I sometimes hint (primarily on Instagram) at the “female led” aspect of my relationship with my husband. It wasn’t something that we decided on consciously, and it usually only applies to the sexual aspect of our relationship. But sometimes, where there are unusual circumstances, it crosses over into our daily lives. Allow me to explain.
I have almost unlimited power in choosing my lovers and the timing of my dates. I also can dictate other slightly less significant things as well, like having hubby be the camera man for a bull who wants a little souvenir video of our encounter. And hubby also knows that he’s responsible for keeping my pussy groomed to my bull’s preference, which almost always means a pre-date touch up (which sometimes a bull will want video of as well). He’s become quite the pussy shaver if any of my female followers need a hand with their prep work lol. And, as he did yesterday after work, he might sometimes be required to make an emergency trip to Victoria’s Secret to pick up a pretty new pair of date panties for my bull to see me in, if even only briefly.
But these days, I’ve sort of also been taking charge of how he deals with his boss in his professional life as well. For two reasons. First off, Raef has been an absolute bully who is exercising an extraordinarily amount of abusive dominance over my significantly more timid husband, which for awhile was really pissingg me off. It’s in these types of instances where a more dominant wife may need to step in to help her husband navigate these trickier waters. So I have gently maneuvered myself into position to fully pacify my husband’s bully. And I actually think I’ve managed things quite well up to this point. For instance, bringing Raef into the fold at our club has definitely softened his stance toward my husband as of late. But even so, I think that there’s still some work left to do where this particular bully’s concerned.
The problem with Raef is my motives may be somewhat blurred. Obviously I want my husband to be in good standing with his superiors at work, because what’s good for him professionally obviously also benefits me and our family. But if I’m being completely honest, helping hubby with his career is only about half of what I want out of this. The endgame, as you’ve probably concluded on your own, is getting my husband’s boss in between my married legs. Because only when I’ve converted him from my husband’s bully into my bull will my mission truly be complete. And one thing this little wife definitely knows how to pacify is a bull.
But as always, there has to be a fucking wrinkle. The one here is Sanja. I actually really like her. A lot, in fact. So I have to figure out a way to do this that won’t threaten my blossoming friendship with her. There will be no going behind her back.
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My appointment today with my doctor Jessica was a routine visit. I have to admit, now that we’re friends, putting my feet in the stirrups and letting her examine what she knows to be some pretty promiscuous married pussy is sort of awkward. I would describe it as a cross between your best friend in college who knew every single one of your filthy, slutty secrets with your dental hygienist who’s always scolding you for neglecting to floss.
Anyway, she rode me pretty hard today about the risks I’m taking by not using condoms, from the risk of getting pregnant again to the whole range of potential STDs that my alpha bulls are probably carrying around.
Once again, I told her to chill the fuck out. Condoms are a non-starter. And while I’m definitely not taking precautions to prevent a pregnancy, I’m certainly not actively trying to get myself pregnant. And secondly, I reminded doctor buzzkill that I also demand routine testing from my bulls, without which they don’t get to have my little married pussy bare. That last part was pretty much an exact quote.
And then, with a huge mischievous grin on my face, I told her about my plans to m33t Matthew this coming weekend. My feet were still in the stirrups and all I can say is thank god for the pint of KY jelly, because I could literally feel my pussy start to swell like it does when I get super wet. Just telling her about my date was getting me hot as fuck.
But the look on her face that I got after I confessed that I was a few days away from getting fucked by a sexy y0ung bull has me wondering if maybe she was getting a little wet too.
And right afterward, she told me that her husband was leaving for three weeks in September. Which makes me think my little doctor friend is ready to party.
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This was a text earlier today from hubby.
When your husband absolutely loves to watch you doing something like this for gorgeous y0unger men, then it means the two of you are totally meant to be together lol.
My husband still has misgivings about some of the things that turn him on. Being a “cuck” isn’t something that he planned or ever even consciously wanted. I think in his heart, he’d way rather be a bull. But there’s no denying how incredibly aroused he gets when I give my mouth and pussy to other men. So, fortunately for him, he happened to fall in love in love with his soulmate. Because I love everything about him and our crazy life.
