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How to prepare for your first Hotwife date

"There’s something unbelievably erotic about my husband watching me get ready to go and have sex with another man..."

I’ve found there’s something unbelievably erotic about my husband watching me get ready to go and have sex with another man. It’s hard to explain... but when it feels that good, we don’t question it!"

Trust me when I tell you there’s nothing quite like the prep for a Hotwife night; if done right, it’s an experience for all the senses. By the time your date night rolls around, the hard work - finding the guy, the initial chats and messages, vibe-check, carving out the time, etc - is usually all done, so now it’s time to relax and enjoy. Here’s your step-by-step guide to preparing for your first Hotwife date…

1. Talk before you walk (into the bedroom)

Before doing anything else, it’s important to take some time to align with your partner. A big part of the fun of your first Hotwife night is the flirting and fantasising the two of you share in the run-up, so weave in plenty of this, along with open and honest conversations about both of your expectations, fears, and boundaries.

Discuss desires: what excites you both about this dynamic?

Establish clear boundaries: what are your non-negotiables on the night? Be sure these have been discussed with your ‘third’ so there are no surprises. Is anal off the cards? Do you prefer rough - think hair-pulling and spanking - or something more sensual? Also make sure the subject of safe sex is an early conversation.

Set the rules: will your partner be present, or are you going solo? Will you check in via messages, and how often? Will you send photos and videos during, or film to show him later?

Reconnection: How and when will you debrief together? The reconnection is a huge part of it (more on this later).

While it might sound like a lot of housekeeping in the run-up, it actually doesn't feel that way as you're having these conversations during sexy times; chatting over a glass of wine, getting horny together in bed, etc. Just remember, if any boundaries are discussed at the end of the night whilst horny or drunk, it's important to sober-check them in the clear light of day! I promise you, clear boundaries enhance the sexiness. They’re the secret to you being able to relax on the night and enjoy yourself.

2. Get ready like a Goddess...

...because that’s exactly what you are on that night!

Getting ready for a Hotwife night is the ultimate in sensual self-care practice. Think of it as a time to indulge yourself - self care with a spark. And while I'm sure it's different for everyone, in our experience we've found it can be a very sexy time for both you and your partner. J loves watching me rub moisturer into my skin, spritz on perfume, and slide into lingerie, knowing I’m heading off for a night as a Hotwife. And I’ve found there’s something unbelievably erotic about my husband watching me get ready to go and have sex with another man. It’s hard to explain... but when it feels that good, we don’t question it!

Carve out time: you don’t want to rush this, particularly the first time when you’re likely feeling quite nervous. This time is your gift to yourself, so don’t short-change it.

Get clean to get dirty: run a bath with scents you love, put some music on and relax.

Treat yourself: do whatever makes you feel like you at your absolute best; get your hair and nails done, throw on a little tan the night before, and buy some beautiful lingerie that makes you feel incredible.

Feel and smell incredible: imagine his hands and mouth on you as you’re getting ready. Moisturise every inch of your body, and follow up with your favourite perfume.

Get in the mood: light some candles, maybe some incense too, and have some music playing while you’re getting ready. Personally I have a playlist for just such an occasion filled with music designed to get me feeling goddess-ready. My favourite tracks are Lose Control, Pony, Dangerous Woman, and Beyonce’s sexy remix of Crazy in Love. Oooh I can feel my skin tingling already…

Remember this is your moment to utterly indulge in your power, your beauty, your sexiness, and get completely in-tune with your desires.

3. What’s in your Hotwife bag?

There are a few essentials you’re not going to want to be without. Personally I never head out on a Hotwife date without the following:

Touch-ups: lipstick/gloss and any other makeup bits or perfume you may need for a quick touch-up

Safety first: condoms and lube - the guy will likely bring his own condoms, but I never like to assume and always go prepared

Freshen up: mints or gum, to freshen up, especially if you’ve met for drinks first.

Charge it up: phone charger - always ensure your phone is fully charged before you step out the door, but having a charger with you is a good idea, whether it’s for sending messages and videos back home (which can drain your battery first) or calling a taxi at the end of the night.

