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 My First Hotwife Experience

   I'm 37.  I've always been a very sexual person.  My husband (Patrick)
realized this, and since then has encouraged me to have fun as along as I
let him know what I'm doing.  I even let him watch (smile) if he's around.
I was very reluctant at first, because I felt I was happy with my sex life
(with just my hubby).

   One day when we were coming home from a friend's wedding, and staying
over night in a hotel.  We struck up a conversation in the hotel bar with a
salesman, who happened to sell wine (yum).  The guy seemed nice enough, and
was very funny.

   He was a much older man though, probably in his early 50s, a bit
overweight, and balding.  He had us laughing from the minute we met him
though.

   After many drinks, the bar closed.  The guy asked if we wanted to grab
another drink.  He mentioned that he had a bunch of samples, and why spend
more money at another bar and cab fare when we could join him on his
balcony.  We both thought nothing of it, at least I didn't think of
anything other than another yummy glass of wine.  We were having such a
great time, his idea sounded great.

   We went up to his room, and he asked what I wanted.  I told him that I
loved Ice Wine, and knew he wouldn't have it.  My husband, being drunk and
bad, said that the last time he gave me Ice Wine, I gave him head in
return. True!

   Well, the guy had a bottle in his fridge.  Oh boy!  So he asked what he
gets...  the same?

   I looked to Patrick to defend me, but he just said, "Well how bad do you
want it honey?" Haha.  Well I was pretty drunk too, and the guy was looking
kinda cute...  much older and not totally my type...  but what they hey. 
So I told him to sit down, and I proceeded to give him a very thorough
blowjob.

   Wow was he thick.  I'd forgotten what other cocks were like.  Mmmmm
nice. I was wearing a sundress (no panties), and was leaning over next to
him on the couch.  He was rubbing my bare ass and working his thick fingers
into my pussy as I sucked his lovely cock.

   Then he unbuttoned my dress, pulled my tits out of my bra, and basically
started milking my nipples.  He started telling me what nice big nipples I
had.  I was more turned-on then than I can remember.  I was quite close to
cumming when he surprised me by shooting a big shot of his cum into my
mouth.

   I swallowed as much as I could, but a lot spilled out of my mouth, back
over his cock.  He then surprised me again and urged my mouth back down
over his cock, groaning for me to clean it up.  I was choking a little, but
I did as he asked.

   Once he released me, I quickly looked over at Patrick, wondering why he
hadn't said anything.  He was sitting there asleep with his cock all
shriveled up and cum all over it.  The man said he saw Patrick cum only a
couple minutes into my giving him a blowjob.

   I didn't know what to do but drink the Ice Wine that was sitting there
for me.  The taste of cum and Ice Wine was an interesting combination.

   Some days I think back and feel dirty, and other times I think back and
feel excited.  So where was I?  Oh yes, washing down the cum of an older
guy, with some yummy Ice Wine.  I couldn't believe what had just happened,
but oddly I took to being a slutty wife rather easily.

   I sat there looking over at my husband, who was snoring away in the
chair with his very shriveled up little cock peaking out of his pants.  If
I had a camera I would have taken a picture for days I wanted something
really nice.  But in that case I had no camera.

   I started to get pretty tired from the Ice Wine and chatting with the
salesman about his life.  I suggested he help me get my husband back to our
room, but he said we should let him sleep, and that I was more then welcome
to lie down on the bed, and that he'd take the sofa.  I was too drunk to
argue.  I made the quick transition to the bed from the sofa.

   I woke up a couple hours later to the warm feeling of being spooned.  I
thought it must have been my husband waking up.  But I quickly realized his
shape (belly, very large, hard cock and hands) were totally different than
what I normally expected.  It was the salesman whispering that he just
wanted to lie next to me and sleep.  His words said that, but his cock said
other things, as it pressed into my ass through my dress.

   I drifted in and out, and soon I felt the salesman kissing my neck (I
love that by the way), and pulling my dress so he could rub my bare ass
with his big hands and cock.  I told him my husband wouldn't approve, to
which he said, "He loved watching you suck my big cock.  Just relax and
have fun."

   It didn't take much convincing.  I was still horny from before, and
decided I could use a little fun.  He started unbuttoning my dress, and
soon had me naked next to him.  His body was very hairy, but in the dark
just felt very warm...  and the constant reminder of his huge hard cock
told me something good was going to happen.

   He was sucking on my nipples and kissing me deep.  It felt wonderful. 
He kept telling me how much he loved my "big mommy nipples" and full
swollen pussy lips.  He was quickly down there licking my pussy, and even
my ass.  It was driving me crazy.

   He was whispering that I had "a cunt made for fucking," and that he
planned to pound the shit out of me before he was done.  I almost came
right then.  I love nasty talk.

   Before I knew it, he had two big thick fingers deep inside me.  He was
going crazy fucking me with them as he took turns licking my clit and
sucking my swollen pussy lips deep into his mouth.  I exploded all over his
face, and even squirted a little.  I hardly ever do that.

   With that he told me to get up and go with him out on the balcony.  I
had a good idea what he had in mind, but he literally picked me up off the
bed and carried me toward the sliding glass door.  I got out there and I
could see down to the pool.  He stood next to me, stroking his thick cock,
and told me to turn around and grab the railing.

   With that he proceeded to fuck me through two more amazing orgasms.  My
knees gave out on each one.  His cock inside me, and his hands on my hips,
were the only thing keeping me up.  I could hear myself whimpering.  My
sounds and his slamming against my ass echoed through out the courtyard.

   Then I saw a light come out across from us.  A man opened his blinds. 
What a sight we must have been.  A man twice my weight, and 20 years my
senior, was fucking the hell out of me as my tits flew back and forth, and
my nipples brushed the railing.  I didn't care what the man saw.  It felt
so good.

   I was soaked, and felt so slutty and nasty, but was also in complete
ecstasy.  He told me how good of a fuck I was, and said he was going back
to bed.

   I made my way back inside once I got my bearings.  Patrick had missed
the whole thing.  I lay back down next to the salesman and wiped his cum
off me as best I could with some tissues.  I was so exhausted from the
pounding that I felt to sleep.

   The next morning I woke up with the salesman still naked next to me. 
The light was shining in, and I was beginning to realize just how
overweight he was.  Still, his cock was very evenly proportioned to his big
round body.

   He woke up a minute later and said he'd love another blowjob before he
had to go.  It must have been my day for being a slut, but I agreed, and I
was soon over top of him, working his cock as he pulled on my nipples,
pushed on my head and played with my pussy by reaching around.

   That is when Patrick woke up.  I heard him say, "Whoa," and "Damn Girl."
I looked up with what he later described to be a mascara-streaked,
cum-covered face.  The salesman then pushed my head back down on his cock,
announcing that he was about to cum.

   At that point Patrick must have been a bit too hung over.  He ran for
the bathroom to be sick.  The salesman then said he wanted to fuck me one
last time.  He got me on the bed in the doggy position.  His big cock slid
right into me, and he proceeded to go at me with everything he had, which
surprisingly was a lot.

   Patrick came back into the room to see the salesman and me cumming
together in one volcano of a combined orgasm.  To this day, Patrick says
that he'll never for get that moment, and the facial expressions on me, and
on the salesman.

   I collapsed on the bed a quivering mess.  The salesman said he was late
for an appointment, took a quick shower, got our phone number, and left. 
Patrick and I didn't talk about the whole thing for about six hours.

   We were both in such shock over what had taken place...  how much I had
enjoyed it...  and what a slut I could be.

   Since I actually enjoyed it so much, I am SURE something like that will
happen again.  My husband tells me that if it does, he is all for it.