Housewife Turned Hotwife

Edit – Title was supposed to say Part 1

Trying my hand and writing erotica. I have been doing a bit of roleplay over the last few days and was told I should post something here. So here it is! All feedback is appreciated!

I would like to tell you about one of my first experiences of getting into the Hotwife life. My husband and I had been very sexual since the moment we met and we were always experimenting and trying new things. It didn’t take him long to find another woman to bring into our bed after he found out that I was bi-sexual. One such girl ended up being a regular and eventually became our girlfriend.

Throughout the years I had never thought about sleeping with another man except my husband until one day he asked me a question out of the blue. "What would you say if I asked you to fuck another guy?"

"What like a threesome?"

"No, I mean you find someone to go out on a date with and if you like him, go back to his place and fuck him." Read more »

Pass-around girl [mmmmf; exh]

I was a bad girl during the last year of high school and my first year of college. Well, maybe not a bad girl, but my guy friends used to call me their pass-around girl. I was a bit of an ugly duckling until I hit eighteen, and then all of a sudden guys started taking an interest in me. Since I had been teased by the guys in my classes for so long, I started hanging around some guys just older than me from the next town over.

Looking back I guess they kind of took advantage of me. But I don’t blame them, and I never got hurt, so it wasn’t a big deal. And the memories they gave me will last a lifetime…

Everything started slow with the guys, so it wasn't until I was literally being passed around between guys one night that I realized how far I had let them go. Some of the guys involved hadn't even met me before, and I overheard Patrick (the oldest of the guys I hung out with) tell them my name didn't matter, I was just there to be "passed around." Read more »

[mf]My first story. Bare with me.

This winter was harsh. It was storming, the drive to university, and home was especially difficult just because the snow was about a foot tall. It looked like the Christmas part in Nightmare Before Christmas where Jack falls in the snow, and sings “What's this”. It's beautiful. The snow flowing ever so softly in the air was relaxing to me. Each snow flake unique, and has beauty in itself. As I drive my thoughts are cluttered. I'm trying to balance school, a relationship, and my own responsibilities at home. The cold made my grip on the wheel hurt my knuckles, and the damn heater won't get hot enough. So much on my mind. My girlfriend is a great girl. Perfect personality, and she has a great smile. We haven't been seeing each other often, and school has been heavy on me. I miss her laugh, her eyes, her smile, and her touch. She has soft hands, and she's gentle like a soft snow storm. As I get closer to home I feel more exhausted. Sigh. I have about 4 hours of homework I'm not looking forward to. I drove up in my driveway, and parked. My hands are so cold they're shaking. Taking the keys out of the egnition is satisfying, but I fumbled with the keys for a few seconds. Looking around at the trees, and the brick houses just feels like home, and reminds me of my childhood. As a kid, winter was, and is still my favorite season even though it's hard on me. There is a hill I used to sled down a few blocks behind the middle school I went to. I loved playing on the playground. The swings were my favorite, but only in summer. I wish I could be a kid again. Read more »

Date night [FM]

We’ve spent a long time together tonight. I’ve listened to the tinkling of your laugh and seen your mouth crack wide smiles. We’ve had a wonderful dinner with sweet wine and many other delicacies but now it’s time to leave and of course I give you a ride home. As my car hums and slides through the night I steal glances at you sitting beside me. I see the contours of your legs stretching from the hem of your dress and down to the soft carpeting of the floor. I see your fingers as they fiddle absent mindedly with your sparkling earrings. I can’t help but sit in awe at your beauty, I wonder how I’ve ever gotten so lucky to be dating you and I wonder how I could ever be happier than I am now. I continue to admire you as we chat lightly until we arrive at your house. It’s a chilly night out so before I can protest you grab my jacket and hop out of the car with a playful laugh and dart towards your front door. I smile at the game and leap out of the car after you and follow you inside. The house is dark so I begin to tip-toe around trying to sneak up on you. I look in every room and every corner I can find until I reach your bedroom. The moonlight is streaming in through the windows illuminating the soft carpet with a faint glow of white and cream color. I hear a noise suddenly from behind me and I turn to see you standing in the doorway with my jacket around your shoulders. Read more »

[MMF] We’re finally legal [PART 2]

… fast forward to 20 minutes, I'm lying down on the room's bed with Mark and John kissing me.

John kisses me, while Mark plays with my neck, switching places whenever one of them gets tired.

What am I doing? I'm about to lose my virginity to a guy I barely know, but is insanely hot. Is this the right decision? No matter now, I haven't been this wet in years, and i'm not going to stop now.

Mark starts going down to my bottom, and takes it off. He begins to finger me slowly while playing with my neck. John starts to touch my boobs and kiss me at the same time. I start to moan on a low voice.