On the occasions where we’ve hosted a Hotwife night at a hotel, we like to go the extra mile and ensure the room feels as sexy as possible. That includes making sure there’s good lighting in the room, along with music playing - and yes we have our playlist all ready to go - and some drinks. Don't forget the water, as well as the wine. You're likely to be working up a sweat, so you'll need hydration to hand. We also, personally, like to get a couple of cameras set-up and ready to record the action, provided that’s been pre-agreed with the guy. A little extra tip, I like to stash lingerie and any extra bits I might need in the bathroom, so that I can disappear and get ready discreetly, rather than starting to rummage through cases and bags while he's in the room.

4. Reconnecting and reflecting

Trust me when I tell you that the afterglow of your first Hotwife experience is just as important as the build-up, so ensure you’re both clear on this.

Experience has taught us that, on the night itself, our focus is mainly on the incredibly hot reclaim sex, with just a little debrief, as it’s usually late and we’re often exhausted by the time we’re laid in each other’s arms. Then the next day we like to debrief fully over breakfast, but you have to find what works for you. A few important points though:

Reclaiming each other: this is one of the best parts of the whole experience, that moment when you come back together and take each other back. Your husband will want to get his hands on his Hotwife and remind her that ‘this is home.’ As the Hotwife, there’s a true eroticism in being reclaimed, in being taken back, and - if your husband is anything like J - he’s going to want to hear some of the juiciest details of your night while he’s fucking you deeply...

Talk about it: as I said, we prefer to leave the bulk of this to the next day, to save falling asleep on the details, but make sure you’re ready to share what felt amazing, what turned you on, and what - if anything - you would change the next time. Details will be so important - and erotic - to your partner, especially if he wasn't there. If you're not planning to debrief immediately, it might be worth making a few notes on your phone so you don't forget important details.

Aftercare: especially your first time, but as a matter of course, extra affection for both of you is needed, so take plenty of time to touch and cuddle, as well as enjoying the hot post-experience sex.

Ah, the idea of a vacation—a time to unwind, recharge, and indulge in pleasures that everyday life often doesn’t allow. But what if your holiday could be more than just a time to rest? What if it could be a playground for your most intimate fantasies, a stage where the ultimate act of service and love plays out?

Picture this: a fantasy vacation where your devoted husband isn’t just your travel companion but the architect of an unforgettable experience, where he meticulously plans every detail—not just the resort and the destination, but even a man (or men) who will be there to please you. Yes, my beautiful friends, we’re talking about the hotwife vacation, the ultimate expression of devotion, adoration, and a beautiful sacrifice that brings you closer together than ever before.

Let’s start with why this kind of vacation can be such a powerful and transformative experience for a hotwife couple. When your husband takes on the responsibility of planning this fantasy getaway, he’s doing more than just booking flights and accommodations. He’s orchestrating a scenario where he puts your pleasure and desires at the very center, offering himself up in the most vulnerable, loving way possible.

Imagine the excitement, the anticipation that builds as he researches the perfect resort, searches for the most exotic or secluded destinations, and even reaches out to other men who could join in on your shared fantasy. It’s an act that requires trust, communication, and a deep understanding of each other’s desires—a perfect recipe for strengthening the bond between you two.

Choosing the Perfect Destination

Let’s talk about destinations, shall we? The location you choose sets the tone for the entire experience. Do you crave the serenity of a tropical island where you can lounge by the beach, the sun kissing your skin as your husband ensures every need is met? Or perhaps you prefer the thrill of a bustling city, where the anonymity and excitement of new surroundings heighten the intensity of your encounters.

If I were planning this I’d probably lean towards a luxurious, all-inclusive resort—think private beaches, five-star service, and an adults-only atmosphere. Somewhere like Mexico’s Riviera Maya or the Maldives, where the backdrop is as breathtaking as the fantasies we’re about to explore.

A resort with plenty of private spaces, perhaps even a private villa, allows for the intimacy needed to connect with each other and the men who are invited into your world. The setting itself should make you feel like a queen, where every detail is designed to heighten your pleasure and relaxation.

Finding the Perfect Men

Now, let’s get to the juicy part—finding the right men to join your hotwife vacation. This is where your husband’s role as a devoted partner shines brightest. Selecting men for this experience isn’t just about physical attributes (though those certainly play a part). It’s about finding individuals who respect the dynamic of your relationship, understand the boundaries, and share the same enthusiasm for making your experience unforgettable.

Kev and I have had a few experiences where we’ve invited others into our relationship, and it’s always been important to us that these men not only meet my physical desires but also understand the emotional and psychological aspects of what we’re doing. We’re not just looking for a fling; we’re creating a shared experience that deepens our connection.

