I've read a few "how we started posts" and wanted to share my own. This is more MFM, but it's how we first started in the hotwife lifestyle. Names are changed for anonymity.

My wife, Jenn, and I have been together for 15 years. We were always communicative and open to new adventures/experiences.

Everyone believes they have the hottest wife, but Jenn has always turned heads. She has maintained the same athletic, toned figure she had when we first met in her early-twenties, and she has a conventionally attractive face.

Jenn loved dressing sexy when we went out, and I relished in the comments my friends would make and the subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) glances strangers would take. I was always excited, but didn't understand why I wasn't jealous of the attention other men would give her.

About 5 years into our relationship, Jenn started modeling on the side: glamour/boudoir, nude art, and eventually erotic. I always loved the thrill of helping her pick outfits, driving her to shoots, waiting in the car as she got naked in front of another person, her recounting all the details, seeing the final images, and knowing that other guys would eventually be jacking off to her photos.

The modeling led to camming. She would spend a few evenings every week in a chatroom with a ton of strangers. I would join and quietly observe. She would flirt, flash, get naked, masturbate. I enjoyed reading some of the comments about the dirty things they would love to do with her. We would always discuss our favorite comments and end the night with insanely good sex.

This continued for a couple years until life took over, and modeling and camming stopped. We started talking about bringing in a potential third. Jenn thought I would want a MFF, but I was always attracted to the idea of a MFM. The thought of her with another man made me horny. Really horny.

These discussions continued until about 2 years ago. I started reading about hotwifing and stag & vixen relationships, and the many websites/apps that could be used to set up encounters. We signed up for a couple of websites and apps, and were off to the races.

Almost immediately she was flooded with messages. We were very selective with the accounts we replied to, and always up front with our expectations and requirements.

The first person we chose to meet, Jay, was a great fit. He was not interested in a relationship, extremely health conscious, tested regularly, and well mannered/spoken. We met at a local plaza, chatted over a coffee, exchanged test results, and invited him back to our place.

We started in the kitchen. I was on one side of the island, offering Jay a drink, Jenn was standing next to him. He politely declined, but asked what we wanted from our first in-person encounter.

Jenn replied "we're all here for the same reason," and started kissing him.

I felt instant butterflies. My wife, in a short, grey, lace-up dress was making out with another man in front of me. Just like in the early stages of our relationship: excitement, and no jealousy.

She led both of us to the couch where she had us sit down. Jenn straddled Jay and continued kissing him, pulling his hands to her boobs. He played with them: squeezing, massaging, pulling. She started grinding harder on Jay and he pulled her dress over her head, making a comment about "no bra or panties..."

Jenn dropped to her knees, unbuckled his belt, and began pulling his jeans down. She motioned for me to do the same. Again, more butterflies. My naked wife kneeling in front of two naked men.

As soon as our pants were off, she immediately took his cock in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft while she stroked me. She must have had him close to the edge because he gasped "fuck" before picking her up and laying her beside me. Jay started licking her pussy and she turned her mouth to me. She sucked, bobbed and gagged on my cock as she let out muffled moans.

When Jay stood up, Jenn immediately turned her attention back to his cock. An amazing image: my petite wife kneeling in front of another man with his cock in her throat.

She looked up at him and said "I want you to fuck me." I think he was nervous at the time, because it caused a performance issue for Jay. He was extremely apologetic, but Jenn told him not to worry and continued sucking him.

Jenn pulled me behind her and I slid inside her pussy as she continued sucking Jay. He was hard again.

Absolute bliss. My wife, bouncing between two hard dicks.

Jay asked if she was ready, she gave a muffled "mhmm" and he came in her mouth. She let some of his cum drool onto her tits as she pulled me up and took me into her mouth. I couldn't believe how wet and warm it felt. I was so turned on that it only took a few pumps for me to cum as well.

Knowing I liked the image, Jenn drooled the remaining mix of Jay's cum, spit, and my cum onto her tits. I loved it. My wife covered in cum and smiling.

The experience was a huge turning point for our relationship. Jenn enjoyed the attention. I enjoyed her confidence and seeing her with another man. We've had many more experiences since then, but the first always sticks out as a favorite.