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Part 1 -The true story of how I became a BBC only hotwife! ..

Published: July 28th 2022, 1:57:39 pm

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Part 1 -The true story of how I became a BBC only hotwife! This is a 100% true story...How I became a BBC Only hotwife: I've been happily married for almost 20 years and for most of that time I was a team-mom for little league baseball and football, and even taught sunday-school at our church where we attended faithfully. I also had, and still have, a successful career as a corporate accountant. Hubby and I always had a great sex life and were pretty kinky. About 7 years into our marriage we started dabbling in the swinger scene. Most of our experiences involved me getting tag-teamed by Hubby and one or two single guys we met through online dating sites. After a couple years of this one of the guys we met in the lifestyle invited us to a Superbowl gb party. He said he invited a bunch of quality single guys and 3 or 4 hotwives who were down for being the pre-game entertainment. The most guys I had ever fucked at one time before this was 3, so I had a little bit of an idea what I was signing up for, but I was still a bit nervous going into it. I had no idea how many guys there would be, or how the night would unfold, but I always try to say "Yes" to adventure! Plus we really trusted the guy putting this together. He had fucked me countless times, (sometimes with hubby, sometimes without), and sometimes he would bring a friend to join in the fun and they were always cool. So the night of the party I put on something slutty and Hubby drove us to the 5 star venue where the event was being held. I say 5-star- it was essentially a really nice hotel suite with a kitchen, living room and two bedrooms. We arrived about an hour before everyone to get caught up with our friend and have a couple drinks. As the guys started arriving I would greet them with a kiss and introduce myself. Just when I thought we were ready 4 or 5 more would arrive. There were close to 20 guys that showed up by the time the action started! What I immediately noticed was there were 5 black guys in attendance. Back then this normally would not have caught my attention, but on this night, I was expected to fuck every guy here, and I had never been with a black guy before. The thought excited me but I really wasn't sure what hubby thought about it. Later, I would learn, hubby was excited about it too! We had watched a bit of interracial porn together and both thought it was highly erotic, but had never discussed me fucking black guys. Fast forward an hour and I find myself on my knees in one of the bedrooms surrounded by I can't tell you how many guys. I spent 15 or 20 minutes just sucking dick. It was fun! Soon I was just moving from one cock to another without even looking up to see who it was! Then I got on the bed for some missionary pounding! At the time I didn't see any of the 5 black guys in the room. I assumed they were probably being entertained by one of the other wives in the other rooms. I was enjoying myself, but was hoping they would pay me a visit! I received some quality fucking in the missionary position from most of these guys. Yeah they were white but most of them were pretty well equipped. You have to think that any dude that's gonna show up to a gb must surely be equipped for such shenanigans, and have the confidence and experience to contribute. Nonetheless, our friend only invited guys he knew, or were recommended by people he knew, so I was very lucky to have a lot of talent around me trying to make me happy! A short time later I was doggy style on the bed and guys were taking turns fucking me from behind. All of a sudden a handsome, muscular black guy plopped down right in my face and suddenly I had a huge veiny BBC literally smacking me in the face! Like I said earlier, most of the white guys here were decently hung, say 7-8", but this BBC was in a category I hadn't encountered before. I mean it was the fattest and longest cock I had ever seen. It was probably 9" and thick. I hesitated for a brief second then attacked it. I had to reposition myself so I could try to open my throat for it. As I sucked, gagged and slobbered over my new favorite cock I was surprised how turned on I got. I thought I was already turned on... after all I've been having great sex for a half an hour! But trying to fit this huge BBC down my throat caused my pussy to literally throb and start dripping! I was having the time of my life sucking on this thing! I had all but forgotten there were several guys behind me taking turns on my pussy! After a few minutes of this there was a pause in the action behind me. This was odd. Up until this moment they had been switching out every minute or two. Gb etiquette I guess LOL. But now there was a lull in the action. I just kept sucking, figuring somebody would jump in there soon. Then I felt a really hard slap on my ass! Well what had happened is a couple more of the black guys came in the room and one of them had taken up a position behind me. I guess he wanted to admire the view for a minute before he set about destroying my pussy! He slapped my ass a couple more times. It hurt and at first I wasn't happy about that. He took the tip of his BBC and toyed with the opening of my pussy and my clit for a minute. This drove me crazy! As I stated earlier I was at a new level of horny and my pussy was literally aching and dripping. I NEEDED something thick inside me NOW! He teased me for another minute or two like this then shoved his BBC balls deep in my pussy with one thrust! I let out a scream, because it hurt a little. This pain was quickly replaced with another pain when he smacked me on the ass again, really hard. This time the pain on my ass sparked something in me that I'd never experienced before. I wanted to turn to see who was doing this to me... who was creating this "hurts-so-good" moment for me. But when I did, my other friend grabbed my head and pushed it back down on his BBC, reminding me what I was there for! 10 minutes earlier I had never even seen a BBC, now I find myself being spit-roasted with one in my throat and one thrusting in and out of my gushing pussy. All of this, in front of a room full of white guys, including Hubby! I began to lose myself in the moment. I began to feel an orgasm building in me for the first time that night. I was in ecstasy! When I finally turned my head back to see who was ruining my pussy along with any hope for the remaining white guys in the room I noticed that there weren't 5 black guys in attendance. There were more like 15! And they had formed a line. Right. Behind. Me... ***Stay tuned for Part 2!!!!***

