True Story, Wife’s First Hotwife Exp with Ex BF

This is the story of how my wife Renee first became a hotwife. I had been bringing up the subject for quite some time to her and she knew that she always had my prior approval to sleep with any man she wanted should the situation present itself. I had always brought up the idea while we made love, begging her to tell me about all her past boyfriends. I loved hearing about who was lucky enough to either have had their cocks sucked by her or fucked her brains out.

One guy she did mention frequently was her first real love whom she dated in high school. She didn’t lose her virginity to Rick, but she was with him for better than a year. She told me most mornings they would sneak away to the woods behind her house and when she wasn’t sucking his huge cock, it was instead shoved deeply into her sweet young pussy. He made her have her first vaginal orgasms from fucking and she says they got quite good at it. She also admitted that his cock was hands down the largest she had ever had the privilege of satisfying. This gave me a twinge of jealousy in the pit of my stomach, but I still enjoyed hearing that they never used a condom when they fucked. To avoid getting her pregnant, he would always pull out and finish by shooting his load into her open waiting mouth. She learned to swallow cock like a pro, a talent I know all too well. There were other guys that she had highly sexed relationships with during college (that’s another story), but I’m sure you never really get over your first real love/sex.

One day the stars aligned and Renee met Rick one day at the local gas station/convenience store while getting coffee. They hugged and reminisced about the old days with even a bit of flirting. He told her how hot she looked. She was wearing a tight lycra workout outfit with a sports bra because she was off to work out at the gym. She told me the sexual tension between them was noticeable. I guess now is the time in the story that I should describe her to you. Renee is of Italian heritage, a natural brunette who is barely 5’0″ tall and is in incredibly fit shape. She works out almost daily and has the face of an angel to boot. Everyone tells me how much she looks like Natalie Imbruglia, the Australian singer from a few years ago. Her breasts are on the smaller side, but super sensitive and she has a picture perfect ass that men seem to be drawn to like a magnet to steel.

Okay, getting back to the story. It seems that Rick recently moved back to the area and is now married to Karen, another girl from my wife’s old high school. The problem is my wife never really liked Karen, they were always in competition over things like grades, the cheerleading squad and most importantly boys. The fact she ended up with Rick must have made her at least a little bit jealous. He asked my wife to go and get some breakfast with him at the local diner and she readily agreed. She told me they had a great time catching up on all sorts of stuff. Then he told her how stressed out the move back home had been, and to top it off his business was going really slow.

My wife joked with him asking, “Why? Doesn’t Karen take care of relieving your stress?”

“Hell no! After a couple of kids, my wife just kinda checked out in the sex department,” he said.

At this point, my wife told me she started to get really horny by the whole situation, especially the thought of discussing sex with a man other than her husband. Also one she used to fuck daily, it made her pussy tingle. she couldn’t help but stare at the bulge in his tight work jeans as they waited to be sat. She certainly remembered how many times I told her how much I would love to have her fuck another man and hear all the juicy details afterwards. She started to think that maybe this might be the perfect situation. Soon the conversation changed and my wife asked him what he does for a living. He told her that he installs those fancy sidewalk pavers.

“Really?” my wife asked. “My husband and I are thinking of doing the front walkway of our house with those but I can’t decide on a pattern I like.” (Yeah, right.)

He admitted that he is actually quite good at designing pavers and he has a book of completed finished projects, some commercial, some residential. Renee said she would love to see them and maybe we could give him some business. Now at this point, he must have thought that not only might he get a job out of this, but that he might also get his over-sized cock back into my wife’s sweet pussy if he played his cards right.

It turned out that he didn’t live very far away, so they finished their coffee and jumped into his truck and in no time they were at his house. She told me he had put pavers on both his front walkway and driveway, so he must actually be pretty good at it. Now as my wife told me more and more about what happened, my cock got harder than I think I have ever experienced. She loved the reaction it gave me and really played it up telling me every little detail.

