Author: bunnywithbenefits

Chapter 41. Officially made a Hotwife.

Standing in the shower, I let the water run down my skin as my fingers trailed through the winding paths made by the warm droplets.  I smiled to myself as I replayed my night with Michael the week before.  My first date with him had gone well.  Although it didn’t end with us in bed that night, we knew we’d get there soon.  And the anticipation for that had mounted to a heady peak.  My husband had reclaimed me so intensely that night that I could hardly imagine how intimately we’d connect once Michael and I did sleep together.  And this would be the night I would find out.

I closed my eyes and dipped my head into the shower stream, letting my mind wander to unexpected places of desire.  Never would I have thought I’d want to be intimate with another man once I was married.  Yet here I stood, having experienced that already with my husband present, and now on the precipice of going out on my own to experience it as a Hotwife.  A thrill rushed through my body as I thought of Michael’s hands on me, pulling me to him for that first touch… Read more »

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Chapter 40. First date excitement.

Coming home from New Orleans brought a flood of emotions. Gratitude for solid friendships. Appreciation for a supportive husband. Excitement for a sexy adventure ahead. Chatting with Michael heated up the week I returned home, and the discussion of taking things a step further had begun. It was difficult to work that week, as my thoughts were filled with possibilities, and my inbox filled with messages from Michael. Each evening I’d come home and share highlights from the day’s messages with my husband. He loved seeing me express my sexuality in such bold ways. He fucked me passionately each night, talking openly about what it would be like for me to come home after a date night out with Michael. Would we click in person? After all, we had only seen each other that one time before. Would we take things to the bedroom if the night progressed? We had agreed to just have drinks first and not rush things. The questions and possibilities flowed freely through our minds as we played them out together. Read more »

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Chapter 39. Naughty in New Orleans, Part 3.

The soft sheets of the hotel bed slid across my skin as I shifted in the morning light. It was our last full day in New Orleans with our friends, and I wasn’t quite ready to get up from the warmth around me just yet. My husband was already up and just coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. His skin was still damp as he walked towards me. Water dripped from his hair as he bent over to give me a quick, good morning kiss and I giggled as it dropped on my bare skin. I smiled as I watched him select his clothes for the day and drop his towel. He teased me with a wink as he rubbed his bulge from outside his shorts. I couldn’t help but stir a bit in the sheets and think about how deeply he had fucked me the night before. It still resonated within me. Read more »

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Chapter 38. Naughty in New Orleans, Part 2.

The first day in New Orleans had been an incredible experience. The morning sun was just peeking through the curtains now as I snuggled down in the soft sheets and smiled, thinking about the day before. Delicious food. Amazing music. Sexy deeds. I turned my body to face my husband. He was still sound asleep, most likely exhausted from having Christine and myself take care of him just hours ago, I mused. It had been so arousing for me and her husband to watch as she pleasured my husband before we said goodnight. I smiled again as I hopped out of bed to freshen up for the day.

Turning on the water to the shower, I checked my phone for messages as the water warmed. I had one missed text from Michael in the middle of the night. He had been up late and was thinking of me. An attached photo showed me just what the thought of me did to him. My eyes lit up with lust in looking at his toned abs and slight V line as he pulled his boxer briefs down for the photo. I teased him a bit in my reply that it looked like he could have used some company to take care of that. Placing my phone down, I stepped into the shower and let my mind trail off for a bit as the water rained down on me. I lathered my soap and traced my hands along my skin, feeling the smooth sensation of the bubbles on me. All the while I imagined it being Michael’s hands washing me. Read more »

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Chapter 37. Naughty in New Orleans.

