. I hope he enjoyed it.

Wear a Brazilian cut bikini bottom at a public pool or beach

- she has several cheeky bikini bottoms but she actually won’t wear them in public very often, normally just when we’re away on holiday (her fear of being seen by some we know stop it from being regular). The few times she has done it, when on holiday, have been sexy highlights for me. One of the times was when we were lying around a resort pool on sun lounges, I was coming back from getting drinks and she was lying on her stomach wearing her sexy red thing bikini. A passing guy did the full head turn thing as he walked on by her, I loved telling her about it whilst she sipped that margarita!

Get changed at back of car

- she did this at the beach one day, when we got back to the car, changing from a bikini and cover up into a pair of shorts, bra and t-shirt. Unfortunately, there was nobody around but she did get fully naked.

Go nude on the balcony

A pic of her bare boobs pressed against glass. Balcony? Elevator? Shop window? Fridge section of a grocery store?

- she came close enough with these two during one of little weekend away type holidays. I got the boobs on the window photo from our balcony after dinner one night and then, the next morning, got one of her fully naked on the balcony folding up the towels. It was very early in the morning and I don’t think she got seen but still, it was fun.

Get the mail naked

- there was no mail to get but one night, after a couple of margaritas, she did walk to the mail box and back, completely naked.

Skinny dip in the pool when friends are around

- paid this one after she skinny dipped in my mate Steve’s pool, which led to more than just a skinny dip that night.

Send sexy photos to another man

- she sent bikini shots to Tom well before they ever properly got together.

- She sent the same shots to a guy we met through some dog training we were doing, I actually though, for a while, that there was a chance she might have sex with him. He would have been the first but it didn’t eventuate.

Go to a nude beach and spread your legs to give all the men full visual access.

- this is almost a common occurrence now. It was one of her dares the first time it happened. Then, a couple of times, I asked her to do it when a particular guy used to come and sit near us. She has probably done it, or bent over in front of a guy, at least another half a dozen times now without me asking. That’s the deliberate times, I’m not counting the incidental stuff that happens when you’re naked on the beach, just when she has very deliberately given someone the full show.

Sext someone

- she did some mild sexting with the dog training guy, she told him she would make him tap out if they ever got together in a bedroom and said something about how her oral skills would be something new for him (there had been blowjob inferences in what they were talking about at the time).

- she did some really dirty stuff when she was trying the adult dating profile thing, with two guys that she thought about taking things further with (before she got cold feet). She very explicitly talked about sucking their cocks and how she would love to taste their cum. One of the guys asked where he could put his “big Italian cock” and she told him no holes were off limits, she even told him something like “yes, I would love to feel your big bare cock cumming in my arse.”

Openly talk dirty to another man on the phone in front of your husband.

- she did this with Grant one night before he came home for a weekend (she really was quite dirty too).

Be spanked by someone

- Grant and her regular massage guy have both done this for her, it is something she has always loved.

Talk dirty in the bedroom, tell me what he’s doing to you.

- this used to be a sometimes fantasy thing, before anything real actually happened. (Now it happens frequently and a lot of what she says is real).

Get a lap dance from a female stripper

- we did this nearly a year ago, the last time we went away for a few nights. She had a sensual massage, with one orgasm, in the afternoon then we went to a strip club the night. Louise had a private dance with one of the girls, one she thought had the sexiest arse ever. Then we sat by the stage and paid a bit extra for two girls to get it all off right in front of us.

Another guy gives you a nude massage.

- has happened with four different guys now, one was actually very early in our marriage, but it was non-sexual.

Another guy gives you a nude, sensual massage. With orgasms.

- I have lost count of how many individual times this has happened but she has done it with three different guys, just once with two of them, then heaps of times with her now regular, local guy.

- I am hoping for a repeat visit to the second guy this summer, with more to happen this time.

Touch or hold your masseur’s dick, through his jeans is ok but not preferred.

- this happened a fair bit with the first massage guy, she held and squeezed his bare dick after he basically put it in her hand. Interestingly, she didn’t actually tell me about that bit for many months, she was too worried I’d be jealous and get angry.

- she felt the second guy’s hard on, against her arm but didn’t touch it herself.

- her regular guy is usually naked and she does more than just hold his dick.

Suck your masseur’s dick.

- this has only happened with her regular guy.

- still hoping for it to happened with the second guy if/when we head interstate and include a visit with him again.

Have sex with your masseur

- as above, it has only happened with her regular guy. There isn’t much they haven’t done now too, except for something mentioned below.

Make out with someone

- well, that has happened with four guys now

Give a hand job

- Grant, Tom and the regular massage guy have all had hand jobs. I would love there to be someone, maybe a stranger, that it is the only thing she does with him.

Receive oral sex from someone else, double points if I get to watch

- all four guys have enjoying going down on Louise, I have watched it with three (not the masseur).

Give oral sex to someone else, double points if I get to watch

- ditto, I have seen it with the three.

Send texts telling your husband what another man is doing to you

- maybe not quite to the letter of this one but she has texted me, between fucks, to tell me what Grant has been doing to her.

Spit roast - suck one cock while getting fucked by another

- she has done this with Grant and Tom, with Grant and me, and with Steve and me.

Do anal with someone other than your husband

- both Tom and Grant have been lucky enough to do this. Tom has done it twice, I don’t know how many times with Grant now but I’d guess at least three or four. She said the first time with Grant was quite scary, as he’s big, but she was surprised how quickly she relaxed and started to enjoy it. It is now something we do far more regularly that we ever did before, I especially love doing it when she has her vibrator on her clit. Feeling her orgasm while I’m in her ass is pretty amazing.

