We woke up to use the bathroom a few times during the night, but neither one of us ever really cleaned up. When we finally woke up for good, around six in the morning, we found that my wife had only Chad's t-shirt from the night before to wear home, as the too-tight dress had ripped, and Chad had accidentally left with the other clothes he had brought. This was going to be amusing, but I thought that if we left early enou...

The morning after my wife's first official "date night," we were initially very excited to do it again. I was working up the courage to ask her to ask him. Part of me wanted to see what their text exchanges looked like (she said he loved to text dirty), but part of me was nervous, although more so about appearing as if I was pushing her. I wanted to make sure she wanted this too. Anyway, I was excited when I set off to th...

I was still in shock at the text my wife had showed me, even after "taking care of myself". Especially the following day, when I was at work, reflecting on what she had shown me. It was another aspect of this whole arrangement that made me jealous and turned me on at the same time. It wasn't just the lewdness of his texts to her, describing exactly what he wanted to do, and where he wanted to come. It was also seeing her...

By late autumn, my wife's little sessions had become a fairly regular thing, with Pete, and then of course myself getting sloppy seconds (or thirds or fourths depending on Pete's stamina). However, as we approached Thanksgiving here in the states, as well as the impending Christmas and New Year's holidays, we both kind of figured that with all of the family events and kid activities, she and Pete would likely cool things...

We will pick up where part 4 left off. Which means we will start with me standing fully nude and fully erect in front of my still partially clothed, freshly fucked wife. I was startled. If not Pete, who had she had raw sex with, on our hotel room bed? Before my slightly drunk mind could process this, my wife slipped out of her dress, knelt down in front of me, grabbed my throbbing cock, and said, "Would you like me to tel...

After my wife's sexy pics of her recently inseminated vagina had done their thing Saturday night to get me hot, I had fallen asleep, drunk on Scotch whisky, and on a difficult to describe sexual high of anticipation. I awoke Sunday morning, and after getting my boys settled in for their day, began to daydream about what kinds of stories, and possible other souvenirs, my wife might be bringing home for me. I fantasized abo...

In the couple of weeks after the decision to let my wife stay with Chad, on the condition that we could take things to the wife-watching level, our sex life was as passionate as ever. It was just the two of us, but with both of us so horny for what might be coming next. At this point, it was late in the winter. My wife came downstairs one Saturday morning, about four weeks out from "the decision," and told me that Chad of...

As the weekend approached, my wife and I were both filled with anticipation. This was to be the weekend where I let her spend Friday and Saturday night with Chad at his vacation home. I was excited because this was a big part of my slut wife fantasy, and my wife was excited because I think she was finally getting just as turned on as I was at the whole kinkiness of our situation. She was including me in a lot of decision-...

After my wife's latest weekend tryst, we were both still on a bit of a sexually induced high and were looking forward to me finally getting my chance to reclaim her, as she was no longer sore. But now the thought that she might be pregnant, with either Chad or Pete's baby, sent us both on a very quick ride back to reality. We had both already agreed that if that was indeed the case, we would absolutely keep the baby, but...

My wife's name is Anne, one of the things I haven't yet mentioned in this series. There is no reason I never included it up until this point, but as I recapped the events with Jorge, I realized I hadn't mentioned that earlier, which would make the remaining chapters in our saga a little more difficult to document. So now that that’s out of the way, let me get back to describing our brief transition into actual wife-watchi...

As mentioned in our previous chapter, during the late summer, seven years ago, our hotwifing temporarily came to an end. However, our sex life certainly didn't trail off because we were temporarily without a regular hotwife partner. We had mostly returned to normal marriage - I say mostly because we did have one interesting encounter, about two weeks after my wife's last fling with Chad. And that encounter was fairly diff...

Now that my wife had entered the punishment phase of her adulterous behavior, we both knew that much fun awaited. In reality, it wasn’t so much punishment for her fling with JT, but more a series of increasingly debauched challenges for her to carry out, as part of our overall hotwife fantasy lifestyle. After reaching out to JT, my wife came back downstairs with a surprisingly disappointed look on her face. It was early e...

