MY HOTWIFE TRAINING 1

My husband Rob had not been well with his cancer for a couple of weeks and while my attention was on his needs, I was also very aware of the effects abstinence was having on my aching and neglected pussy. Over a cup of tea one afternoon Rob looked over at me and said, “I’m feeling a lot better this week. Why don’t you ask Adam over one afternoon later this week? I know you are missing the kind of attention I can’t give you any more. A kiss and hugs aren’t enough, so have a hall pass here instead of going to his place.”


“Are you alright with that arrangement, Rob? I don’t want to embarrass or humiliate you and make you feel like a cuck. You are still the one I love, and I love you even more for your selfless generosity.” Rob smiled at me. “I know you are now a hot wife and a very attractive one at that. I’m comfortable with that within the scope of our hall pass arrangements, mutual agreement and absolute discretion. I am still your husband, your stag, the one you love and come back to.”


I leaned over and gave him a long lingering kiss until we came up for air, then he held my close and we French kissed and fondled for a half an hour on the sofa. Rob relaxed in the sofa after our embrace and with a smile said, “Go and ring him now, see when he’s available. I’d found Adam here on the site in March and during lockdown had met him for a walk along the river Dee in Chester. We hit it off right away, I rang up Rob while we were having some coffee after the walk and had a three-way chat that went well. Everything he said cross checked and he showed me his flat in Chester while Rob still knew where I was going.


When I returned home, I showed Rob his photo from my phone, went through everything and we were agreed; meet him one afternoon and see how it goes. All I’ll say here is it went very well and it was the first of a series of meets and occasional overnight stays that Adam and I enjoyed immensely. He was such a talented lover he only ever left me wanting the same again as soon as possible. I was now a fully consummated hot wife, my pussy belonged to him for our mutual enjoyment as long as the arrangement lasted. Perhaps I’ll go into all that in a future blog.


In our life before marriage, Rob and I had been quite adventurous for the times - skinny dipped and made love of the beach, been to the orgy/party as students and a soft swing. Neither of us had been exclusive in the early stages of our courtship, we had both had partners on and off but never a foursome, something I now regret. A full swing might well have been what I needed later on.


I’ve still got a flat tummy and been spared stretch marks by good luck, good genes, keeping trim and exercising but I needed to prepare myself for my lover and bull. I bathed, shaved my legs, armpits and pussy, shampooed, nails painted, did my hair – the works. It was Friday afternoon and I was expecting him at two o’clock.


Anticipating just couple of hours of carnal pleasure, I didn’t want to waste any time getting down to business in the sack. By the time the doorbell rang I was ready and eager to start. Rob answered the door and let him in, shook his hand and gave him a very friendly welcome and then asked, “Will you stay for supper this evening?” Adam graciously accepted and then asked Rob how he was and made some genuine small talk before starting upstairs. “Top of the stairs, first room on the right. You can’t miss it, just follow the perfume and music.”


What was I wearing when Adam came to the door? Nothing. No bra, no underwear; the only things next to my skin were perfume and a tasteful gold anklet on the right ankle, that Adam put on me after he claimed my married pussy during my hot wife consummation. I wear it every time we meet, and at home if Rob wants me to, but never when family or friends are about. Discretion is key.


Well, what else was I wearing? Just a smile and my mother’s old fur coat as if I was on the way out. Adam’s jaw hit the floor when he saw me then giant grin appeared and he dropped his ditty bag by the bed and walked over to me with arms open wide. We hugged and kissed like long lost lovers but it had only been a few weeks since we had done an overnight fuck fest at his place.


I let him open the coat to reveal my curves - all best parts forward – he slipped it over my shoulders and it fell to the floor around my feet. There I was, naked, and him fully dressed, but that wouldn’t stay like that for long.


I peeled off his jacket and then untucked his shirt so I got feel his chest before I undid his tie and shirt buttons. I let them slip off and fall on the floor beside my coat. Then I undid his belt and invaded his bulging boxers. Yes, a good stiff cock, just what I’ve been missing, and it’s trickling precum already.