Your husband might start by reaching out to potential bulls—those confident, respectful men who take pleasure in pleasing a strong woman like you. He might use online communities or even discreet apps to find the right matches. The key is communication; you should be involved in the process, providing feedback, and sharing your preferences. After all, this is about your pleasure, and you deserve nothing less than the best.

Or your husband might take it upon himself to invite your boyfriend or bull to join you. Such a beautiful, selfless gesture, knowing that he is reaching out to the man who would fulfill my desires in a way only he could. The beauty of a trusted man with Kev respectfully stepping back to let my bull take the lead would be an unforgettable experience that would deepen our connection and bring our cuckold dynamic into sharp, exhilarating focus.

Planning Every Detail

When it comes to planning a hotwife vacation, the devil is in the details. Your husband’s task is to think of everything—from the flight itinerary to the activities you’ll enjoy together. Will you have a romantic dinner just the two of you before your playtime begins? Maybe a spa day where he pampers you, followed by an evening where you indulge in your wildest fantasies?

He might even go as far as arranging private encounters with the men he’s selected, ensuring that everything is set up to your liking. Imagine arriving at your resort, where everything is planned down to the finest detail—private dinners, romantic walks on the beach, and then, of course, the main event.

The beauty of this experience is in the way it combines fantasy with reality. You get to live out your desires in a controlled, consensual environment where everyone involved knows their role. Your husband’s role as the planner, the orchestrator, and the one who ensures everything runs smoothly is what makes this vacation truly special. It’s not just about you being with other men; it’s about him creating a situation where you can connect, explore, and deepen your relationship.

The Connection

Some might wonder, how does a vacation like this bring a couple closer? Isn’t the idea of your husband watching you with another man a source of jealousy or resentment? Not at all, my darlings! For a couple like us, this is an act of love, trust, and intimacy that few others can understand.

When Kev watches me with another man, he’s not just a passive observer. He’s fully engaged in the experience, connected to me through every touch, every glance, every moment of pleasure. It’s a profound way to explore our relationship dynamics, where he can express his love and devotion by putting my desires first.

For many cuckold couples, the act of sharing the wife with another man is deeply erotic, but it’s also emotionally bonding. It’s about knowing that your husband loves you so much that he’s willing to sacrifice his own desires to fulfill yours. It’s about trust—knowing that no matter who else is involved, the bond between you two remains unbreakable.

Creating Memories

The memories you create on a hotwife vacation are unlike any other. You’ll come home with more than just a tan and some souvenirs; you’ll return with shared experiences that have strengthened your relationship. The anticipation, the excitement, the planning, and the fulfillment of your fantasies all contribute to a deeper connection.

When Kev and I returned from our last adventure, we found that the experience had brought us even closer. We spent hours reminiscing about the moments we shared, the way we both felt, and how it had impacted our relationship. It was more than just a vacation; it was a turning point that allowed us to explore new depths of our love and commitment to each other.

For us, and for many couples like us, a hotwife vacation is the ultimate expression of our unique dynamic. It’s a way to celebrate our relationship, indulge in our fantasies, and create lasting memories that we can cherish for years to come.

Reflecting on the Experience

Once the vacation is over and you’ve returned to your everyday life, it’s important to take the time to reflect on the experience together. Talk about what you loved, what surprised you, and how it made you feel. This is a great opportunity for growth as a couple, as you both process the emotions and experiences you’ve shared.

A hotwife vacation isn’t for everyone, but for those couples who thrive on this dynamic, it can be an incredibly rewarding and transformative experience. It’s about more than just physical pleasure; it’s about deepening your emotional connection, exploring your fantasies, and celebrating the unique bond you share.

If you’re considering a hotwife vacation, start by having an open and honest conversation with your partner. Discuss your desires, your boundaries, and what you both hope to gain from the experience. Remember, this is about creating a shared fantasy that brings you closer together, so communication is key. Consider a shorter, weekend vacation rather than a long getaway to ensure that you leave space for emotional baggage that will likely pop up along the way.

I had imagined it many times and I really wanted it. The idea had always been in my head, something Miriam and I had often talked about, but we had never really acted on it. But here I was, my heart pounding, my hands sweating, watching my wife flirt with a man who exuded confidence and virility. We planned it all together. Miriam confessed to me that she had made up her mind and wanted to fulfill her fantasy, one night, her voice trembling as she described how she wanted to have sex with another man while I watched. It shocked me how much I wanted it and I wanted to see her sexy, uninhibited, wanted by someone else. So we set our boundaries: a full night of threesome, and I had to be there the whole time, I could take pictures and film and join in towards the end.

