Girlfriend becomes Hotwife

My girlfriend and I are both in our late 20s. When I first met my girlfriend. I quickly realized she had a high sexual appetite. Of course, that is what made me very attracted to her. She loves showing off her body. When we went on the lake, she wore one of the skimpiest bathing suit you know that kind that barely has a little triangle and a top just big enough to cover her nipples.

Then, once out on the boat, she soon lost the skimpy top. Whenever a boat would pass with a couple of fisherman. She would always be sure to stand up and walk around on the deck so they could get a good view of her naked breasts.

As I also have a very kinky side. I did not mind this behavior. In fact later, as we would have sex, I started talking to her about her fucking other men.

It was a great fantasy that made me quite horny when we fucked. One of these times, I asked her if she would consider being a kind of hot wife, even though she was my girlfriend.

She immediately jumped on this suggestion. “Are you telling me you want me to start sleeping around?”

I hesitated to answer her question. As I was not sure how she was really taking the suggestion.

Without waiting for my answer, she continued. “ Because of you’re telling me, I can fuck other guys and not worry about losing you. I am all for it. I will fuck someone every week or even every day if that’s what you want.”

I was blown away by her answer. She made it clear. She was perfectly willing to have sex with other men. Hearing her say these things made me very horny. I found it quite sexy to hear her say she would happily be a slut.

We fucked again that night. She told me she was hoping she would one day find a man like me. She said all women have these slutty side. But very few have permission and are encouraged to enjoy it.

I got up the next day and went to work not thinking much more about our conversation. She also went to work but being a Tuesday she only worked half a day and was home by 12 o’clock.

When I got home around 5:30 PM. She was in the kitchen making dinner. She seemed in an exceptionally good mood.
She told me to have a seat in my usual chair and gave me a beer.

“Honey, do you wanna know what I did today?” She asked with all smiles.

“What did you do today?” I asked her.

Still smiling, and very happy. She said.
“Do you remember Miguel?”

“Miguel?“ I was trying to place the name.

“My coworker, the older, Mexican man in his 40s.” She said, clarifying who he was.

I acknowledged that I remembered him.

“I brought him home after work today and we fucked.” She said, still smiling, as if she was very proud of what she was telling me.

I had mixed emotions, but I kept them inside as she continued telling me about the event. She said she brought him home and they fucked for a couple of hours. She said he was a pretty good fuck, and since they work about the same shift, she would probably fuck him more often.

I could feel my heart racing. I was actually getting quite aroused, listening to her share what she had been up to.
Then, to hear my girlfriend, tell me she was going to cheat on me regular it was more than I could take. But not in a bad way I just wanted to fuck her right then.

I told her that it made me so horny I want it to fuck right then. She giggled at me and then pulled me out of the chair and drugged me back to the bedroom.
We started fucking she seemed really happy. She told me she was very happy. I liked her fucking other people.
She told me she was going to fuck a lot of men. I was so horny still fucking her that I told her I wanted her to do that. I was so proud of her.

She told me she was gonna fuck a lot of men for me. She was going to be a real slutty girlfriend.

I knew she always liked attention from men. I think the only thing that held her back from being slutty before, was worrying about what people might think.

Once I had given her permission, it was like letting the genie out of the bottle. She made it clear that she intended on fucking lots of men regularly. I would be lying. If I did not say the more she talked that way the more I was attracted to her.

The next day we both got home from work around the same time. She came home alone without Miguel.

I asked her. “No Miguel today?”

She said. I’m not going to bring Miguel home and fuck him every day only the days when I come home early. Besides, I sucked his cock at lunch today.” She said, with a mischievous smile.

She took a shower, and then I noticed her laying clothes out on the bed as she was going out.

“Are you going somewhere honey? I asked.

“Yes honey I thought I would go and hang out at the bar for a little while tonight since I am not working tomorrow.”

“Are you going looking for some cock?” I asked her knowing her answer.

“Yes honey that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I may meet someone and go to his place and fuck or I was thinking possibly I could bring them back here and fuck them in our guest room. That way I would not wake you up since you are working tomorrow.”

Hearing her speak, this way got me so horny. I knew that as soon as she was out the door I was going to have to jack off. I told her if she was going to someone else’s house to fuck to text me so I would know where she was and would not worry.

The next day I got up for work. I checked my phone and I did not see any message. I looked out the window and saw that there was a strange car in the driveway. The guestroom door was closed. Since the car was still out front, I assume they were both still sleeping in the guestroom.. I went onto work without disturbing them.

