This is the story of my first foray into the world of hotwifery. I admittedly didn’t know much about the lifestyle until I ventured in, and this experience indirectly led me to my current situation with Ava. I’m also excited to share a sexy bit of audio from this encounter.

I’ve always been a bit of an exhibitionist, especially back when I was super fit. From the time I began dabbling in Craigslist personals to initializing a Fetlife account to my first NSFW reddit posts… I’ll admit I got off on the attention. A couple years ago I moved from a pretty rough area of the country to the middle of Mormondom. I heard rumors that swinging was big in Utah (a holdover from polygamy, perhaps?) and I was intrigued. I joined a MFM as 3rd back in college and had a lot of fun with it, and thought it might be exciting to see what my new state might offer.

I found the local naughty subreddits and tested the waters with a few risque posts. I got a few bites about meeting up but not many that seemed like a good fit.

One day I had a message from the man in a MF couple. He and his wife wanted to explore hotwifing and would I be interested in being their first? He sent me her snap and she and I began talking.

We exchanged a few photos, and she was gorgeous. Late 20s, and she looks like a dark haired Jennifer Aniston. Piercing blue eyes. Same nose and mouth. Face maybe slightly more narrow.

She teased me with lingerie pics. Skimpy string bras that barely covered her nips. She had a body like Mrs. Incredible. Slender up top with medium boobs and curvaceous ass and legs. Yet not a bit of wasted flesh. She spent a lot of time working out and I’d wager never skipped leg day. I’m more of a boob guy, to be honest, but the sculpting of her ass was not lost on me.

We made plans to meet. They wanted to skip the coffee/bar meetup, and I felt comfortable enough with them to agree. I drove up to their place one hot summer evening after work to pick her up. We were going to drive around and get comfortable with each other while hubby put their toddler to bed. After he gave us the green light we would come back, go to their basement guest bedroom and fuck each other’s brains out while he hung out upstairs.

They were also looking for an ongoing thing, so at least we were all on the same page in that regard.

I pulled up to their house. It was late evening but the sun was just beginning to set with the long summer days. They had a nice place. Typical Utah suburb new construction. She emerged from their front door and made her way to my truck. I tried to keep my cool as she looked every bit as good as the pics she sent. She wore a simple fitted tank top with yoga pants and somehow made it look elegant. The soft glow of the setting sun made her blue eyes pop against her tan skin.

We exchanged greetings as she climbed casually into my truck. “You look absolutely beautiful. Even better than your pics, and that’s saying something.”

“Thanks, you don’t look so bad yourself,” she responded, glancing at me from the corner of her eye. The smell of fresh soap filled the truck as she settled in. “Where are we headed?” I asked as I began to roll down her street.

“Hmm there’s new construction right around the few blocks over. We might find a quiet place to park.”

Conversation flowed easily. She didn’t seem nervous at all. I found she liked talking about her kid, so I generally kept things going around that topic. We drove lazily through the neighborhoods and were soon passing through rows of not yet completed houses. Dusty lots crammed with plywood-on-frame structures. I found a street that appeared deserted and parked in front of one such lot, leaving the engine on for AC.

We continued chatting, but apparently the kiddo was resisting our plan for an easy bedtime. 30 minutes stretched by and we still hadn’t received the all clear. The sun had set and a peaceful darkness was descending on the neighborhood.

I decided we could at least get warmed up in the truck, but I wanted to be sure she was still feeling it.

“Can I kiss you?” I asked.

“Of course!”

I slid across the bench seat and leaned into her. She was a very soft kisser. Soft lips, soft tongue. Slow at first while we tested the chemistry. I felt the sparks flying as we got more comfortable with each other. I began feeling up her sexy toned body. Running my hands up her legs, tummy, tits. I nibbled her ear and neck. Slid my hands under her top and felt her smooth skin. Her top came off and she unbuttoned my shirt. Her hands rested on my bare chest a moment before dropping lower. She wore a simple soft black bra that lacked any sort of cups. Her nipples poked through the thin fabric. I ran my hands up her legs again and this time let them graze her pussy. There was heat and desire in her eyes.