Don't clean up before letting your husband fuck you after getting fucked

- yeah, ok, this has happened plenty of times now. After all four guys actually. It used to be something she said she couldn’t understand and, even if she did ever sex with another guy, she didn’t want me to have “sloppy seconds.” I can’t help it if my dick gets really hard after she has been fucking someone can I?

Jerk a man off in a hot tub across from your husband

- I paid this one because it has happened in Grant’s swimming pool. Close enough. She gave him a full handjob (making him cum) while I sat next to them and watched.

Fuck another guy with your husband watching

- I have watched her with Grant and with Steve a couple of times

Fuck two other men with your husband watching

- Just the once. With Grant, Tom and I taking turns and them doing it to her together while I watched.

Go on a vacation with another man for sexual adventures - text and send pics to hubby at home

- paid this one as she had a dirty weekend away with Grant once. I got some dirty texts but no pics. It’s another thing she is paranoid of, the boys accidentally intercepting naughty pics or them sharing across our cloud accounts.

Have bareback sex with someone

- all four guys have done this now.

Have someone cum inside you.

- as above, all four guys have done this

Find a boyfriend for regular sex

- Tom would have fit in this category.

Try dp

-she first did this twice with Tom and Grant before I got to experience it.

- the first time was with Tom in her ass then, later that same day, the other way around.

Do something sexual that you’ve never done with your husband.

- per the dp above one, I had only dreamt of this before she did it with Tom and Grant.

- this dare is one that I can put out there again, now that I have been lucky enough to do the dp thing too!

Sucking two guys

- I don’t believe she has tried to get two into her mouth at the same time but I have watched her take turns on Tom and Grant as they sat side by side on the edge of Grant’s pool and again, in his bedroom, as she knelt in from of them.

And that is it, for now at least. Finding some new sexual dares, to include in the ten, is going to be tricky. she has now done almost everything I could have ever dreamed of.

Finally, here’s the other 51. I need to pick my next top ten soon.

Wear a dress that is very see through, with sexy underwear

Go braless in public

Go braless in public while wearing something a bit see through

Flash your boobs to another man in public

Wear a thong bikini at a public pool or beach

Wear a sexy bikini top, preferably too small

Take sexy or nude photos in public places, upskirt, bend over, flashing

Wear a bikini that goes see through when wet, then get wet

Wear a very small or micro bikini

Give a down blouse view without a bra on

Answer the door wearing something sexy

Answer the door in just a t shirt and sexy undies

Answer the door topless

Answer the door bottomless

Answer the door in a towel

Answer the door in a towel and drop it

Give the landscapers/repair men a show (I could probably almost pay this, given that she did go braless under a t shirt once, something she just never does)

Go topless in the hot tub when friends are around

Go nude in the hot tub when friends are around

Send nude photos to another man

Get a small risqué tattoo, or one in a private place

Change into your bikini at the beach, you must be a little bit careless

Stay topless on the beach for a while

Change into your bikini at the beach, it can be quick but make no effort to cover up

Do a nude walk, outside somewhere where there is some chance of being seen

Perform the hallway challenge

Go topless on the balcony

Pantyless in restaurant, short dress, one that is risky

Same as above but flash the waiter

Submit a sexy review photo to an online shopping site

Naked in hotel spa

Let a guy feel your boobs, clothes on

Let a guy squeeze your arse, clothes on

Let a guy feel your bare boobs

Let a guy squeeze your bare arse

Let someone finger you

Have sex with a stranger

Send a picture of you holding a big cock

A female gives you a nude, sensual massage. With orgasms.

I watch a guy give you a sensual massage

Have a threesome with another man and another woman

Make husband lick your clit while another man fucks your pussy (I’m not sure I actually want to do this, at the time I picked it to be a little controversial).

Have someone cum on you and pic for hubby

Give someone a blowjob and pic for hubby

Have someone take naked pics of you on their bed and send to hubby

Shower with someone and Skype it for hubby

Have sex with more guys since you've been married than you had sex with before

Have sex on a boat

Be a unicorn for another couple

Go down on another woman

Have an MFF threesome while I watch (there is no point in even listing one where I participate).

Well, to stay things have quietened down since June would be quite the understatement. Louise met up with Grant in early June, when he came back to our home city for a long weekend. She stayed the night with him on the Saturday and got home just after noon on the Sunday, she was a rather tired girl.

Then, a couple of weeks later, she slept with Tom for one last time, her first and easily closest FWB. They had chatted during the week and Tom told her that he was thinking of trying to get a bit more serious with another woman that he had started dating (Louise did know about her). I was away at work and he took her back to the hotel where they first slept together. She told me she cried a little in the morning too, nothing to surprise me as I have known she has felt quite close to Tom for a while now. There’s nothing to threaten me in their closeness by the way, they were good friends to begin with and grew a little closer since things became physical between them. It was actually harder for Tom apparently, he had gotten to the point where he was quite jealous of the time Louise spent with his mate Grant and even the massages she has been having. Anyway, time will tell if things work out with his new lady I guess, I’m pretty certain Lou would be quite than willing for their little relationship to kick back off if it doesn’t work out.

Now Grant is in a similar boat, just a few weeks ago he told Louise he was bringing someone with him next time he came back home. He actually said he’s not fully serious yet and wanted to still see Louise, but she won’t have it like that. It’s not that she expects guys to be exclusive of course but she doesn’t want to have anything to do with them playing around on someone they’re in a relationship with. She did say things were cooling off with Grant anyway, her night with him in June was still fun (and she did have some amazing orgasms) but there’s just not the same spark, or connection, she really needs to keep it going. Like the sex was really fun but now let’s move on kind of situation.

That same thing happened even quicker with my friend Steve. The messed around a few times and then just stopped, we’re both sure he was a bit weirded out by having sex with his mates wife and, again, the connection (other than being friends) wasn’t really there. It was probably just right to finish up as it was, which is not to say something might not happen at another time of course.