When an attractive older woman ultimately makes the choice to take a bull on the side, it’s only seems common sense to me that she’s going to choose a y0unger, fitter man than her husband. But for some reason I get the same question over and over again. Why do you prefer younger guys so much?
So I thought I’d try and explain it one more time. For me, the answer boils down to mostly one thing. Sex drive.
High levels of testosterone turns men into complete sexual barbarians. And younger men have it. . And with it comes the raging level of need that makes my pussy absolutely drip for them.
I can’t really explain it any other way. Being fucked like a total slut by a crazed animal is just what gets me off. Especially when hubby’s on hand to see it. And a guy my age or older generally can’t bring that level of energy. .
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I know it’s late here in Chicago but I wanted to say goodnight to all you sexy hotwife lovers. I appreciate you being here. I’m absolutely horny as fuck. I think I’ll ask Jessica if it’s normal to be this horny ALL the time. My poor hubby. Lol. I met a new single guy that moved in a few doors down tonight. I’m sure he has no idea what to think about me. He’s a sweetheart, which makes me all the more ready to sink my claws into him. I think I’ll feel him out, so to speak, and see what his relationship status is.
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Been chatting a little today off and on with Sanja. I want to make plans again with her and Raef sooooooo bad, but I’m afraid I’ll look like a needy creeper if I suggest something too soon lol. So I need to play this cool. I simply can’t afford to scare her off until I’ve gotten a chance to confirm my suspicions first hand about the length and thickness of Raef’s baby maker.
Plus, I genuinely like her, which I can’t say about that many people in my circle. Hopefully she feels the same.
I’d love to give a private showing of theses breasts to Sanja and Raef. Hubby would lose his mind. Pushing the envelope is my specialty.
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Today’s pool day with Sanja and Jessica was soooooooo much fun. I’m still a little tipsy, so forgive me if I slur my writing lol. Anyway, word quickly spread that Sanja arrived with Raef, so she became immediately both respected and despised by all of the other pool hens. I could tell that Janet in particular seemed to be the most affected by her presence. But all of that’s a story for another day.
As it turns out, Sanja lives in Winnetka, which is a pretty posh suburb on the north shore. And, just as I suspected, she’s currently married, but she’s been separated from her husband since November of last year. He does something related to futures on interest rates or equity indexes, or some crazy shit like that. I couldn’t really follow any of it. But the crazy part of the story is that he caught her having an affair with a pretty well known and recently retired Chicago Bear who happened to work out at the same gym as her. She said that the sex was off the charts amazing, but that he got super possessive of her almost immediately, and even started having her followed. One night when her husband was away on business, they got pretty wasted and things turned super weird. He broke down and begged her to leave her husband. He even threatened to kill himself if she didn’t. The joke of all of this is that he’s 22 years younger than she is and he’s already married. To a stunningly gorgeous former model no less, who literally scheduled a meeting with her husband for the sole purpose of throwing her slutty ass under the bus. Apparently, he was fucking about 6 other women at the same he was railing Sanja 3 or 4 times a week. All of this was pretty devastating to Sanja. She said that she was actually in the process of ending the affair when his wife blew up her marriage, and she never would have even dreamt of leaving her husband.
But she did admit to hooking up with him two more times after getting busted. The dick on this psychotic stud was apparently just that worth it. And it was a carelessly placed dirty thong from one of those meeetups that ultimately led to her separation.
Sanja didn’t really give me a satisfying answer when I asked her how she and Raef met, so I’m guessing there’s probably something scandalous about that story too. Seems to be how she rolls.
Meanwhile, poor Jessica said very little today, but I could tell that she was clearly in awe of Sanja. I joked that Sanja could probably stand to have Jes take a look at her cooter, after her little extramarital adventure with the All Pro douchebag. We all laughed.
Sanja is supremely cool. I hope we stay friends. And I’m no lesbian, that’s for certain, but I honestly don’t think I’d mind being more than just friends with her. 😋
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If you follow me on IG, you probably know that I went to a dinner party this past weekend hosted by my husband’s boss. It was mostly uneventful, except for Raef’s date for the evening. She was a stunning woman of Croatian decent who I would estimate is roughly my age. Her family emigrated to the U.S. when she was 13 years old, and she has the most delicious accent I’ve ever heard. We have a lot in common and by the end of the evening we were completely bonded.
