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***MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt 20 Continued:*** "Three Guys In A Week: The Second Guy" Sometimes a picture is painted that just isn’t true. In this case I’m talking about the picture that says that women just aren’t as horny as men. That we have a lower sex drive. That we don’t crave sex every day. That we can go a week without sex and still be satisfied. Well, I’m here to confirm that that is definitely not true. Majority of the time my sexual appetite is off the charts. As I write about this, I can feel my pussy throbbing. Majority of the time I type with one hand. And I think you know the reason why. Anyhow… to continue where we left off, I hurried home to Hubby after my date with Darius. He hadn’t seen me all day and the last he heard from me was when I sent him the selfie of me with Darius’ cock. I got home, put my finger to my lip and pulled him into the bedroom. I told him not to say a word as I forced him onto his knees, and sat down on the side of the bed. He willingly obliged. I lifted both my legs and rested them on his shoulders, before using my legs to pull his face into my pussy. He didn’t even flinch. What a good cuckold husband I have trained now. He eagerly cleaned my used and cum filled pussy like it was his last meal. The best part… he blew his load while he ate me out. I was kind of relieved because my pussy was still a little bit tender from the way Darius had used it. But little did I know that my pussy really could have used another fucking because I was still craving cock. The night finished as a normal weeknight would. Got the a jumpstart on the next school day, did a bit of tidying up, then put on our TV series and had a tea on the couch. All the while, I realised, I just wanted more sex. Continued in Comments ⬇️⬇️⬇️

Published: November 18th 2023, 11:19:10 am

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***MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt 20 Continued:*** "Three Guys In A Week: The Second Guy" Sometimes a picture is painted that just isn’t true. In this case I’m talking about the picture that says that women just aren’t as horny as men. That we have a lower sex drive. That we don’t crave sex every day. That we can go a week without sex and still be satisfied. Well, I’m here to confirm that that is definitely not true. Majority of the time my sexual appetite is off the charts. As I write about this, I can feel my pussy throbbing. Majority of the time I type with one hand. And I think you know the reason why. Anyhow… to continue where we left off, I hurried home to Hubby after my date with Darius. He hadn’t seen me all day and the last he heard from me was when I sent him the selfie of me with Darius’ cock. I got home, put my finger to my lip and pulled him into the bedroom. I told him not to say a word as I forced him onto his knees, and sat down on the side of the bed. He willingly obliged. I lifted both my legs and rested them on his shoulders, before using my legs to pull his face into my pussy. He didn’t even flinch. What a good cuckold husband I have trained now. He eagerly cleaned my used and cum filled pussy like it was his last meal. The best part… he blew his load while he ate me out. I was kind of relieved because my pussy was still a little bit tender from the way Darius had used it. But little did I know that my pussy really could have used another fucking because I was still craving cock. The night finished as a normal weeknight would. Got the a jumpstart on the next school day, did a bit of tidying up, then put on our TV series and had a tea on the couch. All the while, I realised, I just wanted more sex. Continued in Comments ⬇️⬇️⬇️

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***MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt 20 Continued:***

"Three Guys In A Week: The Third Guy"

So, I had left you all knowing that two cocks in two days was just not going to suffice. I was literally on the prowl again. I always say this, but you’d think for a woman that it would be easy to find guys to play with. I used to hear it all the time when I would hang out with hubby’s friends or even all my old friends. Guys would sit there and say things that always started with “If I was a chick…”

Well lucky for me my husband encourages the idea of my fuck boy mentality. I mean lets be honest, sometimes you just want to fuck. But majority of the time life and the thoughts and opinions of others tend to get in the way. I always say, imagine if we could do whatever we want, and no one would find out. How would your life change? 

Because right now, all I wanted was to fuck another guy. 

It had been a crazy week and I can tell you one thing. When you get fucked like I do… the following morning usually results in a very sore body. I always feel like I have just run a marathon… but worse and in different parts. I needed a massage. 

So I had two things on my mind… a massage and a good fuck. In my work life and life in general I am all about efficiency, so why not get two birds with one stone. That “fuck-boy” mentality shining through again. I guess you can see why I just get along with guys so easily. 

I went on the search.  I was pleasantly surprised with how quickly this all came together. I got exactly what I was looking for. He was first and foremost very professional. However, after a little bit of back and forth chatting I got the hint that there was a cheeky side to him.  Oh yeah, did I mention that  he was dark, very tall and extremely handsome?

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***MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt 20 Continued:*** "Three Guys In A Week: The Third Guy" So, I had left you all knowing that two cocks in two days was just not going to suffice. I was literally on the prowl again. I always say this, but you’d think for a woman that it would be easy to find guys to play with. I used to hear it all the time when I would hang out with hubby’s friends or even all my old friends. Guys would sit there and say things that always started with “If I was a chick…” Well lucky for me my husband encourages the idea of my fuck boy mentality. I mean lets be honest, sometimes you just want to fuck. But majority of the time life and the thoughts and opinions of others tend to get in the way. I always say, imagine if we could do whatever we want, and no one would find out. How would your life change? Because right now, all I wanted was to fuck another guy. It had been a crazy week and I can tell you one thing. When you get fucked like I do… the following morning usually results in a very sore body. I always feel like I have just run a marathon… but worse and in different parts. I needed a massage. So I had two things on my mind… a massage and a good fuck. In my work life and life in general I am all about efficiency, so why not get two birds with one stone. That “fuck-boy” mentality shining through again. I guess you can see why I just get along with guys so easily. I went on the search. I was pleasantly surprised with how quickly this all came together. I got exactly what I was looking for. He was first and foremost very professional. However, after a little bit of back and forth chatting I got the hint that there was a cheeky side to him. Oh yeah, did I mention that he was dark, very tall and extremely handsome? Continued below in comments...