Hotwife Devotion

    I arrived home after work to an empty house, which I wasn’t expecting.  I found a handwritten note from Jason and a glass of red wine on the counter.  

“Enjoy the wine, I also started a bath for you and a surprise on the bed to change into after the bath.   I will be home in about an hour or so.  Love J.”

    On the bed was a Victoria’s Secret bag with a new matching panties and underwear.  He does not how to spoil me, I thought to myself.  On the bedroom television he had our personal porn videos playing.   I threw a bath bomb into the water, lit a joint and sipped my wine while soaking in the bathtub trying to imagine what my husband was planning on.

    Jason arrived home almost exactly at the hour mark.  I had been casually watching the videos while playing with my wand so I was already pretty excited.  He was so sexy looking standing in the door way to our bedroom.  He told me how beautiful I looked.  I let him know how wet I was and how much I wanted him now.  He just smirked and told me to be patient.  Jason went to our toy chest and pulled out my butt plug, he told me to bend over and inserted it.  Then Jason stood me up and kissed me passionately, telling me how much he loved me.   He kept teasing me and it was driving me insane.  Jason then pulled out a pair of soft cuffs and attached them to my wrists.  He hooked the cuffs to a rope that he attached the other side to the bolt on the ceiling.  Then Jason blindfolded me.   I was on my knees in front of him, blindfolded, my hands were handcuffed over my head and standing in my bra and panties with my butt plug stretching out my ass.   Without my sight, my other senses were on full alert.  I could hear Jason moving, feel him touch me lightly with his lips and fingers.  I was going completely insane, wanting him to stop teasing and take me when the doorbell rang.  Jason didn’t say a word but I knew he went to the door to check on who it was.   

    I could hear another man’s voice but it sounded like he was inside the house and it sounded like they were walking towards our bedroom.   I couldn’t recognize the voice but it was incredibly sexy.  My breath was shallow, nerves and anxiety were building but I was still unbelievably wet and turned on.   Jason spoke up, “Savannah, I would like to introduce you to my friend, Chase.”  

    The first thing I noticed was Chase’s cologne, how good he smelled.  I could feel him right in front of me, I couldn’t touch him but I sensed he was a huge guy.  I couldn’t place his accent at all which just added to the mysteriousness of the situation.  I could feel him as he leaned in and when he whispered in my ear his breath gave me goose bumps all up my neck.  “It is my pleasure to meet you Savannah, you are absolutely stunning!”  Chase then kissed my neck and I could feel his lips on me, very full, soft but firm lips.  He then kissed me on the lips, very gently, I could feel that he was cleanly shaved, I opened my lips inviting him to kiss me deeper and he gladly did.  My senses were on overload, on fire, I had no idea who was standing in front of me kissing me, whose strong muscular hand was on the back of my neck subtly telling me who was in charge.  I felt so vulnerable, how I wanted to bring my hands down and touch this stranger’s body.  Instead I was at his complete mercy.  I could hear the click of Jason’s camera as he captured the moment.  Chase was an amazing kisser and I didn’t want him to stop but he pulled away.  I could hear his belt unbuckling, his zipper on his pants.  I found myself holding my breath unconsciously in expectation.  With his one hand still on the back of my neck, Chase turned my head and I could feel the weight of his cock against my lips.  I slowly opened my lips, used my tongue on the underside of his head, tasting his precum.  His cock wasn’t fully hard as I started to suck on it but it was already bigger then several guys I had been with.  I could feel him growing in my mouth with every breath, every lick.  I tried to deep-throat him but found myself unable to get him all in.  He pulled me closer, I gagged as it got me deeper and I could feel his stomach with the top of my lip.  Chase moan deeply, “that’s a good girl, ah, that feels amazing”.  I found myself even more turned on as he held me tight against him with his cock deep down my throat.  His words of praise made me tingle and I craved to please him.  I started sucking with even more vigor, I wanted to show him how good I could be, to make Jason proud of how good I could be.  Chase had to pull me back and exclaimed “whoa, baby, slow down, I don’t wanna cum yet.  In fact baby, I need to taste you.”  

    Chase stood me up and had me lay down on the bed, my hands still cuffed above my head.  My senses were trying to take everything in.  Chases fingers expertly pulled my panties to the side, he gently rubbed my already exposed clit.  Chase’s tongue was the first thing I felt after his breath, I could hear how wet I was as Chase licked and sucked my pussy.  He inserted a finger or two as he devoured my clit.  He had me screaming in ecstasy.  I never heard or felt him but while Chase was fantastically going down on me, Jason had laid down next to me.  He told me how sexy I looked while Chase was pleasuring me, he told me how much he loved me, then kissed me.  Hearing my husband’s words, knowing they were genuine, feeling his mouth on mine while Chase fucked my pussy with my tongue – I came.  I came hard.  I had to beg them to give me a few moments to collect myself.  

