Leaderboard

I'm not gonna lie, when my husband told me about his "Hotwife" fantasy and asked me to start cheating on him by fucking other guys, I was pissed. I mean Why wasn't I enough for him? It's not like he could complain he wasn't getting enough pussy, I fucked him regularly, and I fucked him dirty. I'd never been a prude, I sucked his cock often, and I even took it in the butt occasionally just to mix it up. It's not my fault he didn't last long. I worked hard on fulfilling all of his sexual fantasies. I played my part as the lustful nanny that just wanted to fuck her boss. I was the slutty college girl that was "hot for teacher" and gunning for extra credit, and I definitely had a FIRM GRIP on the subject matter! If you know what I mean. I played the naked maid. And the slutty neighbor looking to cheat on her husband. So when he said it would be hot if I would flirt with and cheat on him with another guy, I honestly thought it was another role play. Next day when he got home from work, it was just me, no kids, I had on a silk robe and nothing else. I called him John (his name is James) and I said he was late and we needed to hurry cause my husband would be home soon. I told him I shouldn't be doing this but I needed to feel his cock inside me so bad I couldn't fucking think straight till I had him, he was all I could think about. I peeled his pants off and sucked his dick hard and fucked the shit out of him. The whole time telling him how much better his cock felt than my husband's did. It felt weird to me but I did it for him. He was excited and he popped fast, which was a bummer. I didn't complain, I rolled off him, made him grab my boob and slide two fingers into my pussy while I furiously rubbed my clit till I exploded with a somewhat satisfying orgasm. Laying there naked and vulnerable snuggling with my husband he then blindsided me by excitedly asking me if I was gonna really do it? I was confused and said, "Do what?" He said, "Cheat on me." I was a bit hurt and replied, "No, I'd never cheat on you." He then said "But babe, it isn't cheating if I give you permission, and you have it, I want this." Now I was mad. I got up and got dressed and I didn't talk to him for the rest of the night or the following two days. I had given him fucking everything and it wasn't enough. I had done things way outside of my comfort zone, and it wasn't enough. I HAD TRIED SO HARD, AND STILL IT WASN'T ENOUGH. That was when I decided to get out of my head and relax by doing some Yoga, and it's also when I changed my mind about all of it. When I got to the Yoga Studio, I happily realized Michael was the instructor, my heart soared when he was my Yogi. I had been crushing hard on him, he was kind and soulful, not to mention he was fucking ripped, and the bulge in his pants always made me think up some dirty thoughts. We had always had a flirty playful banter between us, but I was married and kept my true feelings to myself. I thought to myself that James was stupid because he had no idea the things I'd love to do to that man. In that moment it hit me hard, I suddenly realized for the first time I could totally act on my flirtation. I HAD PERMISSION. My husband wanted me to fuck him, he had practically begged me to fuck him, and in that moment I realized just how badly I wanted to fuck him. I texted James, "Is this really what you want, me just fucking other guys?" I set my phone down and started stretching. My phone boodelooped and the screen lit up. I saw my husband's response, "HELL YES!!!!" I grabbed my mat and moved to the front just as the class started. I couldn't get Michael's perfect physique out of my head. He caught me staring at him, I didn't look away. I just gave him a sly smile and winked at him. I felt stupid giddy and nervous and kept giggling to myself. After the class I hung back in the locker room making sure I was the last one out. I had showered, shaved everywhere, adjusted my bra for the maximum amount of cleavage, blow dried my hair and put on some makeup, and I hit that lobby like a cougar on the prowl. Much to my delight, Michael definitely noticed. I stopped and looked at a new mat hanging on the wall and made asked "Hey Jess, do you see anything you like?" I turned and attacked. I slowly looked him up and down focusing on his cock. "Mmmhmm, definitely, although like isn't the word, I'm leaning more towards need!" He took a step back in surprise. "Jess, wow, umm are we talking about, I mean what about your husband?" I looked him in the eye and let the mischievous smile creep back into place and I said,, "Hall Pass!" He said "what?" I stepped close enough to touch him and placed my hand on his chest and slowly started sliding it down his torso and said: "I have a hall pass, for the next six hours I can do whatever I want, and what I want to do is you!" We went straight to his place and I fucked the shit out of that man. I kept him naked for three hours. Unsure if I'd get a second attempt I gave him all of me. I fucked and sucked him till he came and then laid on him kissing and rubbing him till I felt the familiar bulge and sucked and fucked him again. I gave that man my Pussy, my Mouth and to ensure I made a good showing, my Ass. When he started to cum I wrapped my lips around his dick and sucked down every last drop he had. I fucked that man dirty and in the end was surprised to find I had absolutely no regrets. When I got home I walked up to my husband with cum till dribbling down my legs and told him I changed my mind and had just cheated on him, I fucking loved it, and fully intended to continue fucking Michael often. I then waited nervously for his reaction. To my surprise he was ecstatic asking for every dirty detail, which I gave him. With this new outlook I realized there were a number of men in my life that I would fancy spreading my legs for. So I did, I started a Tinder profile, and after one unexpected threesome with a couple I met at a bar, I had a bit of a sexual awakening with a woman, so I also set up a Her profile and have dated a few women which has made me realize that not only do I love cock, but I also very much love pussy. That is the story of how I became a hotwife and a self-proclaimed slut. That was 5 years ago, and after two years my husband and I got a chance to do a full swap and now we are full fledged swingers.