Interestingly, the only thing Croatian women are more renown for than their beauty is their propensity to marry for money. Along with their off the charts libidinous that they satisfy with hordes of y0unger lovers.
I didn’t see a wedding band on her finger, but I have a strong suspicion she has a very wealthy and very unsuspecting older husband out there somewhere who satisfies all her material needs. And my guess is Raef is more than up to the task of handling the physical.
More to come on this for sure.
Secret date story - Part 2
So I’ve tentatively promised my husband that there will be no more going behind his back with my ex-bull, Matthew. But there is a stipulation attached to my promise, which is that he has to agree to let me start seeing him at least once a month. Any guesses as to which time of the month it will be?
The problem my husband has with Matt is that he’s almost too perfect for me. Y0ung, witty, successful, in waaaay better shape than hubby, and hung like an absolute mule (swoon). But I explained it like this to my husband. Matt has zero intention of settling down right now. He’s getting way too much ass from both single and married women to even dream of it. And when he finally does, he certainly isn’t going to do it with some middle aged slut.
And women my age know exactly how y0ung bulls are anyway. Plus, we’ve learned how to compartmentalize our needs at this point. And we need bulls for two very specific things, which are their big cocks to fill us like our husbands can’t, and their high sex drives that match our own. So the bottom line is there is zero chance that I’m ever going to allow myself to fall for Matt from an emotional standpoint. But that definitely doesn’t mean I don’t want to fall onto a bed and spread my legs for him.
If given the opportunity, I would do that every chance I get. But I’m willing to compromise and settle for the one time of the month I need him the most😁
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So, as many of you have probably gathered already, I sometimes just can’t help myself once I’ve gotten a thought in my head. These days, I keep teasing my husband about his boss, Raef, and I can’t stop for some reason. Yesterday I asked him if Raef had made any comments to him about my large breasts. He got a pretty decent view of them at the pool last weekend, and he totally seems like the kind of guy who would rib my husband about his wife showing off her big tits to everyone. I was more than just a little disappointed when he said that the subject of my boobs hadn’t come up yet.
On Tuesday night, while hubby was in between my legs, I asked him if he thought that Raef would enjoy a blow job from me. I told him that if he thought it might result in his boss taking it a little easier on him at work, I’d definitely be willing to jump on that grenade for him. After all, wives are supposed to be supportive of their husbands’ careers, I said, and if that means swallowing a huge load for Raef from time to time, it would be the least that I could do for my sweet hubby.
All of this has sort of resulted in me becoming a little too fixated on the whole idea. Yesterday in fact, I actually masturbated (at work, no less 😱) thinking about being on my knees for Raef with my husband in the room. In my fantasy, I was very eagerly attending to Raef with my mouth in his office wearing nothing but a tiny white thong panty. As usual, sucking on a rock hard alpha cock had my little panties soaked completely through, which my poor hubby could not avoid noticing when Raef ordered him to remove them for him. I felt so bad in my fantasy being that wet for my husband’s boss. It was a little embarrassing in fact, but I certainly can’t control the kind men that my pussy goes for. And my hubby should definitely know that about me by now, especially in my masturbation fantasies.
Anyway, I think I might write out a longer version of this for my patreon page. The thoughts that make me wet in real life usually also make for pretty good stories.
Had a gathering with with an old boyfriend today. Sent hubs these vids to let him know what my old bull flame was going to be enjoying . It drove him nuts. My insta posts today are what I wore for him to drop on the floor. He definitely did not skip a beat when it came to knowing how to please me. Trust me, my husband loved it. He was in agreement of the meeting and let’s just say he enjoyed it afterward too.
Yesterday was a long day. My husband golfed again in the morning and then came home and spent a couple of hours working in our yard. By the time we crawled into bed last night, I could tell he was pretty beat. The problem was, I wasn’t. I’d spent some time texting with a potential new bull yesterday and I was horny as fucked. So when the lights went out, I snuggled up to him seductively, slipped my hand underneath the waist band of his boxers and gently started stroking his soft penis. No response from him whatsoever. At all. Nothing I was doing was even remotely coming close to giving him an erection. After several minutes, he sheepishly tried removing my hand as he apologized and told me that he was just too tired to get it up. But I wasn’t giving up that easily and kept a firm grip on him. I could tell that he felt bad for disappointing me. He even generously offered to give me oral while he fucked me with one of my dildos, which I thought was actually pretty sweet of him.
