Hotwife/Slutwife captions and fantasies

That 3 day conference, turned into a full-on fuck fest. He fucked her 11 times.

Since then, she did have to travel to his home office location for 1 night. Since he lived there, he had limited time. He did stop by her room for a quick fuck, and said he would stop by in the AM to send her home properly (but he couldn't).

She did recently meet him for one evening of fun, while at a customer location. He fucked her 3 times, and she became too sore for a 4th.
My gf travels for work, almost weekly. She has a vast territory she covers and attends large, national industry conferences a few times each year. I just accepted & assumed long ago that she is having sex with other men, some married, long ago .... it took the uncertainty & jealousy out of it to the point where it's actually a turn-on thinking about what she may be doing.
 
I suppose this is as good a place to post this, as any ..... and every word of it is true ....

So, if you've read any of my previous posts on this topic, you'll know that I have this strong and recurring fantasy of my gf occasionally reverting to the somewhat "slutty" (as I type that, it occurs to me that being "somewhat slutty" is a bit like being "somewhat pregnant" ... you either are, or you are not ... ) behavior she was living when we first met.

If you've read my earlier posts, you'll know that after years of my bringing it up during sex, with her participating in the fantasy pillow talk. She informed me, in no uncertain terms, that she was tired of me bringing it up and it was never going to happen.

I accepted her proclamation and over the next several weeks I suppressed my "go-to" fantasy and actually began to question my thought process; why I would desire such a thing ....

I should add that a couple of years ago I had gifted her a Lovense Lush vibrator for Valentine's Day after her trusty Rabbit vibe gave up the ghost ... I had read about them & watched videos of women having powerful orgasms using them. She loved it❣️ But she left it in a hotel room when we were traveling on a business trip together. So I replaced it with another ..... which she also left in a hotel room on another recent trip. 🙄

That was in October. Soooo, guess what I got her as a stocking-stuffer for X-mas? Right. A new one. There was not much fanfare upon opening it in front of the fireplace that day and it was set aside on the coffee table, among the other gifts ...

It was two days later when I asked her whether or not she'd like to try it out. She said something about it needing to be charged. I informed her that I planned ahead and had charged it before wrapping it .... 😈

She looked it, looked at & smiled at me and took it upstairs to the bedroom. I stayed behind, wanting to give her a few minutes to get settled in, thinking I'd join in after she'd gotten into it.

Several minutes later I began to hear soft moaning coming from upstairs. I silently climbed the stairs and peeked into the master bedroom .... there she was, completely naked, legs spread, knees bent, with her head tilted back, eyes closed. She'd set the vibe mode to random and as the device alternated between settings, her body would shift and her now-louder moans and sighs would signal the pleasure she was experiencing.

I was conflicted. Should I join in, or let her build to the solo orgasm I could see coming on ... I backed away, certain that she had not seen or heard me. My cock was rock hard. As I stood in the hallway outside the room I could now only hear the sexual tension building in the room just feet away.

Then the inevitable happened, I began to envision her in that room, on her back with another man on top of her. Driving his thick hard cock into her hungry pussy, her willingly thrusting her hips upward to receive his penetration, his big balls slapping her asshole, his ass muscles flexing as he plowed deep, bouncing that big mushroom head off or her cervix and her wanton desire that he keep fucking her until he dumped his load of cum into her cheating cunt.

By now I was jacking my hard dick, listening to her rising passion and having these filthy thoughts as I eavesdropped on her fucking this imaginary stud ... I envisioned her having the same exact desires as I jacked off to her sighs and moans .... I could tell from all the other times I've made her cum, that she was there. In that moment, as I heard her climax, picturing what had taken her over the edge, I began to cum too. Really cum. Big gobs of sperm shooting a couple of feet and splatting audibly on the carpeted floor below my feet.

It was fucking great. And I realized that I'd taken another step in my private journey .....
 
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