Hotwife

My name is Jackie, I’m blonde with a 36DD bust (which many men find attractive). It’s a real story about my first case, I was 39 at the time.

I worked in an office as sales manager when a new manager came to work for the same company. My job was to travel to meet clients in their offices, and sometimes my director also came to meetings.

In time, our relationship got closer and although I was perfectly happy with my marriage (and satisfied with my husband’s love), I began to fantasize about Wyn. One day, we arrived at a customer’s parking area before our scheduled meeting and we spoke occasionally in the car. I reached the back seat for my briefcase - an act that twisted me next to him with my face quite close to his. He took the opportunity to take my face in his hands and kiss me tenderly on my lips. I was surprised but also happy and responded to this first kiss. He’s not surprised that he pushed his tongue into my mouth and I got more excited, I did the same thing to him. One of his hands caresses in front of my blouse and he has no doubt that he can feel my nipples erect.

My husband and I always fantasized about me. When we fuck, he would tell me how much he would like me to get fucked by four guys or more at the same time. In return, I told him about the times I fucked before our wedding and he was really excited to hear me describe how their dicks felt going inside me and banging in my mouth and pussy.

I finally left my office and found a job in a club as a barmaid. I would dress as sexy as possible with heels, short skirts, a hose of panties without panties and either dumbbells or blouses through without bra. Every time I served drinks, I made sure to exhibit as much as possible. I had a lot of guys asking me to do all kinds of things, but I never did anything with them. I was going home and I was telling my husband what they had asked me to do and before I knew we were going to fuck and we were both talking about getting fucked. I never fucked anyone before the day we went to the beach.

My husband and I were married for five years, and as for me, I considered our sex together as “great.” I did a lot of things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like playing a role, dressing up like a whore, raping sketches and on a few occasions even took part in three with my husband and another man.

I came home from work this Friday, feeling a little weird and in the mood for something wild and crazy. I went to the bedroom and undressed my work clothes, then to the bathroom for a relaxing bath.

Last weekend, we went by bike and stopped by our usual water hole. It’s a very popular bar with weekend bikers (not bikers gangs, but especially professionals who like to put on their Harley equipment and ride on weekends). It has an outdoor terrace that overlooks the parking lot, so you can watch all the bikes come and go. There is an 8 foot wooden fence around the parking lot with just some wooded land behind.

I’ve been married to the wife of most male fantasies almost ten years now. These ten years have been punctuated by some love adventures that make others pale by comparison. Joy has always been a free spirit, but given his heavenly body, it was easy to ignore. During the first five years of marriage, we explored ourselves in every possible sexual way. I didn’t see how our love life could be richer.

For a long time, I have tried to bring my wife to entertain other men as part of our sexual experience. She always seemed open to the idea, but the situation never came up to make it a reality. It’s until this weekend. We went to Key West on Friday and we settled in a beautiful station that was friendly. Nothing to see in the open air, but there was an air of sensuality around. Friday night, we did the local clubs and the scene and we went back to talk to several couples and singles around the pool. Nothing happened, but we had a lot of fun. While we went to bed, my wife told me that she had a surprise for me on Saturday night if I was still watching her play. Excited, I told him I was and after a passionate sex, we fell asleep.

My entry into the world of black sex took some time to happen, but when he finally did…! My husband Ted and I have been changing for several years. We included other men in our sexual lives, but none was black. We started reading these interracial forums and stories and I found myself very excited. I’d fuck my husband’s brain after reading stories, pretending he was our friend Allen. Allen is a black man who lives near us. We were friends of my high school. I saw Allen in our hood several times. He usually wore a small Speedo black suit that was incredibly hot. Once, when things got a little looser and the costumes went out, I saw a big black dick - like nothing I’d ever seen before. From that moment on, I worked to sample black sex.