Although the visits have been much less frequent that they were for a while, her massage guy is still in the wings. She has just found it harder to get the time to treat herself of late, things have been really busy with her work and, ironically I guess, I have been away with work more often which actually makes it harder for her to find the time to have a little fun (just by me not being around to share the load of being a mother and housekeeper). But, I’m home now for a few weeks and she does have an appointment next week.

So, with all of that, the intense sexual excitement between the two of us has also waned, just a little bit. I got home from my latest work trip just a couple of days ago, and did get a very welcome blowjob in the spa by the way.

Louise raised the subject, while we were still in the spa, just after that blowjob. As she usually does, she started off by asking me how I was feeling about things, was I having any regrets over what we have been doing for the last year or so. Of course I haven’t, no regrets whatsoever and I told her, if anything, I was hoping things would pick up for her somehow, sometime soon. She had been thinking along similar lines and told me she had some ideas

First of all, she reminded me of the sexual bucket list I sent her a few years ago. She had deleted it, out of her usual fear of someone (our children) finding it in her emails and wanted to know if I still had a copy. She said it might be fun to see how many items we would tick off as done now and, also, went on to suggest something new to do with it. I have now been tasked with getting the list ready for our first day of the beach for this coming summer season (I’m really hoping for some warm weather very soon!). We do talk about sex a lot when we’re together at the beach, it’s our little thing I guess, and she wants us to do a couple of things with the list. First of all is to go through it and talk about all the things that have been done, have some fun recounting a few things. I have to tell her my top three moments from all of it too, and the three biggest turn ons. That is going to be hard but not as hard as finding the three things I liked the least.

Then she told me to pick a number between one and ten. I’m dumb as a post sometimes, I wish I had chosen ten, or even nine but I said six. Then she told me I have to pick the top ten things from my bucket list (I am allowed to add new ones if I think of them) and she will do her absolute best to do six (my chosen number) over the next six months. You know, I very nearly said three, I’m so glad I didn’t.

So, I have some work to do, especially with trying to be creative with picking my next top ten from the bucket list!

I just found out that Grant is in town this coming weekend, he sent L a rather dirty text message last night after she said she’d love to see him on Saturday afternoon. With him living interstate now, I thought things had somewhat fizzled out between them but, apparently, he can’t wait to bury his face in her pussy before he gives her a good hard fucking. She asked me if her reply was sexy enough.

“I can’t wait to feel your big dick inside me either. After I get to suck it for a while of course, mmm…”

That led me to a thought, one which I shared with her. I’m all caught up on the fun she had during my last trip away for work now. Well, mostly caught up, part of her tease for me is to not reveal everything at once. She tends to save things up for later, or hints at little things, it’s all part of the way she peaks my jealousy,and the rush that comes with it. Anyway, during May she fucked Tom, Steve, her masseur and me. She will be just one day off having all five of us in the same month.

Ha, I just realised that it still will be all of us within a fortnight. Crazy.

I have been wanting to share a story, at least a short version of it. I have a really good friend, Steve, we have been mates since we were teenagers. L and I had always agreed that none of our friends would ever know about our secrets and that she wouldn’t ever have sex with any of our closer male friends, acquaintances yes, close friends no. More accurately, it was more of a rule for her, not so much for me, but it was certainly one I never questioned. All that changed just after Easter, when the three of us caught up for a long lunch on a Wednesday afternoon. There was supposed to be another couple with us but, unfortunately (actually, it was fortunately), they had to cancel.

Steve has been a bachelor for a long time and has not had a lady in his life for several years now. Aside from her recent real naughtiness, L has always been a terrible flirt and has never had any issue in teasing Steve about his love life. For some years it was about the one night stands and, lately, poor Steve has copped it about his lack of action. Of course, he has always known she’s teasing and just laughs it off. This time was different.

Our lunch was great and we were on our third bottle of wine when the tone changed significantly. It is often at the third or fourth glass that L’s inhibitions diminish somewhat and, this time, Steve was her target. I had no idea and didn’t actually cotton on that she was up to anything until things were, let’s say, quite advanced.

Anyway, she had been teasing him and reached over the table, to take one of his hands in hers. She said something like, “Steve, I think you could do with a good blowjob.”

It really wasn’t out of character for her but it was still unexpected, I expect wine would have probably come out of my nose had I taken a mouthful just before she said it. Steve just laughed, as he does, he clearly thought she was just speaking in general terms, as did I. He did say she was right and said the problem was that there was nobody offering him one.

I really knew she was in full bad girl mode when she replied that she was doing just that. Offering.

Without going into all the details about the next couple of minutes of her flirting, he basically looked at me to see what I thought, my shrug sealed the deal I guess.

Less than an hour later we were at Steve’s place. I was sitting in an armchair, watching as L took his fat cock into her mouth for the first time. I had definitely told her that Steve is well endowed in the past, but her exclamation of “oh my,” as she first helped him out of his jeans made it clear that she was pleasantly surprised at just how well, especially from a girth perspective. Watching her suck someone’s dick is possibly my favourite thing at the moment and I enjoyed the show, especially seeing how much L seemed to be into it.

Unfortunately for me, in a way at least, that show didn’t last long. After a couple of minutes L started to look into my eyes, at first I figured it was all part of the show she was putting on for me. Then, between lick and sucks, she told me wanted to do more with his dick than just suck it. She let me know she wanted to take Steve to his bedroom and feel his dick inside her.

“You don’t want me to come with you do you babe,” was both my answer and a question I didn’t really need to ask. I certainly wanted to but I’d sensed she wanted to go it alone, just her and Steve.

“No babe, just us two for now, she said, I remember it word for word because of the promise of what I was sure “for now” meant to both of us.