But oral simply wasn’t going to cut it. And from my frustration was born a devious thought. As I continued to hold his penis firm in my grip, I told him it was okay and that I totally understood, but then I added (playfully, of course) “maybe I should call Raef over. I bet he’d be able to get his big dick hard for me tonight. I bet he’s always ready to get his cock wet when some horny slut’s throwing her pussy at him. And if he comes over, you can watch how a real man bends your sexy wife over and makes her moan like his whore.” It was a total low blow, and I admittedly regretted going there almost as soon I’d said it.
He didn’t say one word in response. There was nothing but dead silence. But I continued stroking him as I lay there pondering my next move, which was likely going to be an apology for goofing around about something that’s obviously a very real and sensitive subject with him. Until, that is I felt him begin to grow ever so slightly in my hand. Taking that as a sign, and definitely not wanting to miss my opportunity, I doubled down.
“I bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you sweetheart? Seeing your wife put her soft ass up for your boss and letting him plant his seed deep in my pussy. I bet you’d love it even more if he ordered you to clean me up when he was finished with me, wouldn’t you. I mean, he bosses you around at work after all, why wouldn’t he also boss you around in our bedroom?” My voice was low and commanding and my delivery was slow and deliberate. I paused between every sentence to let my words soak themselves fully into his mind.
And low and behold, my hubby was fully erect! So I crawled on top of him and eased my soaked cunt down his shaft. With my hands on his chest, I rode my husband hard, grinding my clit into him until we both climaxed together, which is something that rarely happens. It was just what I needed. I crawled off of my husband without saying another word and drifted off to sleep immediately.
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Here are a couple of pictures of what my pussy looks like when I’m ovulating. My hubby can’t keep his mouth off of it when I get like this. Which is fine by me because it’s absolutely crazy how my libido just shoots through the fucking roof at that point of the month. The third picture is what my fertile pussy looks like when my bull Connor deposits his load in it.
Since my pregnancy scare at the end of last year, I’ve been a pretty frequent visitor at my OBGYN’s office. My last appointment was this past Tuesday, and it was all pretty routine until she brought up the question of birth control. I haven’t been on any form of it since my husband’s vasectomy after the birth of our youngest daughter. And frankly, for the past five years or so I just sort of figure it wasn’t really much of a necessity at my age anyway.
But then (as most of you know) I ended up getting pregnant by my y0ung military bull Connor, which definitely had me pretty twisted up psychologically for a while. Carrying Connor’s baby was the best feeling in the world, and my husband, after going through a bit of a rough patch, turned out to be supportive of me having the baby. I was on cloud nine. Until, that is, I lost the baby in January.
As additional background, my OBGYN is in her mid to late 30’s and has a manner about herself that makes her extremely easy to talk to. In a lot of ways, she’s just like one of my girlfriends. We even belong to the same club. And she actually knows everything there is to know about my “marital situation.” In fact, she even knows that the baby wasn’t my husband’s. I’ve even confided in her about aspects of our lifestyle that have no medical relevance whatsoever. Like, for instance, my insatiable need for lovers that are y0unger, fitter and larger where it counts for baby making purposes. And we’ve definitely giggled about some things together that I’m certain our husbands would not appreciate.
In any event, she indicated to me that my lab results suggest that I won’t be starting menopause anytime soon. So she very soberly emphasized to me that, if I’m going to continue to have unprotected intercourse with virile y0ung men that culminates with “internal male climax” (as she put it), it’s definitely advisable for me to get back onto some form of birth control. “Otherwise,” she said “you’re very likely to be getting yourself into trouble again” (and we giggled).
Then I thanked her for her advice, and told her that trouble just might be my middle name.
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On the subject of things I might do after a couple of drinks at a pool party. But only if there’s a super cute guy to do it for.
The right combination of alcohol, sunshine and bare tits is a powerful aphrodisiac for me.
Hey! Holy freaking hot Tuesday!! If you saw my Instagram post you know I skipped out of work early today. Can’t put on a hot new little bikini without sharing with my fans. I may do a little topless sunbathing on the DL. 😈
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