My Wife Became a Hotwife By Mistake Story

My Wife Became a Hotwife By Mistake is a Story of a horny friend fucking my wife savagely. And it all because of things that I exposed to both of them.

My Wife Became a Hotwife By Mistake

Looking back on what happened, I can see where I went wrong – all of the mistakes I made, all of the dumb things I said and did, and I realize how lucky I am.

My Wife Became a Hotwife By Mistake Story
My Wife Became a Hotwife By Mistake Story

My wife of sixteen years, Julie is a beautiful woman, tall and willowy with long red hair and the most amazing fiery green eyes that express every emotion, every feeling she has. I saw some of those feelings flash a warning at me the day that Don came over to visit, but I ignored them, and I learned a lesson about what happens to those that take their wives for granted.

First Mistake

A few months ago, I was looking at the Hot Wives Forum on the Net, when Julie walked in behind me without my noticing. That was my first mistake. She must have been watching for about five minutes as I posted and replied, before she made me jump, with the question “You enjoy that sort of thing, do you??” I stammered a reply, but she just turned and walked away. When I brought up the subject later, she just laughed and made a joke about men and their fantasies.

Second Mistake

One of the links from the HW Forum was to a site, where they sell the most amazing swimwear on the Net – very sexy, very revealing, (and so are the models). I bought Julie a two-piece suit for wearing around our pool. It was a semi-sheer thong, just a triangle at the bottom held by three thin straps. The top was made of two see-through triangles of cloth, held by a single strap top and bottom. It was very revealing but only suitable for wearing around our very secluded pool. Julie loved it. That was mistake number two.

It was about a month later that Don came over on Saturday, after having dropped his wife Terri at the hospital for another overnight stay. Terri was having a difficult pregnancy and her doctor was taking no chances. We had known Don and Terri for about three years, and though they were about seven or eight years younger than me, as was Julie, we enjoyed each other’s company very much.

We were sitting by the pool having a drink when Don arrived. As he opened the door in the wall that encloses our pool area, he called out “Put your clothes back on, you’ve got company.” Little did he know how close to the truth he was. Julie quickly grabbed my shirt from the back of the chair, slipped it on over her skimpy little outfit, and did up two buttons in the middle. Without missing a beat, she smiled and invited Don to sit down and relax.

As Julie opened a couple of beers for us, Don brought us up to date on Terri’s progress. She was now eight months and was in good condition, but she had had two scares. So the doctors were considering keeping her in hospital until the baby was born.

I commiserated with him and said that he must be feeling a great deal of stress with all the worry. However, it was his reply that started it all. He replied that, with the problems Terri was having, they hadn’t had sex for three months, and THAT was causing him stress!!

He went on to say “You know, I’m so horny I could bang a baboon’s bum bare-back!” Julie had just taken a gulp of her drink, and the thought of Don and the baboon made her lose it, coughing and spluttering with mirth. Don grabbed a towel and helped her clean up, getting a real eyeful as he did so, as my oversize shirt she was wearing had gaped open, and we could both clearly make out the curls of her pubic hair and the slit of her mound through the semi-sheer material of her thong panties. She quickly recovered her composure and pulled the shirt closed.

Don’s joke set the tone for the rest of the afternoon. I started to tease him mercilessly about blue balls, having a full bag, and how he’d need an extra-large jock strap to hold it all by the time Terri was ready for action again. Julie of course felt sorry for him and took his side in the banter over the table.

Don, on the other hand, was enjoying him immensely. He was giving as much as he got from me, and enjoying the attention he was getting from Julie, who kept the beers flowing. I could see him catching a peek at Julie every time she leaned over the table, as the shirt would fall away from her body, and he could see her breasts through the transparent material of her bikini top. Julie seemed quite unaware of the effect she was having.

I found Julie’s accidental flashing quite arousing, and realized that I had an erection under my swim trunks that I hoped wouldn’t be too obvious when I had to stand up to answer the call of nature.

The conversation returned to Don’s sexual frustration, and we started making outlandish suggestions as to how Don could deal with it, each suggestion getting more and more hilarious. And that’s when Don dropped the bombshell. In amongst the ludicrous suggestions, he just said “Rex, how about you just loan me, Julie, for the night. I promise to take real good care of her. You know, rreeeaaaalllll good care of her!!!” Then he laughed.