He, too, smelled clean, freshly showered and shaved so no hesitation, off came his boxers and it was get down to work, girl. I gobbled his cock, licked and stroked his balls, licked around the frenulum; unlike Rob, his cock is cut but I enjoy a beautiful cock either way, medium to large, but I’m no size queen. Then I took his cockhead into my mouth and savoured the taste of his precum before I took him in and out, deeper and deeper into my throat.


He’s well-built, comparable to Rob, but I soon bottomed out and he gripped my head, loving every minute of it as he fucked my face and throat. But I didn’t want him to cum too soon, and when he did, I wanted it in my pussy if I could.


Although we have an open relationship, Adam has not wandered but has been faithful to me and I to him, though I’m bound by the terms of my hall pass. We did use a condom when we first met and formed a bubble but when we became regular and exclusive lovers, we dropped that in favour of bareback, every time, and we both enjoy it so much more. Total spontaneity and no fumbling with condoms. Besides, what sort of hot wife would I be if I came home with pristine knickers?


I had put crisp fresh linen on the bed and laid out candles, set up soft, sexy music in the guest bedroom that morning and the curtains were most certainly closed, just in case of prying eyes. He gently lifted me up and kissed me, tasting his own precum on my lips, and loving every moment, kissed my neck, stroked my shoulders, breast and pelvis but he avoided my pussy, torturing me.


I felt his cock against me and fondled his balls, teasing him gently and it wasn’t long before his hand reached in for my hot pussy and began to stroke it gently. His hand was wet in no time from my juices and he parted my lips and began caressing the inner lips but he took his time getting to my clitoris and pleasure palace. It was torture divine.


He continued kissing my lips and then gradually worked his way south; he needed no encouragement from me but I gave it anyway, and held his head in my hands and guided him to the pleasure land and smooth pussy.


Since I met Adam, I’d lost a lot of weight and I’m now a size 10, the curves are even better than ever, though I do worry that I might be getting a bit bony, but Rob and Adam love the new look. Along with that came the new wardrobe and lingerie as well, sexy stuff but I wasn’t on parade having an expensive meal in a restaurant.


The first kiss around my pussy was not long coming and then he parted my lips and found my clitoris, bathed in juices and gave it a little flick. I moaned, wriggled my pelvis to meet his administrations and opened my legs wide. I gripped his head tightly as he continued and held it close and I knew what would come soon, that surge of intense pleasure and I would close my legs, clamp his head and give his tongue no way to escape.


Adam loves to flick and play with my clitoral ring with his tongue, I love it too. I’ve had it for years at Rob’s request and we both enjoyed it enormously; it was a must do with all our lovemaking and furious fucks. I even get pleasure from it doing everyday things. I was thinking of getting both nipples pierced for rings, too, but had not got round to it. Perhaps I should? I’ll have to ask both men in my life what they think.


My first orgasm of the day was building fast, my back arched and I held on to Adam’s head so tight he could hardly breathe and had to come up for air. That interrupted the first orgasm, but I was not long waiting for the second and it was a Tsunami to remember that gave me a wonderful flush and left an afterglow.


I released his head and he climbed up the bed to lie beside me and gave me a deep, long, pussy-juiced kiss. Then he swiped his cockhead up and down my pussy a few times and firmly pushed it half way into my pleasure palace before he withdrew and pushed it all the way in, where he paused deliberately.


He wanted me to beg and he didn’t have to wait long. “Fuck me, Adam, please! Fuck me, hard”, I begged. He did, with deep strokes in and out, slowly at first, gradually picking up the pace and getting more aggressive. On my back, in missionary, legs bend and locked behind his back, he wasn’t going to go anywhere until we had finished. It was my cock in his pussy, he owned it this afternoon and I relished it.


I, too, got into the rhythm, and met each thrust with my own but neither of us wanted to lose control too soon. It was getting more and more passionate and vocal too and Rob downstairs would hear it all but he enjoyed me having fun so it never phased him.