Now I was in a bar in a semi-dark hotel, in a city not far from where I lived, here we met the guy, selected by me and then chosen by Miriam. Miriam is sitting next to Jimy, a tall man with broad shoulders, with a soft voice and a smile that attracts all the eyes in the bar. Miriam's short, low-cut black dress hugs her curves, her hair is beautifully styled, her lips painted in a shade of red that she never wears for anyone other than me, except today. She looks at me excitedly, seeking my approval. I nod, giving her a wide smile. I am impatient and excited in equal measure. Jimy leans down taking advantage of the darkness in the bar, his hand sliding down Miriam's leg, she moans the sound being so light that I almost miss it. My heart beats fast as I watch her knees part for him, her hand lightly touching his. I see her trembling, but I also see the spark in her eyes the thrill we both have been waiting for. After a few glasses of wine, Jimy stands up and asks us “are you ready?”, his gaze fixed on Miriam.

Miriam bites her lip and looks back at me. “Yes,” she whispers. We ride the elevator together, the air heavy with tension. Miriam clings to my hand, her fingers frozen, but she doesn’t let go of Jimy as he places a soothing hand on her back. Our penthouse apartment is on the top floor, the city lights twinkle below us, we reach the door, I open it, Jimy walks in first, then Miriam, then me. I close the door behind us, feeling like we’ve just crossed over into another world, this guy is about to have sex with my wife and I want this more than I can say. He pulls the zipper of her dress down, letting it fall to the floor. She shivers, only in her bra, high heels, and black lace panties, her skin glistening in the city lights. Jimy's hands caress her body, cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, making her moan. The guy sits on the bed, pulling Miriam onto his lap, who straddles him, her breathing quickens. He kisses her neck, her cheek, kisses her hands all over. She rocks on him, moaning softly, her head thrown back.

I can't take my eyes off them as I start filming, my penis throbbing, caught in the clothespin, I quickly undress and I'm left in a loose apron. Jimy looks up at Miriam. "Do you really want to do this?" She nods, her voice trembling. "Yes, I want to." He smiles and slides her panties down one leg, then takes them off and throws them on the bed. Miriam hesitates a moment, then reaches back, unbuttons her bra and lets it fall to the floor. She's naked, exposed, but ready and more beautiful than I've ever seen her. Jimy stands up and quickly undresses. His penis is big, darker and already hard. Miriam stops, looks at me as if to reassure her, and I give her a shaky smile. "I love you," I whisper. She smiles back at me. “I love you too.” Jimy lays her on the bed on her back, spreading her legs wide. He kneels between her legs, his hands gripping her hips. He lowers his head and begins to lick her, slow and deep. Miriam screams, clutching the sheets with her hands, lifting her hips to meet his mouth.

I watch her fascinated as Jimy brings her closer and closer to orgasm. She is almost never this loud with me, never this casual, she tells him not to stop, in a hoarse voice. Finally Miriam has a devastating orgasm that shakes her whole body, Jimy rises to his knees approaching her with his penis, Miriam grabs it with her hand and briefly embraces the head with her lips so that it immediately effectively disappears into her eager mouth. The effect of Miriam's expert mouth on Jimy's penis is instantaneous, it makes strange sounds simultaneously with her grasping the head and increasing the rhythm, then feeling that he is about to ejaculate he withdrew and positioned himself between her legs ready to penetrate her, he touches the tip of his penis to the lips of her red pussy with desire, then he presses gently inside her, slowly and deeply, filling her completely. Miriam moans, her nails digging into his back. I stand next to them, filming with my hands clenched on my phone, my penis aching with excitement, watching another man penetrate my wife for the first time. The sight is overwhelming, her face is red, her body trembles as Jimy penetrates her slowly and then harder.

