My husband has been pestering me quite a lot recently to resume my dating activities. You may recall a few of my adventures as a hot wife playing the field extensively, but recent work and family commitments brought an end, be it temporarily, to my extra marital activities. My husband loved to dress me for my dates, encouraging me to wear the most provocative underwear to thrill and excite my dates. He helped choose everything, enquiring what my dates preferences were. I possess an extensive wardrobe of slut clothing including seriously tight and revealing dresses and skirts with matching tops. An enormous amount of erotic underwear in just about every material you can imagine, such as Lace, Satin, PVC, Faux Leather, Real Leather, Silk and Latex. To accompany these my husband has provided me with quite a collection of fuck me shoes, thigh length boots and every kind of stocking imaginable.
As soon as he had me trussed up in my garments of choice, to be revealed to my dates during our moments of passion, he would either drive me to my date or disappear while my date picked me up. They always knew I was married and that my husband approved, but to prevent any awkwardness, we would always stay apart for the date to feel more at ease. On my return home, he would enthrall at my regaling of every detail of the date. How we kissed, where we kissed, how we touched each other, how we sexually pleased each other always resulting in me stroking his cock and trying to get him to ejaculate right at the same time as my date in my story. This added a visual reality to his listening and he would always come quite powerfully. I can't deny that it excited me also as it would remind me of the horny sexy moments I'd just enjoyed with my date. I must admit that I was missing my slut hot wife dating activities, so I didn't need much convincing when my husband broached the subject.
"It's been quite a while since you went out to get fucked by a boyfriend!" He smiled stroking my stockinged leg as we sat on our sofa.
"I've just not had the time recently!" I replied honestly.
"But that's all changed now. You have loads of free time where you could be dating and getting fucked!" He said rather excitedly and to be honest it excited me also.
"Do you think I should contact one of my regulars or recruit some new cock?" I asked teasingly.
"New cock would be fun, but if you wanted to date one of your previous boyfriends who pleased you sexually then why not!" He stated clinically.
"They all satisfied me or do you not remember?" I smiled
"Yes I know they did, but sometimes its difficult to explain how much pleasure certain guys gave you!" He smiled continuing "Is there any that just thinking about gets your pussy tingling!"
He was right in his statement, all of them pleasured me but some of them much more than others, and one in particular, Neil, he provided me with such intense orgasms and he had such a creative imagination in the bedroom, and the car for that matter.
"There is one guy who I would like to have inside me again!" I smiled as my eyes glazed over at the memory of Neil's powerful cock taking me to sexual heights I'd never visited before.
"Would that be Neil?" Hubby grinned.
"How did you know that?" I quizzed
"When he fucked you, you always came back wanting to tell me all about his antics and how filthy you were for him, so much so that you always swallowed my come on those occasions, something you rarely did unless Neil's cock had been fucking you!" He smiled
"Fuck yeah I was a particularly nasty slut for Neil!" I smiled nostalgically.
"I was a bit concerned that you would fall for him as you always came back drenched in spunk and sweat with your underwear and stockings ruined!" Hubby said softly looking a little concerned.
"That would never happen darling, beside Neil has far too many bitches using his cock regularly!" I comforted "He would never be happy with just one pussy and ass!"
"I'd like you to date him again, but this time send me text messages during the course of the evening, even when his cock is inside you!" Hubby asked hesitantly.
"Would it be better if I also sent a few selfies during the date and the inevitable fucking?" I smiled, teasing my husband.
"Fuck! That would be awesome!" Hubby smiled, his face flushing with sexual excitement.
"I could take a selfie with me on my knees getting fucked doggy style by Neil and you would see my face as I came from the pleasure his cock was providing!" I smiled "You'd also see my tits exposed and hanging freely as his cock fucked me like the unfaithful slut I am!" I continued adding a little twisted torment to my almost cuckold husband.
"Oh fuck! I'd love to be there watching him fuck you!" Hubby stammered excited at my tormenting description "It really turns me on to think of you exposing your body to him while he takes pleasure from your body! I'd so like to see you being fucked by him!" Hubby declared
"This will be as close as you get darling!" I reiterated "Unless we make a video some time and you can watch him fucking me whilst I stroke your cock!" I teased "You'll hear me coming and begging for hi cock and his spunk!"
Hubby gulped, excited beyond reason at my sexual antics. I looked him in the eyes which were almost glazed over with sexual arousal.
"Shall I contact Neil and see if he wants to stick it to my pussy again? Though if memory serves, Neil also likes to fuck my ass, have me suck his cock then come home to kiss you with the smell and taste of his cock still on my breath!" I taunted my husband.
"Ring him!" My husband almost ordered, such was his excitement.
"It's too late now, I'll call him in the morning whilst you're at work and I'll have a nice private dirty phone call with him!"
We went to bed that night with my husbands cock poking me in the back most of the night. Eventually I gave in and sat on his hard cock and rode him and I to orgasm. We were both so horny the fucking lasted less than two minutes, but both of us had very memorable orgasms. My husband splashed his come so forceful and deep that it enhanced my own orgasm. We lay in each other's arms for the rest of the night, as his come slowly trickled out of my pussy, dampening my sheet in the process.
We awoke as normal, with our normal routine. My husband climbing out of bed and heading for the shower. I went down to the kitchen to put a pot of coffee on. My husband followed me down about ten minutes later all showered, shaved and dressed for the office. Gulping down his coffee he kissed my cheek and bid me farewell, never mentioning Neil at all. As hubby's car pulled out of the drive, I filled myself a hot steaming mug of aromatic coffee, lit a slimline cigarette, picking my phone off the breakfast, I dialled Neil's number. His phone answered after five rings.