I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as I sent my text. Next to me in the uber, my husband gave me an approving wink, knowing that I had been flirting with Michael, the new guy I had met at dinner just a few weeks ago. We had texted off and on about anything from books we had been reading to celebrity gossip. But recently it had taken a turn with our messages becoming ever more flirty and spicy. Now, I felt my husband’s hand squeeze my thigh as I sent my message saying that I might be sending some risqué photos if I got tipsy enough over the weekend. My husband and I were meeting up with some friends for a little getaway in New Orleans, and the weekend promised to be sexy. Read more »

Chapter 36. How I met my boyfriend. [MF][nonfiction]

Parking was difficult to find as I circled the small lot to the restaurant. I was already a few minutes late to the dinner and I felt flustered as I hate knowing people are waiting on me. A car finally came out from a spot and I sighed in relief that I wouldn’t have to park down the road and walk in my heels. I quickly pulled into the open spot and ran my fingers through my hair in the mirror as one last effort to look less frazzled than I felt for arriving late. A girlfriend of mine had invited me out to a small dinner with some of her work colleagues and friends, several of whom I knew quite well. It was at a nicer restaurant downtown so I wanted to look fresh and collected walking in.

I saw the group near the back at a large table. Drinks were already being ordered as I said quick hellos and slipped into the last vacant seat at the end. A new face smiled at me warmly as I introduced myself. He was handsome. His name was Michael and his smile flashed as he spoke, drawing you in to listen. He was younger than me by quite a few years, but as our conversation began to flow, I quickly surmised that he was educated and well spoken. Easily able to navigate his way through the night with the slightly older crowd. Read more »

Chapter 35. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Group chat sexting.

Our bodies were still damp from the pool as we closed the bedroom door behind us. We laughed a bit after the fact, as there was no need to have the door shut since we had the house to ourselves that summer weekend. My husband kissed me deep as he peeled my wet bikini off my body and flung it across the room. My nipples hardened at the rush of cool air against them. He took this as an invitation and lowered his head to take them in his mouth, warming each with his tongue. I moaned as I ran my fingers through his hair, relishing his lips on me.

He lowered himself a bit more until he was on his knees before me, tracing a wet line around my soft lips, teasing me as I begged him for more. Finally, he grabbed my thighs to spread them and buried his tongue deep in me. I threw my head back in pleasure and held the side of the nightstand for support. His rhythmic massaging of his tongue against my clit was so powerful. I felt myself tense as my body brought forth a rolling orgasm in his mouth. Looking down, I watched as he licked up my wetness that poured out at his command. I dug my fingers into his shoulders as he stood up and tossed me on the bed as though I were his plaything. Read more »

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Chapter 34. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Hotel flirting and fun. [MF]

The hotel bar was starting to become crowded as my husband and I walked in.  He was working out of town and I had decided to follow along for the weekend so we could have a few nights alone in a different city.  Work was done for the day and the early evening crowd was just as eager to sip their end of week libations as we were.  We found a small table in the corner of the bar and ordered a round for ourselves as we sank into a slower pace for the night.

As the drinks began to erase the cares of the day, my husband’s hand became more exploratory under the table.  I was wearing a tight cerulean dress that accentuated the soft curves of my body.  His fingers traced along the hem of my dress, teasing my thighs casually without notice from anyone around us.  I closed my eyes and let his touch pull me in.  I always feel most alive and sexy when his hand is on me.   Read more »

Chapter 33. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Fun for all and all for fun.

Checking the mail brought a particular surprise that afternoon.  A small, unmarked package accompanied the usual assortment of bills and ads.  I scrunched my brow as I walked inside to ask my husband whether he had made a purchase recently.  He smiled and said it was a surprise for me.  Taking me to the bedroom, he opened the packaging to reveal a small, remote controlled panty vibrator.  I squealed in delighted surprise.  We had collected a variety of fun toys over the years, but this was something completely new and different.  He would be able to control the speed and intensity of the vibrator while we were out in public, and there was nothing I’d be able to do other than to give in to the sensation. Read more »

Chapter 32. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Birthday wish come true.

I stood before Zack. Emboldened by the look in his eye. His lust flickered hot in the dim light. Standing between his legs, he reached out to me and helped me lift my shirt up and over my head. He leaned back against the couch and stared quietly, almost as if to drink me in. The only think I was wearing at this point was my jewelry, a chunky silver necklace with matching earrings. My nude body was outlined by the lamplight behind me, creating a silhouette of desire. In a swift movement, Zack unbuttoned and removed his own shirt, leaving him in just his slacks…. chapter continued in comments (Reddit isn’t letting me post long text for some reason)