He whispers in her ear, words I can't hear, but whatever he says makes her moan and tense her hips with each thrust, making the headboard of the bed hit the wall. I can't resist anymore, I move my penis closer to Miriam's mouth, who blushes and with a look full of gratitude, takes it gently between her lips and then deeper and deeper into her mouth the way I like it, in the rhythm of Jimy's thrusts. At one point, Miriam's eyes meet mine, big and shining with pleasure, feeling very aroused, she took her penis out of her mouth for a moment and said "Eric, look at me, this is for you too. Don't finish now, I want you both to cum on my breasts at the end, I want hot waves of cum everywhere, the way you like it" I nodded, unable to move or say anything, lost at the sight of her complete surrender. She finished unexpectedly with a scream, her whole body shaking. Jimy doesn't stop he continues tirelessly, pushing her through wave after wave of orgasms. He turns her over, putting her on her knees and hands, she looks back at me, her hair tousled and her mouth gaping that grabs my penis again making it disappear into her sex-hungry mouth. Jimy grabs her hips, quickly moving in and out of her. The sound of sex filled the room.

Miriam screams again, rolling her eyes. Jimy moans, thrusts once, twice, then sinks deep, then comes out trembling while Miriam quickly rises to her knees just in time when jets from inside his penis shoot out powerfully over Miriam's breasts, neck, face and hair, without being able to control the direction. Immediately, without needing any other stimulation than the visual one, other waves of sperm shoot out of my penis, following the same instinctive path, covering Jimy's sperm on Miriam's breasts and face. With trembling bodies and penises, we approach Miriam, who licks their shiny heads one by one, then takes them together in her mouth so that the final moment is total. We collapse together, sweaty and breathless. Miriam buries her face in the pillow, her body shining with sperm, still trembling. Jimy rolls onto his back, looking at me. "She's incredible," he says in a hoarse voice. "It's rare to find a woman like her, and when it comes to oral sex, she's better than a professional."

I nod as the guy gets dressed and leaves, saying, “You two are something else entirely, a truly special couple. If you ever want to do this again… you know how to find me,” I swallow hard at the thought of another date like this and thank my wife and I for the treasure I have. My wife just let another man have sex with her right in front of me, and I can honestly say I’ve never felt closer to her than I do now. After a few minutes, Miriam looks up, extending her hand toward me. “Come here,” she whispers. I crawl onto the bed, taking her in my arms. She's still shaking, her breasts are shiny and slippery from Jimy's and mine's cum, her face is shiny from the same thing, I gently wipe her face with the back of my hand and kiss her, slowly and deeply, tasting her lips with a slight taste of cum "will it be mine, will it be the guy's?" what else matters being my wife's lips is a wonderful and accepted taste. I also kiss her face everywhere where I've spread my cum and where the taste feels stronger, as proof of the respect I have for her and for what she's done for her but also for me. "I can't believe I did this," she whispers.

I stroke her hair, which also has small traces of our love, telling her, “You were amazing. I’ve never been so horny in my life, I honestly think you’re made for this.” Miriam blushes, hiding her face in my chest. We lie together, embraced and exhausted, watching the city lights fade as dawn creeps through the slowly, slowly dissipating darkness. I hold my wife close, knowing that we’ve crossed a line I never thought we could cross, but also knowing that we’ve made it and that we’re stronger for it. For the first time, I truly realize how much I want to see her sexually fulfilled, how much I love sharing her pleasure. Tonight has changed everything. And somehow, I know it won’t be the last.

I love you, my dear!

I met all my new friends who had gathered here today at various parties over the last few years, and so I felt like a similar party might be the place to share this news… and a request.

My husband and I had been skipping out on some of the recent parties as we had been trying to get pregnant. However, after almost a year of trying what seemed like non-stop, we went to the doctor and realized while I could have kids, my husband couldn't. But we both still really wanted kids.

We looked at various options, and all were expensive, which led to our alternate plan, the one we laid out before the group.

"We love and respect each of you here," I said.

"And that's what we feel like we can ask this… if not a unique favor."

Everyone was watching us, wondering what was going on.

"We'd like you to help me get pregnant."

"Me?" asked Bob.

"Yes… no… well, yes, but all of you," I said, looking around the room.

I looked around the room and watched as the couples all realized what I was asking of them.

"You mean you want…"

I just nodded at the wife.

"I've already been off the pill for over a year, which is why… well," I nodded over to the condoms. We all practice safe sex, after all… I did mention that, right?

Did I forget to mention that this wasn't a normal party, but a swingers' party. Something that was basically an orgy… oh, I guess I forgot to mention that this request was made by my husband and I, while we were both naked, surrounded by our naked friends. We had had sex with all of them at some point, and most of them today… but now, well, now we were asking for something much more intimate.