I would love to be able to tell a story about how I sat there and listened to them have wild sex for an hour or more. That’s not the truth though, they were back out in less than fifteen minutes I reckon, it could have even been less than ten. Steve, was actually quite embarrassed, he was very apologetic to L and I soon learned that he didn’t last very long, it had indeed been a long time and he came quite quickly. Steve is actually a few years older than me and he confessed that he really needed a little blue pill to be at his best, he didn’t even have any in the house as his dry spell had been so long.

As always, my L was amazing. She hugged him and told him it was perfectly ok. She reminded him that she had offered him a blowjob and had no expectations other than to help him have a little bit of fun. We ended up staying for another couple of hours, Steve cooked some steaks on the barbecue while L pulled together a salad, all the while looking sexy as all hell, just wearing her panties and top, with no bra. We ate dinner and shared another bottle of wine before we said our good nights and headed home. Poor Steve was still a bit downcast about his performance so L did leave him with the promise that he could try again if he really wanted.

“I’d like to feel your dick again if you want to,” she said as we left. I’m sure it was as much for my arousal as his, she had my hand between her thighs (outside her jeans) all the way home in the uber too.

Since that day, she has indeed felt his dick again, twice in fact. Both times were when I was away, with my blessing. She doesn’t always ask me for permission, she doesn’t have to and she knows it but, with Steve being my close mate, she wanted the reassurance. From a good news perspective, Steve did get hold of some of those tablets. I am told she did enjoy their second liaison and she did cum when riding him from on top. Their third get together, just last weekend, went even better.

“Oh yeah babe, he fucked me good,” she said as she told me quite a lot about their evening together.

Before I wrap up, I’d like to tell about something else she said recently. With Steve added to her “tally” she has now had sex with a total of seven guys. She said she was feeling very doubtful about making the number that I had said would be a nice target for her or, more accurately, a target for me. Back last year, after her first MMF encounter with Tom and Grant, a “how many guys is too many” conversation happened between us. It was really just for fun, there is no target or limit, but I definitely recall saying I thought a total of ten would be a good number. I was her third, Tom and Grant made it five so I figuring doubling that would be pretty impressive and a lot of fun.

Her regular masseur is number six (I don’t think I mentioned him here before) and Steve is number seven. I think I have that right, it’s been a big eight or nine months.

“So, it’s only three more, how’s that so hard?” I asked.

“In only a few months?” was her question in reply.

It turns out we had our wires a little crossed. It was all just in jest but I thought we were talking about lifetime total, she had latched onto something else I said and thought it was within a year. What’s really funny is that she said “well, I haven’t given up yet.”

Every time, no matter how hard.

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Hello everyone, friends!

Damn Tumblr neural networks don’t allow me to show you in all its glory...

Your likes and reblogs make me excited…

Pretty much how it happened…

My wife deserves this!

In my home city, oh to have been lucky enough to be there 😂

My word yes. I love any time she looks beautiful, sexy or (sometimes) a little bit naughty.

An oldie but I love it….

In an earlier post, I mentioned our dares and a dirty little secret involving a car breakdown. As far as timeline goes, this thing happened a couple of summers ago, well before my wife actually had sex with another guy.

We had turned the dares concept into a bit of a game, using an app called Spicer. I had posted a list of dares and assigned points for them. I had also written up rewards for points, things like me giving her massages, fixing a few things around the house and even some jewellery ideas. It was not a serious thing, just some fun we had. Haha, her successes were mostly small scale stuff but I was deliberately generous (trying to encourage more) and they did mean I delivered a couple of massages and had to do a couple of those long promised fixes around the house!

A couple of the dares included wearing see through things, going topless, getting naked in the car and flashing another guy and, on this particular day, she must have been feeling pretty adventurous as she nailed a few of them. It started with a morning at the beach, she wore a black bikini (or so I thought) with a very short and very see through cover up over it. Sexy but, given it was for the beach, nothing over the top.

Her dare successes started as soon as we laid our towels out on the beach. I had thought she had her bikini on but it turned out to be the bikini bottoms and a black bra. I’m sure my jaw hit the sand as she casually took her bra off, fumbled around in the beach bag then took her time to put the bikini top on, she was standing the whole time. The beach wasn’t exactly packed but there was quite a few people around and there was no doubt that several guys checked her out, one especially as he walked past.

We spent an hour or so at the beach before deciding it was time to pack up and head home. The reverse, and more, happened with the bikini before we left. She took off the top, then didn’t rush to replace it with her bra. Next, the little cover up went on and then, to my absolute jaw dropping surprise again, off came the bikini bottoms. I watched in awe as she pulled a black thong from the beach bag, bending so that her arse pointed straight towards a couple of guys sitting nearby. Unfortunately, neither of them noticed, but it was a great try!

So, we walked from the beach to the car, with my wife wearing the easily see-able thong, and her bra, under the cover up. We stopped and rinsed our legs and feet off, at a set of outside showers, where there were heaps of guys around to see the show. Her nearly bare arse was exposed several times as she bent to make sure all the sand was rinsed off. Now, I must say that seeing a woman in a thong style bikini is not unusual but it was the first time she had ever worn something like that at our local public beach, with so many people around. Plus, I’m sure I’m not the only guy who loves to see it, no matter how many girls are scantily dressed that way!

The effort to do some dares kept coming too. We had barely driven off from the beach when she took her thong back off. At first I thought she was changing back into her bikini for some reason, I even had a thought that she might want to stop at a shop or something and, maybe, she was going to get out of the car in the bikini and cover-up. But no, that wasn’t it as next the cover-up, and then her bra, came off too. It was the naked drive.

