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“So you want me to do what with my ex?”

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Tell your husband I made you a mother

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“I got her from Steve but he said I could only keep her the week. He wants her back before the weekend he has a party planned.”

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Passing my phone around to my friends so they can look at you in between glances. Afterwards they feel they can touch you however they like. Some groping as the pass, others more boldly pushing you into a corner as their hands go all over and they start kissing your neck. Your boyfriend sees you from the other side of the room, lifts his finger and hushes your mouthing appeal. His friend eventually hits that secret spot your boyfriend obviously told. Your knees go weak as you feel yourself gush. You must be making yourself a scene as you feel his friend now pulling on your blouse to expose your breast in front of everyone. You can’t help but let your head roll back as the feeling is exquisite. The party is beginning to thin, as the more aggressive the men around you become. Jake your boyfriend’s best friend comes from behind and aggressively pushes your back and you’re forcibly pushed over the couch. You feel him grab at your panties and you are fully exposed for anyone to see. Your boyfriend is now laughing with the friend’s around him and when you hear Jake’s zipper the moment he enters you you see your boyfriend turning around away. Unable to resist or even respond Jake is fucking you and when you think you can call out he rips another thrust into you. The crowd around you begins to close and you can’t see your boyfriend. His friends start to hoop and holler to Jake as you feel him coming close. As his final thrust he pulls out and you think you are done. Brad the obnoxious one quickly pushes you down again and enters you before you know what to do. He’s bigger than Jake and paws at your close in between thrusts till you are stripped bare. The crowd encourages Brian a smaller tag along of the group to not let your pretty mouth go to waste as he exposes his cock to you. He just rubs it all over your face as you try to resist. You actually liked Brian before this but the crowd has turned everyone animalistic. Eventually Brad cums and you moan loudly and Brian sees his chance and stuffs his cock in your mouth mindlessly you suck if just not a hole. More men come in the room to see the goings on. The cocks come out and some are just coming on you others obviously are waiting for their chance and by the sheer number you aren’t leaving soon. The crowd separates and your boyfriend and Jake step up he finds a small clean part and n your forehead and kisses you gently and says “Happy 18th baby.” As he leaves the party.

Let me think I'm not being degraded by letting me please your cock with my mouth however I want only to force my legs open after you cum all over my face and take pictures of my soaking pussy to show your friends and coworkers how drippy and slutty I am after having cock in my mouth 💞✨️

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Could you tell us about the first time you had sex with another man while married?

The first time was kind of quick and dirty, lol. I enjoy a quickie, I think they’re fun, passionate and typically a good hard fucking out of animalistic need. My husband and I had talked for a while about hotwifing. He had asked me to consider being open to the lifestyle. I was surprised by the request and initially said no. I didn’t understand the kink as I had never heard of it before and was afraid that he didn’t know what he was asking for. But in time, through conversation with my husband I learned about it and grew to see what it was for him. As for me, I had always been a girl with a high sex drive and I enjoy variety. So while I was shocked….. I also knew exactly who I would fuck. 😉 I had a friend that used to be a FWB for years before I was with my husband so I reached out to say hello and see how he was. It didn’t take long for our conversation to turn sexual and I propositioned him. I told him how I had never stopped thinking of the way it felt when he was buried inside me. How flashbacks of him pumping me with his cock, taking me like an animal, made me tremble and drip with desire to have him again. I explained my new situation and he jumped at the chance to meet. I remember the excitement I felt while getting ready, my husband sitting in our bed watching. I was trembling with nerves, a million thoughts flying. Through my mind. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I drove to his place, shaking as I walked in the door, and then everything changed when I saw him. He came to me so quickly, crossing the room in a few steps and circled his arm around my waist pulling me against him. My body relaxed into him as he kissed me. My heart racing while he whispered against my neck that he had missed me. It was kind of a flurry after that. Kissing and groping and pulling at each others clothes. Going to my knees to take him into my mouth. I had always loved sucking his cock. My mind would flitter to thoughts though…. This wasn’t my husband, the thrill and shock of another man touching me after so long. It was exciting and scary at the same time. I knew I was crossing something I could never take back but fuck I wanted it. I turned my brain off to those thoughts and just went with it. I remember sitting him back in a chair and straddling him. Looking into his eyes as I settled onto him, sliding him deep with one thrust and then riding him slowly. Electricity tingling throughout my body as my hips worked him. I loved the way he felt, I loved hearing him tell me again and again how much he had missed me, needed me, needed for this to only be the beginning. He wouldn’t give me up again…. And knowing I didn’t have to give him up pushed me towards the edge. Riding him faster and harder until I shuddered against him, he gripped my hips and fucked up into me, squeezing my skin harder until he moaned and came inside me. The force of it was intense and there were a few emotions going through me with what I had just done. It was so many things. Fun and exhilarating, but also a little confusing and scary. Those feelings were put at ease when I got home to my husband and saw how turned on and excited he was. That he loved it, and me still. That I had just given him what he had wanted so I lay back on the bed and spread my legs for him to taste another man on me. It was a fun time. 😉