One of the girls looked at my husband. "And you're OK with this?"

He nodded. "Of course. I mean, I'm used to sharing her with everyone here, just like we all share one another. Instead of a risky gang bang, like we did for your birthday last year, when we collectively fill her up, the goal will be to knock her up."

My husband was smiling at the idea. He wanted to be a dad just as much as I wanted to be a mom. And if someone else knocked me up, then he was okay with that. He would still think of it as his kid, just as if we had adopted.

"Are you sure, man?"

He smiled and nodded. "I love watching my wife getting fucked… now, I'll get to be there with her getting knocked up, even if I'm not the one putting a baby in her."

It would be the first time he had watched another man empty his seed into me, but it would be the first time someone was trying to get me "knocked up."

"But we just finished," one of the guys said. "I don't know if we'd have enough to…"

I raised my hand. "Not today," I said. "While I appreciate your enthusiasm, this is a different thing than our normal play, so talk it over with your spouses, maybe each other, and let us know. Next weekend is the best time for me to get pregnant," I said, so we thought about hosting another party then, if it's okay with you all."

We normally only met once every month or two, depending on who could get sitters, work schedules, etc. Two weeks back to back, while it seems like fun, is a bit much.

With that, everyone left, and my husband held me, knowing there would be no going back at this point.

We eagerly awaited the next party. It was set to start at noon on Saturday, and we weren't sure who would, or wouldn't, be there to help with our unique request. We even asked a few people who were part of our group but weren't there last week.

I was pacing the floor when the clock struck noon, and no one had arrived yet. Every self-doubt I had ran through my head until I heard a knock. A knock meant someone had answered my call. I ran to the door and threw it open, and that's where I found… everyone.

Everyone of my friends I had asked was there, and I couldn't help but gather them up in a group hug, not that I could get my arms around eight couples, but still.

We all rushed inside. Many had brought some adult beverages, not that I needed any. I never did, but it was always fun to participate.

My husband started a video on our big screen TV. In 86", larger than real life, I like to joke, was one of those European gang bang videos where the girl is going to get knocked up by two dozen guys… and now it was my turn, although not quite that many guys. Luckily, I knew most of them could go several rounds with me because they've done so previously.

My husband led me to a bed we had brought down just for this occasion. He then moved to strip me naked, not that it took much. I wasn't wearing a bra or panties… I never do on a party day, unless it's part of the theme for the party. But today, the only theme was knock the slut up.

I was smiling the whole time, especially when my friends suggested my husband go first. "You never know, all that competition might make his swimmers work extra hard," one of the wives said.

With everyone agreeing, my husband stripped from the waist down, pulled my legs off the edge of the bed, then rapidly fucked me in front of our friends. Normally, when we get together, the rule is no spouses… so I realized this was the first time many of them had seen my husband fuck me.

I smiled even more at that, as he unleashed his seed deep into my womb. Here's hoping, I thought.

"OK, boys, now that he's shown you how to do it, who's next?"

The boys all drew numbers and started to strip. While their wives would work to get them hard with a handy blowjob or a hand job, they all saved the good stuff for me. 

"Here come the babies," the first guy said as he shot his load deep into me.

"No, I've got the babies," the second guy said, taking his place. "I've been saving myself for today, so you'll get a full load."

"Maybe you'll both knock her up. Twins from different daddies, what will the nurses say?" the second guy's wife said.

"What a lucky bitch," someone offered, which generated a laugh from everyone. 

They weren't wrong; I would be lucky, whether I got one or half a dozen from my friends, I wouldn't care.

With my legs up, each guy fucked me fast and hard, and buried his cock deep in my cunt before unleashing his baby batter.

I knew each guy knocked a little out of the one before him, but with eight guys loads in me after just a half hour, I knew I had to be pregnant, right?

While everyone worked to recover from the hard fucking, I laid back, making sure a little cum leaked out of me as possible.

The wives had all watched. My husband had been playing with some of them in addition to them revving up their husbands. However, they had mostly gone unsatisfied, at least compared to me. And while we were more into sex for a purpose than sex for fun, now was a time to change that.

"Are you done, or do you want more?" One wife asked.

"Well, if we want to make sure," her husband suggested. I guess he liked fucking me without a condom, as did everyone else. And I get it, it feels better for us girls too.

"Well, then I think we need to have our own fun," she suggested. "And I know you won't complain. Ever wanted to get knocked up while having a threesome?" She raised her eyebrow at me, and I knew what she meant.

