Sorry it’s been a while since I last posted. Since the wedding, John and I have bought our own home finally. John was promoted from sous chef at his work to executive chef and now makes a very comfortable salary. Which has helped us build an even more comfortable home life. And since I’ve been a stay at home mom since COVID hit the world, it wasn’t easy finding time to maintain the lifestyle and the adaptations we made to keep after we started a family. But the bigger house and a better budget for child care has presented the opportunities to indulge with full force. So it’s an understatement to say I’ve been busy. But I missed posting here and sharing stories, especially since the wedding, John and I have once again changed the rules and expanded the dynamics of our sexual relationship. So I wanted to write something special in hopes to give everyone a chance to give a glimpse into and explore the full spectrum of just how kinky my marriage is. Instead of just one particular story, I want to explain the rules of our open relationship with a collection of both mine and John’s random and not so random acts of sluttiness, because trust me, he’s just as much of a whore as I am.
Author: scarlet_cumslut
A Hotwife Confession[F]
Finally after 10 years of dating, I finally got married last weekend. And with that after 7 years of being a Cumslut, I can officially call myself a Hotwife. Not like I didn’t already call myself one before, but to officially have the ring with the title makes me feel even sluttier knowing that in those 7 years I’ve made a lot of men cum. From my husband’s friends and coworkers to strangers met in bars or dates from Tinder and even a few of my friend’s husbands, I’ve let them all use my body whichever way they wanted til I’ve been either covered or filled with cum. And I’ve loved every second and every drop of cum of these experiences in my journey. Though I will admit, out of all those experiences, only 2 make me feel like I should regret them yet I don’t. One was where I pushed the boundaries of mine and my husband’s agreement to be involved in the Hotwife lifestyle. The other I just flat out broke the rules for my own pleasure. These are those stories. Hopefully posting them here will help explain the dynamics of my relationship with my husband and why I don’t regret these moments. Plus writing these stories helps me make more men cum and like a true Cumslut, I want all the cum I can get.
[F] The night I turned myself into a cumslut for my fiancee Pt. 2
So after the love the first part of this story received I definitely wanted to finish telling it, but after a few questions and some criticisms in my chats, I felt some added context would be for the best. First off, I’m 5’7 and around 146 pounds but this story takes place 7 years and 3 kids ago, so at that time I was 40 pounds lighter. I have reddish blonde hair with blue eyes and am considered so pale that I glow in the dark. 34DD tits and long flexible legs that connect to a phat ass perfect for spanking and grabbing onto when bent over. John is your average hippie with a beard, just 2 inch’s taller than me but skinny as fuck despite always having the munchies and rocking the quintessential dad/beer belly. Who just happens to see himself as some drunken philosopher with a sex drive that goes from 0 to 60 when the wind blows, so yes he really does say absolutely poetic yet perversely half romantic things. Especially when he as an erection. As for Mike and the others. Mike has been John’s beat friend for over ten years. He is not only the best man in our wedding later this year, ever since the night I’m telling you about, has been my only consistent bull over the past 7 years. So you will definitely be reading about my times with him a lot more. And the strangers that night were just strangers to me, well at least until after I milked them for every drop of cum I could. They were Mike’s roommates, Dane and Rodney, who I have never met before that night. Now with that out of the way, back to the story.
[F]The night I turned myself into a cumslut for my fiancee
This story is a story about endings and beginnings. The end of me being a shy, sheltered, and sexually naive young woman to the beginning of my journey into true sexual freedom. You see, for context, when I met my Fiancee John I wasn’t that sexually experienced, so when he shared his fantasies to me I was shocked to say the least. He was into everything from bondage to voyeurism, but his biggest fantasy was he wanted a Hotwife. Now when he first told me that, I didn’t know what it was, but once I researched it I was even more shocked. Not because it disgusted me, but because it actually did turn me on. It just scared me and my shyness made me think I couldn’t handle it, so for the first few years of our relationship I kept turning him down. Of course, that all changed one night about seven years ago so here is the story of the night John finally convinced me to let my inner cumslut show itself.