[MFM] My first time as a hotwife.

I’m a 38 year old wife, mother of three kids, living in middle-America. A real woman. I could be your neighbor. You’d never know, which is kind of the point. We have no clue what happens behind closed doors, up and down our street. I had a fairly popular (NoFans) Reddit account, where my husband and I shared the hot moments and sexy pics, but when you focus on the lifestyle and kink, you don’t get the full picture.

These are my stories.

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**The First Time.**

I’ve always worked. I had my first job at 14, and since then have always had at least one regular way I was making money. I worked through college and post graduation joined the rat race. I was good at my job and quickly reached what I thought was the pinnacle of my career, only to have the corporate machine topple it all over and lay me off through restructuring. Almost immediately, I was unemployed, frustrated, depressed, and lonely.

At home things weren’t better. Parenting, everyday life, and the normal challenges of marriage was taking its toll. On top of that, my husband and I were battling continued issues in the bedroom. We were rarely having sex. I’d give him an obligatory lay, but nothing was enjoyable, and I was never orgasming. I wasn’t even bothering to find alone time to cum. I was shut down.

One quality of my husband for better and worse is that he is a blunt communicator willing to share almost anything on his mind, especially his sexual desires and proclivities.

It was a build up to this, but after a long hard talks with my husband about our intimacy issues, he confided that he would love to see me with someone else. Like many men, focused on cock size, he wanted me to have an experience he can’t provide and to ignite a fire in me. I thought he was crazy and that he would be a nervous, jealous wreck if that were ever to be the case. But the idea was planted.

I spent several lonely months at home while he was at work and kids were at school. I started to do my own research online and found Reddit. Eventually that led to me talking to guys online, sharing, and building confidence, sharing all of it with him, it starting to reignite our sex life. (More on that in a future story.) After several months of that journey, we decided we would go for it. We would try out a hotwife experience and just see how we felt after.

We didnt know about lifestyle apps or websites, so we turned where everyone turns for sex- Tinder. We had no idea what we were looking for, but we started conversations that eventually led to us picking our first possible suitor. He and I exchanged messages for several weeks before we decided to meet in person. This would be a first for all of us. It was important to me that the guy be single, handsome, well endowed, and able to provide a clean STD test. He checked all of those boxes. His name was Rick.

We found a date, got a babysitter, and planned the evening. The 3 of us went to dinner and really hit it off. We felt comfortable around each other and had quite a bit in common. It was clear Rick was very nervous about showing me too much attention in front of my husband, but he was clearly attracted to me. Afterwards, we all agreed to get a hotel room and see how it would go.

In preparation for this, I had purchased sexy matching bra and panties, which I was wearing through the date. The set was fun and vibrant- a fire engine red combo and by the time we reached the room, the panties were absolutely drenched.

The three of us walk in the hotel room and awkwardly stare at each other, not entirely sure where to start. Rick sits at the head of the bed, and I’m at the foot. My husband is in a chair. We make small talk while I gauge my husband’s reactions, wanting to give him any opportunity to back out if he isn’t feeling it. But he never does. Instead, he encourages us.

I remember the lustful look in my husband’s eyes. He was smirking, and almost growled, “Take off his pants.” It was on. Rick was wearing sexy blue jeans and a polo shirt. I stripped his jeans off to find he has nothing underneath, a new kink unlocked, a kink that has become a staple request of my future experiences. Rick is semi hard and I get to work on making it stand at attention. My husband moves from the chair, walking behind me, and helps my shirt off. And then my skirt. Back to my knees, I kiss and caress the stranger’s cock, my husband watching and admiring me.

It quickly becomes evident I am the only one that is not nervous. Rick seems very shy, quiet, and afraid to touch me in front of my husband, so I take the lead. I stroke his cock and it starts to stiffen. As he grows I realize he is much bigger than what I am accustomed to at home. It is not lost on my husband either. It has been many years up to this point that I’d been in a room with a cock this size. I know in that moment what I really want to do is ride him. I am very wet, but take it upon myself to lube him up well before I attempt the task of mounting him.