"Well, while we wait for the guys," I said, offering the ladies my husband.

He went from playing and just making out, to licking each of them, till they came. It took some time, but not as long as you might have expected. He's got a wonderful tongue and I've made sure he learned how to use it properly by signing his name on each lovely lady's pussy.

With his face covered in their cum, they all lined up and bent over the counter. He was given thirty seconds with each of them before he had to move on to the next. The one he came in, would be whose husband I fuck first, for a second time today that is.

My husband had been fairly turned on himself. He loves playing with women, a common problem he had in his younger years until we got together, and I suggested it was okay if we did it together, and/or swapped with her partner. Then he just gets to do it as often, but with my blessing.

So with him being turned on, he held out for the first three lovely pussies he got to sample, but as he grabbed onto the fourth, he was done, and soon he was shooting his load into her.

She walked over to the bed I was sitting on and helped me lie down as she climbed onto the bed. There she climbed over my face where I got to work on eating her used pussy, while her husband fucked me for a second time.

"That's it, baby, fuck her," she said. "Fuck her good. Give her all your babies," she teased, as she shook her hips, making sure I got all of her husband's cum.

The next couple wanted to change things up, and now I was on my knees. The wife got in front of me and spread her legs nice and wide so her husband could fuck me doggy style. With each thrust, my tongue went further and further into her pussy till she was cumming all over my face.

Her husband grabbed my hips and held me deep as he shot his load deep into my womb. He slapped my ass, which nearly made me cum.

The next couple used the same position, and I was eating her pussy as well, while her husband made sure to fuck me nice and hard. He was fucking well past sloppy seconds, and I was just sloppy wet for him. With being opened by a bunch of dicks before, and coated with their cum, he was able to last a good long time, but not before his wife came a second time on my tongue.

I stood up as his wife released my hair, which she had grabbed as she was cumming, wanting to keep me there.

"I think I need a drink," I said, looking down at my red knees. Each of the guys fucked me a second time while I ate out their wives. And while they were focused on knocking me up, I was also focused on pleasing their wives, and each of them came all over my face. I was covered in their cum.

My husband was also called upon to continue eating out some of them if they wanted more, which he was happy to do. The only thing I think he likes more than fucking pussy is eating it, and he had a buffet set up for him.

As the last of our friends emptied his balls into me for a second time, I felt exhausted. This was more of a sprint than a marathon, like I was used to, and I was getting a little sore from all that pounding. Not that I didn't mind the occasional orgasm that came with it.

My husband pulled me onto the bed to be a little more comfortable, and I positioned myself to keep as much cum inside of me as possible.

I looked at the TV, and the third, or was it fourth, gang bang knock-up video was finishing. She looked as exhausted as I did, but that was fine with me. I had my own experience, and hopefully, I have my own little one now. 

And if not, with friends like these, I'm sure I could get another round of fun and fornicating. 

As I looked at my friend holding the camera, I knew I had my own video as well… well, another video of me being a dirty little slut. So even if I don't get knocked up, it wasn't for nothing, as I love watching those homemade videos, as do most of my friends, and getting another video out of another gang-bang, well that's just gold in my book.

As my friends surrounded me for a group selfie, I lay back, sore but pleased.

"Maybe we should come over tomorrow for part two, just to make sure you're properly knocked up."

I couldn't help but think that it would be fun if I could walk. "Everyone say 'Part Two Tomorrow'," and with that they smiled and laughed, and we got the cover for the video we wanted. Me naked, my pussy abused, in such a wonderful way, but swollen and red... and a bunch of naked guys surrounding me, just as it should be, I thought to myself.

My husband helped me off the bed as my friends were all dressing to leave. One of the wives came over to me, "You know, I was even hornier than normal when I was pregnant. I had to get laid at least once a day."

My husband, who was finding me my favorite silk robe, stopped cold in his tracks. "You get even hornier when you're preg…"

A couple of girls turned to him and nodded. He looked at me with his eyes wide.

"I think you scared him ladies. He's already doing me at least once a day, often multiple times, and I have to use a toy at least once in the afternoon… I think I might break him."

"Or, we could keep sending you our husbands if we don't feel like it," one lady suggested.

"Nah," they all said, laughing. 

"Although I knew a few ladies who would be like that…"

"Their husbands must suck in bed," another wife said. "Luckily, we don't have that problem."