    The break didn’t last long.  I felt a familiar cock on my lips begging for me to open my mouth.  I did, no sooner had I started sucking on Jason’s cock when I felt Chase’s cock, the tip entering my dripping pussy.  Chase had just the head in, he felt fully engorged and he began to slide more of him in me.  “Savannah, baby, you feel so unbelievable, I cannot believe how wet you are”.  Chase announced.  Jason was straddling my face letting his balls and shaft rest on my mouth, I licked his balls and ass but found I couldn’t concentrate as Chase wasn’t completely in yet.  His dick felt so big, I tried relaxing but it felt so damn good it made me twitch every time he went deeper.  Chase finally was fully in me.  I had forgotten that Jason had put my butt plug in that made it so much tighter.  Chase slowly, teasingly slow, pulled himself almost all the way out then slowly he thrust.  Chase was infuriating me with how he was teasing me, I wanted him to just fuck me, I wanted to feel him.  Then suddenly, without almost any notice, I squirted, at first I thought I was peeing but then the overwhelming rush of the orgasm hit.  “That’s it, that’s a good girl, baby”.  Chase praised me. Chase then started fucking me.  My husband’s cock was rock hard as I tried to be a good girl for him but the sensations that Chase was giving me overruled any other actions from me.   Jason told me how turned on he was watching me get fucked with such a huge dick. Chase’s balls were slapping against my ass hitting the plug which sent rolling waves of pleasure through me.  I could hear how wet I was, it felt amazing almost no friction.  Jason was stroking himself, I could feel his hand rubbing his dick, I could hear him moaning, and his precum was dripping onto my lips.  I asked Jason if he was close to coming.  “YES!” He grunted.  Chase was fucking me, his dick hitting my cervix, I had already lost count on how many mini tremors he brought me to.  “Do, it, sweetie! Please cum for me, cum on me I want to feel it.” I gasped to Jason.  Jason shortly grunted and I felt his hot cum hit my breasts, my neck, my chin and face.  Jason then placed his dick in my mouth and I sucked him hard.  Chase must have been aroused from watching as he gripped my legs tighter and his thrusts got even more powerful.  “Fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes.  Fuck me hard Chase!” I screamed.  “I’m going to cum baby doll, tell me where you want it.”  Jason spoke first, “cum on her.” – “NO, I interjected, I need to feel you cum in me, I want to feel your cum hit my cervix, cum for me Chase!” and I tried wrapping my legs around him to bring him tighter but I couldn’t overcome Chase’s strength.  Chase did as I asked and he came deep in me.  He unloaded what felt like weeks of built up cum, he kept cumming and kept thrusting.  I completely lost it and came again, cursing like a sailor in the process.  Chase collapsed on me, breathing deeply trying to catch his breath.  I could feel his still throbbing cock in me pulsing.  Jason kissed me deep, telling me how amazing that was.  Chase crawled up from between my legs and kissed me as well.  Telling me how mind-blowing this experience was for him.  Chase then kissed me one more time and left saying, “until we meet again.”

The fantasy of having a “Hotwife” is growing, in fact, research shows it is growing at a higher rate than a good majority of the other lifestyle alternatives, including the old staple of “swinging” and the modern “open relationship”.  Why is it that a fantasy that revolves around only one part of a relationship – the woman – going out and finding pleasure from another man more intriguing to an increasing number of men than going out and “getting some” for himself?  

Basic psychology tells us that men are highly competitive creatures.  They have a drive to compete with other males of the species for the best mate – this isn’t so much different than what happens in the animal kingdom.  Most men have an innate drive to compete with other men when it comes to the “best mate” or the “most attractive woman”.  With this being said, one of the reservations of most women who find out about their husband or partner’s Hotwife fantasy is that he is somehow “weaker” than the rest because he wants to give up his position as your only partner.  Is this really true, though?  Could the truth lie somewhere within today’s man’s loss of natural competition in everyday life, and a desire to maintain a level of competition after marriage or “monogamy”?  Is this weakness, or rather the ultimate confidence?  

Cuckholding aside, because this aspect of the fantasy requires a bit more in terms of a “woman led” relationship, and a bit more from the man in terms of a desire for mental sadomasochism, a good majority of men enjoy the idea that they have been able to “capture” the best mate and even when she’s out having amazing physical and emotional experiences with men who may have qualities that actually supersede their own – a better body, a larger cock, youth, more prowess in bed – their woman actually WANTS to come back to them at the end of the night.  While most Hotwife-Husbands do get some level of turn-on from the jealousy and the possibility that their Hotwife may actually be enjoying their dates more than they enjoy being “at home”, the overwhelming desire is the competition and the “win” in terms of having a wife who chooses them again and again even after being allowed to go out and have other men.  