I can feel Mark's fingers moving inside of me, and it feels amazing, I can't help it.. i'm going to take my right hand and gesture him to put his fingers more inside of me..

He does so.. I start to move my hips from side to side. John is now playing with my boobs, and starts to suck them, with my left hand, I take John's head and press it hard against my boob, I want him to suck it all out. Read more »

[MMF] We’re finally legal [PART 1]

Hello everyone! This is my first post here, I've written some personal erotic stories but I think that for once I'll post one for the internet to enjoy. I hope you people enjoy my writing style.

Chapter 1:

"Today is the day! I'm finally turning 18, I can't believe it.", I said with excitement.

"Congratulations! I never thought I would see this day, you're finally 18. Out of all the group you're the youngest, it's about time you're finally legal."

I started blushing for some strange reason.

"Ari, I think it's about time you had sex with a guy, you've had so many chances and haven't even gotten fingered yet. I'm so glad we're going to that big hotel tonight, i'm going to get you a man and you're going to fuck him."

"Oh, Sofia, you really think i'm going to score someone tonight? Puh-lease.", I looked to the floor with shame;

Sofia sighed.

"You really are a lost case, Ari, you're so beautiful and you don't even know it, who wouldn't want to fuck a big pair of boobs like the ones you have? I'd die to have boobs like that." Read more »

Soccer Mom and a Bully [NTR,Huml,Voy]

Disclaimer: This is a netorare story, if you don't know what netorare is google it. It's like cuckolding but worse. It's about a mother having sex with her sons bully. Please don't complain about the fetish.

"Coach! Colin tripped me!" I whined, as usual the coach wasn't paying any attention to the game he was too busy looking at the soccer mom on the field, my mom.

"No I didn't I was trying to get the ball! he's just being a crybaby." Colin retorted, but it didn't matter either way, the coach was clearly uninterested in the event and was mainly just annoyed with the interruption of his gawking.

"Quit the belly-aching Jessie, sometimes your going to scrape a knee or bruise an elbow, it's sports son! man up!" Read more »

[MF] Sex on the seashore

It's a clear evening sky; colors blend from ochre through magenta to a deep royal purple. The fading sunlight still catches the glow of your smooth cheeks. I run my finger gently tracing a ray of light to your ruby lips before pulling into a long passionate kiss. Dinner was light, but I feel fully satiated breathing you in. Our eyes lock, then our lips and then our eyes again. The day was hot, but the night will be steaming with our passionate sex.

We head to the hotel and get ready to join a happening night party by the beach. I'm wearing a loose beach shirt and some swimming trunks. Unbuttoned, the open shirt hides none of my broad shoulders and well-toned abs. You look stunning in your pink bikini and high heels, fashionably covered by flowery silk sarong. The straps are transparent so that I can admire your incredibly sexy back as a whole. I'm quite tall, at 6'4", and your smaller frame, at 5'5", complements mine perfectly.

We drive down to the beach and join the party smiling at unfamiliar faces. We're alone here, and so much the better because we can do whatever the hell we want to without impunity. The DJ starts to bring up the tempo as the sunlight fades away. Read more »

Now it’s my turn.

"I was driving to work today, after you fucked me. I was thinking about how I wanted more, still shuttering. Clutching the wheel harder, I decided it might actually be really hot for you to tie me up in bed for once, instead of me always being the one doing the tying. You’d have to cover my eyes tightly with a black blindfold, so I have no choice but to focus my heightened senses on the carnal desire for your touch. You'll tease me with light stokes of your fingers up my thighs and around my nipples, caress every inch of me with your tongue and tantalize my entrance with the tip of your thick cock for over an hour until I'm so ready to be fucked, I'm begging and screaming for you to take me. Read more »

The Bus Ride

So there I am, right, just riding the bus home from work, like I do every night, yawning at the 7:15 PM sun struggling through the clouds, another office worker home from the 9-to-5 grind on a crowded bus full of other wage slaves. Today was a lucky day; I got a seat. I opened up the crossword puzzle, whipped out a pen and was ready to waste some time…

But then I see her. The woman sitting opposite me stops me in my tracks. She's maybe not the most beautiful woman in the world, but there’s something about her. Some quality to her that I can't define. I can’t tear my eyes away. She seems to know she's sexy, even though she’s not what fashion magazines and bad television shows might consider the ideal woman.

She’s a pale brunette, shoulder length, straight hair cut into a bob, a pair of cats-eye glasses hiding her blue eyes. She’s wearing a dark blue, pin-striped suit, black stockings, pointy shoes, like a slightly “alternative” secretary or something. Read more »