For the next twenty four minutes (the dare had a time based component) she sat completely naked next to me in the car. Unfortunately, we have a big car so I don’t think anyone actually saw but it was still a lot of fun. We did drive past a few trucks but didn’t get any honks or anything so I had to assume they didn’t notice either.

We were running low on fuel and I had planned to stop on the way home so I let her know that I was about to pull into our regular service station. I did say she shouldn’t feel obliged to get dressed on my behalf but that was never going to fly. She did, however, only put the cover up back on, the bikini and underwear stayed on the back seat where she had tossed them earlier.

Then, I made a mistake, totally unintentionally and certainly not one I would do deliberately, not even to extend the sexy opportunities that my dare completing wife was making the most of. But it turned out that was the benefit of my mistake.

I was forty five litres into the fill of my vehicle when I realised I was putting the wrong fuel in, I’d had a complete brain fart. I do have long range tanks and my first thought was just to finish the fill with the right stuff but no, that was never going to work. With my tail between my legs I headed inside, to talk to someone about what I could do. I felt like such a fuckwit but, apparently, it’s not that uncommon a thing and the girl behind the counter pulled out three or four cards for people I could try to call. She even told me where to move my car to and came out and put some cones behind me and to the side of our car, making sure there was room for the fuel guy to pull up next to me.

Being a Sunday, I was surprised when the first guy I called said yes, he’d come and do the job for us. He arrived about thirty minutes later and got to work on setting up to drain the fuel from my tank, starting with disconnecting the hose from my fuel pump. In my vehicle, the fuel pump sits under the hood on the passenger side, right near the firewall. So, he was pretty much standing in front of where Louise was, all the car windows were at least half open to let some air in, he would have been able to see her quite well through that opening and, probably, even better from where he stood through the front windscreen. It did quickly occur to me that he was probably getting a fairly decent view of her boobs via the flimsy see through thing she was wearing.

She was actually sitting with her legs across the console, stretched out towards my side of the vehicle cabin, so it would have been an almost side on view for him. Still, I was figuring he must have had a look and I must say I found it very arousing. He soon had his vacuum pump hooked up to the fuel hose and kicked off the job of sucking out all the unleaded fuel. He warned me it would take an hour or more to get it all out and I remember opening the driver’s side door to tell my wife how long to expect. I was pleased to note that I could see her very exposed pussy from that vantage point and even commented on the nice view. As I shut the door to leave her to it (she was reading her book by then), the fuel guy approached and asked if he could check the fuel gauge. I don’t know what I was thinking but I gave the window a rap with my knuckle, to warn her he was coming, and noticed she pulled her short cover up down just in time to make sure her pussy was no longer fully exposed. It must have been close though, maybe he got a little peek I thought as I kicked myself for the silly warning. Haha, I needn’t have been so harsh on myself.

I guess it was about ten minutes later when he said he’d check the gauge again. I was standing outside the car and just stepped to the side to give him access to the front door, he opened the door, leant in and spent maybe fifteen or twenty seconds checking the fuel. My wife and he exchanged a few words, something about how it was all going I recall, then he went to back to the fuel pump position at the front of the vehicle to do some more checks. I had to see for myself, if his fuel gauge check view had improved. So I opened the front door, figuring she might need me to get her a drink anyway.

Yes, it certainly had. The cover up had ridden right up again. She was leaning back on the passenger side door, sitting with her legs across the console, feet on my seat and her legs were wide enough apart to offer up a completely unobstructed view of her fully shaven pussy. He could not have gotten a better view I thought. I did ask if she wanted a drink and gestured down to the delightful view with my eyes, he was stood near her open window so I couldn’t exactly say “hey babe, do you know your pussy is on display?”

She got my meaning though, she just smiled and winked at me. Yep, she was totally aware.

I went inside and bought her drink, trying hard to keep an eye on what was happening at the car. Oh yeah, I had at least half a hard-on too, that was another thing I was dealing with at the time, trying not to let it become noticeable.

The exact timeline is lost to me now, this all happened a couple of years ago. I do know the whole thing actually took well over an hour and I reckon he must have checked the fuel gauge at least ten times. Sometimes, during the whole event my wife sat as I described earlier and, at other times, she sat cross legged or with her legs tucked up, knees up to her chest. All positions, no doubt, gave him something nice to look at.

Then, there was the grand finale. It was a hot day and we were sat there long enough for the shade to move from where she sat. Fuel guy was at the fuel pump position, I was standing by the drivers side. She said something like, “it’s too hot, I need shade,” and then climbed into the back seat. She did it in a hands and knees kind of way, crawling through on all fours with her arse pointed straight towards where he stood. Later, when we got home, I got her to do a re-enactment and even got a photo. As I suspected at the time, he would have had a perfect view of absolutely everything.

Eventually, he was done. He put a few litres of diesel in my tank, flushed the fuel line through then stuck around while I filled up, surely hoping for another look before he left. He got one too, definitely not as good as when she climbed into the back seat and, again, one I didn’t see myself. I had just shaken his hand and was about to head inside to pay when L got out of the car, to move back to the front seat. He actually held the door open for her as she got out, not doubt getting a last open leg glimpse as she did so. He definitely got a good look at her boobs too, through the thin material if not down blouse style.

It’s funny, the whole time, until we talked later, she was not totally sure that he noticed anything and neither was I, not absolutely certain anyway. He wore dark sunglasses the whole time so we could not actually see where he was looking. Often, my view of him was blocked by the open hood or because his back was to me but I still felt quite sure he had to be seeing everything that day, he just had to. L did tell me that she had smiled at him a couple of times and that he had smiled back, proof that he was looking her way and, if he was looking at her, there was just no way he couldn’t notice. Besides, with all those fuel gauge checks, standing by the fuel pump so much, and then the climb into the back seat, he would have to be blind to not see.