Third Mistake

Here’s where I made my next mistake (number 3). I laughed back at him and said “Sure, no problem. All you have to do is convince Julie.” And I laughed again. Julie blushed, went from pink to red, to crimson, and I laughed at how embarrassed she was. “You are both sick bastards,” she said, as she quickly exited to go inside the house to get more beers. I couldn’t help noticing that she was barely suppressing a little smile on her face as she retreated inside the door. I called out a few more ribald comments as she disappeared.

Don’s eyebrows lifted, and he said “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend her. It’s just that she looks so damn good today, and I got a little carried away”. “No problem”, I said. “I know how horny you are, and that little swim suit is just fucking unbelievable, isn’t it?” At that, he blushed too, as he realized that I had been watching him watch my wife’s body.

Julie returned, but she hadn’t brought any beers. Instead, she was carrying a tray with three whiskies. They looked like doubles. She carefully put the tray down and gave each of us a glass. She raised her glass to us both, took a pull at the neat spirit, and looked me squarely in the eye.

Last Mistake

That’s when I saw the flash of fire in the emerald green eyes, and full of beer and big-mouth ego, I just let the warning slip by me (my last mistake). “Rex, I’m calling your bluff,” she said, as she put down her glass, undid the two buttons holding her shirt, and let it slip to the floor, turning slowly towards Don as she did so.

I picked up my glass and swallowed, stunned. There she stood, in the skimpy two-piece I had bought her for my own voyeuristic pleasure, her breasts clearly visible and her nipples hard and erect, the semi-transparent thong bottom strained tightly against her mound, showing everything. Don picked up his glass and drained it in two gulps, followed by a fit of coughing.

Julie picked up the towel, as Don had earlier in the day, and helped him to regain his composure, bending over him to slap him on the back and comfort him with her arm around his shoulders. He was finding it difficult to get it together, with the distraction of Julie bending over him, her breasts about ten inches from his face, and her naked bottom within touching distance. But he finally did calm down.

Julie straightened up, her arm still resting on his shoulders. She spoke to him, but she was looking me straight in the eye, with a smile on her face. “Don, I know how horny you are, and I’d like to help. If you can convince Rex to let me do it, I’d love to have you fuck me.”

Don picked up my glass and drained it. I took Julie’s glass, and drained it. Shit!

At that moment, the folly of my own actions finally hit me. All the mistakes I had made were coming home to roost. How was I to handle this? I knew she had seen me on the Hot Wives Forum talking about wives fucking other men. I had given her the costume in which she was now exposing herself to his lusting eyes. To make matters worse, I had jokingly told him to go ahead and convince her to do it. And now she was challenging me to let her do it, or back down. To give in, or to wimp out. Damn!

“I call your bluff,” she repeated, “and raise you two” she said, as she reached behind her neck and undid the bow holding her bikini top. She then undid the tie behind her back, and her top fluttered to the ground. Her beautiful breasts showed the signs of her arousal, with her nipples standing very, very erect. She didn’t even flinch as Don, his eyes almost glazed over with lust and too far gone to care, reached behind her and cupped one naked buttock in his hand, while he stared at her breasts. She just continued to look deep into my eyes.

Don eventually realized that he had become the center of my attention. Dragging his eyes away from Julie, he stared at me and said not a single word. His pleading look to me said it all!

I faced up to my impossible situation. I did what any red-blooded male would do in that situation. “Okay, you can do it,” I said, “but only if I can watch!” Don breathed an enormous sigh of blessed relief. Julie blinked, just once, then removed Don’s hand from her buttock and came round to my side of the table. She took both of my hands in hers and said to me “Are you sure about this?” I nodded my agreement.

She sat down in her seat at the table, as though completely oblivious of her nakedness in front of two men who were staring at her in lust and wonder. “Okay guys, this is the way it is. I’m going to take Don inside now and fuck him because he needs it so badly and because I can do this as a gift for my two good friends Don and Terri, to get them through Terri’s pregnancy. But we must agree right here and now that we must never, ever tell Terri what we have done. Agreed?”

We both nodded in agreement. Don looked over at me, showing signs of uncertainty now about doing what we had agreed to do. I forced a smile onto my face and nodded “Go for it, tiger!” At that Julie stood, and led him by the hand into the house. My pulse racing, I waited for a few minutes at the table, to let my nerves settle and my erection subside. What had I done? What were we doing?