Later that day, I got a text from her. She told me that when she went out last night, she met a black man having never fucked a black man she decided it would be a good time to experience it.

She brought the man home and they fucked in our guest room. She told me he had a lot of stamina and actually fucked her for hours. She was so worn out that they both just went to sleep.

She said when she got up, I had already went to work. So she fucked him again and then made him breakfast.
He said he didn’t have anywhere to go today. So she let him stay at our place. She said she has been fucking him all day. She said his cock was very thick and he could keep a hard-on for a long time. She said it was a struggle for her to keep up with him as he could fuck for long periods of time.

I texted back. Is he gone now?

No, he’s still here. I told him my pussy needed a break. I can’t remember the last time my pussy was so well fucked.
After we’re done texting, I will go back to fucking him. I think I will stay home tonight. As he has wore out my pussy.

When I got home that evening he had left. I greeted my girlfriend with a kiss as usual.
“Are you OK honey?” I asked her.

“Oh yes baby I’m fine I just never been fucked like that before. If all black men fuck like that, I won’t be able to fuck many of them they’ll have my pussy stretched, and wore out in no time.”

I made an overture, letting her know I would like to fuck her. My girlfriend give me a kiss and told me maybe later as her pussy was still sore from his constant fucking.

I let it go, and we ate our dinner then later watch the movie. Once we got into our bed for the night. I again, let her know I would like to fuck. This time she did not tell me no. I fucked her in the missionary position, but she’s laid there rather still. Which was different from her normal habit of being quite active when fucking.

The next morning as we were getting ready for work. I asked her how her pussy was doing. She said her pussy felt a lot better. She was ready to go another round with his black cock.

I was surprised by this answer. “Are you telling me you’re going to fuck him again today.”

“Yes, honey. During our long, fuck session yesterday, he asked if he could come back tonight? My pussy had never been stretched and fucked like that, I automatically told him yes.”

“So he’s coming over when we get home from work? What am I supposed to do?”

“Well honey, he’s not coming over till after 8 PM . We will only be in the living room and mostly in our guest room. I thought you would like it. You could hear him fucking me. I am your girlfriend baby. You can think about about how well your girlfriend’s pussy is being fucked.”

“I told him he had to leave by midnight because I have to go to work in the morning. So after he leaves, I will come to bed.”

I couldn’t help but be excited listening to her describe the events that were to take place tonight.

By 8 o’clock I had went into our bedroom and shut the door. I heard her speaking with him in our living room, then a little while later I heard them shut the guest room door. About 20 minutes later, I could hear my girlfriend, moaning as he was obviously fucking her.

I couldn’t help but jerk my cock as I listen to them fuck. It was a little after 11 when I heard him leave.
My girlfriend came to the bedroom as soon as he was out the door. She seems surprised that I was still awake.

“Could you hear us fucking?” she asked me.

“Yes honey I heard it all.” I told her.

She climbed into the bed with me. Then, in a very seductive manner, she lean into me. “ Honey. I know, I promised to be a slutty girlfriend and fuck, lots of men. But would it be all right if I just fuck him and sometimes Miguel?” I looked at her still pondering my answer.

She continued. “I just love his big black cock. He absolutely just wears my pussy out. I can still fuck Miguel when we only work half a day. So technically, I will still be your slutty girlfriend.”

“Yes, that’s fine honey.” I answered her. But then what else could I say I asked her to fuck other men and that is exactly what she has done.

She gave me a hug, and a kiss, obviously pleased with my answer.

“How often are you planning on fucking the black man?” I asked her as a follow-up question.

“His name is Dwayne” she said. “I thought I would let him fuck me as much as he wanted.”

“How often is that?” I asked.

“I don’t know honey but he’s coming by again tomorrow night. He says he loves my pussy.”

I knew right then I created a monster. I was going to spend more and more time jerking my cock while she was being fucked in our guest room.

“Can we fuck now” I asked her. She smiled and told me yes. As we fucked, I asked if her pussy was still sore like last time. She said no her pussy was getting used to his cock. She added that my circumference was a lot smaller, so I wasn’t stretching her pussy the way his cock does so it really doesn’t bother her to let me fuck her.

I looked at my girlfriend and her hot body and the fact she just spent three hours fucking someone else. And what did my mind come up with?

I asked her to marry me. She did not hesitate telling me yes.

She is no longer my slutty girlfriend, but a genuine, hot wife.