I posted an online review for him, the day it happened, to say how much we genuinely appreciated him coming to our rescue on a Sunday. He replied and said he’d really enjoyed meeting us, no doubt there was meaning in that comment. It ended up being an expensive day, nearly $100 on wasted fuel, the fuel guy cost about $600 and then there was about $2000 for the pair of diamond earrings she bought with her dare rewards.

I’d pay it all again tomorrow!

My wife and I had an incredibly interesting conversation last night, one that made me feel a little bit relieved actually. Which, in itself, surprised me. Yet another surprise in what has, so far, been a year full of them.

We have just returned from a little getaway, I took her to one of our favourite places for a few days, it is interstate, we had some quality time all to ourselves. As part of the treat she had a sensual massage, with a new masseur. She really liked him, she even said she finds him pretty sexy. She said the massage was heavenly, she did end up naked and he did rub her clit to give her a really nice orgasm. I think that is super sexy, as was her description of some of the stretching, the positions he had her legs in especially. My wife, legs wide open, totally naked with another guy’s hands all over her. It gives me chills. He had a hard-on too, she said she felt it against her hand, through his jeans. She gently rubbed it a little, as he gave her the orgasm. But, she didn’t have sex with him, she didn’t suck him and she didn’t even undo his jeans to take him properly in her hand.

I must admit, I expected it would either be a totally innocent deep tissue massage or an all out thing, where she ended up having sex with him. Given some of her pre-massage texts with him, about sensual options, and with her New Year’s resolution, I guess I really expected it would have been the latter. It almost didn’t make sense that she didn’t actually have sex with him, I wondered if he just didn’t do that with his clients but she said no, she was pretty sure they would have if she’d turned it that way.

Her resolution, to have a slutty year, probably goes down as the first of several surprises for the year, so far, and that is on top of the enormous surprises of the last few months of last year. It took my wife a very long time to dip her toes into the extramarital fun and games, in fact nothing lime it ever happening was something I had come to terms with. So, even though she has now had sex with a few new guys, the whole slutty thing really didn’t feel like it was her and, hence, it was quite a surprise.

I think one day I’ll post something here about how my fantasies evolved, how I went from saying I would have to be there, knowing everything that went on, then the shift to where I am now. I much prefer her being in control, I love the games she plays, messing with my head (and intense hard-ons), telling me snippets, teasing me until I feel like I’m about to burst. Then, when the moment is right, I sometimes get to hear it all (or as has been the case with one of the guys, join in on the fun).

There’s another deeper fantasy that has evolved, one I have shared with her. I am sure it is triggered by the gut flipping, exquisite and intense rush of jealousy I get every time I see or hear about her with one of her guy friends. There’s this thing, almost in the back of my mind, where I feel like I would love her to have a secret affair. Maybe it comes from before she did dip her toe in, it was almost something I hoped for, something I literally dreamed about.

Anyway, now she knows about it and we joked about making a bit of a game sometime. One where she starts something with a guy and deliberately leaves clues or hints, little things maybe, just to see how long it takes me to cotton on. Ha, I told her I could have some real fun with it if she started, imagine if I picked up on it but didn’t say anything, pretending I didn’t know while she pretended nothing was happening, continuing to leave her subtle little hints, thinking I had missed them.

That will probably not happen (now) but I did learn that my naughty little minx had something just like it planned and, on top of that, she had sort of flipped the game backwards on me. She did the opposite, she made me think more was going on than there actually was. I would have sworn on a stack of bibles that she’d had sex with five other guys in the month of January alone. She most certainly, and very deliberately, led me to believe that was the case, playing her own little game with my emotions and sexual arousal!

Her confessions, about tricking me, came after I asked her some more about that latest massage. I try not to push, I know she’ll tell me things in due course but I couldn’t really understand why it didn’t go further, given her resolution and all. Her answer, said with quite a few giggles shouldn’t have actually surprised me, it was very true to what she has said for a long time. She said he really is quite sexy, she really liked him but she would need to see him more, to make a connection, before she could have sex with him. That connection thing has always been key for her, something she said would make picking a guy up in a bar, or meeting gone from a dating site, almost impossible. She had built it with T, over several years. With G, he is a rare one, like me apparently. She had actually met him once before, and liked him (ok, she thought he was very sexy) plus T talks about him a lot. She didn’t need much more. She felt that connection with him really quickly, and she very soon had her hands full (literally) as she had her first ever threesome, with the two of them.

Now, back to the tricks. I thought she had sex with someone else G knows two days into the new year. She did have yet another threesome with G and T that very evening, but I was convinced this new guy had gotten lucky earlier in the day. I was certain she had told me she had sex with him. I asked her about the connection with him, how that happened so quickly. She laughed, a lot, and said she never even came close to having sex with him, she said she teased me a little bit, I jumped to a conclusion and she played along with it. The conversation went something like this, with lots of laughter mixed in.

“But you said he had a really fat cock and you had never felt one that thick before?”

She replied, I must admit she had stitched me up nicely. “Yes babe, I did. G was teasing me about him. He said he saw him checking me out several times and told me that maybe I should try get the poor guy to bed one day. G was the one who told me he has a really fat dick. I have never seen it and it would be true, if his is fatter than G’s, then I certainly haven’t ever felt one that thick.”

I had to concede, it was clearly one to L, I knew she was right. However, I had another question, or statement.

“But, you went skinny dipping with him, you must have seen it?”

“No sweetheart. I said he was in the pool when I got back to G’s house, nobody ever said he was naked. You asked if I went in the pool and I said yes. Well, I kinda did, I actually just sat on the edge with my legs in the water. You asked what I wore in the pool and I said well, I didn’t take a swimsuit with me did I? It’s not my fault you assumed that meant I went in naked is it? I tricked you my poor baby, and you fell for it.”