My Wife’s First Hotwife Experience

I followed them into the house and found them sitting on the sofa, kissing passionately. Don had one hand on Julie’s breast, fondling and squeezing it. Julie broke away from the tongue kiss Don was giving her to take a breath, before saying to me “We waited for you”.

I walked ahead of them towards the bedroom with my heart pounding in my chest, and I could feel a large wet spot in my shorts caused by my continual erection leaking its sticky fluid. “Won’t you join me?” I said as nonchalantly as I could, but I think my voice belied my nervous excitement. We entered the bedroom together.

At Julie’s request, I seated myself on the bed, leaning against the headboard so that I could watch the two of them. Julie faced Don, standing at the foot of the bed, and slowly began to unbutton his shirt as he fondled her breasts. I could tell by her rapid breathing that she had become very aroused.

She removed his shirt and started on his trousers. Unzipping his fly and dropping his trousers to the floor, she then knelt in front of him to remove his shorts. As she did so his cock seemed to jump out of them, towards her face. It was huge. I don’t mean to exaggerate his size, I mean that it was a damn good length, but so swollen with arousal that it stood right out from his body and visibly throbbed with every beat of his heart.

Julie looked at me and smiled “Enjoy the show!” She then took the head of his cock into her mouth, wrapped her hand around the base, and started to move her lips up and down the shaft. With the other hand, she cupped his balls.

Now I know that Julie has her limitations with giving oral sex. She can’t take all of my lengths without gagging, and she doesn’t like the taste of semen. So I was surprised when her hand started moving up and down the shaft of his penis as she sucked it, as though she was jerking him off into her mouth. I was absolutely stunned when he let out a cry, and started cumming into her mouth, and cumming, and cumming. The poor man had been saving it up for a long time, but Julie just kept her mouth on his cock and kept pumping her hand up and down the shaft until he was completely finished. With trembling knees, he reluctantly withdrew his cock from her mouth and collapsed on the bed near my feet.

Julie obviously had a mouthful and rose to her feet with her lips closed. I expected her to go to the bathroom and spit, but she slowly walked to the head of the bed, kneeled by my side, raised her chin, and very slowly swallowed it all.

I just couldn’t help it. Without warning, I came into my shorts. Julie’s face was flushed, with a battle between distaste and lust fighting for control of her expression, but my sudden ejaculation caused her beautiful mouth to crease into a wicked smile. Don’t you hate it when women know they have absolute power over you!!!

She leaned towards me and kissed me lightly on the lips. I swear I could smell cum on her breath, as she spoke softly, her lips touching mine. “He’s going to fuck me now. Do you want him to do it, or do you want him to stop?”

Her First Sex With Another Man

I couldn’t believe my own body. Less than a minute ago I had lost my load into my pants, and yet her words brought on another erection and my balls were aching with desire. I answered “Yes, do it.”

“Say it. Say it all, tell him to do it to me.” My voice was hoarse and dry. “Do it. Let him fuck you. Don, I want you to fuck my wife. Please.”

Don had recovered while we were talking and was standing at the foot of the bed, erect with desire, though not quite as big as the first time. As Julie walked around to the foot of the bed, she turned her head to me and said “Get off the bed please, darling” before turning back to Don and kissing him.

As I walked past the two of them, with their tongues intertwined, Don was busy with his hands trying to undo the ties of Julie’s flimsy thong panties. I helped things along by untying the knots and whipping the panties off as I continued towards the bathroom. As I reached the door of the bathroom, I really wasn’t surprised to find that the part of the little cloth triangle that went between Julie’s legs was soaking wet with her female juices. I held it to my nose and inhaled the fabulous musk of her body.

I stripped off my swim shorts, cleaned up the sticky mess, decided against putting any clothes back on, and went back into the bedroom. Julie was now lying on the bed with her legs spread, and Don was kneeling between them. He bent down and kissed my wife’s cunt, gently, reverently, and then with a passion that echoed the tongue kissing I had watched earlier. Julie began moaning and lifting her hips up to his hungry mouth, and I knew she was beginning an orgasm. He put his hands under her buttocks, lifted her, and put his tongue deep into her cunt. She screamed in ecstasy as her orgasm screamed through her mind and body. He groaned with her.