I pushed the thin bra up and over her tits and took a moment to admire them. I’d wager they’re in the B range with a really beautiful, perky shape. Smaller nipples that poked towards me seemingly in anticipation.

I took one in my mouth and rolled it between my tongue and lips. She gasped and dropped her head back, closing her eyes.

She was still in my passenger seat. I thought about moving to the rear bench, but opted to drop the recline back all the way and see how that went. I climbed over her and lowered my chest to hers to feel our skin make contact. A long, deep kiss, and then I began to kiss down her neck, chest, stomach. I wanted her anticipation building of where my kisses were headed.

I knelt between her legs and she raised her hips while I peeled the yoga pants off her body. I kissed up her thigh and grabbed at the fabric of the simple black panties that hugged her hips. Those were soon on the floor as well.

It was fairly dark by this point, but I could see her pussy was completely bare. I kissed up her thigh again and brushed my nose near her pussy lips. She smelled so clean. I licked all around her and sucked a lip into my mouth. She tried to shimmy her clit to my tongue in frustration, but I denied her for the moment. I looked up into her eyes before finally licking from the bottom of her slit to her clit. Her juices were delicious on my tongue.

“Your tongue is so soft!” she breathed.

Her clit was large and easy to find. It had swelled but remained soft to my touch. I warmed her up with long, slow strokes with a flat tongue up her slit. I teased her clit each time, but let my tongue spend most of its time exploring each fold and reveling in her taste. I stroked her clit from various directions and noted her response. Bottom to top, side to side, swirl, opposite side to side, quick flick, slow soft lick, etc etc. Her breathing was becoming more ragged and moans louder. Her breathy voice made me rock hard.

I began to focus more on her clit. I sucked her into my mouth and stroked her with my tongue while my lips held suction. Her moaning intensified.

“You… are so… good at that.” She sounded genuinely surprised.

She pulled out her phone and tried to capture me between her legs devouring her sweet pussy. The video was too dark, but she sent it to hubby anyway so he could hear the pleasure her bull was giving her. Later she sent me the video as well. You can listen here. Her voice really does it for me.

I didn’t stop. Soon I felt her tensing up and her moaning increased. I locked onto her clit and continued the exact strokes she appeared to like.

“Just… like… that. Don’t stop!!” Her orgasm crested with my tongue on her clit. She momentarily tried to push me away, but I grabbed her ass, pulled her into me and kept my mouth over pussy until she had come all the way back down.

“I need your cock in me now…” It was a mix of a demand and pleading.

I slipped on a condom and slid into her sopping wet pussy. We locked lips while she adjusted to me inside her. Her juices were all over my face, but she tongued my mouth deeply anyway.

We were both quite turned on and our fucking quickly reached a heated pace. We had clearly given up on the guest bedroom, but the positioning on the front seat was working out. She had ridden up the seat back a bit and I had plenty of leverage and access. She could spread her legs and wrap them around me while I pumped her married pussy.

I sucked on her boobs and neck and mouth while we fucked. She called her husband and let him listen to us fucking in the dark on a deserted street less than a mile away. He didn’t say a word but just listened to the sounds of our bodies clapping and our moans blending together.

Finally I felt myself getting close. I warned her and she asked me to stay in her. My own orgasm built and I slammed hard into her while pumping the condom full of my seed. She hit end on the call while our mouths found each other once more.

We dressed and I drove her back. I had to admit this was different than any other hookup I’d had to that point. I was turned on knowing she was married to another man but wanted my cock inside her. I didn’t worry about developing feelings for her or vice versa. I dropped her off at her place and watched as she walked her well-eaten and well-fucked pussy back to her husband.

They invited me back a short time later but I had a conflict. We tried a few other times to nail down dates but for one reason or another things didn’t line up. I stopped hearing from them, and then she started posting stories that implied they were splitting up. I was bummed for them. I stayed loosely in touch with her for awhile, hoping to see her again, but it’s never happened. Probably won’t at this point. Still, she gave me a hell of a first time in the lifestyle, and I think I’m hooked.