Renee followed her ‘boyfriend’ into his empty house and down to the kitchen where he had a big book of his projects. As she stood there flipping through the book he started to gently rub her shoulders and play with her hair. Renee told him he really shouldn’t and that she was happily married, even though she knew at the very least that she wanted to kiss him. She told me it really turned her on knowing she was in Karen’s kitchen getting all this attention from her husband and that she could sexually steal him away right there and then.

As he continued to massage her shoulders and back, slowly his big rough hands found their way down to her perfect ass cheeks. Mmm, that’s my wife’s weak point, she loves to have her ass rubbed. Before she could say anything, he turned her around and started kissing her full on the lips. What a thing to finally hear, after so many years of imagining my wife being with another man. I had to take my cock out and barely stroke it as she recounted what happened next for fear of coming way too soon. My wife moved to stroke my cock as she told me, but I knew it would cause me to blow in a second, so I told her to just keep going.

So there was my sweet brunette, petite wife, with her tongue darting in and out of her ex-boyfriend’s mouth like there was no tomorrow. She told me that he lifted her up in one swoop and sat her down on the countertop, so he could move in closer. His muscular arms and obvious strength began to make her pussy damp. She didn’t even attempt to put up an act of struggling but instead wrapped her bare, tanned legs around his strong waist, locking them together to pull him in closer. She could feel his huge rock hard cock up against her vagina, separated only by the denim of his jeans and her thin, skin tight, lycra shorts. My wife instinctively started pushing her crotch against his dick, dry humping him on the kitchen countertop. What I wouldn’t have given to have seen that!

So after a few super hot moments tongue kissing and fake fucking, my wife pulled away telling him that she really shouldn’t be doing this. She didn’t want him to think she was a slut, nor tell him that her husband gave his approval for her to fuck other strange cocks.

“Please baby, please?” he begged.

My wife admitted just how much he turned her on, but that it wouldn’t be right to go much further.

“How ’bout a blowjob, just like in the old days? Just to relieve some stress. A blowjob isn’t really cheating, you know that.” he said.

So without even giving my wife a chance to say no, he yanks her off the countertop, reaches down, unzips his pants and grabs both of her hands and shoves them inside his underwear. Mmm, she could feel that old familiar friend, only now it seemed even bigger than she remembered (or is that because it’s being compared to my less than average sized cock?)
Renee told me she stood there awhile, still kissing him while slowly stroking his thick cock. She told me how she had both her hands wrapped tightly around his shaft and she still didn’t have it all covered. Wow, I thought. To her, the head felt a little like a huge plumb. She could feel his precum oozing from the tip, making her petite hand slick as she started jacking up and down his shaft, moving down to massage his oversized balls. Soon her pussy starting making the decisions for her, and she knew she wanted him inside her mouth.

Now my wife really enjoys sucking cock, and she finds it incredibly stimulating to work her tongue up and down the shaft, nibbling just below the head and trying to fit one of my balls entirely into her mouth. So I knew what this guy had in store for him.

She stopped kissing him long enough to ask if Karen, his wife, ever sucked his cock anymore, to which he replied no.

“Oh, so she never does this for you?” she asked, as she knelt down on the floor in front of him and grabbed the front of his underwear in her teeth. She made a show of pulling his shorts dow with her mouth as his stiff cock finally sprung out almost poking her in her eye. She began to place her cute pink tongue just on the tip of his thick shaft. She confided in me that she didn’t know what turned her on more, knowing she was about to suck this man’s gigantic cock, or knowing she was doing it better than his pathetic wife ever could. A part of her wished that Karen might actually come home right that second and see her kneeling in front of him on the kitchen floor, dressed in her sexy workout gear. One hand on her husband’s huge cock, the other inside her lycra shorts, rubbing her swollen clit.

Enough teasing Rick must have thought, so he firmly placed both of his hands on my wife’s short brunette hair and guided his prick into her stretched open mouth. She told me it must have looked obscene, her kneeling on the floor trying to shove as much of his thick veiny cock into her little mouth as physically possible. Wow, she thought, I can’t believe I’m actually doing this.

“Karen doesn’t know what she is missing,” and, “Do I suck your cock better than your wife?” are just some of the things she said in between slurps and licks to him to turn him on even more.