We were both working up a lather, going for it hard, and enjoying it all the more for continuing. Then it happened, I could feel his cock getting harder and swelling, his thrusts got more vigorous before he exploded deep in my pussy. I lost count of how many spasms, but he kept pounding me without pausing for breath and my third orgasm overwhelmed me and kept going as he still kept pounding me, mercilessly, exactly as I had asked for.


All good things come to an end sooner or later, so we both wound down, his cock lost its turgor and slipped out of my pussy. We clung to each other like teenage lovers and savoured the moment as long as possible. We snuggled, kissed and relaxed for a few minutes, waiting for our second wind and the urge for more. We rolled over so I was on top for a while, until he gave me a nudge, meaning he wanted to eat out his own cream pie. Well, who was I to object?


I climbed up and sat on his face and he got to work on my cum-covered pussy. It was heavenly as I sat there holding his head up closer. It’s a very practical point if both are to enjoy the act and the head is heavy making prolonged lifting quite tiring, and I couldn’t have that. I also pushed in a folded pillow under his head to give his mission sustainability. I rolled from orgasm to orgasm but enough of my pleasure, it was time to give some in return, so I swivelled round into a 69 and swallowed his cock, covered in cum and pussy juice, in one.


That was so much better. It’s a beautiful cock, just over seven inches, nothing excessive, and unlike Rob’s it was uncut. I had him where I wanted him for the moment and we were both enjoying it. Time for a little pace; slow down, tease and torment each other for a while before we rutted again.


He asked me what I wanted next, “Fuck me, doggy fashion, and then we’ll ring the changes.” I moved into position on the middle of the bed and paused for a moment while he rummaged in the small bag he had placed beside the bed. What was he getting I wondered? I grinned as I saw him slip on a frenulum ring with six round balls that he placed under his cock so my G-spot got the most benefit and he slipped his cock into my open and sloppy pussy. I hadn’t enjoyed the ring the first time it entered me but after a few minutes I was on cloud nine and wanting more and now I want some, every time we meet.


As we moved from doggy to cowgirl and through the Kamasutra. Oh, it was an orgasmic rollercoaster and went on for over an hour until we were both spent. Even Barbarella would have been satisfied.


If either of us was a smoker, this would have been the time to light up. Instead, we had a quick shower together in the on-suite, soaped each other up and down and petted heavily as we went. When we heard Rob call from down stairs, “Supper’s ready,” we put on some clothes and went down for supper.


Oysters and trimmings, white wine, followed by fillet steak and then apple pie and ice cream with fresh home-grown apples from the garden. Adam was reluctant to drink as he was driving but readily accepted Rob’s invitation to stay for the night and extend my hall pass until morning. With that issue dealt with, we all relaxed, enjoyed some more wine and then after dinner drinks.


We all had flying speed now so Adam and I chatted discretely while Rob cleared the table. Adam made to help him but I had got his attention with a hand under the table fondling his package. It seems I was not discrete enough or the pair of them had conspired earlier; they had plans of their own for the second helping.


Would it be strip jack naked or strip poker for three? No, the boys had conspired quietly in the kitchen while I was being waited on hand and foot. The plan was my favourite foreplay, a scented bath by candle light and male attention followed by a sensuous massage by four hands and who knows what after that. That’s the kind of low calorie second helping I can’t refuse, and it maintains my figure.


While I sat back in the sofa, enjoying an after-supper coffee and brandy, Rob slipped up stairs and prepared the bath as we always like it for these occasions and then I went up to the master bedroom and got into something more comfortable, a silky, short kimono. By the time I arrived in the bathroom my two attendants were naked and ready to serve my every need.


I put my brandy glass down and as I undid the kimono two hands gently lifted it off my shoulders and slipped it off altogether. I felt a naked male torso touching my back; he put his arms around me, gave me a gentle hug and whispered in my ear, “I’m going to do my best to pleasure you tonight, then I’ll leave you and Adam together for the night. I still love you every bit as much as the day we met.”


