I was advised to jump right into things and see how it goes, so I'm going to tell you all about how my husband and I got started with the cuckold/hotwife thing.
Carl and I were not sexually active when we started dating, and we only had sex twice before we got married (both times with each other). We had never experienced other lovers, but that was ok with us... until after we had been married for a little bit. During sex Carl liked to play this game he called "maybe, maybe not". Basically we would share fantasies with each other that might be true, but maybe not. It was pretty tame for a long time, but one time I told him I had the fantasy of having sex with another man. He gave me this weird look like he was trying to figure out if it was a real fantasy or not. But part of the game was that we never revealed the truth of the fantasy. Anyway, as time went on I would say more stuff about my fantasy. I wanted to taste a black man's cock. I wanted to have sex with two other men. I wanted to have sex with a man who dick was bigger than 7 inches. And so on.
One day, Carl came home with a present for me. He had bough an 8 inch black dildo. He said that just in case my "other man" fantasies were kinda true, he thought this would help relieve the urge. It didn't.
While playing the "maybe" game one time, Carl asked me to tell him one of my fantasies that I actually wanted to try. I said "you first". He wanted to have sex in public. So we went out right then and took our car to a nearby park and had sex in the back with the windows down. In the middle of sex, right before he came, he asked me what my fantasy was... he said that he'd let me do it no matter what it was. As he started cumming, I told him that I wanted to have sex with another man. He came really hard and looked pretty surprised.
He still wasn't really comfortable just letting me go off and do something like that, so we got on craigslist and made an ad together. He took some pictures of me and created a separate email account for the two of us. We posted the ad and got a TON of responses. Guys sending pics of their dicks and telling me how much they wanted to fuck me... it was SUCH a turn on. So we found a guy that we both liked. Carl wanted to make sure the guy was disease free and didn't have a huge cock.
I met the guy in a Starbucks while Carl sat in the car and watched to make sure I would be ok. Then when we were about to leave, I excused myself, went to the car and told Carl that I was going to go back to the other guy's place to have sex. I'll never forget how heartbroken Carl looked, but I was really turned on. So I left with the other guy, whose name I don't remember. That was my first time having sex with someone other than Carl.
When I got home, Carl wanted to know everything that happened. I told him a lot, but I lied to him about some stuff too. For a long time I told Carl that I never kiss other guys and that they always use condoms. But the truth is that I normally kiss the other guy and occasionally go without a condom, if I'm sure that he has no diseases.
Carl and I were not sexually active when we started dating, and we only had sex twice before we got married (both times with each other). We had never experienced other lovers, but that was ok with us... until after we had been married for a little bit. During sex Carl liked to play this game he called "maybe, maybe not". Basically we would share fantasies with each other that might be true, but maybe not. It was pretty tame for a long time, but one time I told him I had the fantasy of having sex with another man. He gave me this weird look like he was trying to figure out if it was a real fantasy or not. But part of the game was that we never revealed the truth of the fantasy. Anyway, as time went on I would say more stuff about my fantasy. I wanted to taste a black man's cock. I wanted to have sex with two other men. I wanted to have sex with a man who dick was bigger than 7 inches. And so on.
One day, Carl came home with a present for me. He had bough an 8 inch black dildo. He said that just in case my "other man" fantasies were kinda true, he thought this would help relieve the urge. It didn't.
While playing the "maybe" game one time, Carl asked me to tell him one of my fantasies that I actually wanted to try. I said "you first". He wanted to have sex in public. So we went out right then and took our car to a nearby park and had sex in the back with the windows down. In the middle of sex, right before he came, he asked me what my fantasy was... he said that he'd let me do it no matter what it was. As he started cumming, I told him that I wanted to have sex with another man. He came really hard and looked pretty surprised.
He still wasn't really comfortable just letting me go off and do something like that, so we got on craigslist and made an ad together. He took some pictures of me and created a separate email account for the two of us. We posted the ad and got a TON of responses. Guys sending pics of their dicks and telling me how much they wanted to fuck me... it was SUCH a turn on. So we found a guy that we both liked. Carl wanted to make sure the guy was disease free and didn't have a huge cock.
I met the guy in a Starbucks while Carl sat in the car and watched to make sure I would be ok. Then when we were about to leave, I excused myself, went to the car and told Carl that I was going to go back to the other guy's place to have sex. I'll never forget how heartbroken Carl looked, but I was really turned on. So I left with the other guy, whose name I don't remember. That was my first time having sex with someone other than Carl.
When I got home, Carl wanted to know everything that happened. I told him a lot, but I lied to him about some stuff too. For a long time I told Carl that I never kiss other guys and that they always use condoms. But the truth is that I normally kiss the other guy and occasionally go without a condom, if I'm sure that he has no diseases.