I start to suck on Rick’s fat cockhead, taking it in and lowering my mouth as far down as it would go. I realize he’s way more than I bargained for. As I continue to suck him, I can feel the excitement in me building. I continually look up at him and can see him clinching his teeth trying to hold back an early orgasm. I also look at my husband who is now recording us on his phone and has a gigantic grin on his face. I still sometimes go back and watch that video, masturbating to the sights and sloppy slurping sounds of me taking my first hotwife cock. Slutmode, unlocked.

I don’t want him to cum yet. I need to feel him inside of me. I stop blowing him, and I slide up his legs and straddle him. I remember talking to him, but don’t remember what either of us said. I leaned in to kiss him- which clearly made him uncertain how my husband would act. He barely returned the gesture. I reached behind me, grabbed his cock and slid just the tip in. The most blissful moment in any interaction is the first moment a cock slowly enters and fills you.

I remember slowly lowering myself onto him. Watching his face, and realizing I bottomed out way sooner than expected. There was no way I was going to be able to sit on top of him and ride like I am accustomed to. There was just too much length to accommodate. So I leaned slightly over, told him to grab my hips, which he gently did, and he slowly started to work his cock into me.

At this point I am pretty sure my husband asked if I was enjoying myself and he told me what a good show it was. The praise definitely set my mind at ease allowing me to stay in the headspace and enjoy being fucked. After a few minutes, I leaned further down, wrapped my arms around his neck and held on while he thrust all that he had in and out of me. It was a feeling I had not felt in so long and until this moment didn’t know I longed for. Rick was fired up. He flipped me over on the bed, pushed me on my back, spread my legs and pushed his face into my fucked pussy to taste me.

He is still very quiet, but clearly enjoying himself. After a few minutes I realized this was his tactic to not cum. He wanted to shift the focus. This was fine by me, as his oral game was on point. He slowly worked his way up my body and gave me a kiss that was laced with every bodily fluid we have exchanged up to that point.

As he crawled on top of me, he put his face in my neck and effortlessly slid his cock back in me. Missionary just isn’t something my husband and I do much. Our bodies don’t fit, and due to his length, I barely feel anything. This wasn’t the case with Rick. It was an incredibly hot moment of two tan, fit, sweaty bodies slowly grinding on each other. Thankfully, my husband captured it on video and it’s still one of my go to vids to watch.

Rick, to his credit, held back his orgasm and really fucked me. It’s kind of wild but I’ve lost some of the memories of this exact part of the interaction. I guess you’d say I was cock-drunk. At some point, my husband slipped his pants off and crawled to the edge of the bed for me to suck his cock. I didn’t really remember until rewatching one of the videos to write this experience that my husband was involved at all. But it’s there; me sucking his cock, interestingly, not fully hard it seems, while he calls me a “Good girl,” and Rick pumps his cock in and out of my pussy.

A few more minutes pass and Rick flips me over for doggy. I have to warn him several times to take it easy on me. I can tell, it’s hard for him to hold back. I clench my thighs together, so he won’t go too deep. He is still holding my hips ever so gently, but railing me like he wasn’t going to let me get away. That is the moment I came on a stranger’s cock- as a married woman. It felt incredible. And clearly evoked a feeling in him as well.

He said he was about to cum, pulled his cock out, flipped me over and came all over my tits. My husband was chanting from the sidelines how hot it is. I am exhausted, sweaty and covered in cum, and collapse on the bed. As Rick stepped to the bathroom to clean up my husband and I shared our first private post hotwife moment. Without hesitation, he leaned in and licked my cum-covered breasts and then gave me a deep, passionate kiss.

That was the moment we knew we were about to embark on a journey together.

We maintained contact with Rick,enjoying a few sessions with him, but it eventually fizzled. Fortunately, we learned that once you know where to look, there are plenty of bulls in the pen.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xiiavv/mfm_my_first_time_as_a_hotwife