I looked round towards him and then turned to face Rob. We snuggling in close, our naked bodies held close together like the hot lovers we were and would still be if life was different. I leaned in and kissed him deeply, holding him tight while he felt my hips before they slipped over my mons and onto my pussy. I French kissed him and dropped a hand to feel his balls and cock while he played with me and we enjoyed the moment. Before we separated my pussy was wet again with anticipation as Rob fingered my pussy and thumbed my clitoris. Not to be left out, Adam was caressing my breasts from behind and flicking my nipples. It was a sensuous grope but we had to move on. Rob slipped his fingers out, licked the pussy juice off them and with a grin on his face he led me to the bath.


I lay in the bath sipping my brandy while Rob washed and caressed my top half but keeping my hair dry and Adam attend to the bottom half as I luxuriated. If it were a hot tub all three of us could have climbed in but I decided not to choose who joined me, that could happen later. As I stood up to get out of the bath a fresh, soft, warmed bath towel was placed over my shoulders and I stepped out of the bath. I was dried sensually by my male attendants and then led to the guest bedroom where Rob had spread an extra-large bath towel over the bed.


On the bedside table was a Bain Marie warming the baby oil ready for my four-hand massage. Ooooh, I was looking forward to this.


I lay face down on the bed, curled my hair away from my shoulders and got comfortable as my naked attendants oiled their hands and set to work. Rob began to massage my arms and shoulders as Adam worked on my feet and toes, and gave the toes a good sucking for good measure. I loved it and didn’t want him to stop but there were better things to come as his hands moved on. As Rob finished my arms, he teased me with gentle strokes down my back and tickles in the arm pit but now he was giving me deep massage to my back and pelvis, something I always enjoy with him. As I rolled over, I knew that my pussy was wet with anticipation.


My mind wandered as I thought what role model should I take if I were a sex goddess? I didn’t fancy Cleopatra - asses milk was not for me, neither was the asp with which she met her end, and besides, she was a mere mortal. Should I be a German Freya, a Roman Venus, a Greek Aphrodite or Hedone? Aphrodite, I think suits me best.


While I was far away in my revere my attendants had switched places, Adam was giving my breasts a most sensuous massage and was kissing my nipples as well. I made eye contact with him and smiled and whispered, “That’s heavenly, don’t stop.” He smiled back, “Don’t worry, I won’t.” Then I slipped a hand over to his cock and gripped it firmly, not that he was going anywhere, but I had his attention. He didn’t have a full hard on but he was clearly getting aroused.


Rob was working his way upwards from my calves, massaging my thighs and his fingers were already making preparatory strokes closer and closer to my pussy, so I opened my legs a little, eagerly waiting for the next move of his hands. Gradually he moved closer and closer and then he touched the outer lips, first one side and then the other. Gently up and down, up and down before he parted them and continued with the inner lips. I was really enjoying this, it was so much better with more hands, and more cocks to hold on to.


He stroked my love button and returned to the lips and returned again for a little longer before he slipped a finger into my well-relaxed and wet pussy. I moaned in appreciation as he also thumbed my button and he continued this for a while, with me getting closer and closer to orgasm. Adam continued his administrations, my nipples were erect like organ stops and getting very sensitive, but I was loving it. Adam was also loving my attention to his cock which was dripping precum so I was able to wank him to full erection but not make him cum. That would have to wait; I love it deep in my pussy best of all, but swallow is good, too, as is all over my face and breasts.


Something had changed lower down. Rob had spread my legs gently and was about to eat me. He licked and kissed the lips from outer to inner and got to work on my love button, flicking it and the ring from side to side with his tongue while giving my G-spot some attention as well with his finger. He was really getting to me now. I put my other hand on his head, guiding him where I wanted him to go most and also to ease some of the over sensitive areas, I was enjoying everything my men were doing to me too much to blow now and have to stop.


I wanked Adam slowly and played with his balls and then I turned my head and took his cock into my mouth, I licked his precum off and began some reciprocation. He slowly face-fucked me as he continued his work with renewed zeal. This was getting good, very good.


