Lots of you loved reading all about my ultimate fantasy and many of you offered to come and fulfill my fantasy by being my repairman for the afternoon and I thank you for that, it really made me wet knowing how eager some of you were to help me.
For those of you asking, the reason my friend didn’t actually get involved is that we aren’t swingers, we were just three horny friends, wanting to get off and one thing lead to another.
“Fuck,” I groaned, rummaging through our beach bag. “We forgot the sunscreen, of all things.” Darrin clicked his tongue. “Aw, damn. I might be okay, but with you and your fair skin, I’m not sure you’ll survive the afternoon.”
Hello my wonderful friends!
He loves seeing me satisfied sexually and I’m not complaining, it allows me to explore my fantasies and most importantly; other men.
I’ve always been shy about the whole sharing thing and I wouldn’t call myself a hotwife.
Well, despite the intimate questions there was something we didn’t entirely tell you and that was that my husband likes to share me with other men.
Willow however, is the type of person you would break lockdown for. She is a firecracker, a wet dream, someone you think about late at night when you’re trying to get to sleep. She is like a nymph from another dimension, she is amazing.
This happened on the day of my return from my tour in Iraq. After spending so much time without privacy, sleeping on the hard ground, and being in constant danger, home sounded like heaven and I was so ready to get there. There aren’t many things that could help a soldier with being homesick, but having someone who’s waiting for me helped a lot.
My girlfriend didn’t want me to finish inside of her, she wanted to go down on me, something she hadn’t done for quite some time.