She told me her cunt was literally dripping by that point, soaking the crotch of her shorts. She could start to feel the pulsing of his cock and knew he was getting close.

“Do you want to come in my mouth, just like you always did? Mmm,I need to taste your cum again. Please, baby, give it to me like you used to!” she teased.

My wife knows how to talk dirty and in no time, he grabbed her head even tighter, sinking his cock as deep as he could, without gagging my wife.

Rick began to shoot what seemed like buckets of hot sperm right into the back of my wife’s throat. Honestly, she told me she gagged and spit a lot of it out on the kitchen tiled floor but she still managed to swallow quite a bit of it. She licked her lips and made a show out of licking each of her cum drenched fingers, one by one as she looked straight at him. When he regained his composure, he lifted her back onto the counter, but not before quickly yanking her tight shorts down to her ankles. She didn’t have on any underwear, making quite easy access for him. The thought of my wife sitting on his kitchen countertop, bare bottomed, still wearing her sports bra and ankle length socks, legs spread, bearing her dripping wet pussy for him to see, makes me want to stroke my cock to completion even as I write this.

They made out some more while he began to finger her wet cunt. Working one, then two and even three of his big masculine fingers into my wife until she had an intense orgasm, sitting in a pool of her own pussy juice. Without missing a beat, he grabbed her, flipped her around, bent her over the kitchen sink and spread her legs while he began to rub his now recovered hard on up and down her slick slit from behind.

“Wait! I am not on birth control. Are you fixed?” she asked as she panicked slightly.

“No,” he said. “Karen had her tubes tied years ago and I don’t have any condoms,” he said.

But she could feel his enormous cock begging to enter her cunt from behind. She resisted at first, but soon it was all just too much, her inner slut won out. She knew she probably shouldn’t go any further but that big headed cock rubbing up and down her wet cunt made the decision for her. In no time, this man worked his oversized cock balls deep into my wife, as she grasped the kitchen faucet for balance. She told me he made her feel so full that she thought she might pass out for a second, but it quickly passed and changed to pure pleasure. He started fucking my wife very slowly from behind, grabbing her lovely hips and staring at her amazing ass, just as I have done so many times. In that position, her cunt feels just like a velvet glove rhythmically milking your cock.

Renee told me that he picked up the pace and started to fuck her so good that she could literally feel a constant flow of their combined sex juices dripping down her inner thighs and she thought what a slutty thing she was doing. In that position, she could just make out a picture of Rick, Karen and their rugrats on vacation, resting on the window sill and that made it all the more nasty for my wife. I am this man’s fuck toy for the morning she thought, and nothing made her pussy throb more.

He then pulled out abruptly as her vagina stayed slightly gaped, missing it’s new best friend. He flipped her around, placing her once again on the countertop as he shoved his huge manhood back into her well fucked pussy. He had to stand on his toes a bit to line it up, but Renee loved watching his thick veiny cock crudely fuck her pretty petite vagina. In and out, over and over and over she said. He fucked her so hard that a white froth started to build on his shaft.

“Does Karen ever fuck you like this?” asked my wife.

“No, never,” he said. “You are the best I’ve ever had.” He replied.

“Is your husband as big as me?” He asked.

“God no, not even close!” She grunted in between strokes. That felt like a dagger in my chest.

This really got my wife off so she pulled away, quickly knelt down and started to lick all their combined love making cream off his cock and balls while he moaned. My wife felt like a complete whore, but she was so turned on that nothing mattered but pleasing this guy like his clueless wife never could. Go figure. Then she shocked him.

“I want you in my ass,” she squealed.

What? He was suprised. It turns out that was something he had never done. I had gotten Renee to try it only once after she drank quite a lot. It wasn’t the greatest experience for her, as she much more preferred vaginal sex with me. I asked her what made her want to do it now and she told me that she just wanted it to be the nastiest, best sex he ever had. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that the idea of this guy getting to fuck my wife’s perfect ass didn’t upset me on some level, but my hard on betrayed me. It turns out she didn’t have to ask him twice.