I made my last attempt to expose her as a lying, naughty girl. “You said he came really quickly.”

“Yeah, that was a tricky part. I think I actually said he wasn’t a stayer and he went home soon after. He did, he got out of the pool and left soon after.”

I told her I was pretty sure she said something about him cumming quickly, she admits she was having so much fun teasing me that she might have said something along those lines. Anyway, she most certainly won that round, she got me good there!

“He’s not the only one I might have tricked you about,” she said. She went away with G for a couples of nights recently, I was definitely under the impression that she’d had a threesome with him and another mate of his on the Saturday. This time I figured it out much sooner. In reality, she had only said his mate came over, that she liked him and they’d had a lot of fun. Again, she happily let me assume that meant so much more and I, blissfully unaware and totally aroused, thought she’d fill me in on the sordid details in her own good time.

But, I did realise there was something else. She had definitely said they might catch up again, I asked her about that and she said yes, they are going to. She was thinking she might have even have been able to make it a bit of a secret, play that game where she left little little hints. Darn it, I wrecked that one. Anyway, he does know the situation including that she and G have sex and they did exchange numbers. She even showed me some flirty texts they have sent to each other, they have talked about going on a date and she does think there’s a decent chance of a connection and more happening sometime.

Then there’s her regular massage guy, the one she has been seeing for months. She told me they started having sex two visits ago, was that a trick too I wondered. She took my cheeks in her hands, smooshed my face and looked close into my eyes.

“No babe, I actually did tell you I have been having sex with him and I have. But I have known him for many months now, I guess I made my connection. Just so you can be very clear on this, I have had lots of orgasms with him, I have had his dick in my mouth and my pussy and he has cum inside me twice.”

I agreed that it was clear, she certainly left no doubts there!

The last bit of the conversation was about that “slutty” resolution. She is absolutely right, she asked if I really thought she wasn’t actually being that way. She has had sex with three guys, she has an idea she might go on a date with another and just had a total stranger’s hands all over her naked body. On top of that, she has dirty talked a lot, and has told me all sorts of things about her real adventures. She is completely right, it has been a very slutty start to the year, just not as slutty as I believed for a while.

Yeah, I am actually happy about these revelations, it would be fair to say I’m a little relieved. I thought it was all so unlike her but now I see it is far less so than I thought. She has stayed true to herself, well, for the “connection needed” bit at least!

Well played my love, you really got me there. Hook, line and sinker.

PS the conversations aren’t word for word of course, just my recollection on how they went.

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.

Definitely, and my wife is starting to really love them. She has had three already this year, none of them with me involved. All with one of her special friends and three different friends of his. Amazing.

Due to work requirements, I spent this Christmas away from my family, it happens sometimes. My wife planned and delivered a really nice Christmas surprise for me, via our phone call on Christmas night, after I finished work for the day. It was all based on a “dirty little secret,” one that she had saved especially for my away-from-home Christmas present.

A while ago in this blog, I wrote my first little story about the first time she had sex with another guy, a friend of hers. Since then, she has been fucking him, and one of his friends, rather frequently. That’s a story all in itself. My little Christmas surprise starts not long before that happened, several months ago, around the time my wife apologised and said she couldn’t do it (the hotwife thing). Somewhere around then, she had also asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I remember laughing and giving her an eyebrow raised look before telling her I’d love another dirty little secret. That relates to something we mess around with, she did have a rather naughty tantric massage a few years ago, they didn’t have actual sex but she had four or five orgasms and did play with the massage guy’s “very big dick,” as she described it. She has also done quite a few of the old “hotwife dares,” wearing some very sexy bikinis when we go away and some fairly see through dresses with nothing underneath. Once she gave a car breakdown guy a really good look at, let’s say, just about everything she has. Several good looks actually. We call those things our dirty little secrets and she knows I crave more of them.

When she gave me the apology, she did qualify it with a comment about future massages. When we talked about it more, she said she would be up for another experience like the one she had and, after a bit of teasing between us, even said she might like him to cum on her (I had sent her a pic like that and said something about the masseur even gets a happy ending sometimes). It was only a handful of weeks later when she gave the guy the blowjob, something that I thought was the actual start of an amazing adventure for us.

The guy she had that first amazing massage experience lives in a totally different state to us, it was something we did during a holiday, actually we built the holiday around the massage booking. So, I set about trying to find a guy who does it closer to home. Apart from all sorts of guys I would not trust, on free personals and the like, it is something that isn’t easy to find. But, after quite a bit of searching I found a guy who is actually only about a fifteen minute drive from where we live. I spoke to him one day then told her all about him, they spoke and she made an appointment. I remember the day of the appointment, I was so excited that morning, like the proverbial cat on a hot tin roof. I have to admit though, the outcome wasn’t as awesome as I’d hoped for. She said she just didn’t find him sexually attractive, but he was a nice guy and she had a really nice massage. He stayed fully clothed and there was nothing sexual about it really, except that she was fully naked, his hands were very much all over her and she’d been pulled and stretched into quite a few revealing positions too. They did talk about sensual and tantric options and she told me that, maybe, one day she’d go back and try something on the sensual side.

I did say, in my last story, that I like her to have some control. After she started fucking her friend, I even told her the thought of her having some secrets, something to reveal later, was a thought that turned me on. Oh yeah, getting deliberately “caught” was something we talked about as a fun thing too, not necessarily caught in the act, more like caught out having an “affair.” It’s great material for our bedroom dirty talk.

So, my Christmas present was something along those lines, a dirty little secret she saved to tell me as my present, knowing I’d be away. In a nutshell, she has been back to see her nearby masseur an amazing nine times now, she even pointed me to the bank transactions to show how she confirmed the count. She sees him every week when I’m away now, and those visits are on top of how much she has been fucking the other two guys. Because of that, the two guys, I just didn’t give the massages a second thought, nor did I consider she’d be getting a little more pleasure on the side. After the intro, telling me about it from a revelation perspective, she let me in on some of the details.