After that first, hot, bareback "date" with my brother-in-law JT, I knew there would be many more. I also knew that, per my wife's "punishment" arrangement, I now had ample opportunity to dream up additional debauched scenarios. During this time, I was practicing a crude form of semen retention, wherein I would masturbate to the point of almost orgasm, but then hold back. This was in part because I was so turned on by the...

As we entered the cooler month of December, roughly eight years ago, my wife and I anticipated our upcoming threesome with my ex-brother-in-law, and her new friend with benefits, JT. We had made plans for her parents to have the kids overnight, and everything seemed to be in motion. However, at the last minute, there was a slight change of plans. JT had expressed a concern to my wife that he may not be able to perform in...

Following the events that preceded JT's move to another state, my wife and I went through a somewhat quiet period in terms of the hotwife lifestyle. Part of this was due to the Christmas and New Year's holidays and everything that went along with that, and part was due to it being a busy time for the kids as well. It was during this time that I had tried to get my wife interested in George, who was now managing the gym he...

With my wife and I now swinging back into the hotwife lifestyle, it seemed appropriate that we were also entering the holiday season. Almost as if on cue, we had received a New Year's Eve party invitation from Greg and his wife, Maureen. It was a last-minute invite, and it was really just for my wife and kids, and Maureen and their kids. The general theme was that our kids could get together and hang out and sleepover, wh...

As I watched my wife, Anne, and George drive away, I was experiencing mixed feelings of extreme arousal and jealousy. It aroused me to imagine my wife taking George's thick, black cock into her well-used but still tight little pussy. At the same time, I was a little jealous out of concern that George might woo my wife away from me. That had not happened with any of her other lovers, and I had to remind myself that my wife...

As we transitioned into the Spring of 2015, my wife, Anne, had moved into a fairly regular rhythm with respect to her fuck sessions with George, her large African American, body builder ad trainer, turned lover. To say that I got off on this, and enjoyed reclaiming her pussy after those sessions, would be a major understatement. Still, while the sloppy seconds were hot, we had not yet managed to transition into an actual...

When my wife departed from our evening of debauchery at Alex's house, my wife, Anne, had joked about getting together with Alex again in a few days, targeting the ensuing Thursday night. After returning home, my wife and I spent the remainder of the weekend preparing for a summer of camps for our boys, along with finalizing arrangements for our summer vacation in a couple of months. When Thursday rolled around, it felt li...

It was late June, nine years ago, as I stood in the doorway to George's apartment. George was my wife's Black, retired bodybuilder, and lover, and he had just scooped her up in his arms to head back to his bedroom. Anne, my wife, laughed and motioned for me to return with them as George put her down in front of the bedroom door. I closed his front door and then hustled down the hallway. Once in the bedroom, I could see th...

The morning after our threesome with George, Anne and I spent a good deal of time getting the kids ready for activities and catching up on chores around the house. Anne reminded me, before getting the kids ready for their next week of school, that she and her other boyfriend, Alex, had a date Friday night so that I would remember to pick them up from an after-school activity. Alex was a young, lithe-bodied Greek-American...

It was August, nine or ten years ago, and our kids had just left for a two-week summer camp. Given that my wife and I had agreed to exit the hotwife and cuckold lifestyle at the end of the year, we looked at this period as empty nesters, as an opportunity to indulge in some of our deepest fantasies. Anne had informed me that she had a few interesting dates scheduled during our brief break from the kids, and the first was...

My wife and I woke up as usual on the Friday, readying ourselves for work, while the boys were away at camp. We both struggled to concentrate, as we knew that Anne had a date with George later that night. My arousal was further stoked by my knowledge that George was likely introducing another well-hung Black man into the mix, his bodybuilder and part-time stripper protege Andre. While we both began to depart Anne said, "H...

When I arrived home from work the following Monday afternoon, I was surprised to see that Anne, my wife, had beaten me home. She greeted me wearing a white crop top and short shorts, with a sly, sexy look on her face. "Ooh, hello!" I said. Anne laughed and ran over and kissed me. "Are you, uh, in the mood?" I asked. Anne hesitated a little and then said, "Yeah, but tell me something. Would you like to go upstairs and have...