Having experienced two incredible encounters with different Bulls, you could say my appetite for my new ‘hobby’ had been well and truly whetted. The apprehension I had initially felt for this lifestyle was slowly being eradicated and had been replaced with a greater curiosity and thirst for more meetings. My husband being very intuitive, was riding the wave of my excitement and continued to seek new men to introduce me to.
Read More 7. Bigger BullsAs if the act of sleeping with a woman wasn’t already surprising enough, there was another element to the threesome that I still can’t quite believe happened myself.
Read More 3.5 Two’s company, three’s even better!Two agonising weeks followed the intensely charged meet with my potential new Bull. I still refer to him as ‘potential’ due to the fact that no sexual act had occurred yet between us. Something that was soon to be rectified. The date for our private meeting had been arranged during my journey home from our first encounter, a sure indication of how successful it had been. In the days leading up to my overnight trip, the two of us shared increasingly suggestive texts about what was about to occur and it was clear that we were both equally excited. The day had finally arrived.
Read More 6. Past the point of no returnNow that ‘Pandora’s Box’ was well and truly open, I was eager to feed my curiosity about what men, other than my husband, had to offer in terms of sexual expertise. Unfortunately for both my Stag and I, our initial Bull had returned to distant lands and with him, the only unattached and familiar individual I had any physical attraction to.
We racked our brains and our contacts, in the hope that we would unearth an eligible male to continue to explore the world of Hotwifing with.
Read More 5. New acquaintancesAfter dipping my toe into the world of threesomes, some may say I had thrown myself straight in at the deep end. Whilst I’d be inclined to agree with them, it was actually several months before I embarked on another hotwife adventure. This time it was a more ‘conventional’ affair. A Bull was locked in our sights, and the Stag and I were going hunting!
Read More 4. A little help from my friendConsidering how shocked I was to learn of my husband’s desire to share me with other men, it was only a couple of weeks before I found myself preparing for my first sexual encounter with someone, who was not my husband.
Read More 3. Two’s company, three’s even better!If someone had shouted to me twelve months ago, “hey there hotwife!” I would have taken it to be a compliment about my appearance. Fast forward a year and I now know it to have a very different meaning. During the relatively short period of time I have been involved in the ‘wife sharing’ kink, I have experienced many ‘firsts.’ One of the initial tasks I had to undertake, was to learn the hidden meanings behind three seemingly innocent creatures: the vixen, stag and bull.
Read More 2. Hotwife LexiconAs I danced the night away with my university friends (circa 2007) to Scouting For Girls’ She’s So Lovely, the lyrics “She’s flirty, turned thirty and that’s the age a girl gets really dirty” blared out of the speakers. Never in my wildest dreams did I think, that fast forward a decade, those ‘eloquently’ put words would so aptly describe me; a married woman with two young children. My thirties have indeed ignited a passion that, up until now, laid dormant awaiting the right spark. That ‘spark,’ being my husband encouraging me to sleep with other men…
Secret Vixen: Confessions of a Hotwife – An honest and open blog about how I became a Hotwife and entered the world of the ‘Vixen, Stag & Bull’ kink.
Read More 1. My Journey Begins