I was throbbing with the sheer lust of what I had just seen, pins and needles in my fingers, my toes wanting to curl both ways at once, and a vicious throb in my groin. But Don was worse. I wanted to fuck her badly. He needed to ravage her.

With months of abstinence, of desperate need behind it, he plunged his cock savagely into Julie’s vagina and began thrusting hard into her, grunting and groaning as he did so. I didn’t know how to stop him. I went to Julie’s face, grabbed her hands, and said “Don! Stop it!” But Julie screamed at Don “No, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

He fucked her with a savagery I thought I would never see. He squeezed her breasts, bit her nipples, her neck, kissed her violently, forced his tongue into her mouth, and all the time kept forcing his cock up into her cunt, again and again and again.

I watched, mesmerized, as Julie fought back, scratching welts into his back that drew blood, biting his lips and tongue as he forced himself into her mouth, pulling at his hair, and screaming with ecstasy as each orgasm was followed by another and another.

Then she reached down and squeezed his balls. With a cry of pain mixed with pleasure, he emptied his sperm into her cunt. She released his balls, wrapped her legs tightly around him, and kissed him passionately. He collapsed on her, with her kissing his unconscious face and mumbling “thank you, oh thank you.”

After a while, he lifted himself out of her, mumbled a few unintelligible words in my direction, and stumbled off to the bathroom. Julie lay quietly on the bed, as though drugged. She had suffered a little damage. Her breasts were red, with swollen nipples, her face was puffy and her lips looked tender and bruised, but the worst affected was her cunt. The once tight little lips were swollen and purple, her vagina gaped open, and Don’s cum was seeping out and running down between the cheeks of her bottom onto the sheets.

She turned her head to me and gave me a crooked smile. “Hello darling” she moaned. “Are you okay?” I asked, as she rolled onto her side and tried to get up. “Oh yes!” she replied “I’m fine, a little achy in parts. But what about you?” I couldn’t answer right away. I needed a little time to think.

Don came out of the bathroom and looked down at Julie on the bed. “Shit, I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he said, embarrassed at the evidence of his lust. Julie sat up and reached out both of her hands, drawing us both to sit on the bed beside her. “We need to talk,” she said.

We both looked at her, at each other, back to her, and didn’t know what to say. So she started. “I want to thank you both for giving me the most incredible experience of my life.” Neither of us spoke, so she continued. “You know, each of us is unique, we have our own special needs, and our own little quirks. Don here, had a very obvious need for sexual release, and I must admit we had a lot of fun earlier on, at his expense. ‘Banging a baboon’s bum.’ Really, Don!” We all laughed at her mock indignation.

“But it doesn’t stop there. Don, I don’t know if you are aware of Rex’s particular kink, but he likes to get on the Internet and discuss watching his wife fuck other men, with other men. His favorite is the Hot Wives Forum. I know, because I checked his history on the browser and read all of the stories.” Don looked at me with a little smile on his face and winked “I think I understand now.”

“No, you don’t! Neither of you does, you males never understand that a woman has needs that are just as strong, maybe stronger than a man’s.” Don and I looked at each other, and back at Julie, sitting there naked, breasts heaving with emotion, Don’s cum running out of her cunt that lay exposed to our eyes. Her eyes had filled with tears, and her lips quivered with emotion as she continued. “A woman feels so much more than a man, he just gets his rocks off and goes to sleep. But she burns with passion for hours after, even when she has climaxed.”

“My need is to be raped. I need fucking that I can’t control, savage, wild sex that makes me know what it is like to be a woman with a belly full of cum. I need to feel used and used again.”

In surprise, I felt a stirring in my loins as she spoke, and noticed that Don was growing again.

“So guys, just so you understand what happened today. I’m not usually like this, and I hope you keep your promise never to tell Terri what we did today.”

“I just can’t thank you enough Julie, for what you have done. And Rex, that was a very special gift” was Don’s reply “I promise not to tell Terri, but I do have one question for you both. Will there be a next time?” Julie just grinned, and said to him “Don, put that big dick of yours away for today.” Looking over at me she continued “Rex and I will talk about that after you’ve gone. Right now, I’ve obviously got to take care of my husband’s big dick.”

Don exclaimed “What, more fucking!”

“No, this time we’ll be making love. Goodnight Don, and thanks.” I said as Julie nestled herself into my waiting arms.


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