u/TheBareBride

I know this is going to get downvoted to hell but I personally have had enough of the constant posts about penis size. I am a woman(you know, the gender that all of you people try to convince yourselves that you are representing) and I don't care how big your cock is. Full stop. And from what I've seen, most women on here don't either.

I'm here to help people through the tricky parts of this lifestyle and high five those who have success stories. I want to hear from the woman who had a life changing experience and the husband who saw their wife in the peak of ecstasy and want to tell someone.

I love cocks of all shapes and sizes. So don't try to convince me that I'm wrong.

Mods, please put some sort of rule in to remove posts that ask about dick size. I don't mind if the subject turns up in the comments. I don't mind if I'm helping a guy get over his fears and this is one of many, or a woman concerned that they may upset their partner. What we can't deny is that this subject has been debated to death and I am stating this now. All posts in the future that are purely asking about penis size with no reference to the hotwife lifestyle will have the comment "shut up virgin"

I put this on my profile a while ago but I love this group so thought I'd share it with you:

A few years ago I didn't know anything about being a hotwife, but my husband has always been comfortable in his place. I apparently drunkenly mentioned that I fancied his best friend a while back and he didn't forget that I'd said it.

So the night before Christmas eve, 7 years ago, the 3 of us spent the evening chatting drinking and playing Switch games.

Somehow it became a bit of a loser strips situation and soon they were shirtless and I was down to a bra and thong. I lost the next game and it was time to lose the bra. They both egged me on and eventually I relented. My husband cheered while his friend's jaw dropped as a bounced over to them. He was a bit tense and I was nervous but out of nowhere my hubby said "you can kiss if you want". We both looked at him and as it turned out, his friend had drunkenly told him that he fancied me as well. He said "You both fancy each other, so if you want to, go for it." So we kissed briefly.

Husband asked if we enjoyed it and we both said we did. He said "then why stop? Keep going and see what happens." We kissed a bit more deeply and settled into the sofa. I climbed on top of him so he could kiss my nipples and neck. He actually gave me love bites which was fun to explain to the family on Christmas day. We didn't go much further but I could feel his cock straining through his trousers. My husband just sat watching and enjoying a drink. He later said he didn't want to interrupt and make anyone uncomfortable but had to resist diving in.

After what was probably an hour or more we calmed down and I walked him to the door still only wearing a thong, kissing him goodbye. He messaged my husband the next morning saying "best Christmas ever!"

Yes, we didn't do all that much but it was only the start and it was so fucking hot. Since then I've felt his cock in all my holes, have tasted his cum and have had amazing threesomes. We still mess around occasionally but I will always place him as one of the best I've ever had.

A bit of background to this story. I've been a hotwife for a few years but for the most part it's been exclusively with my hubby's best friend. A little bit about me is that I've tried birth control and it doesn't suit me. I also hate condoms. I will use them if it's necessary but I would much rather not. Hubby has the sort of brain where he knows what's happening so he tracks my cycle and lets me know the safe days for his friend to finish in me.

Recently hubby has been going through a lot of stress and his mind has been a bit scattered. I decided to give him a night off and went to see his friend so he could chill. His friend is also my friend so we were just going to watch a movie and drink some wine. Anyway, hubby messages me and says "it's a safe day, just in case the moment takes you. Just make sure I get some pictures." Long story short, the moment did take us. We fucked for a bit, I sucked his cock, gave him a titwank, took it in my pussy and sucked him again. He had a great night, I had a great night, hubby got some great pictures.

A few days later, hubby just suddenly asked if he finished inside me, which he didn't. There was a bit of a tone which caught me off guard as usually he's excited but there was concern in there. Turns out it wasn't a safe day. It was my ovulation day. And oh my god. The jolt of electricity that shot through my body at the idea of being knocked up by his best friend awoke something in me.

Since then, we've both played with the fantasy of me playing with guys close to my ovulation and it has culminated in this ultimate fantasy.

I want to have a gangbang. Not just any gangbang but I want it to be the ultimate 10 man pregnancy risk gangbang. I want everyone to come in with the results showing they have a high sperm count. I want them to have not cum in a week. I want to take an ovulation test and be able to show them all that I have my egg ready to be fertilised. I know I'm fertile because both my babies caught the first month of trying.

I want to be put in the mating press and have each one of these men fill my pussy and then if they're good for another round, do it again. I want their hot seed filling my womb and I want to be knocked up by an unknown father in a room of unknown guys.

I know the risks. I know that the repercussions in real life when I turn up with a random baby when my hubby has been snipped for a while would bring but fuck it. I want it so much.