We continued for a few more minutes and then I resolved to go nuclear. “I’m ready. Fuck me, please, Adam. Fuck me now.” Adam had a quite word in Rob’s ear and I saw a big grin appear on his face. The eroticism, oysters, a wet and willing pussy and a blue pill had done the trick; he had a very usable hard on, one I had not seen or enjoyed for a long time. He needed no second invitation; Rob slipped his handsome cock into my pussy and gently slid it in deep, as deep as Adam ever manages, and proceeded to fuck me slowly and passionately. I held him close and caressed him until he whispered to me, “Suck off Adam again while I fuck you.”


Double penetration; that’s ticking the MMF box alright. As my husband and I re-consummated our lapsed union I sucked off Adam until he came all over my face. Rob had fucked me manfully and was about to cum but I beat him to it and that really made his day. Not only had he reclaimed his wife’s pussy, he had fucked her to mutual orgasm. Alas, he was now spent, but I held him close and gave him a great cummy kiss. He grinned as he wiped his face and whispered in my ear, “I love you. Let’s do that again some time, and soon. He’s yours for the night, I’ll reclaim you in the morning.” Then he slipped away to the shower and off to bed.


Our animal rutting was over. Adam and I made languid love for an hour or so longer, he penetrated me this way and that; he ate the cream pie he and Rob had made with relish and I worshipped his cock in my throat. We were both in heaven and fell asleep, spooned, until the early morning light woke us.


We enjoyed a close cuddle and had a final session, more of love making than a fuck - slow, tender, sensuous and enjoyable, giving us our first orgasms of the day. Adam said that he would have to be away by just after eight but before we got up to shower he asked me about our next meeting. “Do you have any unfulfilled sexual fantasies we could enjoy together? We’re doing the hot wife and bull and having a great time. We have done MMF with Rob and I really think that was good for Rob to enjoy every bit as much as for us, so we might do that again some time. Should we team up with another couple and swap and swing if you and Rob are cool with that? Should we try a little light bondage or role play?”


I thought about that for a moment or two. “Adam, this meeting has been absolutely wonderful. I’ve lost count of how many orgasms I’ve had with both of you and it has put Rob very much at ease with our arrangement. You are and have never been a threat to him but it has given him a new spark to life. I hope that we will be able to fuck and make love again, and soon. It has also ticked off a few bucket-list items.”


“Would I like another MMF? Yes, most certainly, with Rob or a third party. We could investigate that. A foursome swap has potential, too, but I have no bi feelings so FFM is not on my list, at least at present. Once we have gone that far a swingers club might be fun for a date, even a session in a Red Room, if Rob approves. After that I’ll give some thought to a gangbang. Do you know of any good clubs nearby?”


I went on, “I think I’m going to try some Ben Wa balls to improve my pelvic muscles. I’d like to be able to grip your cock tighter when its deep inside and keep it there longer after we fuck.”


Adam interrupted my flow, “Would you like a remote-controlled vibrating Ben Wa ball? Rob could get you into training, torment you with the controller as a warm up for my next visit?” I grinned, “Yes, and a dildo to match or exceed your cock and his. One thing I won’t be trying is anything anal for me or you, so you have no fear of being pegged one night. And I’m not into pain or watersports, but you know that anyway.”


“Well, that’s plenty of food for thought. I’d better be getting on; I’ve got to get to work. Can I use the shower first?” said Adam. He gave me a wet kiss and then was off into the shower. I would shower later. I would see him off so I needed to get dressed, at least enough to distract any nosy parkers.


Rob was still asleep when Adam was dressed so he crept down the stairs quietly, was out the door and gave me a quick wave as he started the car. We will be meeting again, next Friday, here, for another marathon overnight session with my two men.


I climbed upstairs and cast off my clothes into the laundry basket before diving into the shower. I dried myself off and then, still naked, slipped into bed beside Rob and started giving him a hand job. It was beginning to work as Rob roused, he opened his eyes and looked at me. “Did you have a good time, lover?” I looked into his eyes, and stroked his head, “Oh yes. Let’s make some fun of our own now you have a morning woody in the making. Do you have any more of those blue pills?”


Anne

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