As Hotwives, we may be the focus of the fantasy, but there is that deeper and more psychological desire of a man who, even after committing to one woman, is able to compete with other males sexually.  This is why the desire for “reclaiming” a Hotwife after a date is so strong – it’s actually been scientifically proven that men who are able to reclaim a partner after she has been with someone else have an increase in testosterone levels, which means stronger desire, more powerful erections, longer lasting erections, and an overall stronger sex drive.  So, what does this mean for us as Hotwives?

He Enjoys the Jealousy, Go with It

As women we’ve learned that inducing some jealousy can actually be a good thing when it comes to dating – before we’ve found our “person”.  We use our female prowess to keep the men who we are seeing guessing…why?  Because they seem more interested in us when it seems as though we may not be 100% there.  So, if this works in the dating world, why wouldn’t it work once we’re married? In contrast, women typically don’t respond as well, or in the same way to jealousy – we tend to worry, question, and sometimes shut down if we feel that he might be “just not that into us”.  Naturally, because of our own feelings on the matter, we tend to avoid making our men jealous once we’ve committed to them, because we, ourselves don’t want to feel as though we’re in constant competition with other, more attractive, sexier, younger, etc., women.  Why would we do something to the man that we love that we, ourselves, would hate?

For men, though, and especially those with Hotwife fantasies, jealousy is a big component and tool for us to keep our men hot and bothered.  Sometimes just the mere mention of being flirted with by that cute guy at our favorite restaurant, or our interest in the sexy personal trainer at the gym is enough to send our men into a sexual frenzy.  It doesn’t take a lot to feed the fantasy.  It’s not ALL about dates and recounting how well we got worked over in the bedroom (and how much we loved it), though that is the ultimate turn on for our men, it’s also about the little things – the mention of our interest in someone else, the sexy messages that we send to potential lovers or Bulls, the “tease” of how much we loved what our last Bull did for us and how much we’re looking forward to doing it again.  Remember, this ignites the “competition” element of things, which is natural for men.

The More You Enjoy it, the More He Enjoys it

You may be thinking, “But I’m doing it for him, I’m not doing it for myself” (a common theme by A LOT of Hotwives), but in reality, our men WANT us to enjoy our encounters. They want to hear about what this “other guy” did for or to is that sent us over the edge, and yes, they want to hear what we liked better about the “other guy”.  I know it seems crazy, because we don’t want to imagine our men, even if we did allow them to be with other women, thinking that their “others” were better, sexier, hotter or had something that we don’t.  That’s because we don’t have that “competition drive” like our men do.

Let’s face it, despite what our men tell us – “It’s all about your pleasure” or “I don’t get anything out of it unless you’re enjoying it, because I love you so much” – this isn’t some ultimate “unselfish” thing our men are doing for us.  These things come out of their mouths, but what they are really saying is “I want to know that you came three times while he was fucking you, and you STILL want to come home to me”.  It’s their kink, and we have to understand it.  

So, if you’ve actually taken the step into the world of Hotwifing, you’re going to have to learn how to properly tease your man into believing that, just maybe, your Bull was better than him in some ways.  Whenever you think “But I’m only doing it for him”, follow that us with “I’m doing it for him and he WANTS to know that I absolutely enjoyed it”.  Find some aspect of your encounter that was mind-blowing, and recount, in great detail exactly what it was that sent you over the edge.  This may require a little bit of embellishment, and that’s OKAY…trust me…embellishment is your friend in this situation.  Tell your man about your Bull’s amazing cock, how good if felt, how good he tasted, how fantastic he was at oral sex, etc.  These are the things that will ramp up that competition streak in your man and make him want to reclaim you with increased vigor and desire.  

The More You Want Someone Else, The More Your Man Wants You

Again, you’re playing on the competition and the teasing aspect of things here…  The more that you act as if you WANT to be a Hotwife, the more that your husband or partner is going to WANT you.  His desire for you is going to skyrocket, his sexual desire for you is going to make it so that he’s ready to chew his own leg off to get you back in bed.  I have experienced this firsthand many times…if I am completely honest about an “encounter” and admit to “D” that my Bull was lacking in some way, or I didn’t quite “get there”, he isn’t nearly as turned on as when I tell him about how amazing things were.  I don’t like or believe in lying, but I do advocate for being selective and stretching the truth…maybe your lover wasn’t the best at giving oral sex, but maybe he was an amazing kisser, so a good answer would be “he was amazing with his mouth” and leave the rest up for interpretation.  

We’re women.  We are strong and capable and we are smart.  And the truth is, this is a GAME we are playing for and with our husbands/partners, so we need to get our heads into the game. Furthermore, this is an intellectual game, and we need to use our intellects to get to where we want to be.  Where do we want to be?  We want to have a husband/partner who is absolutely drooling over us, believes we are the ultimate sexual goddess, and in is jealous enough to realize that in order to “compete” they will need to step up their own game in order to “keep” us satisfied – be that with amazing sex, extra romance, other rewards, or all of the above.  

Happy Hotwifing!