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**MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt. 29**
“A Hotel, A wife, Her Husband and 7 Men”


My last gangbang experience literally left me wanting more. There was something about that night that I kept reliving over and over in my mind. Was it the fact that I was the centre of attention? Was it the fact that it was a group of guys that were strangers to me had just come used my holes for their pleasure? Or was it the fact that Hubby and I use to fantasise about this. Never in our wildest dreams did we ever think that this would eventuate. 

Yet it did. And now I can honestly say I am hooked. I think there is nothing more satisfying, more thrilling, more sexy… than having a room full of men fuck me in front of Hubby. 

The question was… how should I bring this up to Hubby. How do I tell him that when I go to sleep at night, I think about what it would be like to be used by a room full of men again. Now I know you think, “surely that’s his fantasy!” 

Well, you’re right. It is. But I still get nervous coming clean to Hubby about how much I enjoy being a slut. What if its too much for him? 

So, one night of course when we were fucking, (I remember it vividly because he was on top, kissing my neck) I whispered into his ear…”I want to be used by a room full of men but this time I want them all to cum all over me.”

It took him about two more thrusts to pump his load into me and right then I knew that he was keen for it to happen again too. 

The next day, while I was at work, Hubby texted me asking what our family plans were over the next couple of weekends. He is such a good boy. I knew exactly why he wanted to know. It was because he was about to get the ball rolling for my next gangbang. 

It didn’t take long for him to message me (which he thought was a surprise- even though I knew exactly what he was up to) with a date and time for our next fun filled night of debauchery in a hotel with many other men. 

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**MY HOTWIFE JOURNEY Pt. 29** “A Hotel, A wife, Her Husband and 7 Men” My last gangbang experience literally left me wanting more. There was something about that night that I kept reliving over and over in my mind. Was it the fact that I was the centre of attention? Was it the fact that it was a group of guys that were strangers to me had just come used my holes for their pleasure? Or was it the fact that Hubby and I use to fantasise about this. Never in our wildest dreams did we ever think that this would eventuate. Yet it did. And now I can honestly say I am hooked. I think there is nothing more satisfying, more thrilling, more sexy… than having a room full of men fuck me in front of Hubby. The question was… how should I bring this up to Hubby. How do I tell him that when I go to sleep at night, I think about what it would be like to be used by a room full of men again. Now I know you think, “surely that’s his fantasy!” Well, you’re right. It is. But I still get nervous coming clean to Hubby about how much I enjoy being a slut. What if its too much for him? So, one night of course when we were fucking, (I remember it vividly because he was on top, kissing my neck) I whispered into his ear…”I want to be used by a room full of men but this time I want them all to cum all over me.” It took him about two more thrusts to pump his load into me and right then I knew that he was keen for it to happen again too. The next day, while I was at work, Hubby texted me asking what our family plans were over the next couple of weekends. He is such a good boy. I knew exactly why he wanted to know. It was because he was about to get the ball rolling for my next gangbang. It didn’t take long for him to message me (which he thought was a surprise- even though I knew exactly what he was up to) with a date and time for our next fun filled night of debauchery in a hotel with many other men. ***Continued in Comments