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Date night, she will have a story in the morning

I switched dresses but…. still boob’n pretty hard 😉🤭

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If you want to know

How can one become the next guy you call Daddy?

I am currently in a D/s dynamic and have been for almost two years and I don’t see that changing anytime soon. He’s my Daddy. “Daddy” is much more than just sexual play, for me. “Daddy” is a caregiving role. I understand that for some it’s just hot bedroom talk, but for me it is more. I’m a needy sub too, lol, most wouldn’t be able to but my Daddy handles me very well. Honestly, I’m not sure another could as well as he does (aside from my husband of course) He sets my rules and tasks to help me meet goals, stay on track with certain things and punishes when necessary. It involves a lot of open, honest and always evolving communication about our desires, our boundaries, our needs, our limitations. He encourages communication on all levels, not just sexy ones. There are consensually agreed upon roles within the relationship but it is first and foremost a relationship.

I understand that your question may have just been referring to sexy play, but with the use of an honorific I am not sure. So, while that might not be the sexy, flirty answer you were looking for, when it comes to “Daddy”…. That role is pretty solidly filled. But thank you for inquiring. ♥️ Now, that being said, I am a non-monogamous girlie and my D/s dynamic is one part of my hotwife journey, as for making other friends ☺️ That’s another story. 😉

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Could you tell us about the first time you had sex with another man while married?

The first time was kind of quick and dirty, lol. I enjoy a quickie, I think they��re fun, passionate and typically a good hard fucking out of animalistic need. My husband and I had talked for a while about hotwifing. He had asked me to consider being open to the lifestyle. I was surprised by the request and initially said no. I didn’t understand the kink as I had never heard of it before and was afraid that he didn’t know what he was asking for. But in time, through conversation with my husband I learned about it and grew to see what it was for him. As for me, I had always been a girl with a high sex drive and I enjoy variety. So while I was shocked….. I also knew exactly who I would fuck. 😉 I had a friend that used to be a FWB for years before I was with my husband so I reached out to say hello and see how he was. It didn’t take long for our conversation to turn sexual and I propositioned him. I told him how I had never stopped thinking of the way it felt when he was buried inside me. How flashbacks of him pumping me with his cock, taking me like an animal, made me tremble and drip with desire to have him again. I explained my new situation and he jumped at the chance to meet. I remember the excitement I felt while getting ready, my husband sitting in our bed watching. I was trembling with nerves, a million thoughts flying. Through my mind. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I drove to his place, shaking as I walked in the door, and then everything changed when I saw him. He came to me so quickly, crossing the room in a few steps and circled his arm around my waist pulling me against him. My body relaxed into him as he kissed me. My heart racing while he whispered against my neck that he had missed me. It was kind of a flurry after that. Kissing and groping and pulling at each others clothes. Going to my knees to take him into my mouth. I had always loved sucking his cock. My mind would flitter to thoughts though…. This wasn’t my husband, the thrill and shock of another man touching me after so long. It was exciting and scary at the same time. I knew I was crossing something I could never take back but fuck I wanted it. I turned my brain off to those thoughts and just went with it. I remember sitting him back in a chair and straddling him. Looking into his eyes as I settled onto him, sliding him deep with one thrust and then riding him slowly. Electricity tingling throughout my body as my hips worked him. I loved the way he felt, I loved hearing him tell me again and again how much he had missed me, needed me, needed for this to only be the beginning. He wouldn’t give me up again…. And knowing I didn’t have to give him up pushed me towards the edge. Riding him faster and harder until I shuddered against him, he gripped my hips and fucked up into me, squeezing my skin harder until he moaned and came inside me. The force of it was intense and there were a few emotions going through me with what I had just done. It was so many things. Fun and exhilarating, but also a little confusing and scary. Those feelings were put at ease when I got home to my husband and saw how turned on and excited he was. That he loved it, and me still. That I had just given him what he had wanted so I lay back on the bed and spread my legs for him to taste another man on me. It was a fun time. 😉