But she suddenly had reservations, as she stared at his much-oversized penis. What did I get myself into, she thought? She knew that some KY jelly was in order. Of course, he didn’t have any because he and Karen didn’t need it much anymore. Renee frantically opened all the kitchen cabinets one by one until she found what she was looking for, cooking oil. She twisted open the bottle and poured some out into her hands and rubbed them together over his rock hard erection. The promise of fucking a woman’s ass as sweet as my wife’s will do that to you, make you hard enough to cut diamonds. She lathered up his cock with cooking oil and literally pulled him by his hard on into the living room, where she pushed him down onto the couch. Renee straddled him reverse cowgirl as he took some of the extra oil dripping from his cock and started to work it deep into her ass. He slipped one finger then two, followed by a third in and out of her cute rosebud. My wife was so horny that she rubbed her clit like mad as he finger fucked her asshole.

In no time flat, she had an immense shaking orgasm bringing her to orgasm number two, thinking about the nasty thing she was about to do with this guy. It was now or never she thought as she started to lean back grabbing his shaft with one hand as her other hand frigged her clit some more. She was insatiable at this point. She wasn’t sure if it was possible to fit that monster of his inside because we had such a problem getting my little prick in her when we tried it. But a combination of all that cooking oil, his cum and her being hornier than she could ever remember got her to start to relax enough that just the head of his cock began to penetrate her backdoor.

Inch by inch she lowered her self down until she had all of his cock head in her ass. What a nasty feeling she thought, such a feeling of being totally filled. She could see out his front window as cars went by and people walked down the street. All of this as my wife tried to cram her ex-boyfriend’s huge cock up her tight married ass. My wife was now officially an anal hotwife!

She told me she was finally able to get a little more than 3/4’s of his cock length inside her, past that the pressure made it not feel too good. But up to that point, it didn’t hurt at all and in fact, it made her so hot that she rubbed her clit and came once more with his cock impaled in her asshole (orgasm number three). In and out he fucked her ass but this proved to be way too much for poor Rick. He must have watched my wife’s beautiful ass swallow his neglected cock and knew he had to cum. In just a few strokes, he pulled my wife back onto him and shot another load this time deep into her bowels, a first for my wife. She stayed like that for the longest time, he still semi-hard cock buried in her ass, her reaching behind to suck on his tongue. For the record, this man, other than her husband, had shot one load down her throat and another in her colon. If only he could have cum in her fertile pussy we would have had the trifecta.

As my wife pulled off him she said she could hear a loud plop as his cock left her ass and she couldn’t help but have a bit of gas which made them both laugh. She noticed a huge wet spot on the couch and for a moment imagined Karen curled up in that spot on the couch later that night eating ice cream watching American Idol while her ass got fatter by the moment. I imagine that every time Rick sees his wife take out the cooking oil, he’ll think about how he slathered it on his hard on in order to cram it up my wife’s tight ass.

As Renee got dressed she reached down and grabbed his semi-hard cock one last time and kissed it on the head. She told me she took him into her mouth to blow him one last time, but Rick was spent. After licking his balls for a few minutes, she stopped and said thank you. This put me over the edge and I came, thinking about how she wouldn’t even go near my cock after it had been up her ass until I literally scrubbed it in the shower. I really wished she had given him another complete blowjob, or let him fuck and cum in her tight cunt but he was really done by this time.

As my wife put back on her workout shorts, anyone couldn’t help but see that the front was soaked through with pussy juice. She walked out the door to his truck to ride back to her car and hoped no one would see her shorts or they might guess she just got the fucking of her life. As they drove the short distance he said he wanted to see her again. Renee told him that she loved me and that it wouldn’t be possible even though deep down they both knew that she would be spreading her legs for his dick again soon.

My wife drove home with the taste of his cock and sperm in her mouth and the thought that his baby making cum was fruitlessly swimming around deep in her bowels. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see her until much later that day after work, and Renee had already showered. I really wish I had gotten to see and taste it all immediately following, but I did get to lick her pussy and ass as she recounted everything again to me in excruciating detail.