Her second visit added a bit of “sensual” to the full body massage, he rubbed her clit and gave her a “nice orgasm.” That happened a couple of times and then, during the fourth visit she thinks, he got her off twice, once at the start, once at the finish. From there, it progressed to the full tantric experience, she pointed out how the fifth session cost twice as much, as they all have since. She now has two hour sessions and gets several really good orgasms. The guy gets naked too now, and she grabs and pull his cock a fair bit, especially when he is making her cum. She said it just feels a natural thing to do, haha. He still gets her off by rubbing her clit but also does all sorts of fingering and rubbing of her pussy and arse to get her off. He gets in the shower with her too now, after the massage, and helps to rinse off a lot of the oils and lotions he uses on her. She reckons he has a hard-on the whole time and she knows he would fuck her if she gave him half a hint.

I did ask if she still found him unattractive, from a sexual perspective and she said no. It was never that, she said she didn’t mean he was totally unattractive, more that she wasn’t actually sexually attracted to him. But it’s become a bit different now, she has gotten to know and like him. They talk a lot about things to do with her health and well being and, especially, her sexual feelings and activity. He knows all about all of the sex she is having and how great it has gotten. That includes with me as well as her two “friends.”

He is claiming a bit of the credit for some of that too, for how good the sex is, telling her it’s part of the tantric experience and her sexual growth. She agrees and I must say it makes sense to me too, our sex life is not only on the up from a frequency and dirtiness perspective, it is getting wilder all the time. She is pretty much fucking my brains out most of the time, and she cums hard and multiple times before I get off. Let alone the dirty talk and no limits stuff we have going on!

I now think our adventure started with him, my wife agrees, saying that the blow job may not have happened without the first massage. Being naked, legs wide open at times, with another guy’s hands on her was quite liberating. As she said on the phone, the first massage guy seemed surreal in a way, the second time made her feel really sexy. Actually, even though that first massage, with this guy, wasn’t actually sexual, I just now remember how she was very wet when she got home that day, and I remember what we got up to straight away too!

Time to wrap this up I guess. She said she thinks she might suck her masseur’s dick next time, maybe even fuck him then. She will see how it goes, if she doesn’t let him inside next time, so to speak, then she thinks she will sometime soon. Even if it’s just to give him a little extra tip for all his good work!

Oh yeah, they’ve talked about how husbands get involved sometimes, he does teach his tantric stuff and, occasionally, his clients even bring their husband along just to sit and watch. Apparently, there’s one regular guy who sits in the corner with a box of tissues, every time and for the whole two hours.

She said she thinks a four hands massage might be extra nice and I said I’d also love to just be a horny observer sometime. It all sounds like fun.

That’s it, another “dirty little secret,” wrapped up and delivered in a Christmas phone call.

SMM

I don’t have many followers but thought I’d share my story, a very short version of it at least. I thought my fantasies would never become reality, my wife tried but couldn’t actually get over the line. The taboo seemed too big.

Over the past few years, I had read a lot, here on tumblr and elsewhere. It fuelled my fantasies and I put some names to what I felt, learning about hotwives, stags and cuckolds. From what I read, I explained to her how we needed rules of engagement, how I had to be involved in selection of and meeting guys and, finally, how I really should be there to share the experience.

Things changed though, I studied myself and figured that wasn’t what I wanted at all. I learnt that I don’t relate to the alpha male stag type of model, I’m certainly nowhere near the cuckold, sissy end of the spectrum but I don’t want or need the control. My inner truth was that the fantasy burnt strongly, but I wanted it to be more on her terms, for her to choose to have sex with another guy, or not.

Then, maybe four months ago, she apologised. She said she couldn’t do it and was sorry that she was a disappointment to me. I tried to tell her that wasn’t true, and ended up writing everything to her in an email (I was away with work at the time), it was long, pages and pages if it had been printed. I have analysed the fuck out of myself and, in the email, I wrote as much as I could about it, about me and my fantasies. I tried hard to let her know that I was not disappointed at all, how something forced would not have been right for me anyway. I told her she will always have a book of hall passes, for her to just imagine them in her purse. One day, if she so chose, she might show me she’d used one. When the time was right, she might also tell me a little or a lot about it.

Her choice entirely, if the passes remained untouched, then I would always remain the proud husband of a beautiful woman who could not bring herself to touch another man.

A couple of months later, she got the devil in her and gave a friend of her’s a blow job. Two weeks after that, I had to miss something we’d had tickets for a long time for, because of work. She took the friend, he booked and paid for their hotel room. They had afternoon, evening, during the night and morning sex. Two days later, remarkably, she had a threesome with him and friend of his. She chose to keep that part from me for a week or so, enjoying teasing me about “something that happened.”

Since then, she has been with each of them a couple more times, but not together. She tells me stuff, if and when she pleases. I know they are very different, the friend is a “love maker,” he likes to be all tender and passionate. His friend is the opposite, he’s big (dick size) and likes to fuck her hard, slap her ass and rough her up just a little (which she loves). I have been there once, with my wife and the friend of the friend.

We both know her actual friend, the first guy, will never go for me being there.

It was like some kind of release occurred I guess. the pressure came off and she found herself in the time, place and mood for something to happen, and went for it. From there, it’s like the awakening that many talk about occurred, that is real. She didn’t feel dirty and she saw that I did not get angry. In fact, I still can’t keep my hand off her and she is really enjoying this boost to our sex lives, let alone the other fun she gets up to.

Who knows if, or how long, it will last. It doesn’t matter either, it is incredible.

Precisely!!!

Something new💋